Chapter 97

Fu Le, holding the agreement and receipt, stood up and led his men out. "By the way, Yue Mei and its transportation fleet belong to my friends. Mr. Liu, please don't let things get complicated. We're all family here. Also, don't tell my dad." After saying this, Fu Le smiled and nodded, then led his men away.

Liu Jianhui: ...

"She said Yue Mei belongs to her friend?" Liu Jianhui turned his stiff neck and asked the two underlings beside him.

Who doesn't know Yue Mei? In the past year, she's been the darling of government officials. The taxes collected by Yue Mei alone have earned the local officials' repeated praise.

The younger brother opened his mouth, thought for a moment, and nodded, "Boss, I think maybe she means that this company belongs to her."

Liu Jianhui: ...

"Do I need you to teach me?! Get out!!!" Liu Jianhui felt ashamed and took off his leather shoes and threw them out.

So, the money-making Moon Demon is actually Old Fu's daughter?!

Holy crap!! I don't believe a word she says!!!

Liu Jianhui didn't want to believe it at all, otherwise wouldn't it make him look incompetent?

Fu Le rode his bicycle in front, while a van slowly crawled along behind him, following closely behind.

Inside the car, Yang Jian was driving with a serious expression, while Zhou Han in the passenger seat looked thoughtful.

"Brother Han," Xu Mu called out from behind.

"I know what you're going to say, let's talk about it when we get back to the dorm."

"good."

Back at the factory, Fu Le had already placed the late-night snack he had prepared in his office.

"After you've eaten, go back to your dorm and sleep. Your bonus will be paid out at the end of the month. If you ever go on fieldwork with me, keep it a secret."

"Yes," the four replied in unison.

The transport team's dormitory.

The dormitory was small, a four-person room, and Zhou Han and his two companions were assigned to share a room. This was something Zhou Han had exchanged for a pack of Furong cigarettes when he joined the company, and the extra bed was used to store miscellaneous items.

"Brother Han, this Miss Fu is also a boss, right? She's quite something. Her style of doing things is much more assertive than President Lu's." She'd start a fight at the drop of a hat, one second all smiles and the next her expression would change in an instant, like a theatrical performance, completely controlling President Liu's reactions.

“She looks so young, and her behavior today is completely out of character for her age.” Sun Jian frowned. “She needs someone.”

The last four words were what Sun Jian wanted to say: this was their chance.

“Moon Charm’s development momentum is very strong. Moreover, I’ve heard that this company is very powerful and has many backers. Now, in the special economic zone, they have acquired everything they needed to. They are making a fortune every day.” Sun Jian continued.

Like a money tree, this highly sought-after asset will likely face many challenges in the future. Various evils and scoundrels will want a piece of it, so she will need a large workforce.

Zhou Han listened silently to his friend's analysis, thinking to himself: Her father, Lao Fu, must be very powerful, but somewhat unreliable.

Like father, like son; this is exactly the kind of girl that everyone talks about, right?

"Moon Charm will grow bigger and bigger, and it will encounter more and more obstacles. President Fu will definitely need a lot of manpower. Brother Han, our opportunity has arrived." Xu Mu's eyes sparkled. This trip will cost five hundred. If they go with him every day, will they still worry about not being able to support their families?!

"What will you do if I have a conflict with President Fu in the future?" Zhou Han suddenly asked.

Sun Jian and Xu Mu: ...

How should I answer this?

"Work hard, and people will see that you're doing your jobs well."

Criminal investigation team.

Deng Yan had just returned from a mission when he heard someone calling for him by name, and it was a girl, which made him a little strange.

As I walked out, I saw Fu Le in the lobby, dressed in a silver tracksuit and carrying a backpack.

"Uncle Yan." Fu Le stood up and greeted him with a smile.

"Lele, what are you doing here? Do you need to see your uncle?"

"Uncle Yan, can you treat me to a meal? I'm starving."

Deng Yan: ...

McLe Tea Restaurant, private room.

Deng Yan and Lao Fu were comrades-in-arms who had shared their lives. Over the years, even though Lao Fu had experienced many ups and downs, Deng Yan never had the thought of disowning his old friend. He regarded Fu Le as if he were his own son. Today, Fu Le suddenly came over and asked him to treat him to a meal. There must be something he wanted to say, and it was inconvenient to say it at the police station. Naturally, he would not refuse.

Sure enough, when he pushed open the door, the table was already full of his favorite dishes.

Fu Le was the last to enter and then closed the door.

Deng Yan: ...

"Did you find out my preferences beforehand?" If the dry-pot bullfrog was a coincidence, then the dry-pot pork intestines and stir-fried lamb tripe were definitely intentional.

Fu Le smiled, "Uncle Yan, please take a seat."

Deng Yan shook his head, smiled, sat down, and said calmly, "Tell me, what happened? I'll give you some ideas."

In Deng Yan's mind, Fu Le must have encountered a problem that the child couldn't solve, and as a policeman, he could help deter him.

"Uncle Yan, try these dishes and drinks first. They're all good stuff. We'll talk after you've eaten."

Left with no other choice, Deng Yan started eating. And to his surprise, from the dry pot to the vegetables, and finally the refreshing fruit juice, everything was to his liking. Especially after sweating profusely from the spiciness, a sip of the cool fruit juice made him feel like his soul was floating. Delicious…

"Okay, Lele, you ordered the dishes perfectly, I'm happy, haha... Lele, from now on you're my girl, don't pay any attention to your unreliable dad..." Once he was enjoying the meal, Deng Yan stopped putting on airs. Besides, Fu Le, this junior, really put some thought into things.

After Deng Yan had finished eating and drinking, Fu Le opened his schoolbag and neatly stacked ten stacks of money on the table.

Deng Yan: !!!

My eyes almost popped out of their sockets!

"Where did you get so much money?!" As shrewd as Deng Yan was, he could tell from the amount of money that it was to pay off Lao Fu's debts. But Lao Fu had all gone into hiding to avoid his debts, so he couldn't possibly have the money to pay back. Therefore, he was anxious about the source of the money.

"Uncle Yan, don't overthink it, this is what I earned."

"What?! You earned that?! ...

Seeing that Deng Yan was about to get angry, Fu Le quickly explained, "You know about Yue Mei's beautiful face, right? There's a face cream that's very popular in our Lion City right now. I developed it, and I have shares in them."

laugh……

Fu Le's words were like a bucket of cold water, instantly extinguishing the flames that had risen to Deng Yan's eyebrows.

"Beautiful face? You developed that?" Deng Yan felt that this world was really unfair. Why would such an outstanding child be embraced by this unreliable old Fu?

"Well, you know our family's situation. I did this by accident, and the result was pretty good, wasn't it?"

Deng Yan: Is this not bad? That's extremely good, the kind of good that really hurts an adult's pride.

...

After dinner, Fu Le carried the money and followed Deng Yan home, also retrieving Old Fu's IOU.