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Teng Xien swallowed his throat: "Who is the Fu Dong you said just now?" ”

Lawyer Liu smiled: "Mr. Fu is the director of SY Design Institute and our investor. ”

SY Design Office?

Teng Xien has been studying in the United States for all these years, and only came back last year, and he didn't know that there was such a design institute in the city. She secretly jotted down the name, intending to go back and look it up on the Internet.

"Then Lao Wang's salary, as well as his son's surgery fee, are they all helped by this Fu Dong?"

Lawyer Liu nodded, looked at Teng Xien, and said with a smile: "You should really thank Fu Dong." If it weren't for him and Lao Wang's matter, our company would not have come forward to solve it. You and I both know that even if this case goes to court, you will be the one who loses. ”

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After sending Lao Wang back to the hospital, Teng Xien bought some milk and went in to visit the child, and when she saw that the child's condition was temporarily stable, she took a taxi back to the unit.

The mood is not very good, and I always feel that I owe a lot of favors and an apology.

As soon as she arrived at the office, she immediately searched the Internet for information about SY Design Institute.

The encyclopedia says that SY was founded five years ago and is mainly engaged in architectural design, but it has a number of large construction companies and decoration companies. Its founder is still an investment freak, and almost all of the small-scale construction companies and construction companies in the city have his investment.

The founder's name is Fu Shiyu, who is a very talented Chinese designer who has participated in the design of Dubai's super skyscraper and is well-known in the architectural design circle.

"It turns out that his surname is 'Fu', which is the same as 'Fu', no wonder I recognize the wrong person." Teng Xien propped his chin, and his slender white fingers slid up and down on the trackpad of the notebook, "The name is weird and nice, I feel like a child from a Kochi family, no wonder the temperament looks so good......"

She searched with the words "Fu Shiyu", and sure enough, she found a few pictures of men being interviewed by magazines and winning awards, and when she zoomed in, it was indeed the man who was blocked by her in the men's toilet that day.

The man was wearing a ribbon-cut suit with a bit of fashion element design, holding a trophy in his hand, smiling lightly but elegantly.

He combed his back hair, his deep and three-dimensional facial features were completely exposed, a bit like a mixed race, his face was also very good-looking, resolute and exquisite, and he took a photo with the handsome European and American guys around him in the same frame, without losing at all.

What a handsome, talented and wonderful man......

Teng Xien propped his chin and looked at Fu Shiyu's photo, and some pictures suddenly flashed in his mind.

The lipstick stained on the man's white shirt, and the peach blossom eyes in the luxury car.

"Don't you have a son? Yes? Don't you have a son? These two emotional, high-decibel questions kept looping in her head.

She even viciously asked people if they had any sons yesterday, which sounded like she was cursing people for not having sons......

Oh, my God!

What the hell did she do?!

Today, Fu Dahai was so angry that he was about to explode and scold when he just came down to sign, but that man, who was tossed by her like that yesterday, was very well cultivated and didn't say a word, and asked Fu Dahai to help Lao Wang's son pay for the medical bills.

What kind of angel man is this......

She felt her cheeks and ears burn, ashamed, and a little inexplicable.

"No, no...... Can't think about it anymore. ”

Teng Xien scratched his head, forced himself to compose, grabbed the folder on the table, and looked at the contents intently.

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Before leaving work, Lao Wang called again, saying that his son's bone marrow matching had been found, and he was now contacting the donor, and if there was no accident, he could be operated on in a few days.

Teng Xien was very happy, and was about to say "congratulations" to him, but Lao Wang said that he had discussed it with his wife, and planned to thank Fu Dong for saving their whole family, and asked Teng Xien if he knew the other party's address, and the couple would come to thank him in person.

"Address?" A line of words ran out of Teng Xien's mind, "Knowing is knowing, but ......"

"Lawyer Teng, please help!"

Lao Wang on the other end of the phone didn't understand that she was stuck here because people like Fu Shiyu were not something they could see at all.

Teng Xien was embarrassed, clenched his mobile phone, and hesitated: "But I'm not sure if he wants to see us......"

Lao Wang pleaded again on the other end of the phone.

She originally felt guilty about her harassment of Fu Shiyu yesterday afternoon, and she also intended to apologize to the other party.

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Wangfu Street, where SY Design is located, is the most expensive plot of land in the city, and the people who can open companies here are all wealthy people with rich net worth.

Teng Xien received a call from Lao Wang yesterday and immediately followed the phone number on the SY website, but the appointment was not successful.

After she was rejected by SY for an appointment, she didn't give up, and went to SY's official Weibo again, originally wanting to see if she could find Fu Shiyu's own Weibo and send him a private message to make an appointment, but she saw a photo of Fu Shiyu and law firm partner Li Par from Weibo.

She cheekily went to find Li Par, only to learn that Fu Shiyu was Li Par's cousin. She was recruited by Li Par and personally led her for a period of time, which is almost half of Li Par's apprentice, so as soon as she explained her intentions, Li Par readily agreed.

Teng Xien got out of the car and looked up at the uniquely designed building in front of him.

This is a four-storey, villa-like building, but it is different from ordinary villas, what is the specific style, Teng Xien, who does not understand architecture, can't say, there are four words in his head.

The building stands elegantly in the corner of the block of Wangfu Avenue, under the high-rise buildings, quite a legacy of independence.

"Oh my God, it's beautiful! Was it designed by Fu Shiyu himself? Teng Xien muttered, carrying his briefcase up the steps.

When she went to the front desk, she gave her name, and the secretary took her to the third floor and told her to wait outside in the reception area.

She sat on the couch and surveyed her surroundings.

The third floor is open with two offices, a conference room, and the rest is the reception area.

The glass door of one of the offices was not curtained, and from Teng Sheen's point of view, the small conference table inside was facing the glass door, and a man in a light blue shirt stood at the table, his head slightly bowed, as if he was looking at a drawing.

The distance was a bit far, but Teng Xien still couldn't tell at a glance that the person was Fu Shiyu.

He was dressed casually today, his shirt rolled up slightly at the elbows, revealing his fair and strong arms. Khaki slacks with camel leather shoes look generous and comfortable. It's very different from what I saw in the men's restroom the day before yesterday. On that day, he wore an orthodox fitted trousers and a white shirt, looking elegant and noble, but today's dress looks very easy-going and kind.

It's just that......

Ten minutes later, when Teng Xien sat in front of Fu Shiyu, she realized that she had really been thinking too much just now!

Even though the man in front of her was dressed casually and casually, her cold eyes and the warning from every pore around her body were telling her that this man was not pretending to be cold that day.

The light cast from the large dark green glass on the roof smeared him, as if covering him with a warm soft color.

He sat at his desk and chair, his hands folded, and looked at her coldly, without saying a word.

Teng Xien came back to his senses, thinking of the purpose of his coming here today, pursed his lips, swallowed his throat, and tried to squeeze out a smile: "Hello Mr. Fu, I am Teng Xien, a lawyer from Guantao, do you remember me?" ”