Eight in the morning.

The Wankang Group headquarters located in the CBD center was in an unprecedented commotion, and even the white-collar workers who were usually busy processing documents couldn't help but whisper.

"Sister Jiang, what's going on with the company today? I was almost scared as soon as I entered the hall."

The intern girl said, raised her finger and pointed up, "Even the people above have been dispatched. Also, Mr. Fu, have he been sent out by the company?"

Because she lives in the suburbs, she used to check in at the right time. The first floor lobby where only the staff was in a hurry was unexpectedly lively today.

From O to ADD and AM, almost dispatched the entire company's management, and dozens of people were arranged in an orderly and neatly, and even the former general manager's general manager was waiting in full swing.

Those who know the inside story sigh that the emperor and the ministers are unaware of it will only surprise whether the group is coming today.

The woman being asked was Wankang's old man. After hearing this, she only shrewd her voice and said in a low voice, "Don't ask other questions. When working in Wankang, you just need to remember that Wankang only has the only one Mr. Fu today."

As for Fu Zhou, he was just an illegitimate child who could not be put on the table. A simple GC group acquisition of wholly owned and a piece of land in the western suburbs dragged it for three months and turned into a bad debt. Fu Sui didn't even have to come forward. After a few words were easily spoken after the phone line, he solved the difficult situation.

Compared to his investments and investments completed IPOs at the age of 20, this is a beautiful battle that was enough to defeat Fu Zhou by the top leader, and it also made the board of directors more convinced that Fu Suicai should be the one who Wankang should be the one who is the real decision.

It's half past eight.

Three black cars drove into the corridor outside the group building in turn. The low-key models, but the single-digit license plates were very high-profile.

Compared to the assistant or bodyguard in suits and tied at the same time in the two cars in the front, the uniform sound of the door is more noticeable that Deng Kuan respectfully opened the rear door of the car in the middle.

It's like a slow-motion focus in the movie, from a shiny black leather shoe, straight and delicate to meticulous suit pants, to the fingers with clear joints in the suit, and finally the face with a gentle temperament and indifferent expression.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath.

No one can imagine that this is the driving force behind Leili Fengxing’s acquisition of GC Group in just three days.

But at the same time, they all knew that Fu Sui was not as easy to talk to as he was on the surface.

Special assistant Deng Kuan and General Secretary Zhou Hang followed Fu Sui, and their steps were exactly the same as they were. The high-level leaders who were greeting followed in an orderly manner from the two lines of the gate.

The AD in the last row heard a gentle and cold voice coming from a distance.

"I'll tell you that I'll hold a GC acquisition meeting on time at 9 o'clock..."

Several front desk ladies looked at it blankly, and when the foyer on the first floor returned to quiet, they could not come back to their senses for a long time. When they came to chat, they were trembling.

If you weren’t allowed to play with your phone during working hours, you should pick up your phone and post a Weibo post first!

I don't know who will get a better man like this in the end.

Tan Palace.

Le Xiangwan woke up from his dream with breath.

I don’t know if Fu Sui gave her a lot of excitement last night. What she played in her dreams was all about their conversation last night.

"Your father has come to see me."

The man stood under the dim street lights, his figure was pulled long, and his voice was dull and revealed a little indescribable emotion.

Facing his calm eyes, Le Xiangwan seemed to calm down and quickly realized his meaning.

To be honest, she really didn't expect that the Le family's crisis this time seemed to be a bit serious.

It was so serious that her father, who had never been willing to bow to anyone, came to Fu Sui, who had just returned to China.

Le Xiangwan knew that Fu Sui called him down not just to say this, but just stood quietly waiting for the following text.

"I didn't agree," Fu Sui touched the cuffs of her shirt, and was able to keep her businessman calm and ruthless in front of her, "but she didn't refuse."

"Now, I'll give you the opportunity to answer."

Le Xiangwan was stunned when she heard this, and she felt a little intuition in her heart, but she was not sure and asked, her voice trembling, "What do you mean?"

"I don't have the hobby of spending money for outsiders," he looked down at her, not sure if it was an illusion, his eyes and voice were gentle, "I invest in Leslie, you marry me."

If Le Xiangwan's heart had just been raised to his throat, he would have relaxed a little.

"Will you be nice to me?"

She was as smart as hers. When she saw that magazine in the car, she almost figured out the whole thing.

From the beginning, Jiangcheng Club was extremely respectful to her and the makeup worth tens of millions were all because of this man.

She didn't even ask the question "why" and "did you like her", but only chose one that was important to her.

Anyway, when she was born in a family like them, the final result was nothing more than marriage. Even if it was a marriage, there were many fake couples from wealthy families, not to mention that she was a socialite who might go bankrupt.

The encounter may be even worse.

At this moment, there is such a man whom she doesn't like but doesn't hate, and there seems to be no reason to refuse pretentiously, right?

Le Xiangwan thought secretly.

There was a sudden sound of wind blowing in my ears.

After not hearing Fu Sui's answer for a long time, Le Xiangwan couldn't help but look up in confusion.

Has the talk broken?

This is her most basic requirement, can't I answer?

It seemed that he didn't expect Le Xiang to ask such a topic at the evening party, and Fu Sui's expression was stunned for a moment.

When Fu Sui noticed her gaze, his eyes flashed, his voice was very light, and he felt helpless, "I thought you would ask, do I like you?"

Le Xiangwan shook his head, and realized that he did not look at her again, and added, "No need to ask."

She believed that he might have a little bit of a favor with her, but she shouldn't be the one she liked.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Le Xiangwan felt that after he finished saying this, Fu Sui’s originally gentle aura became cold inexplicably.

But when she looked at him seriously, she couldn't see any difference.

"You're angry"

After a while, Le Xiangwan couldn't stand the sudden silence, and he couldn't help asking.

Seeing her puzzled eyes, Fu Sui suppressed her emotions, his tone was ethereal and soft in the dark.

"I always feel that I want to spoil girls, let alone my Mrs. Fu."

"I will be nice to you," he paused, his voice low and hoarse, as if he promised, "I will be nice to you only."

Le Xiangwan was stunned.

As if she thought of something, she spoke up, "Do you know my name?"

She only knew his name after reading that magazine, so he probably didn't know her name.

"My name is..."

"Happy to the night." As soon as she said two words, he continued, deep in her cold eyes, as gentle as the slightest waves, low and gentle, "Miaomiao."

Hearing his nickname from him, Le Xiangwan was stunned for a moment, and his ears became faintly hot.

It’s probably because his voice is so nice and his tone is so gentle. Le Xiangwan thought.

"Miaomiao." He called out again.

Le Xiangwan didn't dare to touch his extremely hot earlobes, so he just hugged the milk in his arms a little tightly and nodded softly.

Actually, she was so nervous at this moment.

Luo is the demeanor of a celebrity and various homework that needs to be mastered since childhood. After all, she is only 20 years old.

Compared to Fu Sui, he is still very tender.

Fu Sui walked forward to her, with only a few centimeters left.

Under the reflection of the light, the man's shadow wrapped the girl's petite figure tightly.

He raised his hand and touched her soft hair.

"Take me coquettishly, yes"

After a night, Le Xiangwan couldn't stop his palpitations when he thought of his last words.

She couldn't help but take the panda set doll at Hermes's head of the bed and quarreled at the panda's dark circles.

After a few quarrels, Le Xiangwan lowered his head and sighed.

If she had known that she would go bankrupt, she would have bought this doll without spending two million.

Thinking of how she wasted money before, she couldn't help but cover her face.

If time goes back, she should still be squandering her money.

After Le Xiangwan finished washing up, he just left the elevator and saw an old lady wearing a simple and kind face sitting on the sofa in the living room.

"grandmother."

Le Xiangwan called out, ran over quickly, threw himself into the old lady's arms, rubbed her arm, and said in a surprise tone, "Why don't you say to me when you come, I can go and pick you up."

Zhang Yuhe was born in a scholarly family. Since Le Lao died, she moved to the countryside alone, which is called the good weather in the countryside. She will only return to the Tan Palace when Le Xiangwan’s birthday or when she has something to do at home.

"I want to tell you, but how can I surprise me?" the old lady said with a smile on her lips.

"Grandma is very surprised when she comes!" Le Xiangwan said, and said coquettishly, "I want to eat the fried cake you made."
To be continued...