Chapter 7: It's not my turn to warm the bed

Su Wanxin was ready to rush in with a dead face, but she didn't expect to hear such a sentence, and her mood suddenly recovered a lot.

Smoothly went upstairs and came to the outside of Fu Shihan's office.

Su Wanxin hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to knock on the door. Hearing the response from inside the house, push the door and go in.

The spacious, cold office hasn't changed as much as it did a few years ago.

Su Wanxin looked at the man in front of the desk, he was looking down at the papers, with gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his tall nose, and his handsome side face revealed an unapproachable indifference.

Su Wanxin stared at him cautiously and greedily until he picked up the pen and signed the document and slowly looked up.

Almost instantly, the hot emotion in Su Wan's heart disappeared, and he became detached and indifferent.

"Looking for me?"

Fu Shihan saw that she had always planned to be a transparent person, so he asked in a cold voice.

Su Wanxin was stunned for a moment and spoke: "Mr. Fu, please...... Let me meet him. ā€

Fu Shihan's gaze swept over her, and finally fixed on her face.

A few scratches were so obvious that he couldn't ignore them.

"That's the bitter ploy you're going to use today?"

Su Wanxin's face was still hot and painful, and she naturally understood what he meant.

With a slight smile, she denied it: "I was scratched by a wild cat on the road, which made Mr. Fu smile." ā€

Fu Shihan's eyes flashed.

"With your strength, even if you don't come back here, you can still get a good salary. You know that once you show up, I won't let you go. ā€

Fu Shihan looked at her and asked in a soft voice.

"Even if that's the case, you still want to go back to the company? 60% of the equity and life, you should be able to distinguish which is more important. ā€

"Maybe Mr. Fu will have objections to my choice, but I know very well that money is more important than life."

Fu Shi smiled coldly and nodded thoughtfully. "So what are you going to ask me for?"

Su Wanxin: "...... What does Mr. Fu want me to do. ā€

"What do you mean by that, no matter what I ask you to do, you'll nod your head and say yes?"

"I don't have much value as a person, there are so many beauties around Mr. Fu, so it is naturally not my turn to warm the bed. As for the rest, it's just running errands and working hard to make money, of course I agreed. ā€

"Are you so sure it won't be your turn?"

Fu Shihan didn't plan to take the hat that Su Wanxin gave him.

His gaze moved inch by inch over her, looking up and down the person in front of him.

Especially some important parts, she looked at them carefully, as if she had no clothes on her.

Su Wanxin gritted her teeth, and no matter how much she insisted, her ears were still red.

Fu Shihan looked at it enough, then slowly retracted his gaze and unexpectedly changed the topic.

"There is a project in South China, and ST wants to grab it. If nothing else, the representative of their company has already arrived downstairs, and I want you to come forward to take care of it. ā€

ā€œS… T? Su Juan thought of Shen Xiaochen who she met downstairs, and she didn't know whether to cry or laugh. Mr. Fu, this is not appropriate, right? ā€

"Why?"

"Yu Qing, Miss Shen is your unmarried wife. I hadn't been exposed to this project before. If something went wrong, it was the face of the Fu Group that was lost. ā€

Su Wanxin also couldn't figure it out, Fu Shihan was a person who was going to marry Shen Xiaochen, how could he still be so virtuous?

Even if he didn't finish speaking, Su Wanxin still understood what he meant.

He doesn't plan to let go of the project in South China, and ST can't even if he wants to play the emotional card.

He's like that, no one wants to snatch meat from his mouth to eat, unless it's meat that he doesn't want.