Fu Jingsheng stood behind Fu Jingsheng without saying anything, and massaged his shoulders.
Fu Jingsheng held his wife's hand: "You know everything."
"Yes, I asked Ye Jianming to check this morning, and the person who placed the order is fine, indeed..." Rong Yan didn't finish her sentence.
Fu Jingsheng turned around, pulled his wife to sit on his lap, and rested his chin on the crook of her neck: "Rongyan, I want to cut this piece off. Online sales are good, saving on store rent and personnel costs, but it's too difficult to control."
Rong Yan touched Fu Jingsheng's face: "I will support whatever decision you make. Fu's Group is a real business. The online channels are just to tide us over. If we need money now, I'll take care of it."
"Will you support me?" Fu Jingsheng joked.
"Of course not, I will charge interest, but it won't be high, I'll give you a discount for couples. But you need to think carefully about what to do with those employees after the online channels are cut off." Although Rong Yan knew that layoffs were not a big deal, many of the world's top-ranked companies had been laying off employees due to the poor economy in the past two years.
"Yes, Rong Yan, we might really need your help then." Fu Jingsheng had already thought it through and would give everyone compensation exceeding the legal limits.
Rong Yan patted her chest and said, "No problem, I'll spoil my man."
"How do you pamper her?" Fu Jingsheng asked.
"Take the money, and call me Sister Kuan from now on," Rong Yan joked.
Fu Jingsheng was amused.
"Come on, let me treat you to dinner. Just tell me what you want to eat, as long as we don't waste food." Rong Yan stood up and took Fu Jingsheng's hand.
"Okay, I'll tell He Wei I'll come over to work overtime after dinner. Will you stay with me tonight?"
Rong Yan nodded without hesitation: "Of course I'll stay with you. If my husband is in a bad mood, I have to be there for him."
Fu Jingsheng wanted to eat barbecue, so Rong Yan found a street food stall.
She specially ordered a pitcher of beer and drank it with Fu Jingsheng from the bottle.
The man knew his wife was trying to make him happy.
Rong Yan was a lightweight; she had promised to keep Fu Jingsheng company while he worked overtime, but ended up drunk. At the barbecue stand, she scratched Fu Jingsheng and said, "Honey, are you full? Let's go if you're full." Her eyes held a hint of emotion.
Fu Jingsheng understood; Rong Yan wanted to cause trouble after having a few drinks.
I've only ever heard of people sleeping after drinking, or people going crazy and shouting after drinking, but this is the first time I've ever met someone who just wants to sleep after drinking.
"Fu Jingsheng, husband." Rong Yan's voice grew increasingly sweet, making the man's hair stand on end. Afraid that Rong Yan would lose her composure in public, he quickly handed the shopkeeper a thousand yuan and left with the woman in his arms.
Fu Jingsheng opened the back door, put his wife down, and was about to close the door when Rong Yan hooked her neck and then clung to him like an octopus.
"Honey, you're so handsome!" Rong Yan said, staring at the man's face. "Wow! So tempting! Your Adam's apple is so sexy, I love your Adam's apple the most, and..."
She suddenly released her grip on the man's neck and pointed there: "This place is fine too. Even if you don't love me, I will still love you, um, I love sleeping with you."
Fu Jingsheng: ...
What kind of insolent words are these?
"It's a pity I'm not young anymore, I'm a woman now, otherwise I could come every day. Don't rich women all like your type?" Rong Yan started talking nonsense.
"Rich woman?" Fu Jingsheng repeated. "What does Rong Yan take him for?"
"Rong Yan, lie down. I'll take you home first. I have to go to the company to work overtime later," Fu Jingsheng said.
Rong Yan actually heard this and replied, "I'm not going home. Didn't we agree to work overtime together? I'm going to the company with you."
This woman isn't confused at all; her thinking is quite clear, and she even remembers to keep someone company while they work overtime.
Given the situation, even if he took Rong Yan home, she probably wouldn't get out of the car once she got there, so Fu Jingsheng simply took her back to the company.
In the Fu family parking lot, Fu Jingsheng wanted to carry his wife down, but Rong Yan insisted on being strong and staggered into the elevator by herself.
The elevator went straight to the top floor, and thankfully we didn't run into any employees.
When the man opened the office door, Rong Yan leaned against the door frame, her legs unable to support her weight, and soon she sat down on the floor.
Fu Jingsheng quickly picked her up and placed her on the sofa.
There were no hangover pills in the office, so he ordered takeout and poured Rong Yan a glass of water. Seeing that Rong Yan seemed to be falling asleep, he sat back down at his computer.
But before long, Rong Yan actually got up and straddled Fu Jingsheng with one leg: "Honey, what time is it?"
The woman tried to see the time in the upper right corner of the computer screen, but she couldn't focus her gaze.
"Eight o'clock," Fu Jingsheng said.
Rong Yan pressed her face against her husband's: "It's so early, I'm a little hot."
The man turned on the air conditioner: "Go over there, don't face the wind."
Fu Jingsheng wanted to carry his wife into the small room, but Rong Yan pulled on the stool and said, "I want to stay here. It's more comfortable to be in the cold air. Honey, I'm still hot, I'm so hot inside."
"There's heat in my body," Rong Yan explained, word by word.
Fu Jingsheng sat back down: "There's air conditioning inside. Would you like to sit in the chair?"
"Yes, I do," Rong Yan said without hesitation. "Don't you like things different?"
She remembered that Fu Jingsheng was even more excited whenever he wasn't in bed.
The man pretended to wipe his sweat. He still preferred the soft bed. Besides, Rong Yan had drunk a bit too much. What if she fell off such a small chair?
"You can't even stand properly, and you still want to stay here?" Fu Jingsheng reached out and started to pick at the woman's fingers.
Rong Yan puffed out her cheeks: "I'll sit." She ran her fingers along the man's leg.
"I can't do anything with you." Fu Jingsheng put away the computer on the table, then put his arm around Rong Yan's waist and lifted her onto the table.
The woman leaned back, her hands supporting her on the table.
He first kissed Rong Yan's forehead, and Rong Yan closed her eyes and tilted her head back.
"Fu Jingsheng, come up here too." After a while, Rong Yan withdrew her hand from the man's collar.
The man's desk was large enough for two people to sit on.
Fu Jingsheng changed his position, letting Rong Yan sit on him, separating them slightly, and unbuckled his belt.
The next second, Rong Yan slid off the man, bent her knees, and hugged his waist: "Honey, turn on the computer, let's start working at the same time."
"What?" Fu Jingsheng was genuinely surprised.
How can you concentrate on work when you're doing this kind of thing?
"It's okay, no rush. I can finish my work when I get back later." Fu Jingsheng thought Rong Yan was worried about affecting his overtime work, so she asked him to turn on the computer.
“It’s not that I’m afraid of interfering with your work. I just want to see what you’re like when I flirt with you while you’re working. I’ll turn on the computer for you.” She moved the computer in front of the man.
Fu Jingsheng sat back in his chair and randomly opened a file, but he couldn't concentrate on reading a single word.
He held the mouse in his hand, his mind filled with images of having sex with Rong Yan.
Rong Yan turned her back to the computer screen and snuggled into the man's arms. She was very small, and even though she stood in front of him, Fu Jingsheng could still see the words on the computer.
The woman kissed Fu Jingsheng's ear with her tongue, and Fu Jingsheng released his hand from the mouse.
"Honey, don't hug me, look at the computer," Rong Yan said, feeling herself being hugged.
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