True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

Testator: Fu Yichang

Name of executor: He Quan

I am worried that after my death, the heir will have a dispute over property issues, so I am seriously ill and I made this will in Shanghai on October 9, 2020, and I will deal with my property, rights, etc. as follows.

The following is a series of regulations, written a lot.

The most important asset of the Fu family is Yuxiangfang. Mr. Fu gave Fu Yunshen a 15% stake in the Fu Group.

There was also the Fu family's real estate in the imperial capital, which was worth more than one billion yuan, and he also gave it to Fu Yunshen.

If this will is finally placed in front of the Fu family, let alone Fu Mingcheng, even the other few will make a scene.

Giving Yuxiangfang to Fu Yunshen is equivalent to giving the Fu Group out.

He Quan is a person that Mr. Fu trusts very much.

Three years ago, he thought he was going to die, so he also wrote a will and gave it to He Quan.

After his death, he believed that He Quan would be able to execute this will well.

Remembering what Master Zhong said to him earlier, Master Fu sighed.

No one knows his physical condition better than himself.

There is no problem, and there is no disease, but it is indeed moving towards the end step by step.

He has endured for 20 years, and even though all the toxins in his body have been removed, after so long, his body has become much lighter.

But after all, it has been poisoned into the bone marrow for 20 years, and he left a lot of dark wounds on the battlefield.

More importantly, the body is not tired, and the heart is also tired.

Trees live with a layer of bark, and people live with one breath.

The breath he had been holding for so many years, after seeing that Fu Yunshen was getting better and better, and that he had other friends by his side, he was finally relieved.

Once loose, there will be no going back.

Mr. Fu is very awake.

At his age, he is already very old.

So it is very likely that one day he fell asleep and passed.

Mr. Fu took the will and read it word for word for a long time. After confirming that there was no problem, he put the will back in the drawer and locked it with a key.

Then got up and paced to the bookshelf next to the bed.

Like many times before, Mr. Fu took a picture frame off the shelf.

The photo of a man and a woman in military uniforms in the photo frame is still gray and white, apparently taken a long, long time ago.

The photos are well preserved without even wrinkles, which shows how careful the people who saved them are.

Yuehua. Mr. Fu wiped the photo frame and said to himself, I haven't talked to you for a long time. I wonder if you will be angry.

After a pause, he smiled slightly again: I think you won't be angry. After 20 years, you have already been reincarnated.

The woman in the photo didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Mr. Fu rambled on the photo for a long time, and then he fell asleep.

After putting the photo frame back, Mr. Fu lay back on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and began to rest.

**

outside the door.

Fu Mingcheng stayed for a while before leaving unwillingly.

He went downstairs.

Mrs. Fu was sitting in the living room, trimming the flowers in the vase.

Seeing him come down, he wiped his hands and stood up impatiently: Mingcheng, what did the old man say? Do you agree to give Yuxiangfang to you?

No. Fu Mingcheng was in a bad mood. I didn't talk to Dad at all. As soon as Uncle Zhong left, he fell asleep.

No matter how much he hoped that Mr. Fu would leave, he would not disturb Mr. Fu.

Mrs. Fu's expression stopped, and she shook her head: I see, the old man is either sleeping or trying to avoid you.

Royal Fragrance is currently developing new balms and fragrances.

Fu Mingcheng will take these new products and go to cooperate with Biman.

As the largest perfume company under the Venus Group, Biman is also one of the top luxury goods in the world. Yuxiangfang is not the only one who wants this project.

There are also several families in the imperial capital that specialize in the field of perfume, and they want to compete with Yuxiangfang.

The advantage of Yuxiangfang lies in the secret formula of perfume, but in terms of comprehensive strength, it cannot be compared with the families of the Imperial Capital.

But Fu Mingcheng will not give up, he only needs to get all the shares of Yuxiangfang from Mr. Fu, and immediately go to discuss the project with Biman.

But no matter how many times he mentioned it, Mr. Fu's attitude was ambiguous, neither nodded nor shook his head.

Hearing Mrs. Fu's words, Fu Mingcheng's face sank: I know what the old man is thinking, he must give Yuxiangfang to Fu Yunshen, but he can't think about it, a dandy can support Yuxiangfang. ?

When the time comes to be defeated, what should I do? That's Biman. Does he know what Biman represents?

As far as Fu Yunshen is concerned, he is intoxicated every day and has never managed a company, so he probably doesn't even know what the Venus Group is.

Just as Mrs. Fu was about to open her mouth, she suddenly caught a glimpse of the man leaning against the door, looking at them with a half-smile.

She swallowed all the words behind her, and smiled: Yun Shen, come back, your grandfather is resting, do you want something to eat?

Fu Yunshen didn't say anything, didn't even look at Fu Mingcheng, and went straight up the stairs.

Fu Mingcheng didn't ask for anything from Mr. Fu just now. Now that he saw Fu Yunshen, he felt even more bored: Don't even call me Dad?

Hearing this, Fu Yunshen stopped slowly.

He turned his head sideways, his peach blossom eyes curled up, and his light amber pupils were filled with an alienating smile: Are you my father, I don't know in my heart?

Fu Mingcheng's expression suddenly changed.

Mrs. Fu on the side was also stunned.

Before the two came back to their senses, Fu Yunshen had already gone upstairs and ignored them.

After a long while, Mrs. Fu recovered her thoughts and opened her mouth: Mingcheng, did he, did he know something?

I won't know. Fu Mingcheng's expression was still heavy, The old man wouldn't tell him that kind of thing. He was only two years old, what can he remember?

Yes. Mrs. Fu was stunned, and then said, The old man protects him so much, and he really won't tell him what happened 20 years ago, but why would he say that?

It's just unbalanced in my heart. Fu Mingcheng said coldly, He didn't live in Fu's house very much since he was a child. When he came back, it was a waste of time, lingering in the wind and the moon, and it was of no use. He still wanted us to be nice to him?

Mrs. Fu didn't speak this time.

It's not impossible. Fu Mingcheng pressed his temple, If the old man really gave him Yuxiangfang, I can also get it back.

A dude who doesn't understand anything in business, he only needs to set up a few sets.

Yuxiangfang will be his sooner or later.

**

upstairs.

Fu Yunshen gently turned the bedroom door and walked in.

Mr. Fu was really asleep at this time, his breathing was light and inaudible, but very stable.

Fu Yun was very afraid of disturbing him, so he didn't move Mr. Fu to the bed.

Instead, pick up a blanket and cover him.

Afterwards, Fu Yunshen sat beside the bed, raised his hand, and pressed Mr. Fu's wrist calmly.

He doesn't understand medicine, but he learned a little about pulse diagnosis when he went to the ancient medical world.

Fu Yunshen tried it and found no problem.

He also saw that Mr. Fu was drowsy and worried.

But this is indeed the same problem for many elderly people.

Fu Yunshen tucked the quilt for Mr. Fu, stood up, and walked to the bookshelf.

Grandma, don't worry. Fu Yunshen gently stroked the photo frame and smiled, I will avenge you, you have to bless Grandpa well.

He doesn't ask for anything, just asks the people he cares about to live safely in this world.

enough.

**

And this time.

imperial capital.

Things on the Internet are always hot for three minutes, and the memory of netizens is also very short.

Coupled with the public relations of Tianxing Entertainment, Xiuyan has been taken out of that incident.

After all, Xiuyan didn't do anything on the bright side.

She always knew that she would leave a way out for herself. Naturally, she would not do such a small thing herself.

After Xiuyan left the company, she returned to Xiu's house.

Mrs. Xiu did not play mahjong today, but sat upright in the living room, looking very cautious.

As soon as she saw her like this, Xiu Yan realized that something was wrong: Mom?

Your grandfather is in the study above. Mrs. Xiu tried her best to maintain the attitude of a wealthy and noble family, but it was a bit nondescript for her deliberately, He has something to ask you.

Xiu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

Elder Xiu had already retired.

However, his body is not very neat, and he has always lived in a courtyard in the suburbs to cultivate, and he has never come here very often.

Why did you suddenly come here today?

No wonder even Mrs. Xiu didn't play mahjong anymore. With Mr. Xiu, no one dared to make trouble.

Xiu Yan pursed her lips, pressing her heart beating wildly, and walked up.

She knocked on the door of the study: Grandpa.

An old and hoarse voice came from inside: Come in.

Xiu Yan pushed the door and went in.

But as soon as she entered, an inkstone smashed towards her.

Xiu Yan was startled and subconsciously avoided, but the ink in the inkstone also splashed all over her body.

Ruined her new haute couture dress from the endorsement agency. But she didn't dare to say a word.

Xiu Yan trembled all over, raised her head in disbelief, and said with difficulty, Master... Master?

Xiu Yan, I just tell you, if you continue like this— Elder Xiu turned to look at her in the wheelchair, his eyes were extremely sharp and cold, I'm going to bring Xiu Yu back.