After marrying the richest husband

If the fan circle also has a chain of contempt, then fake fans like Sang Qiao who collect money to chase stars must be at the bottom of the chain of contempt.

As a little transparent 360 lines away, the best resource Sangqiao has received so far is a costume drama.

In it, he played the waiter who didn't survive the first episode.

Life is not easy.

versatile.

As the company's economic situation declined day by day, Sang Qiao secretly took several airport orders.

It is said to be star chasing, but it is actually very simple, it is a method used by the support club to solidify fans.

He was born with a too good-looking and innocent face, and if he stood there with his surroundings or light signs in his arms, he would almost immediately attract the attention of the fans who picked him up.

"Little brother, are you chasing my cub too?"

Sang Qiao nodded sincerely, rolled his eyes, and within a few minutes, he could mingle with other girls, and together praised his brother's natural beauty.

In short.

It can be said to be very professional.

The business was negotiated and the deposit was accepted.

Sang Qiao crossed his legs and thought about it distressedly on the toilet.

The growth talent variety show that Xu Qiran took over was said to be backed by a big platform, so it was bound to create a lot of momentum.

Can the fire be put aside first.

When there are more shots, I am afraid that I will not be able to take up this kind of sideline business in the future.

Sang Qiao, whose income had plummeted, was very sad, curled his lips aggrieved, jumped off the toilet, and pushed open the cubicle door.

However, as soon as he poked his head out, he found that there was still a person standing by the sink.

The overall decoration of the bathroom in the president's office area is almost the same as that of the outside, all in a cold style.

The quiet and light fragrance curls up and spreads in the open environment.

Only a cluster of white roses on the sink shows a different kind of enthusiasm in the extreme cool tones.

Probably hearing a voice behind him, the person standing by the sink turned around.

Sang Qiao just looked up and met his gaze.

There are not many reports about Fu Xingzhou from the outside world, but the gossip in the entertainment circle always spreads quickly.

In addition, Diamond is single, has a net worth of tens of billions, is young and handsome, and has top-level academic qualifications.

The chief executor of the Fu family - Fu Xingzhou has been picked up by people in the circle countless times from the beginning to the end.

However, Sang Qiao didn't get it.

He only vaguely heard that Fu Xingzhou was not originally the successor of the Fu family. As for how he got into this position, he has held it for so many years——

Sang Qiao, a lowly citizen, knew nothing about the secrets of the wealthy family, and secretly took another look at Fu Xingzhou.

Ok.

It is indeed as handsome as in the photo.

Just no smile at all.

The thin lips were tightly pursed into a line, and the deep and deep eyes looked over, obviously without saying a word, it gave people an aura of unique beauty, and that strangers should not get close to them.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Want to say hello?

Don't fight?

But in the future, if it's the first meeting where you want to sleep in the same bed, wouldn't it be good if you don't even say hello?

But, but Fu Xingzhou looks so fierce. Wouldn't it be more embarrassing if he said hello, Fu Xingzhou turned around as a cold and ruthless killer?

Sang Qiao leaned on the cubicle door, rubbing and testing.

Finally, a small voice came out: "You...go to the bathroom yourself?"

Fu Xingzhou: "..."

Sang Qiao: "..."

Mua's!

After finishing speaking, Sang Qiao was stunned, shrank back very suffocated, and closed the compartment door with his backhand.

It’s over.

The first time I met with the person who received the certificate, I collapsed.

Fu Xingzhou didn't think he was a fool, did he?

Sang Qiao sat back on the toilet seat in a self-contained manner, and began to shake his legs reflexively.

What if Fu Xingzhou wants to divorce?

Then wouldn't he want to return the 800 million to the Sang family?

No.

No no no absolutely no.

Sang Qiao violently shook her legs, and wanted to bite her nails again, but she put them to her mouth, remembering that she hadn't washed her hands, so she scratched her chin.

Ugh.

It's all because Fu Xingzhou is too indifferent and scary.

Sang Qiao walked around the cubicle twice, but couldn't think of any tricks to save himself.

I was about to take out my mobile phone and surf the Internet on Baidu.

There was a sudden knock on the compartment door.

Sang Qiao suddenly trembled like an Internet cafe dog caught by the dean.

next second.

An extremely cold voice came in from outside.

"Sangqiao, open the door."

Sang Qiao: "..."

The Internet cafe dog was not only caught by the teaching director.

Parents will also be invited.

Sang Qiao struggled for a few seconds, then opened the door with a remorseful face.

The silver-gray suit on Fu Xingzhou's body could not be seen from any brand, and the upper corners of the cowhide shoes were made with complicated craftsmanship. It looked like it was handmade.

Sang Qiao lowered his head, and sincerely said to Fu Xingzhou: "I'm sorry, Mr. Fu, I just said it well..."

With his head down, Sang Qiao couldn't see Fu Xingzhou's expression.

And after a while, I didn't hear the person in front of me answer.

Just when Sang Qiao felt that he might be cold today.

Fu Xingzhou opened his mouth and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Sang Qiao:?

Sang Qiao froze for a moment, subconsciously raised his face: "Huh?"

Fu Xingzhou had already walked towards the entrance of the sanitation area.

When he walked to the sink, he stopped again and looked at Sangqiao.

She seemed to frown: "Do you want to wash your hands?"

Sang Qiao dared not to wash, trotted all the way and stood in front of Fu Xingzhou, and said super crisply: "Wash, wash!"

The unique antique faucet is embossed with patterns of various fish and animals, and the clear water is warm and clean.

Sang Qiao rushed twice blindly and was about to turn off the water.

Fu Xingzhou said: "Hand sanitizer."

Sang Qiao: "...Oh."

Love to be clean so much.

Sang Qiao wrinkled his nose, and moved his hand toward the hand sanitizer.

It's just that Sangqiao is too rustic, or President Fu's supplies are too high-end.

He fumbled back and forth on the wall-mounted box containing the hand sanitizer for a long time, but failed to press the hand sanitizer out.

Silence is Fu Dong's bathroom tonight.

Sang Qiao was helpless, and was going to try to use the method of filming the TV to see if he could capture the hand sanitizer——

Just as he was about to make a move, a wrist with platinum cufflinks stretched out beside him.

Fu Xingzhou's arm was almost touching Sangqiao, rubbing his shoulder to reach the hand sanitizer.

Press the side position, and the foam-type hand sanitizer will honestly fall into Sang Qiao's palm.

Sang Qiao: "..."

Fu Xingzhou still had no expression on his face, and his voice was cold: "Remember?"

Sang Qiao insulted Fu Xingzhou in his heart, and quickly rubbed his hands together.

Then he showed a bright smile: "Okay!"

Fu Xingzhou's eyes stayed on Sang Qiao's body and then moved away.

Then turned around and walked out: "I still have some things to do, wait for me in the office first, and we will go to register in half an hour."

Sang Qiao:? ? ?

So fast?

Seeing that Fu Xingzhou was also walking in the direction of the office area.

Sang Qiao hurriedly followed, stretched out his hand and was about to carefully tug at the hem of Fu Xingzhou's high-end clothes, but saw that the people in front had already stopped.

Sang Qiao immediately gave a very nice smile: "Director Fu, shall we register today?"

Fu Xingzhou turned his head to the side and looked at Sangqiao.

Sang Qiao rolled his eyes twice: "It's just...you don't need to do anything, don't you need to do something like notarize property before marriage?"

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak.

Sang Qiao seemed to have returned to the time when he was being lectured by the dean alone, shrinking his head timidly.

Then he stood next to Fu Xingzhou super obediently: "Then...then if you don't want a notarization, we will..."

"Don't use you."

Fu Xingzhou interrupted Sang Qiao.

do not know why.

Obviously Fu Xingzhou's expression didn't change.

But Sang Qiao still felt that Fu Xingzhou was not very happy now compared to when he was in the bathroom just now.

But there is nothing to be unhappy about.

Sang Qiao was a little confused, but nodded cooperatively for the sake of 800 million.

Fu Xingzhou didn't know whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied, he just said: "After marriage, I will give you pocket money alone, if it is not enough, you can ask Raven to withdraw it at any time."

"As for the pre-nuptial notarization."

Fu Xingzhou paused for a moment, then frowned and looked at Sang Qiao again, "I don't need it. If you need it, I'll ask Raven to arrange a lawyer for you to discuss in detail."

Sang Qiao: "..."

As a pauper with 19 million for the first time in 800 years of life.

In fact, Sang Qiao sincerely wanted to be a notary of pre-marital property.

But rich people with a net worth of tens of billions don't do it...

If you do it yourself, wouldn't it seem petty and stingy.

That must not work!

Sang Qiao puffed up his chest: "It's okay, I don't have any money! There's no need for a pre-marital notarization! We'll get the certificate later!"

Fu Xingzhou: "Okay."

There is a distance of several hundred meters from the sanitation area on the top floor to the chief executive's office area.

Raven probably already knew that Fu Xingzhou's meeting was over at this point, and he was waiting at the door of the office with the documents.

Seeing Sang Qiao and Fu Xingzhou walking over together, he didn't seem surprised.

Raven neatly placed several documents waiting to be signed on Fu Xingzhou's desk.

Turning to Sangqiao, he said politely, "Mr. Sang, the boss may need about half an hour to finish work. What tea would you like?"

Sang Qiao doesn't like tea.

He blinked: "I want to drink Coke, iced."

Probably because no one has ever sat in Fu's CEO's office and drank an ice-cold Coke.

Raven was silent for a while before saying: "Okay, just wait a moment, I will send someone to buy it right away."

Sang Qiao happily gave Raven a big heart: "Thank you Assistant Wen!"

Raven smiled politely at Sangqiao, and said to Fu Xingzhou: "Boss, Master Chu is here. I have been waiting for you in the lounge for a long time."

There was a usual indifference in Fu Xingzhou's voice: "What are you here for?"

Raven said: "You recently purchased a limited-edition Martha. Master Chu said that he will have a variety show on cars next month, so I would like to ask if you can borrow that Martha for a test drive for a while. .”

The pen in Fu Xingzhou's hand slid a few times on the last page of the document: "No."

Raven: "..."

Raven nodded: "Do you still want to invite Master Chu?"

Fu Xingzhou put down his pen: "No, I'm very busy today. You tell him that the Martha is not good, and the rest is up to you."

Raven: "..."

Raven: "Okay, boss."

Anyway, you are happy.

Sangqiao's iced Coke was brought in quickly.

Raven helped Sangqiao find a straw, then took the garage key, and took Yi Chu to choose other supercars except the Martha.

Only Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao were left in the office.

Sang Qiao sat quietly on the sofa, plugged in his earphones, hugged a Coke can, and looked down at the small videos on his mobile phone.

I don't know what I saw.

A nice smile appeared on his face.

From Fu Xingzhou's point of view, there happened to be a very sweet dimple.

Sweet and somewhat mesmerizing pear dimples were printed on that pretty face, and the curled eyelashes flickered.

Every time I took a sip of Coke, my cheeks bulged slightly.

It's obviously not a loose-fitting shirt, but it still looks too big when worn on the body.

With a height of 1.7 meters [-], he is as thin as a paper man.

Before Sang Qiao watched an episode of animation.

Fu Xingzhou has already finished all the work.

He loosened his tie, stood up, and walked to Sangqiao.

The dean's coercion came to his face.

Sang Qiao quickly paused his cartoon, took off his earphones, and looked at Fu Xingzhou eagerly: "Are you done?"

Fu Xingzhou hummed: "Are you hungry?"

so hungry!

hungry!

Sang Qiao rubbed his belly distressedly, and shook his head in disbelief: "I'm not hungry, let's go to register quickly, I still have something to do after registration."

The author has something to say: Fu Xingzhou: I treat you as my wife.

Fu Xingzhou: Do you regard me as the dean? ? ?

Qiaoqiao: Huh.