Fu Yancheng looked around, took the disposable paper cup prepared on the side and took the water.

Xu Luo looked at this man, how to say it, he felt that the other party was not a good match with this kind of wholesale cheap paper cup.

His hand seemed to be used to hold the goblet and serve the wine.

The space seems to be automatically divided into two areas.

Since he came in, no one else has paid attention to anyone or anything.

The two people standing in the corner also thought so, and they felt ashamed of themselves.

Fu Yancheng's movements were not hurried or slow, he was calm and calm, but he had never used this kind of paper cup, and when he held it to his mouth, there was a strange smell.

The eyebrows twisted invisibly, he didn't drink, nodded politely to the two people in front of him, said hello, and returned to the conference room with water.

The male employee next to Xu Luo touched his shoulder, a little surprised.

"Who is this, the aura is so strong, our president doesn't seem to look like this."

Xu sneered, "The president bowed his head in front of him, I don't know, I haven't seen it, go pay attention to the financial newspapers." ”

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The two complained a few more words about the leader, and then returned to their workstations.

When Fu Yancheng returned to his seat with the water in a paper cup, the rest of the people at the scene were silent.

The president of Baoke even hurriedly stood up, his face panicked. Reading Treasure Book House

"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry, the hospitality is not good, the hospitality is not good."

He gave his assistant a look, and the assistant hurriedly went to get the glass that had been specially disinfected several times, and brought water to Fu Yancheng.

But Fu Yancheng didn't take a sip, just listened to them continue to talk about the project.

When it was over, everyone shook hands with each other.

Fu Yancheng walked in the front, followed by Qi Shen, and a group of people, accompanied by Baoke's senior executives, walked out of the building.

After getting in the car, Fu Yancheng still didn't speak.

It was Qi Shen who was driving in front, Qi Shen quietly glanced at his president through the rearview mirror, I don't know why, I always felt that the president's aura today was not right.

I can't say what's wrong, it's weird.

But Fu Yancheng just looked at the document on his knee like before, and there was no expression on his face, and he seemed to be correcting it very seriously.

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After Sheng Mian returned to the rose garden, he had just rested at home for a while, and he received a call from the partner who had previously refunded the order, and the order continued.

She breathed a sigh of relief and raised her hand to rub her eyebrows.

Thinking of the injury on Fu Yancheng's back again, for some reason, she felt that she should greet Old Man Fu.

Although she understands that Old Man Fu wants to hug his great-grandson, but before she has investigated the truth of the matter, it is really hurtful to use family law like this.

What's more, she understands very well that the reason why Fu Yancheng is willing to tolerate this marriage is nothing more than taking care of the old man's body.

Before seven o'clock in the evening, Sheng Mian just wanted to call the old man, but waited for a call from Aunt Liu, saying that the old man had sent a bunch of gifts to Shanxiao.

Sheng Mian thought of Fu Yancheng's injury, and instantly understood that this was the old man's change of method to compensate her.

Some couldn't laugh or cry.

hung up Aunt Liu's phone, but now she has no intention of calling Old Man Fu.

After all, this matter is in the old man's place, and it has already been calculated, and the old man is so keen, as long as she brings it to this topic, she will guess that she knows about it, and she is afraid that it will be more complicated at that time.

If you make up your mind to reveal your identity, it's fine, but now that you have decided to hide it, you have to think about whether the old man answered the phone call, whether he wanted to call the two of them over for a small meeting, and then there would be no way to hide it, and the consequences would be even more serious.

Sheng Mian turned on the computer and checked the Internet, wanting to know what ointment works best to remove scars now.

Thinking of those criss-crossing traces, I feel a little guilty after all.

She placed an order for an ointment and asked the same city courier to deliver it to the hotel where Fu Yancheng was staying.

Fu Yancheng heard a knock on the door of the room, and thought it was Qi Shen, but when he opened it, he found that there was a lobby manager standing outside.

"Mr. Fu, a courier just sent this."

There were orders on the packaging bags of the express delivery, and Fu Yancheng took the bag and closed the door.

Just as I wanted to see the name on the delivery list, there was another knock on the door.

He thought it was the lobby manager who had something to say, so he opened it and took a look, but there was a weak-looking woman standing outside, looking at him pitifully at the moment.

"Mr. Fu."

Sheng Weiyuan's cheeks were flushed, and he wore a thin dress.