The second day was the opening day of the Platinum Life project. Fu Qingquan's right-hand man, Secretary Song, came to visit him, which didn't seem to be a good sign.

"Secretary Song, is there something wrong?" Fu Huaian walked to the sofa and motioned for Secretary Song to sit down. "You may be seated..."

"It's okay, Mr. Fu." Secretary Song is his always kind self. "The leader wanted me to follow up on the Platinum Life project. According to the contract, the Chu family's second money should have been transferred by now. The leadership sent me here to make sure everything went according to plan.

Lu Jinnan smiled and said, "Oh... Regarding this, Secretary Song can check with me directly, you don't have to bother Mr. Fu, do you know how busy he is every day? His hands were so full that he didn't even have time for a decent meal. Unlike the chairman, who has plenty of time at hand, he can even find a daughter-in-law.

Fu Huaian did not respond. He sat on the sofa, glanced at Secretary Song, took out a cigarette, and put it to his mouth. He looked at Secretary Song in a daze and lit a cigarette.

Through the flickering flames, Fu Huai'an's unfathomable calm gaze was depressing in Secretary Song's eyes.

Although Fu Tianci is the biological son of Old Man Fu, in the eyes of Secretary Song, Fu Huaian is more like a member of the family and a true blue descendant of the Fu family. Fu Huai'an's shrewdness and high-pressure methods even surpassed that of the young Old Man Fu.

Secretary Song could feel the sarcasm hidden behind Lu Jinnan's words. He didn't want to offend Lu Jinnan and Fu Huai'an, and said with a smile: "I'm just a salaried employee who wants to obey orders, and the chairman wants me to check the progress, so even if I know that Mr. Fu is busy, I have no choice but to disturb him......"

"Tell the chairman not to worry..."Fu Huaian said in a deep voice.

Secretary Song nodded and took out an invitation card from his suit pocket. He respectfully handed the invitation to Fu Huai'an. "Mr. Fu, this is an invitation letter for Young Master Fu and the daughter of the Pengcheng Mu family to get engaged. Hopefully..."

Before Secretary Song could finish this sentence, Fu Huaian threw the lighter on the coffee table, and the crisp plopping sound made Secretary Song sit up and notice.

Fu Huai'an spit out white smoke and said calmly: "Secretary Song, you should know that Fu Tianci is a nail in the flesh in the eyes of Old Madam Fu. Do you think it's appropriate to give me an invitation?

He was implying that Fu Tianci's engagement was too high-profile and seemed to have no respect for Mrs. Fu.

Fu Qingquan decided that Fu Tianci was engaged to the daughter of the Pengcheng Mu family, what was he doing in his heart. This was to help his son pave the way for the future inheritance of the family's wealth.

Old Lady Fu has as many connections as Fu Qingquan in Haicheng.

Old Mrs. Fu was shrewd and capable when she was young. Back then, everyone was in awe of her and Fu Qingquan. This can be seen from the impressive attendance at her birthday dinner, and it is no secret that in Haicheng, she fell out with her husband Fu Qingquan, however, many important political figures, businessmen, and celebrities still attended the event.

Secretary Song put the invitation on the coffee table and said, "Mr. Lu, I am just a secretary, and I have to obey the orders of the executive director." Please forgive me if I have offended you in any way.

"Secretary Song!" Lu Jinnan pursed his lips, sat on the armrest of the sofa, and turned his head to look at Secretary Song. "Since you claim to be just a salaried employee, why don't you become Mr. Fu's secretary? Mr. Fu can give you three times your current salary! If you would like to change any of your benefits, Mr. Fu can do his best to accommodate your request. What do you think?

"I'm a few years old, and it's best for me to stay with the chairman because Mr. Fu is young and energetic. Just like you, Mr. Luk's secretary and assistant are always busy. I'm an old bag, I don't think I can handle it! Secretary Song said while imitating the old man's movements.

"Secretary Song, you are only in your forties, and you still claim to be a bag of old bones......"

Lu Jinnan was about to continue, but Fu Huaian raised his hand and motioned for him to stop. "Secretary Song, the invitation can stay here, you can leave now."

Lu Jinnan didn't know the history behind the relationship between Secretary Song and Fu Qingquan, but Fu Huaian knew.

Secretary Song's father used to be Fu Qingquan's right-hand man. More than 30 years ago, Secretary Song's father died in a car accident. Fu Qingquan not only provided a job for Secretary Song's mother, but also funded Secretary Song's studies until graduation.

Secretary Song immediately became Fu Qingquan's secretary after graduation. Fu Qingquan sorted him out and guided him every step of the way. He has faithfully been by the chairman's side for more than twenty years, and Fu Qingquan is like a father to him.

Fu Huaian knew what Lu Jinnan was doing, but he also knew that it was not feasible.

Secretary Song nodded and said, "Of course." Mr. Fu, Mr. Lu, then I'll do it.

Watching Secretary Song leave, Lu Jinnan's smile gradually disappeared.

He tugged at his tie, sat down on the couch, took out a cigarette, and hung it to his lips. "Gotta give it to old Fudge. He actually wooed the Mu family from Pengcheng. I wonder what he promised them?

Fu Huai'an was silent. Lu Jinnan lit a cigarette and threw the lighter casually. "Old Fu, why don't you consider marrying Chu Xun as your bride? They have the Peng family as their backing, and you have to have the Chu family to help you when the time comes!

Fu Huai'an stared deeply at Lu Jinnan through the white smoke.

Lu Jinnan didn't intend to say anything. "Chu Xun came to me last night and was drunk. Her mom called, and she started crying on the phone...... If you are Chu Xun's father, wouldn't it be difficult for the guy who hurt your daughter?

"Bang bang..."

Fu Huai'an's assistant pushed open the door and stood there. "Sir, the secretary of the chairman of Chu's Group called. Leader Zhu is in the teahouse opposite our office, and he wants to see you for tea now.

Lu Jinnan waved his hands, "I'll tell you."

Fu Huai'an smoked a cigarette while grabbing a cigarette case lighter. He put on his blazer, adjusted his collar, and said calmly, "Keep an eye on the sales department tomorrow to make sure everything is in the mood." Let Tang Zheng, Bai Jinyu, and Lao Gu come over early tonight, and I'll introduce someone to them.

Fu Huai'an was ready for Lin Nuan last night, and tonight he was going to officially introduce her to his friends.

He was about to continue talking when his phone rang. He looked and walked out of the room with a frown. Lu Jinnan put his hands in his trouser pockets, pursed his lips and watched Fu Huaian leave. He's worried about him...

He pondered for a moment, then extinguished the remaining half of his cigarette and ran out of the room to chase Fu Huai'an.

...

When Lin Nuan stepped into the broadcasting building this morning, she felt a little embarrassed.

She witnessed Chu Xun's sacrifice to Fu Huai'an last night, and Chu Xun was the stationmaster. It's just embarrassing.

Chu Xun usually holds a meeting every Monday morning, but today it was canceled.

According to Chu Xun's assistant, she was not feeling well today. However, rumors spread that Chu Xun was absent because she was frustrated after being shaken.

Everyone is speculating about the identity of the man who broke the Iron Lady's heart. He must be amazing!

The gossipy ones even came up with a string of names, as if they really cared about Chu Xun's happiness.

Lin Nuan and her team were in the conference room, listening to Miss Xia and other colleagues discuss the details of getting Liu Mingchen on the show.

Liu Mingchen wants to touch on a sensitive topic, and there are many things to consider.

Lin Nuan's thoughts drifted away... Maybe Chu Xun felt that he would be embarrassed to meet Lin Nuan in the office, so he decided to be absent today?

Miss Xia could see that Lin Nuan was absent-minded. She put down the pen, pressed her hand tightly on the table, and asked, "Lin Nuan, you are the one who provided us with this information, and you are also Liu Mingchen's contact." What do you think?

Lin Nuan abruptly returned to reality. She cleared her throat and said, "I thought maybe we could try to invite representatives of pharmaceutical companies to the show."

Miss Xia was taken aback by Lin Nuan's suggestion. She paused, nodded, and looked at the rest of the team. "What do the rest of you think?"

"This is not a debate show, should we have pharmaceutical representatives debating with Nobel laureates? I don't think it's appropriate. I don't quite agree with Lin Nuan's suggestion......"

"I think I understand what Lin Nuan meant. We can't just hear one side of the story. We need to clarify the issue and seek the truth. But we can't let the ratings we chase judge what's right or wrong. Someone who doesn't think so chims in.

Lin Nuan nodded in agreement.

Another colleague said: "There was a recent film about cancer patients having difficulty getting medicines. This topic is the general trend of the moment, so seize the opportunity to interview Liu Mingchen. As a Nobel laureate, if he can go on the show to comment on this topic of controversy and debate with pharmaceutical companies, I think it will definitely help drive up our ratings......"

They spent the remainder of the meeting discussing whether pharmaceutical representatives should be invited to participate in the program. At one point, things got so intense that they almost fought. Miss Xia had no choice but to end the meeting.

...

Bai Xiaonian and her morning news team were in a meeting in the next room. Since both programs were under Miss Xia's hands, the morning press conference had to be hosted by Miss Xia's assistant Yang Yuze.

As the teams of the two sessions poured out of the conference room at the same time, Bai Xiaonian looked at Lin Nuan and said, "The sound of your meeting is really intense, the sound is too loud, we can hear the commotion in the conference room." We thought a battle was going to break out, and we were about to bet on how long it would last!