After marrying the richest husband

Sang Qiao's voice was very low, and he was very close to Fu Xingzhou, looking very cute.

Maybe it's because of his poor health, Sang Qiao always shows a little lack of energy when speaking, especially when rubbing against his ears, he is soft and gentle.

the first time.

Fu Xingzhou thought about it, and it seemed that this was also the first time that Sang Qiao asked him.

Jiang Huiming's face had completely lost the daze and ease he had when he came here. He stood aside and looked in the direction of Fu Xingzhou and Sang Qiao several times, but he opened his mouth but didn't dare to speak.

Jiang Tong stood on the other side with his face downcast, wondering what he was thinking.

And the eyes of Sang Qiao in his arms were very bright, and he raised his head with the immature kindness that could be seen at a glance, and bumped into Fu Xingzhou's sight.

Except for the sparkling lights of the crystal chandelier, the hall was quiet.

a long time.

Fu Xingzhou finally reached out and rubbed the hair on the back of Sangqiao's head, and said softly, "I see. Baby Qiao, go back to the bedroom and wait for me first, okay?"

Sang Qiao: "..."

Do you agree or disagree?

Sang Qiao has never been good at trying to fathom the deep meaning of his words, and it is not good to continue to question Fu Xingzhou, so he can only say "oh", and slipped out of Fu Xingzhou's arms: "Then I will go upstairs first?"

Fu Xingzhou nodded.

The two of them had already changed into slippers when they entered the entrance, and Sangqiao's soft rabbit cotton slippers had two long white ears, which swayed with the movement of the master's walking.

Sang Qiao likes to shake these two rabbit ears when he walks.

He walked away from Fu Xingzhou, walked to the edge of the stairs, and was about to climb up, when he suddenly walked back the same way as if he remembered something.

It's just that this time Sang Qiao didn't go to Fu Xingzhou's side again.

Instead, he stopped in front of Jiang Tong.

Jiang Tong, who was lowering his head, seemed to feel that there was someone standing in front of him, and subconsciously straightened his neck.

Haven't caught sight of Shangsangqiao yet.

I heard the person standing in front of me say crisply and neatly: "Since you have already apologized to me, then I will apologize to you too. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have dislocated your hand before."

Jiang Tong: "???"

Jiang Tong: "..."

Jiang Tong was taken aback for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth twitched inevitably.

He looked at Sangqiao in front of him, then turned his head to look at his grandfather Jiang Huiming, and finally looked carefully at Fu Xingzhou who was standing not far away.

Jiang Tong: "..."

Jiang Tong really didn't know how to answer Sang Qiao's words.

Sang Qiao didn't seem to be waiting for his answer, but continued: "But what you did before was too bad, and I don't want to forgive you. I suggest you choose not to forgive me, so that we will be even."

Jiang Tong: "..."

At the same time, Jiang didn't keep up with Sang Qiao's weird brain circuit, and he didn't understand how the two got even.

However, Sang Qiao didn't seem to want to continue to answer, and let out a very satisfactory sigh of relief, turned around and patted Pigu, and climbed up the mahogany stairs gracefully.

Jiang Tong: "..."

The atmosphere in the hall became strangely quiet.

It's different from just now.

Perhaps because of Sangqiao's absence, the softness that was barely visible on Fu Xingzhou's body seemed to recede in an instant, showing a sense of alienation and indifference that can only be seen when he is working.

He was still standing where he was just now.

His eyes followed Sangqiao all the way up to the second floor, his back gradually disappeared in the corridor, and then he sighed faintly, and looked down at Jiang Huiming: "Do you have anything else to say?"

Jiang Huiming: "..."

I have to say, this question is too much like do you have any last words you want to publish?

The reason why Fu Xingzhou is invincible in the commercial vanity fair is because his style of doing things has always been informal, not to mention the relationship between human relationships, which is always placed after the word profit.

No matter how hard Jiang Huiming tried, he couldn't hear what Sang Qiao said just now when he approached Fu Xingzhou, let alone guess what Fu Xingzhou was thinking.

Bored, Fu Xingzhou reached out and knocked on a Ru kiln vase on the display cabinet, heard a few muffled sounds, and then said slowly: "It seems that Chairman Jiang has nothing to say?"

Jiang Huiming: "..."

Jiang Huiming wiped the sweat off his forehead with his hand, and pulled Jiang Tong who was next to him over. The two bowed side by side to Fu Xingzhou again.

Jiang Huiming said tremblingly: "Xingzhou... Fu Dong, I am old and don't understand the affairs of young people nowadays. But if Jiang Tong really did something wrong, and you want to punish him, I will definitely punish him." Nothing to say."

Fu Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth, noncommittal.

Jiang Huiming paused, and said slowly: "But Director Fu, the workers of Jiangling Construction Investment are innocent after all. If you... well, just treat me as an old face, can you let me Those workers in the company keep their original jobs. They are all skilled workers, which can also save you the time of recruiting and training workers again.”

Fu Xingzhou didn't speak.

Jiang Huiming's heart has sunk to the bottom.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word.

The whole space fell silent again.

Jiang Tong, who was originally standing behind Jiang Huiming, clenched his fists, took a step away from the old man, and straightened up: "Boss Fu, one person does things and one person is responsible. If you want to punish me for those things, just come at me alone! My grandfather As you get older, so does the company, and it can't afford your precious hands!"

"Oh? Punish you."

Fu Xingzhou seemed to smile, and finally turned around from the display case, "When I punish you, you have Jiang Huiming in front of you to block you. When you make trouble for Sang Qiao, in case no one stands in front of him where?"

Jiang Tong: "..."

Jiang Tong's upper and lower teeth bit together fiercely: "Yes, so I know I was wrong. I'm just jealous of him."

Fu Xingzhou looked away from Jiang Tong: "Little friend, let me tell you something. Not all post-event apologies in this world are effective."

Jiang Tong bit his lower lip: "Okay, Director Fu, I understand what you mean. How do you want to solve this matter?"

Fu Xingzhou couldn't see how angry he was, or in fact, in most cases, it was difficult for outsiders to see whether he was happy or angry on Fu Xingzhou's face.

He seemed to think that the conversation with Jiang Huiming and Jiang Tong was extremely boring, and there was nothing on the display case worth pondering.

Fu Xingzhou took two steps forward, and looked down at the refreshments prepared for Jiang Huiming and Jiang Tong by the kitchen on the table.

I don't know what came to mind, but a sentence suddenly popped up: "You are jealous of Sangqiao because of Fang Yuzhou?"

Jiang Tong was taken aback.

Before Jiang Tong could answer, Jiang Huiming frowned and looked at Jiang Tong: "Who is Fang Yuzhou?"

Jiang Tong: "..."

Fu Xingzhou was obviously very happy to answer this question, so he took Jiang Huiming's words casually: "Director Jiang, Fang Yuzhou is also Jiang's classmate who participated in the program with them. This boy is not bad, and I think he has a bright future."

Jiang Huiming's expression immediately became ugly, and he said with a sullen face, "A man, why are you jealous of Sang Qiao?"

Jiang Tong: "..."

Fu Xingzhou's eyes finally settled on Jiang Tong for a second: "Maybe it was a good game, don't you think so, Director Jiang?"

Jiang Huiming: "..."

Jiang Huiming can also be regarded as an old Jianghu. He always felt that there was something in Fu Xingzhou's words, but he couldn't find out where the problem was, so he could barely agree with a few sentences: "What Director Fu said is right, right, right."

Fu Xingzhou said: "It's a coincidence. A few days ago, I heard that Fang Yuzhou was planning to go abroad for further studies. Director Jiang, I think your grandson is also a good student for studying. If he is not sensible, he should be sent to school to learn the truth. What do you say?"

Jiang Huiming now understood what Fu Xingzhou meant.

Compared with Jiang Huiming's previous speculation, this result is obviously an understatement.

Jiang Huiming breathed a sigh of relief at the moment: "What you said, Mr. Fu, is so reasonable. I also don't think he is suitable for entering the entertainment circle. It is true that such a thing happened! Mr. Fu, don't worry, I will give him— —”

"Fang Yuzhou is going abroad?"

Jiang Tong interrupted Jiang Huiming, "Director Fu, are you sure?"

Before Jiang Huiming let out his breath, he lifted it up again, almost wanting to beat Jiang Tong to death.

Fu Xingzhou didn't care about Jiang Tong's impoliteness: "Yeah, why, are you interested too?"

Jiang Tong's expression wavered.

Jiang Huiming finally felt the unusual atmosphere between Jiang Tong and Fang Yuzhou subtly, and he didn't want Jiang Tong to be the leader here.

Immediately, he took Jiang Tong and said goodbye politely to Fu Xingzhou, and hurried to leave.

Yuan Bo led the two out of the hall.

Just as he was about to open the door, he heard Fu Xingzhou say, "Wait a minute."

Jiang Huiming's heartbeat jumped a few times.

The sound of unhurried footsteps came from the hall.

Fu Xingzhou stood still in the porch, and said flatly: "Director Jiang, when you reach your age, you should get down from your position. I avoided it this time, but I won't be sure next time."

Jiang Huiming froze, turned around and nodded after a while: "I see, thank you, Mr. Fu, for your mercy."

The door of the villa was opened, and the cold wind poured in. Jiang Huiming and Jiang Tong hurried out.

Uncle Yuan followed Fu Xingzhou back to the main hall: "Master, dinner is ready. Are you and Mr. Sang having dinner now?"

Fu Xingzhou pointed to the snacks for Jiang Huiming and Jiang Tong on the table, "Take it out and feed it to the dogs."

Uncle Yuan: "...Yes, young master."

Fu Xingzhou took off his suit and threw it to Uncle Yuan: "Serve the food, I'll go up and ask Qiaoqiao to come down to eat. By the way, let the kitchen prepare a dessert after the meal, or he will be upset when he sees that the dessert is gone." .”

Yuan Bo replied yes.

Apart from the cleaning staff, the bedrooms on the second floor are rarely visited by other servants in the villa.

Fu Xingzhou pushed open the bedroom door.

Sang Qiao was lying on the bed, spreading herself into a large font to play mobile games.

Seeing Fu Xingzhou coming in, Sang Qiao quickly got up from the bed and ran to Fu Xingzhou barefoot: "Are you done?"

Fu Xingzhou hugged Sang Qiao and stood on his instep, and said in a low voice: "The doctor said that bare feet are easy to catch cold."

Sang Qiao stepped on Fu Xingzhou's instep, and moved his toes restlessly: "Hey, just once in a while!"

Fu Xingzhou patted Sangqiao's fart: "Are you hungry?"

Sang Qiao was filled with a huge cup of hot chocolate, shaking his head like a rattle: "I'm not hungry! But I can go downstairs to accompany you to have dinner! Am I fine?"

Fu Xingzhou hooked the corners of his lips, and smiled meaningfully: "Yes. Since Qiaoqiao offered to accompany me for dinner, then I will not be polite."

The author has something to say: Fu Xingzhou: Ah, it’s really delicious.