Chapter 65 You don't have a terminal illness, do you?

They always manage to give him a headache.

"Aren't you overthinking this? Do you think I ordered so much takeout just so you'd eat with me?"

Yang Cheng dared to say that because Fu Yanzun never invited friends to his house for dinner.

Moreover, he only ever had a handful of friends.

Those guys are all CEOs of big companies. On a weekday like this, who would have the time to have dinner with him?

"I think that's possible. Why don't you invite me to have lunch with you? I didn't eat lunch either."

Fu Yanzun took out some cash from the cabinet by the door and handed it to Yang Cheng. "Stop talking nonsense, take the money and leave quickly."

Yang Chengzhen felt that Fu Yanzun had been acting strangely lately, but he couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong with him.

"Fine, ignore me then. Anyway, I've got the money, so I can go out for a big meal. Oh, by the way, these documents need your signature right away. I didn't know if you were going to the company today, so I brought them along."

As he spoke, Yang Cheng took out the documents from his briefcase and handed them to Fu Yanzun.

Fu Yanzun took the document and looked at it.

After glancing at it, Yang Cheng handed another pen to Fu Yanzun.

He glanced through the document, confirmed there were no problems, and then signed his name where it was due.

Fu Yanzun's handwriting is very beautiful, strong and powerful, and very elegant.

People say that you can understand a person's character by looking at their handwriting.

After signing the document, Fu Yanzun returned it to Yang Cheng, saying, "I have something to do today and won't be going to the company. You can handle the company matters. Don't call me unless it's something really important."

Yang Cheng was clearly a little surprised, after all, it was unlikely that a workaholic like Fu Yanzun would not go to the company.

Right, he suddenly remembered why he felt Fu Yanzun had been acting a bit strange lately.

It has been almost 10 years since he started his business with Fu Yanzun, and he has never been late or left early.

However, I have missed going to the company twice in a row this morning, and that was without any social engagements.

A bad thought suddenly flashed through his mind, "Boss, are you sick? If..."

If you're really sick, don't hide it from me!

Fu Yanzun frowned, somewhat bewildered by his words. "What nonsense are you spouting? When did I get sick?"

"You don't need to lie to me. If you weren't sick, how could you not go to the company? I've been with you for so many years, and you've never taken a day off. Plus, you ordered so much food all by yourself. Have you finally decided to take care of your health before fighting off this illness?"

Fu Yanzun really wanted to roll his eyes at him. What was all this nonsense?

"Can't you wish me well for once? Would you only be happy if I had a terminal illness?!"

“I’m just concerned about you… If you’re not sick, I really can’t explain your recent strange behavior.”

Just then, Tang Wan'er came out of the room. "Uncle, is dinner ready?"

The sudden woman's voice startled Yang Cheng.

He immediately looked at Tang Wan'er standing at the bedroom door. He had seen this girl before, but he still didn't think of her and Fu Yanzun as having that kind of relationship.

"So it's your niece!"