Chapter 119 What is granted by Heaven will surely…
The words "President Tang" made Fu Ci laugh.
However, what she said was true. After a year of honing her skills, she truly deserves the title of President Tang.
To be honest, it was quite unexpected that Tang Mingli could do this so well.
Just how outstanding was his wife? Fu Ci no longer dared to imagine.
Perhaps in the days to come, she will still surprise him from time to time.
"What are you laughing at, Mr. Fu?"
All that could be heard was a low chuckle from the other end of the phone, and Tang Mingli spoke again.
Fu Ci coughed lightly, suppressing his smile, and said, "I'm happy to have such an excellent wife."
Although he said it jokingly, Tang Mingli knew he meant it sincerely.
Some men may still prefer a couple where the man is stronger and the woman is weaker, and they don't want their wives to be too dazzling and capable.
But Fu Ci was not upset because she was also beginning to make a name for herself in the business world.
Whether she stayed behind him or walked alongside him, he always appreciated and tolerated her.
Tang Mingli knew she was very lucky to have found such a life partner.
In the cold winter, Tang Mingli felt warm inside as she thought about all the things she had done to give up.
She stopped teasing him and asked him seriously what he wanted to see her about today.
Fu Ci responded with an "oh," his smile fading as he adopted a more serious tone, saying, "The travel permit should be ready in a while. When can you spare the time?"
If Fu Ci hadn't brought it up today, Tang Mingli would have completely forgotten about the pass.
If I remember correctly, it was something we discussed at the beginning of the year, but so much time has passed that she thought it was impossible to get it done.
When his wife said she thought it wouldn't work, Fu Ci just smiled and said, "It does take a bit longer."
He didn't mention the twists and turns and hardships involved; it certainly took a lot of effort to get her the pass.
The process is no longer important; he has already dealt with it. What matters is the result.
Tang Mingli began flipping through her notebook, where she could record all the important things that needed to be done in the near future.
As she turned the pages, Tang Mingli's face fell.
"Being General Manager Tang is really not easy. Before the Spring Festival, I simply cannot spare more than a week of my time."
This answer was actually within Fu Ci's expectations.
Those in this line of work get busier as the year draws to a close.
He was in a hurry; upon hearing the good news, he immediately contacted her, forgetting that the end of the year is her busiest time.
Fu Ci hurriedly added, "It's alright, we don't have to go right away after it's done."
Tang Mingli certainly knew this as well.
Sensing the worry in Fu Ci's voice, she smiled and asked, "Are you afraid that I'll be disappointed again?"
Fu Ci smiled and said, "Actually, I know you won't."
He knew his wife's personality better than anyone else.
Tang Mingli hummed in agreement, accepting the praise, and smiled, "Things that will be granted by God will surely come to fruition naturally."
She's right.
Although she was too busy to think about it when Fu Ci told her the good news, she was too busy to think about it at all.
However, when the time comes, it seems that God will push you forward.
Sure enough, not long after the New Year, a special rectification campaign was launched, and it was also the off-season for the clothing industry, so Tang Mingli suddenly had a lot of free time.
So the couple discussed it and immediately decided to go to Hong Kong.
The two went out the day after making their decision, which suddenly made Old Master Fu and Old Madam Fu think something had happened to them.
The two had discussed it privately and decided not to tell their elders about their trip to Hong Kong for medical treatment for the time being.
Faced with their elders' concern, the two could only tell a white lie.
Tang Mingli said, "Fu Ci is going there on official business, and I want to go with him for fun."
Madam Fu was not relieved by this explanation. She still frowned and asked Fu Ci, "What official business is so sudden?"
"Actually, it wasn't sudden; I just forgot to tell you beforehand."
Tang Mingli nodded in agreement.
Fu Ci could lie even more naturally than she could.
As expected, Mr. Fu and Mrs. Fu believed it and breathed a sigh of relief.
Madam Fu said to him, "You're always like this."
However, that was all I said. There's really no need to tell them everything about work.
They wouldn't understand even if I explained.
When children are about to go out, younger generations always have to give them some advice.
Madam Fu instructed Fu Ci: "Mingli is going to Hong Kong for the first time, you must take good care of her."
Fu Ci replied, "I will, Grandma."
"Grandma knows you're going on business, but since you're taking Mingli with you, business should take a backseat. Everything should be done with Mingli first, understand?"
Fu Ci smiled and nodded: "I know."
"Last time you mentioned that Hong Kong is a crowded place. Crowded places are bound to be a mixed bag, so you should be careful if you go there."
These words were naturally spoken to Tang Mingli.
Tang Mingli nodded: "Grandma, don't worry, I will definitely be careful."
Madam Fu couldn't think of anything else to tell them, and asked with some reluctance, "How many days will you be gone?"
Tang Mingli said, "I might stay there for seven days, plus the travel time, it will probably take ten days to half a month."
It's not a possibility, it's a certainty. They're not short of money, and since they're going, they'll definitely stay in Hong Kong for the full seven days, wanting to have some fun in addition to their medical treatment.
She really wanted to see Hong Kong's golden age with her own eyes.
When she heard that Tang Mingli was going to leave for ten days or half a month, Madam Fu was very reluctant to let her go.
But not wanting Tang Mingli to worry, she pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Alright, since we're going on a long trip, let's set off as soon as possible."
Tang Mingli nodded and reminded them, "Take good care of yourselves at home. It might rain a lot in the coming days, so it's best to bring an umbrella when you go out."
These heartwarming words softened Madam Fu's heart, and she smiled kindly, "Okay, I'll remember that."
"Then we're leaving."
The two arrived at the door, and Tang Mingli turned around, raised her right hand and waved to Madam Fu and Grandpa Fu before continuing to walk forward.
After the door was closed, Madam Fu said to Grandpa Fu with deep feeling, "Mingli is still the most heartwarming. Look at Mingli, when she goes on a long trip, she worries about the elders at home and is reluctant to say goodbye to them. And look at Fu Ci... sigh, I don't even want to talk about him anymore."
Fu Ci spends more time outside than at home, and they've long been used to it, so there's really nothing to say.
Mr. Fu agreed with his wife's words and nodded. Just as he was about to speak, Mrs. Fu stood up and walked straight to the calendar hanging on the wall.
"It will take ten days to half a month for her to come back..." She scanned the rows of dates with her finger, counted them, and finally stopped at the date when Tang Mingli might return.
Grandpa Fu could tell that his wife's soul had been temporarily taken away by his granddaughter-in-law. He smiled helplessly and swallowed back the words he had wanted to say to her.
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When Fu's mother came home from get off work in the evening, she saw her mother-in-law sitting alone on the sofa reading the newspaper and asked, "Where's Mingli?"
Old Madam Fu said listlessly, "I've gone out."
Fu's mother responded with an "oh," assuming it was just a stroll outside.
Unexpectedly, her mother-in-law then told her, "He and Fu have resigned and gone to Hong Kong."
"Oh... went to Hong Kong?" Mrs. Fu was a beat slow to realize, and looked surprised. "Why so suddenly?"
"Fu Ci was going there on official business, and he forgot to tell us beforehand."
"This child." Even though he was her own son, Fu's mother couldn't help but complain: "If it were just him, he wouldn't have said anything beforehand, but since he brought Mingli along, he should have at least told her."
"That's right, I think so too."
But what can the two of them do now that things have come to this?
Both Mrs. Fu and Madam Fu saw helplessness in each other's eyes.
At 7 p.m. sharp, Zhang Guihua called for dinner to be served.
Several elders of the Fu family moved from the sofa to the dining table.
There were also sweet and sour pork ribs on the table, which Tang Mingli liked. Fu's mother picked one up and took a bite, then subconsciously frowned.
Zhang Guihua looked worried and quickly asked, "What's wrong? Is the food too salty?"
Mrs. Fu shook her head. "I don't know what's wrong, but without Mingli, the sweet and sour pork ribs don't taste as good."
Zhang Guihua focused on the fact that it was "not that delicious" and quickly picked up a piece to taste.
She was puzzled after finishing her meal.
No, the taste is the same as usual.
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