Chapter 143: For My Sake, Can You Spare Cheng Hao?
"Speaking of which, I didn't think about it yesterday, I didn't expect that there would be so many reporters guarding there, and the six bodyguards who follow Mr. Fu every day are not enough......"
Luo Quan continued to explain, and Qiao Duan suddenly interrupted: "I understand, Assistant Luo, you don't need to say it anymore." β
That's ...... I see?
Luo Quan was slightly stunned, stopped her voice, and glanced at Qiao Duan, for fear that she would turn around and ask Fu Jingchao again: "Miss Qiao, do you want me to swear?" β
"Assistant Luo, I really don't need to, I believe you."
Luo Quan is still a little skeptical, doesn't this woman have to get to the bottom of it once she gets jealous? Why did he say three or two sentences, she believed the big boss, this is not scientific.
Qiao Duan asked this question, not to be jealous, she was thinking that if Fu Jingchao really had something to do with Guan Huan, she could give it up, it seemed that she was thinking too simply, judging from the number of times he pestered her this morning, he was afraid that there would be some time before the agreement was terminated.
Her luggage was in the hotel that Qi Shuang had booked for her. Luo Quan drove over at this address.
She arrived at the World Grand Hotel not long after she arrived at the hotel yesterday, and her luggage had not had time to be opened.
Luo Quan stretched out his hand and said, "Miss Qiao, I'll help you." β
"No, you don't." Qiao Du wanted to push herself, he was Fu Jingchao's assistant, and he had no obligation to help her.
"Miss Qiao, I'll do it anyway." Luo Quan seemed very insistent: "I'm a big man, and I look very ungraceful." β
Qiao Dui: "......"
She didn't expect Luo Quan to be so good, so she couldn't help but smile and pushed the suitcase to him: "Okay, then I'm welcome." β
Luo Quan was wearing a valuable handmade suit, and he looked very neat when he pushed up his luggage, Qiao Du looked at him and asked him, "How long have you been with Fu Jingchao?" β
"Twelve years." Luo Quan easily lifted her twenty-eight-inch oversized suitcase and put it in the trunk, doing such a heavy job without panting.
Qiao Duan looked at him like this, and he was also like a practitioner: "You knew Fu Jingchao when he was a soldier?" β
"Yes." Luo Quan clapped his hands, he did not deny this: "I have known Mr. Fu since I was in the army, Mr. Fu was a good seedling at that time, and he was the first in every assessment. At that time, everyone in the entire military region obeyed him, and he was also recognized by everyone as a candidate for the future chief. β
"And then? Why did he suddenly leave the army later? Qiao Du was a little fascinated when she heard it, she could imagine that picture, in the big refining furnace of the army, if you want to excel and convince people, you can't just rely on the background, you have to have a real military mind and talent.
"This ......" Luo Quan looked dazed: "Seriously, I don't know." I only remember that when we went out on a mission, Mr. Fu was seriously injured, and when he came back, he lay down for more than a month, and then he received his application from above. The above naturally disagreed, but he insisted very much, and the status of the Fu family was placed in the imperial capital, so in the end, the boss had to reluctantly approve it. β
Qiao Duan had observed Luo Quan, and this passage did not seem to be pretended. In other words, Luo Quan really didn't know why Fu Jingchao retired from the army.
Fu Jingchao has a cold and hard personality, not like a character who likes to share his heart with others, even if she has been with him for so long, she mentioned his experience as a soldier once, and he changed the topic with a look of reluctance to talk more.
"He was a soldier, and suddenly became a businessman, how could he be as successful as he is today?" As soon as Qiao Duan talked about Fu Jingchao, all the questions that had been accumulated in his heart in the past came up one by one.
"This ...... That's a long story. Luo Quan touched his head, "Let's put it simply, maybe everyone's inherent impression is that those who are soldiers can only be martial arts and not literate, but Miss Qiao, you should have seen the computers in Fu Chengrui's study, that little guy is the same as his father, and he has a great mind since he was a child." Don't look at Mr. Fu, who was only twenty-two years old when he retired from the army ten years ago, in fact, he was admitted to the most famous military university in China as early as his teens, and you know how smart he is for this alone. Doing business was very difficult for him at first, but then he read a lot of books and handled the interpersonal relationship very well, and often some difficult customers were basically willing to give us a chance as long as they had contact with him. After a long time, the credibility has been accumulated, and the business has become bigger and bigger. β
How does that sound so simple?
If it is really so simple to succeed, how many business giants like Fu Jingchao are there in this world?
Qiao Du asked suspiciously: "What book did you say he reads?" Do you have a business management aspect? β
"There's business management, and there's psychology." Luo Quan was not interested in this aspect, and he didn't remember it clearly.
When Qiao Duan heard that it was psychology, she asked, "Is it the Enneagram?" β
"yes, that's what the Enneagram is."
Qiao Dui: "......"
The two books that Fu Jingchao once gave her were carried with her script when she packed her luggage, and she hasn't opened them since, it turns out that these two books are still a treasure.
Inside the car, Qiao Du opened the "Enneagram" in his hand and read it from the first page.
Before she knew it, the car arrived at the farm, and she was fascinated by the reading, but she was new to this psychology and knew little about many places.
After getting out of the car, she was so hungry that she couldn't do it, so she asked the nanny, "Is Mr. Fu down?" β
"Not yet."
"Is there anything to eat?"
"Yes." The nanny hurriedly led her in.
"Assistant Luo, let's use some together?" Qiao Du greeted Luo Quan, who was parking outside.
Luo Quan just finished answering a work call, sat in the car and waved his hand, probably because the branch had something to do temporarily, he drove away first.
Qiao Du went into the restaurant to eat.
Luo Quan opened the door, and not long after leaving the farm, the mobile phone rang, and Qiao Du told him on the phone that her charger had been forgotten at the hotel.
"It's okay, I'll go back and pick you up."
"Assistant Luo, is there an urgent matter in your company?"
"It's not a rush."
Luo Quan really drove back to pick up Qiao Dui, Qiao Dui finished the meal in two bites, ran out and got into the car.
The two came out after taking the charger, and on the way back to the farm, Luo Quan's phone rang, Qiao Duan saw that he was driving, and saw that it was Fu Jingchao's phone, and Luo Quan's mobile phone was on the car, so he kindly slid to answer it for him.
Luo Quan had actually seen whose phone it was. He deliberately didn't answer, because he was afraid that the boss would say something important.
As soon as the mobile phone was connected, Fu Jingchao's cold voice came with anger: "Assistant Luo, why did the branch send me an email to ask whether to stop the acquisition of Chenghao?" β
Before Luo Quan opened his mouth and made a sound, Fu Jingchao said sternly: "When did I say that I would stop acquiring Chenghao?" Who the hell is asking me such stupid questions? β
This series of questions was like a cold Antarctic air spreading in the carriage, and Luo Quan hurriedly spoke: "That...... Mr. Fu, I'm driving, Miss Qiao is in the car, it's inconvenient now, we'll go to the farm immediately. β
Suddenly, there was silence on the other end of the phone, and after a few seconds, a blind beep was heard.
Luo Quantou is big.
He intuitively knew that this was a bad thing, whose property was Cheng Hao, and whose dowry was left by Old Man Qiao, and it was rumored that whoever got Cheng Hao would be able to own the hottest piece of land in Licheng......
How could it be so coincidental, Qiao Duan was sitting in his car, and Mr. Fu called him.
Mr. Fu's tone is imperative to Cheng Hao, what will Qiao Du think when he hears it?
Luo Quan was sitting on pins and needles, he secretly looked at Qiao Dui, Qiao Dui's eyes looked ahead, his face was very calm, and this was what made people feel frightened.
Unless she doesn't know about Cheng Hao and that land......
Think about it.
Such a big thing, how could Old Lady Qiao not tell her.
Hey, thinking of this, Luo Quan couldn't sit still, if it weren't for Qiao Duan sitting in the car, he wouldn't have the heart to drive at all, at this time, he couldn't wait to let the car fly, and hurry up to the farm, he would flash early.
The car sped all the way into the farm.
Qiao Duan unbuckled her seat belt, took the charger in her hand and smiled politely at Luo Quan: "Thank you, Assistant Luo." β
"No...... Polite. Luo Quan said suddenly, staring at Qiao Dui's figure getting out of the car, and when he came back to his senses, Qiao Dui's figure had disappeared into the farm door.
He felt the need to hurry up and report today's events to Fu Jingchao, and changed hands to dial the phone.
The mobile phone rang twice, and the man's voice came: "Arrived?" β
"Yes, Mr. Fu, it's here." Luo Quan touched his nose and told Fu Jingchao what happened just now: "That's it, Miss Qiao didn't seem to react when she heard it, Mr. Fu, did you say she didn't know or ......?"
There was silence on the other end.
Luo Quan asked uncertainly: "Mr. Fu?" β
"Hmm." Fu Jingchao snorted coldly, his voice seemed to contain crushed ice slag: "Can you give me a wake-up call next time?" β
Obviously, you didn't pay attention to the big boss, Luo Quan secretly slandered himself, and he didn't dare to say anything in his mouth: "Yes, I was wrong." β
Farm.
Qiao Dui's suitcase was placed in the lounge on the first floor, and after she entered, she opened the suitcase and put the charger inside, and after doing this, she got up and found that the man was standing behind her at some point.
"Are you awake?" She glanced up at him and held the suitcase upright, the lever in her palm. It looks like he's about to go away.
Fu Jingchao lowered his eyes and looked at the luggage in her hand: "Where are you going?" β
"The plane in the evening is going to be filmed." Qiao Du spoke naturally and calmly.
"What time is it? I'll send you. Fu Jingchao was wearing a navy blue casual cardigan with a white tight T-shirt inside, revealing strong chest muscles, a pair of jeans on his vigorous legs, a pair of spliced sneakers on his feet, and his hands were casually inserted in his jeans pockets, revealing an elegant watch.
The sun was still good before lunch, and the sky would be overcast, and the light in the room would be dim, and his figure would be taller and harder against the blurred light.
His style of dressing today is young and fashionable, unlike his usual business dress.
Qiao Du somehow remembered the men's clothes in the closet, which looked like he had put here before, more like the clothes he had worn in his twenties.
The hand holding the lever handle tightened, she bit her lip, and a self-deprecating smile appeared in her heart, at this time, she was still thinking about this nonsense, Qiao Dui, you are really useless.
After a while, she finally found her voice and smiled: "Okay, but the company said that a car came to pick me up, if you want to send me, I have to call in advance to tell them not to run in vain." β
"What time is the plane?" He came against the light, and she could barely see the expression on his face, but could only hear his footsteps, clear and powerful, as if stepping on her heart.
It turns out that it hurts to be stepped on by someone......
It really hurts......
It hurts and I feel like I'm dying......
Qiao Du controlled his emotions and said unhurriedly: "The plane at four o'clock in the afternoon should be passed in advance, at least at half past two." She lied and deliberately brought the time forward.
"It's one thirty-seven now." Fu Jingchao raised his hand and looked at his watch, "There is about an hour to go." β
"Well, there's still some time, have you eaten?" Qiao Du really didn't know what to say, and the worse she was in front of him, the more she seemed to want to speak.
"No, what about you?"
"I've eaten it."
"Eat with me?" Fu Jingchao stretched out his arm, the distance between the two was half a meter, and his arm stopped in mid-air.
"Oh." She replied as she stepped towards him. Walked under his arm and was grabbed by him.
The wooden house seems to have been around for many years, and the light inside is even more dim, as if a heavy rain is coming.
The corridor of the wooden house had a winding and dark corridor, and above the left there was a row of wall lamps turned on by the staff, dragging a long shadow on the man, and just as she walked, she stepped on his shadow.
The trees outside were swaying in the wind, and she couldn't stop shivering when she wore little clothing.
In the next second, a warm body on her body, and a men's cardigan with body temperature fell on her body.
She looked up in a daze, only the white T-shirt inside was left on his body, which was still short-sleeved, only to see him looking at her with the light, his dark eyes were as deep as a pool, and there was a soft smile on his thin lips: "Is it still cold?" β
Actually, her suitcase was in the lounge, and she had enough clothes in her suitcase that she could have turned around and grabbed a piece of clothing to put on.
But. The men's cardigan on his body was too warm, exuding the shallow smell of tobacco of a man, and it was so long that it went all the way into his breath.
She clutched the sides of the wide corners of the man's clothes on her body, her joints were white, and there was a gentle smile on her face: "It's not cold now." β
Fu Jingchao hugged her tightly, and the two walked towards the restaurant.
In the restaurant, she sat with him, and he ate slowly.
The two sat quietly separately, like a couple who had been in a tacit understanding for many years.
Qiao Dui's eyes were fixed on the phone, and Fu Jingchao took a sip of soup and asked her, "What are you looking at?" β
"I'm doing a test on the Enneagram." Jo Twilight told him, "Test my character. β
The corners of his lips lifted: "Does this still need to be measured?" You are number three. β
Qiao Du did half of the question at this time, and didn't care about what he said, and when she finished it, she jumped out of the answer, it was really number three.
The screen reads - No. 3 achievement, pursue results, if I don't achieve, no one will love me.
Her heart shook, and it was indeed her character.
Further down, the more you look at it, the more it looks, the fear has no achievement, nothing has been accomplished.
I like to pursue goals, and if I don't have them, I will be very confused and crazy.
This character is simply a copy of her.
It turns out that the psychology he recommended is so accurate.
"How? What number are you detected? Fu Jingchao finished eating, pushed away the cutlery in his hand, leaned closer, and sprayed hot breath on her little face.
The two of them were originally seated close to each other, and he leaned over like this, Qiao Du raised his eyes to look at the interesting expression on his face, and hummed lightly, looking down to continue.
The big hand covered her phone, and her eyes followed the phone he had taken away, resting on his right hand, far away from her.
Fu Jingchao pointed to the time on his watch: "It's ten past two." Twenty minutes to go, and you don't want to say anything to me. β
Say something?
Qiao Du curled her fingers slightly, the smile on the corner of her lips deepened, and she said, "Fu Jingchao, I should say this to you." β
Let's talk about Chenghao.
Tell me about your ambition, tell me how you drew a knife in front of Cheng Hao, and on the other hand pretended to be indifferent in front of me, and how you did two sides and three swords, and your face did not change.
Fu Jingchao's eyebrows and eyes gathered a complicated color, and her calloused fingertips lifted her chin and kneaded it carefully: "I know what you're talking about, but it's another thing for you to say it." β
"Okay, since you want to hear it, then I'll say it." Qiao Duan stared at his eyes as deep as the sea: "Fu Jingchao, my grandfather asked me to bring you a message, you want to be a hero, he gave it up, he let you not have to engage in those small actions." β
Fu Jingchao listened calmly, as if listening to a very small matter, Qiao Du wanted to pull her jaw from his palm, but he clenched it tighter, forcing her to face him. "What else?"
And also?
What else does he want?
He wants that land?
Qiao Du looked at him with some astonishment, even though she had known that he was for the land, but he was so direct, which she didn't expect.
She suddenly ignored the pain in her jaw, gritted her teeth and violently tore away his hand, the man's fingers pinched her mandible with the last force, and her mandible was about to be crushed, she didn't feel any pain anymore, and stood up slightly.
Outside the window, the sky was as gloomy as night, the wind was falling with the torrential rain, and the light in the room was shining on her face. Her expression became more and more smiling: "It's not too early, if you don't send me away, you won't be able to catch the plane." β
After the words fell, she turned around and just pushed away the chair, and her slender white wrist was clasped by the man.
"Twilight." He was calling her: "Angry? β
"Nope." She denied it, as if they had been together for so long, every time he would ask this sentence "angry", knowing her mood, he pretended not to know.
She measured out that she was the No. 3 character, and he reported it early, that is, he knew her character thoroughly, but what about her, how could she have seen him clearly.
This man, who studies her as a transparent person, knows her temperament well, but he holds his own heart tightly and does not let her see it clearly.
After all, they were just an agreement in his eyes.
She didn't want to be a clown in front of him anymore......
Jotwilight ripped his hand away again and walked out of the dining room quickly, tapping on the wooden floor as she walked away.
Fu Jingchao sat in his seat for a while with his eyebrows pinched, and heard the sound of the wheels of the suitcase rolling on the floor in the corridor outside. He got up and went out.
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On the way to the airport, Qiao Du kept looking out the window at the heavy rain and traffic.
It was only two o'clock in the afternoon, and the sky was as dark as late at night.
Fu Jingchao was in the heavy rain all the way, driving slowly, and glanced at her from time to time.
He remembered that time in Liuliwan, it was also such a heavy rain, and she ran out......
But today is different, this time it is different from the last time......
He and her are like standing at the end of two ropes, invisibly exerting their strength in tug-of-war, no one wants to give up, everyone wants to persevere.
The car finally approached the airport. The steering wheel suddenly deflected in his hand, and the car stopped on the road next to it in a blink of an eye, and the vehicles following them were not satisfied with the sudden lane change and honked their horns as they passed.
Fu Jingchao turned a deaf ear, put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand reached out to her and clasped the back of her neck, stroking it for a while: "You really have nothing to tell me?" β
This farewell may take several months, and all the specific notices for the filming of that drama have long been lying in his mailbox, which clearly states that it will take nearly half a year to shoot before and after.
It also means that he and her are about to be separated for half a month.
Qiao Du turned his head to look at this face that was close at hand, but the lines were like a knife and an axe, in the end, he was young, his voice finally couldn't suppress the trembling, he looked up at him with difficulty, and finally said what was in his heart: "Can you stop, for me, let Cheng Hao go?" β
He glanced at her twice, his gaze turned to the front, and the chin of his side face curled sharply.
She grabbed his wrist and continued: "Cheng Hao is the name of my biological grandfather, and it was specially given by Old Lady Qiao to commemorate him. This has a special significance for the Qiao family, you have so many industries in your hands, why should you care about such a small company? Maybe these are just a game of commercial annexation for you, but for Old Lady Qiao, it is his guilt and compensation for my grandfather, and it is his last wish for peace of mind. β
She has been unable to fulfill the wish of the old lady Qiao to see her get married in her lifetime, Chenghao may be his old man's last wish, and she wants to do her best to protect it.
He did not speak for a long time, his expression was indifferent and cold, and he seemed indifferent.
Qiao Du suddenly felt that he was quite stupid, why was he so determined to beg him, he would stop.
Luo Quan in the car. He was so impressed with Cheng Hao on the phone, even if he found out that she was also in the car, he just hung up the phone, and when she returned to the farm, he acted in front of her as if nothing had happened.
If he cared about her, he would at least have to explain, but he didn't even explain, he had to let her say it first like a cat teasing a mouse, he would always have the initiative.
Tears poured out in an instant, silently running down her chin, and Qiao Du really felt a little overwhelmed. actually wanted him to let go of Cheng Hao in her face.
What hungry beast would be willing to let go of a piece of fat that is about to reach its mouth?
It's that she thinks too naΓ―ve.
He is a businessman who always puts his own interests first.
What is she?
It's just a bed partner in his eyes, happy and coaxing, just like coaxing a kitten and a puppy, unhappy, turning his face faster than turning a book.
Qiao Du looked at his cold side face, closed his eyes slightly, and then wiped away the tears on his face vigorously and stopped talking.
The car was back on the road and arrived at the airport a few minutes later.
The dark clouds in the sky dissipated, the rain became lighter, Qiao Dui turned white and ran out of the car with a white face, stepped on the rain on the ground, and went to get the suitcase by himself.
The suitcase was too heavy, he had put it in before, and she didn't lift it even when she moved it, and a big hand reached over and lifted the suitcase with ease.
She lowered her head and took the suitcase in silence, her small hands covered by her big hands, and the man's deep voice reached her eardrums, "Twilight, we won't discuss this matter for a while, I'll go see you later, and we'll talk about it then, huh?" β
She didn't say anything, pushed his hand away, and pulled the head of the suitcase and walked towards the airport without looking back.