When Fu Jingsheng arrived at the factory, he immediately saw Fu Jingchen sitting on the ground.
He was on the phone with his head down, and Fu Jingsheng overheard most of it and instantly knew what his younger brother wanted to talk to him about.
After the phone call ended, Fu Jingchen looked up and saw that his brother had already arrived.
"Brother." He got up from the ground.
Fu Jingchen talked about other things first. Although he thought the new address was quite run-down, he said it was good and believed that Fu Jingsheng would soon be able to build another big company.
"Let's get down to business." Fu Jingsheng didn't believe his brother had come just to encourage him.
Sure enough, Fu Jingchen leaned against his brother, looking embarrassed.
Seeing his younger brother's hesitant manner, Fu Jingsheng couldn't help but retort, "There's no need for this. It's just a question about men's health. Just say it. I'm very busy."
"Brother, how did you know?" Fu Jingchen was surprised. Could it be that Rong Bing had told him?
"Didn't you just ask about this on the phone? I'm not deaf." Fu Jingsheng unfolded his folding stool and sat down. "Was that last one no good?"
Fu Jingchen sought out Fu Jingsheng not because he trusted him, but because he felt his brother had faced similar troubles and had more experience than him. He found it difficult to talk about such things with friends.
Since Fu Jingsheng had gotten straight to the point, he wouldn't keep him in suspense any longer.
Fu Jingchen even went into the details, asking Fu Jingsheng where his problem lay.
Fu Jingsheng scratched his head awkwardly. He had heard Rong Yan mock Fu Jingchen before, saying he should take better care of himself, but he never expected him to be this bad.
He casually gave Fu Jingchen the business cards of two more experts.
But Fu Jingchen asked if he could come with her.
"Brother, I'll find someone to help you. You'll come with me. There are some questions I can't think of asking you, but you know better. Brother, please."
Fu Jingsheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, you set a time and see if we can get an appointment this afternoon."
"Never mind, I'll make the appointment for you. It'll be easier if I can insert a number." Fu Jingsheng contacted them one by one, and chose one that could be inserted first, the earliest being tonight.
It was still early, so he told Fu Jingchen to go to work first and meet him at the hospital that evening.
In Fu Jingchen's office, Zhou Luo arrived at the company early and secretly bought him breakfast, placing it on his desk with a piece of candy next to it. She thought that if Fu Jingchen saw the candy, he would know who bought the breakfast.
Zhou Luo sat in his office until 10 o'clock, but Fu Jingchen still hadn't come to work.
She pretended to sign something and inquired about Fu Jingchen's whereabouts, saying that the man had something urgent to attend to and would be late for the company.
Zhou Luo returned to her office, listening for footsteps outside the door. Finally, at lunchtime, Fu Jingchen appeared.
The man walked straight into the office and saw the breakfast and candy on the table that had gone cold. He dialed the internal hotline and called Zhou Luo.
The woman took two bites of her meal and then put down the national flag.
I tidied my hair when I passed by the restroom.
"President Fu," she greeted with a smile.
"Okay, close the door." Fu Jingchen nodded. "You put this breakfast here."
"I thought of you on my way here, so I bought an extra portion. This pan-fried bun shop was on TV. I didn't know you weren't coming this morning, so I'll take it right away." Zhou Luo saw that Fu Jingchen's expression was serious and thought that he didn't like her trying to be nice.
"No need, I haven't had pan-fried buns in a long time. Could you heat them up for me and make me a cup of coffee?"
"Okay, Mr. Fu." Zhou Luo couldn't help but smile. She immediately ran to the break room and returned in just five minutes.
She stood next to Fu Jingchen, waiting expectantly for his feedback.
The man took a bite, and the oil from the pan-fried dough splattered onto his lips. The scalding oil almost made him drop what he was holding.
Seeing this, Zhou Luo went over without hesitation and started blowing for him.
When they realized what was happening, their faces were almost touching.
Both of them awkwardly took a step back at the same time.
Zhou Luo blushed to the roots of her ears: "I'm sorry, President Fu, I didn't mean anything by it. When I was little, I would burn myself while eating, and my mom would blow on it like this."
"It's okay, it's delicious." Fu Jingchen didn't dare to look Zhou Luo in the eye. An indescribable feeling was growing in his heart, and his heart was beating faster.
"Please enjoy your meal. I'll head out now." Seeing that Fu Jingchen's face had also turned red, Zhou Luo knew that she had teased the man at such close range, and it was time to stop while she was ahead. She had to leave immediately.
When Zhou Luo left the office, he looked around to make sure no one was passing by before running back to his seat.
She poured herself a glass of cold water to cool down.
Fu Jingchen was stunned for a while after being blown by the wind.
That feeling was completely different from Rong Bing's.
His assistant knocked on the door several times before pulling the man back.
He put down the pan-fried buns and sat down at the computer with a serious expression, as if the little incident had never happened.
The assistant opened his lunchbox and briefly explained the morning's work, but Fu Jingchen's eyes were fixed on the pan-fried buns on the side the whole time.
"Mr. Fu, are you listening?" the assistant asked, stopping in his tracks.
"We'll talk about work this afternoon. It's break time now, you should rest too." No matter how much Fu Jingchen pretended, his heart was racing. He had no interest in work; his mind was completely occupied with Zhou Luo. What did Zhou Luo mean? Giving him candy, bringing him breakfast, and just now…
"Yes, Mr. Fu." The assistant went out and closed the door.
After drinking a glass of cold water, Zhou Luo lay down on the table pretending to sleep, but the scene in her mind was still vivid. She and Fu Jingchen almost bumped into each other, and the most unbelievable thing was that she actually blushed.
As the woman was lost in her fantasies, her phone started vibrating incessantly.
Several messages popped up in the notification bar.
She reluctantly clicked on it and found it was Rong Bing.
Rong Bing invited her to dinner.
Upon seeing Rong Bing's name, her good mood vanished. Inviting her to dinner was a pretense; her real purpose was to find out from her what Fu Jingchen was like at the company.
Zhou Luo had made plans with friends that evening, so she would postpone it to another day.
Rong Bing couldn't force the issue, so she simply replied with "Okay."
Zhou Luo turned off Do Not Disturb mode and then lay down on the table. A few minutes later, Liu Yi returned from dinner.
Thinking Zhou Luo wasn't feeling well, she asked with concern, "Little Zhou, what's wrong?"
Zhou Luo didn't have the habit of taking a lunch break before, and she would always take a walk with everyone after lunch.
"I didn't sleep well last night, I'm just lying down for a bit," Zhou Luo said, making an excuse.
"Oh, okay, then you can rest."
Zhou Luo was surprised that Liu Yi really cared about her, and she hesitated.
After sending the message, Rong Bing felt that Zhou Luo was just being perfunctory. Before, Zhou Luo would come out almost whenever she called, but after joining the company, he asked her out twice. Once he was reluctant, and the other time he refused outright.
Is there something really going on between her and Fu Jingchen that she's afraid to face herself?
Rong Bing started to have wild thoughts, and couldn't help but call Fu Jingchen, even wanting to video call him so she could see if he was alone in his office.
The man who was eating frowned as he answered the phone.
"Jingchen, are you eating?" Seeing that her boyfriend answered immediately, Rong Bing judged that there was no one else next to him, so she casually found something to chat with Fu Jingchen for a few minutes.
Fu Jingchen took the opportunity to say that he wouldn't be going to Rong Bing's house that night. Before the woman could ask why, the video call was cut off.
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