In Beijing, in a villa in the city center.

The tall man is wearing a tie in front of the mirror.

The black tie was wrapped twice between his slender fingers, and it had become the most regular appearance.

He looked up at the mirror.

The man's hair in the mirror was combed straight, and his cold white skin seemed to glow with a touch of coldness under the light.

The pupils, which were so black that he couldn't see any other colors, were perfect for inheriting his parents.

Looking closely, he looks five points similar to Fu Qiran.

This man is Fu Qiran and Ruan Jiaojiao's son-Fu Airuan.

Now he has taken over the Fu Group, expanded his business overseas, and has become the richest man in China.

According to the current development of the Fu Group, in less than two years, he will become the richest man in the world.

And this year, he is only twenty-five years old.

But now it is the seventh year that he has taken over the Fu Group.

Fu Airuan looked at himself in the mirror, there was not the slightest wave on his face, he seemed to have never smiled.

He didn't care about any of that, and at a very young age, he knew that his fate had been properly arranged.

He walked on a smooth road without any obstacles.

Becoming the richest man was expected, and as with his life, everything was expected.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Fu Airuan left the villa.

At half past eight, I arrived downstairs at the Fu Group.

Today, the Fu Group is no longer a building with only 20 floors as it used to be.

Today, the building is 99 floors.

And his office is on the 99th floor.

Looking down from above, he could only see the drifting white clouds, as if he were on the top of the clouds.

At 8:45, Fu Airuan arrived at the office.

It's the time he arrives at the office every day, and it hasn't changed since seven years ago.

At nine o'clock, there was a knock on the office door.

It's Wang Yimo.

"Mr. Fu." Wang Yimo is still the same, and the years don't seem to have left any traces on him.

Fu Airuan nodded lightly, "What's the matter with Assistant Wang?" ”

"I'm here to resign from you." Wang Yimo lifted his glasses, "Now that the Fu family is developing steadily, Lingling and I want to go on a honeymoon." ”

Fu Airuan frowned.

Since he took office, it has always been Wang Yimo who has handled him.

He basically didn't have to worry about anything, and this sudden resignation made him purse his lips.

However, without waiting for him to ask more, Wang Yimo spoke: "The new assistant will come to report at ten o'clock, and I will leave first." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he quickly left.

Fu Airuan frowned, did he not go to keep people.

Time passed little by little, and it was ten o'clock in a blink of an eye.

At ten o'clock, there was a knock on the office door.

"Come in." Fu Airuan said in a deep voice.

The door was slowly pushed open, and the first thing that caught Fu Airuan's eyes was a pair of straight and white legs.

Then came the T who was covered by the T skirt.

Further up, there is a beautiful figure and a bright face.

The peach blossom eyes with amorous attributes are sparkling, and between a smile and a smile, they are all amorous.

Such a person should not be in the office but in bed. Above. Fu Airuan came up with such an idea inexplicably.

And such an idea is a kind of deviance for him.

Reason told him that he couldn't think so, but the blood rushing through his body suddenly boiled.

It was as if a small stone suddenly smashed into his life, which was as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

Ripples in circles, lingering for a long time.