Jian Xia Zhi was quite puzzled by Fu Chengshen's personal delivery of food, after all, he was still busy with something in the company a few days ago, but now he is leisurely.

She wouldn't be narcissistic to think that Fu Chengshen did this because she cared about her situation at this time.

The work status is different on weekdays, Jian Xia Zhi has lived in the office for a few days, and the clothes on her body are all those sets, especially now, because she has curled up on the sofa, some of them are loosely piled on her body.

The hair is also slightly fluffy, and it has long lost its original hairstyle, and the corners of the eyes are red and the undereyes are blue after staying up all night.

Because of the appeasement of female artists, her throat was about to smoke, and her voice was hoarse like a cracked silk.

On the other hand, Fu Chengshen in front of him, a khaki knee-length windbreaker outside the casual suit, a tie of the same color and a dark blue Burberry starry sky cuffs made him a little more ascetic and rigorous, and his whole body was an aura buff that Jian Xia Zhi did not have.

With such a stark contrast, Jian Xia Zhi was inexplicably a little embarrassed.

People always love face, especially when facing a scumbag like Fu Chengshen, Jian Xia Zhi cares more.

"Are you still going to live in the office tonight?" Fu Chengshen asked in a short silence: "Look at what your office has become!" ”

The atmosphere in Jian Xia Zhi's office is a little subtle, there are trash cans filled with paper towels next to her sofa, and on the table are some macaron pastries that Jian Xia Zhi opened when she appeased female artists before, and there is a cold coffee cup next to it.

The scene in this office is so 'weird', at first glance, you really can't blame Fu Chengshen for putting Jian Xia Zhi in the right seat.

After Jian Xia Zhi explained one by one, Fu Chengshen's bladed eyebrows raised: "The tastes of your female artists are really strange. ”

"Yes, when I'm in a bad mood, I like to eat macarons with black coffee." Jian Xia Zhi complained about her own artists, and avoided the topic of where to live tonight.

She opened the insulated lunch box casually, looked at the neatly stacked fried buns, and the golden shrimp dumplings, and immediately swallowed her saliva.

"Fu Shao, do you want to eat some too." Before Jian Xia Zhi spoke, she didn't forget to ask Fu Chengshen, after all, the dignified president personally sent her a meal at night, and she always had to show some sincerity.

Fu Cheng shook his head deeply, still in an indifferent and indifferent tone: "I have eaten at home." ”

"Oh, then you're welcome." Jian Xia Zhi also took care of Fu Chengshen again, she was really hungry, and she didn't mind maintaining a good image in front of Fu Chengshen at all, so she ate it happily.

When she had eaten and drunk her fill, she sat back in the boss's chair covered with flannel cushions, and every organ in her body was extra satiated.

"When you're full, let's go, I'll drive you home." After Fu Chengshen finished speaking, he got up and left.

Jian Xia Zhi was so shocked that she almost fell off the chair: "I didn't say I was going home tonight, did I?" ”

"Grandpa said, there is your package sent back, and he will help you sign for it."

Fu Chengshen's long legs stepped away, walked to the door of the office, and said to Jian Xia Zhi when he opened the door: "I want to help you bring it over, but grandpa refused, I don't know what it is, it's quite mysterious." ”

Parcel?

Jian Xia Zhi has been tossed by his artists recently, and he really didn't think about it for a while: "Could it be something I bought online, I bought a pair of flannel dance clothes for Xiao Chenchen before." ”

"I don't know, I don't see it." Fu Chengshen looked sideways at Jian Xia Zhi and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you going or not?" ”

Jian Xia Zhi was worried that Ye Sangyan would have any operations, and hesitated how to refuse Fu Chengshen's suggestion to go home, but the alarm suddenly sounded in her brain, and she reacted in hindsight what the package her grandfather received!

DNA test results!!

Jian Xia Zhi originally only asked for the electronic report to be sent to the mailbox, but the person in charge of the hospital told him that Jian Xia Zhi's ID card must be presented, and the electronic version of the report will be sent to the mailbox in accordance with the requirements of the rules and regulations.

The samples mailed to the hospital for examination are the hair of Xiaobai and Fu Chengshen, and the letters AB are pasted on the corresponding hair specimen bag so as not to leak privacy.

As for Jian Xiazhi, she can be regarded as half a public figure, she naturally can't reveal her identity, so she simply took Xiaozhu's information and filled it in, but it showed that the email address did not match the person with the certificate, and after some tossing, Jian Xiazhi finally had to ask the other party to mail a paper report.

She also made a point of emphasizing that the report should be mailed together with the stomach medicine and stomach warmers purchased by the hospital, in an attempt to disguise the real purpose with a blindfold.

If it weren't for the fact that she has been busy recently, Jian Xia Zhi would not have forgotten such an important matter.

When she hurriedly packed her briefcase, she followed Fu Chengshen out of the office. So much so that after getting in the car, I remembered to send a WeChat message to my assistant Xiaozhu, but if there is any news about the artists under it, we must notify her as soon as possible.

"You don't want eyes? The reading lights in the car are not turned on, what a mobile phone! Fu Chengshen was most disgusted with Jian Xia Zhi looking at his phone in the dark car.

Jian Xia Zhi helplessly darkened the phone screen: "Fu Shao, I just said hello to my assistant Xiaozhu, and people are still working overtime." ”

"That's because you're going to be paid overtime." Fu Chengshen has a clear understanding of Jian Xia Zhi's working environment.

Since he inadvertently bumped into the upper echelons of the company last time and reprimanded Jian Xia Zhi, he found time for Gu Feng to check Jian Xia Zhi's current work situation.

For the public relations team, assistants and other personnel under Jian Xia Zhi, in addition to the benefits and salaries issued by the company, Jian Xia Zhi will also give these colleagues a separate allowance, which is called a group bonus.

Recently, there has been a crisis of public opinion, and the artists have had accidents one after another, and these colleagues of Jian Xiazhi's partner have worked overtime without regrets, in addition to looking at the premise of love, they also pay attention to Jian Xiazhi's generosity, and will not let them work overtime in vain.

Even though the upper echelons of the entertainment company deducted Jian Xiazhi's salary and bonus and punished her slightly, she did not deduct these colleagues under her command.

"There is naturally a subsidy for overtime, doesn't Fu have such a provision?" Jian Xia Zhi pretended not to understand, but subconsciously avoided Fu Cheng's deep gaze.

Because the reading light on the roof of the carriage was turned on by Fu Chengshen, Jian Xia Zhi could clearly see Fu Chengshen's every move through the reflection on the passenger window, and even saw subtle changes in his eyes because the distance was too close.

"Fu's rules are open and transparent, and the aftermath of overtime work caused by mistakes will be deducted from money and bonuses." Fu Chengshen's height advantage is very obvious, even if he sits in the car, he will give people prestige.

Jian Xia Zhi felt that Fu Cheng's eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of ice, which made her tremble for no reason: "What do you mean by this." ”

"You understand what I mean." Fu Cheng's deep thin lips pursed slightly, and a faint white light reflected in his dark eyes.

The two of them seemed to be reading some tongue twister, but anyone who heard it would think that this was two awkward little couples abusing a single dog.

Jian Xia Zhi snorted and stopped talking, she didn't have the energy to worry about these things with Fu Chengshen anymore. She was physically and mentally exhausted, not only because of the continuity of the signed artist who was targeted by Ye Sangyan, but also because of the DNA report.

One result can explain whether Xiaobai is Fu Xinbai or not!

So, Jian Xia Zhi obediently chose to shut up.

But her silence undoubtedly made Fu Chengshen misunderstand.

"Know you're at fault?" Fu Chengshen asked indifferently and drove the car intently.

As a result, he waited for a while and didn't hear Jian Xia Zhi's response, which undoubtedly surprised him, turned his head and glanced at the co-pilot, and the corners of his mouth suddenly rose.

Jane Xia Zhi, Jane Xia Zhi, do you have narcolepsy?

Why do you sleep so fast every time I drive, even if the posture is so awkward, you can still sleep so sweetly.

The sharpness between Fu Cheng's deep eyebrows and eyes was a little less, and his heart was mixed with uncertain emotions.

He knew that Jian Xia Zhi had been in trouble recently, but he didn't have much experience to investigate.

Because a patent application for Fu's main renewable resource material hit a bottleneck last week. The shareholders are still unaware, but according to Gu Feng's investigation, the information involved in the patent application was leaked at this time.

If this conclusion is true, it means that the staff who have been involved in this patent research and development team have problems and are likely to betray Fu.

Fu Chengshen and the leaders of the core R&D project team must re-investigate the participating scientific researchers.

He also squeezed out time to bring dinner to Jian Xia Zhi, and these days he brought part of his work home to deal with it, not delaying his work, but also continuing to maintain parent-child interaction with Xiao Chenchen, so as not to let the relaxed father-son relationship stagnate again.

After the car arrived at Fu's villa, Xiao Chenchen was thinking about Jian Xia Zhi, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and almost rushed to the side of the car, but when the co-pilot's door opened, Xiao Chenchen's eyes instantly dimmed a little, and the expression on his face changed from expectation to distress.

"Mommy looks a lot haggard." Xiao Chenchen lowered his voice and muttered to himself.

Fu Chengshen's gaze crossed the sleeping Jian Xia Zhi and fell on Xiao Chenchen's body, and his cold and indifferent tone was much more difficult and soft: "She's just too tired, and when she rests, she will naturally recover." ”

"I hope so." Xiao Chenchen tilted his head and looked at Fu Chengshen: "You deliberately parked the car outside the living room, right?" It's cold at night, you can help me carry Mommy to the upstairs bedroom to rest. ”

Xiao Chenchen really wished that he was not a six-year-old child, otherwise he would not have asked Fu Chengshen for help.

"Okay." Fu Chengshen agreed, and then bent down and hugged the sleeping Jian Xia Zhi to the living room, and was about to go upstairs, but he noticed that the hem of the windbreaker was gently pulled by Xiao Chenchen.

Fu Chengshen turned his head and glanced at it, asking Xiao Chenchen why.

"Fu Shao, the problem my mommy encountered is not only her artists." Xiao Chenchen wanted to speak and stopped, although he was young, he had also been in contact with the entertainment industry very early, and he knew that Jian Xiazhi's situation in this company was not as good as before.

"Do you want me to help her out of this predicament?" Fu Chengshen naturally guessed Xiao Chenchen's thoughts.

"Fu Shao, are you willing to help?" Xiao Chenchen knew that Fu Chengshen and their mother and son were only in a cooperative relationship, if he hadn't seen Mommy for a few days in a row, he wouldn't have begged Fu Chengshen for help.

"I'm willing to help, but your mommy may not appreciate it." Fu Chengshen looked around the living room: "Come up and talk, don't let your grandparents hear it." ”

Only then did Xiao Chenchen let go of the corner of Fu Chengshen's clothes and followed up to the second floor.