Chapter 179

Song Fengwan lies on the bed and calls Fu Chen for more than an hour. Until Qiao Aiyun knocks on the door and urges her to turn off the light to sleep, she presses the switch and gets into the bed.

Qiao Aiyun stood at the door of her room for a while. The sound insulation effect of the room was good, and she couldn't hear the movement inside. She didn't turn away until the light from the gap of the door disappeared.

She glanced at her watch: it's almost twelve o'clock. What's she doing when she doesn't sleep?

She thinks that song Fengwan is too excited after the exam. She thinks that she is playing with her mobile phone. She doesn't think that her daughter is making a phone call secretly.

Song Feng just finished the exam, and make complaints about invigilating teachers.

Fu Chen leaned against the bed with a faint smile on his lips.

Until 12 o'clock, Song Feng coughed twice in the evening, "third brother, it's so late."

"Well."

"I seem to be too articulate."

"It's OK. I like listening to you."

Song Fengwan bit his lip, "it's late, we'd better go to sleep."

"Together?" Fu Shen raised his eyebrows, and his voice was dumb, as if grinding in her ear.

Song Fengwan's ears are slightly hot, "well, sleep."

They said they had to go to bed, but it took them more than ten minutes to hang up.

Fu Shen looked at the call time.

1：52：00

Even talk time is love you

This is the first time that they have been on the phone for such a long time, which is worthy of commemoration.

Fu Chenji seldom goes to bed so late. After hanging up the phone, he is no longer sleepy. After nearly two hours on the phone, he is inevitably thirsty. He goes downstairs to pour some warm water. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of the snow outside the window

When he came to the window, the light of the street lamp was warm and yellow, and the snow flakes were like salt crumbs, which were rolled up like waves by the cold wind.

South of Yuncheng, it doesn't snow much. It melts into the ground, and it has a unique aesthetic feeling.

As he was about to return to his room, he heard the sound of door closing coming from upstairs, followed by the sound of creeping downstairs. He was clearly restraining his strength for fear of being found.

He squinted and caught a glimpse of a dark figure. He could guess who it was according to his figure.

Fu Chen didn't turn on the light. He was hiding in the dark. He rubbed the water cup in his hand and watched him touch the door gently. He was about to open the door without changing his shoes.

"What are you doing in the middle of the night?"

Fu Yu Xiu's fingers just touched the door handle, and he was scared to death when he heard a deep voice coming from behind.

My legs were so weak that I almost knelt down.

Fu Chen turns on the floor lamp, and his figure is illuminated instantly.

"Three... Three uncles?" Fu Yu Xiu turned around stiffly, his voice trembled, his lips trembled, and he was scared white.

It's really amazing. His third uncle is in the middle of the night. Why don't he go to bed! It's more than one o'clock in the morning. He's alone in the living room. Why doesn't he turn on the light?

"Why are you out so late?" Fu Chen didn't expect Fu Yuxiu to be so obsessed.

He was a thief in the middle of the night for the sake of Jiang Fengya.

"It's nothing..." his voice is weak and weak. At the moment, his heart is still beating in disorder, and his soul is about to be scared away.

"Since it's nothing, I'll go back to sleep. I thought you were going out to see who?"

"No, who can I see so late?" Fu Yuxiu really wants to cry.

In his last life, he owed the third uncle of his family. In this life, he abused him so much.

Fu Shen drank slowly and looked at him quietly.

The eyes seem to see through everything, he hated the teeth, can only roll back to the room.

Fu Shen shook his head helplessly.

He couldn't understand why Fu Yuxiu was fascinated by Jiang Fengya.

In fact, Fu Yuxiu's character is not like that of the Fu family. He has been living in a greenhouse. Naturally, he doesn't know that the world is dangerous. With such a strong mother, his life is too smooth and lacks discipline.

If you leave home, maybe you can't support yourself, and you want to be someone else's savior?

Fu Chen just laughed. It's ridiculous. If he is so stubborn, he will have to fall back sooner or later.

Jiang Fengya has a deep mind. If song Jingren is defeated completely, she is bound to find a new backing. Fu Yuxiu is the best choice. At that time, she will be afraid of another storm

After drinking the rest of the warm water, Fu Chen turned and went upstairs.

**

In the next few days, everyone was very busy except song Fengwan.

After Qiao Aiyun's press conference, the yutangchun fake sale incident was clarified. The police intervened to report the progress of the case. It was indeed planted. The family, except the minor child, had been detained.

But the police still can't find the evidence of song Jingren's participation. The dialogue at the press conference and the prisoner's testimony alone are not enough to identify him as the mastermind.

After this incident, yutangchun was put into public view again.

It's a century old shop. It's hand carved. The shape of jade is unique and vivid. It's completely different from that of machine processed and polished. It's the new year's Eve. Many people go to buy jade, and the business orders are several times more than usual.

Unable to take care of the business, Qiao Xiyan had to go back to Wu Su's main store to help with the cooking, while Qiao Wangbei stayed to help Qiao Aiyun fight a divorce lawsuit.

Song Jingren has a hard time here.

That day, Joe Wangbei drove him out of the house. He only wore thin pajamas, and his old injury was not healed. He beat him severely, and his body was almost unconscious.

He had a cold and fever that night, which almost killed him.

Thanks to Jiang Fengya's clothes, he had to take care of him, which greatly moved song Jingren

Joe came to the north. He was afraid and couldn't find a good way to deal with him. He had a headache every day. At this time, the company had a problem.

When Secretary Zhang ran to the hospital, he was reclining on the bed for breakfast

"Mr. Song, the big deal is not good!" He pushed the door in with a loud noise.

When he was driven out of the house, Secretary Zhang left him alone. Song Jingren had already complained about him.

If you don't fire him, there are still many things that he needs to help with. At the moment, if you change the Secretary, you can't hand over the work.

He squeezed the chopsticks in his hand and glanced at Secretary Zhang

"Song Zong, finished, this time really..." Secretary Zhang's face turned white, gasped heavily, and spoke intermittently.

Song Jingren is upset recently. He can't hear this kind of bad luck. He directly raises the lunch box in front of him and throws it at him.

"Goddamn it, you've got to talk nonsense again!"

Jiang Fengya was so frightened that she stood still.

A box of porridge, all on Secretary Zhang's clothes, sticky white glutinous, scalding hot, Secretary Zhang breathing, dare not make a noise.

"Say, what's the matter again? I'll tell you, if there's nothing serious, I'll expose your skin." Song Jingren was so angry that he threw the chopsticks.

It's early in the morning, and it's bad luck.

"All the directors of the company came to the company this morning and said they would hold a board meeting."

"Nonsense. I'm still here. I have a board of directors." Song Jingren hummed coldly.

"I asked in private. It's my husband... It's Mrs. Qiao who informed me."

Song Jingren's pupil is slightly enlarged, "why should she?"

"Apart from you, she is the largest shareholder and has the right to call directors and shareholders." Secretary Zhang whispered.

"What does she want?" When it comes to the company, song Jingren can't sit still.

"I heard that she told a lot of people that you said that if you were sick and hospitalized, you couldn't take care of the company, and the company couldn't have no owner for a day, so..."

"Son of a bitch!" Song Jingren raised his hand angrily and knocked over a fruit basket at the head of the bed. "Qiao Aiyun wants to kick me out of the company while I'm away? There's no way. "

"This is my hard work for many years. Can it still fall into her hands?"

"I knew she wouldn't give up like that, bitch!"

"Dad, calm down. You worked hard for this company. It's not so easy for her to take it away." Jiang Fengya comforted him.

She is more nervous than song Jingren and her heart is pounding. She has only been a young lady for a few days. She doesn't want to be beaten back so soon.

"What's the situation now? How many people have passed? " Song Jingren kicked the quilt and got out of bed.

"It's almost over." Secretary Zhang has a timid voice.

"I usually treat these dogs very well. Now I'm going to kick me out, asshole." Song Jingren didn't even wear clothes, so he went outside.

"Dad, get dressed." Jiang Fengya's heart is beating.

I hate Qiao Aiyun.

Secretary Zhang looked down at his clothes. He had a bad feeling in his heart. He bit his teeth and caught up with him.

"What are you doing in the back, you don't have to drive downstairs first." Song Jingren glanced at Secretary Zhang, "it's not enough to succeed, it's more than enough to fail."

At the previous press conference, if he hadn't turned off his mobile phone and been intimidated by Qiao Aiyun, things wouldn't have become like this.

It's so stupid.

Secretary Zhang gritted his teeth and ran down the stairs first.

**

Fu family in Yuncheng

Fu Yuxiu is going crazy these days. It's time for the new year. There are no courses in the school. He almost doesn't have to go to school. Many of his classmates travel together. He is still trapped at home.

Fu chenpian didn't go out all day.

The task sun Qionghua gave him was to serve Fu Chen well.

Serve?

It's just that Fu Chen is a slave.

Fu Chen didn't go out. He couldn't even step out the gate. He copied Buddhist scriptures, so he was asked to study ink and turn the pages on the side. It was a very difficult life.

"Third Master..." Shifang knocked on the door, as if he had something to say.

"Yu Xiu, go out first." Fu Shen lowered his head to copy the Sutra, but did not lift his head.

Fu Yuxiu is relieved. Damn, it's almost suffocating to stay with him.

Get up at six o'clock, take a walk, drink tea, copy scriptures, watch the news broadcast. Is this still a good life for people?

He complained with his mother. Sun Qionghua said directly, "you are just too impetuous. Follow your third uncle, temper yourself well and have a good relationship with him. It's only good for you. You can bear it."

At the moment, with Fu Chen's special pardon, he ran out with a smile.

Ten sides make sure he goes far, just close the door.

"Third Master, there's action in Qiao's house."

"Well?"

"Ms. Qiao contacted the company's shareholders last night and held a board meeting this morning. She wanted to oust song Jingren in his absence."

Fu Shen glanced at the Buddhist scriptures on one side of his eyes and concentrated on copying them.

"Song Jingren has started from the hospital and rushed to the company. He has a great influence in the company. I think it's very difficult for Ms. Qiao to get rid of him."

According to the objective analysis of the ten parties, no one in the Qiao family is expected to do business, and the company was founded by song Jingren. It is not easy to shake him.

"Although the majority shareholders and directors have gone, I think it is still very difficult."

"Qiao Wangbei has passed. I think it's probably his idea. Now it's not the best policy to rob the company. Do you think Mr. Qiao is too impulsive?"

Even if the company really falls into their hands, it will not be able to operate.

Song Jingren is too powerful and has a great reputation in the company. The people who follow him are the mainstays of the company. If he leaves, he will take away a large number of backbones. If he takes back such a company, he can only wait to die.

"You look down on Mr. Joe. Do you really think he's interested in the company?" Fu Chenji wrote.

"What do you mean by that?"

"You wait to see it. I have already said that..." Fu Chen picked up the Buddhist Scripture he had just copied and looked at it carefully. "Qiao family, it's definitely underestimated by everyone."

"It's not easy for father and son."

Ten sides pick eyebrows, not a word.

"He obviously wants to kill song Jingren completely."

At present, the situation of ten sides is completely unclear, and they can only nod their heads. It's rare for the third master to praise others. Naturally, he can't be wrong when he looks at people.

"Third Master, since Qiao's father and son are so powerful, isn't it more difficult for you to marry Miss Song in the future?"

Fu Shen shook his fingertips and looked at him coldly.

"Too much talk, get out of here!"

The ten sides of the tongue.

He just said the truth, how can he still be angry.