Su Yao is wearing a fiery red suit today, which makes her look even more flamboyant.
After hearing this, she was not embarrassed at all. Instead, she snorted and threw another document to the center of the conference table, making a rustling sound.
"Mr. Fu, by the time you get approval from all the levels, the business would have collapsed long ago." She folded her arms and leaned back in her chair, her attitude as arrogant as could be. "The Fu Group can breathe a sigh of relief now thanks to the real money invested by our Su family, not your small favor, Mr. Fu. Everyone here knows how important Starlink technology is to our future products. I simply chose the fastest way."
As soon as she finished speaking, several old directors began to murmur.
"Miss Su's words... do make sense. Time waits for no one."
"But Mr. Fu is the president after all. Doing this would be procedural..."
"What time is it now? The Fu family needs to survive, there must be some sacrifice!"
These sounds were not loud, but they pierced Fu Chen's heart like needles. He took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger.
He understood that Su Yao's confidence came from the Su family and the Fu family's reliance on the Su family's funds. He clenched the pen tightly in his hand.
"I need to review all the details of this agreement." Fu Chen's voice was a little colder. "From today on, all decisions at the group's strategic level must be copied to me before they are finalized, and I must review them personally." This was the most he could say at the moment.
Su Yao rolled her eyes in disdain, curled her red lips, and was about to say something else when the screen of the phone on the table lit up and vibrated.
She glanced casually and saw a missed call from Jiang Tingchen on the screen.
Her eyes moved, and her arrogance subsided a little. She swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth, just snorted, and didn't argue with Fu Chen anymore.
The meeting ended in an awkward manner.
Fu Chen was left alone in the conference room, staring out the window at the gray sky, feeling a surge of frustration. It was the first time he felt so powerless, even worse than when the Fu Group was on the verge of bankruptcy.
In the evening, in the underground parking lot of Fu Group, the air was filled with the smell of cold concrete and a faint scent of gasoline.
Ning Nanxue had just finished a busy day and was walking towards her parking space when Fu Chen came out from behind a pillar and blocked her way.
"Nanxue." He spoke, with something indescribable in his tone.
Ning Nanxue stopped and looked at him calmly, her eyes devoid of any particular emotion, as if she were looking at a... well, unrelated person. "Mr. Fu, is there something wrong?"
Fu Chen's eyes fell on her calm face, and his heart suddenly stagnated for no reason. He frowned: "Su Yao has been... doing something behind my back recently? Why do I keep hearing her mention you on different occasions, intentionally or unintentionally?"
He guessed that Su Yao's targeting of Ning Nanxue was probably related to Jiang Tingchen. He could see Su Yao's feelings for Jiang Tingchen.
After hearing this, Ning Nanxue's beautiful eyebrows moved and the corners of her mouth curved slightly, but there was no warmth in her expression.
"Mr. Fu, if you think Miss Su is doing something, you should ask your important investor instead of asking me, someone who has nothing to do with the Fu Group anymore." Her voice was clear and distant. "She and I have nothing else to do except for some past unpleasantness. She mentioned my name? Perhaps you misheard, Mr. Fu, or maybe Miss Su just thought my name was easy to pronounce?"
Fu Chen was choked by her and was speechless, his face becoming even uglier. He watched Ning Nanxue calmly walk around him and walk towards a black Bentley not far away.
Jiang Tingchen was already waiting by the car. Seeing her coming, he naturally opened the passenger door for her. Ning Nanxue got in the car and smiled at him.
The car drove away, and Fu Chen was still standing there, watching the taillights of the car going away. Ning Nanxue glanced casually in the rearview mirror and saw Fu Chen still standing there, his hand tightly gripping the door handle of the car next to him.
She withdrew her gaze, feeling nothing in her heart. Whatever happened to Fu Chen had nothing to do with her.
Late at night, Xu Zhiru's apartment.
She had just finished washing up when her phone rang at an inopportune moment. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number. When she opened it, the color drained from her face.
The text message was extremely threatening: "Xu Zhiru, put away those little thoughts of yours that shouldn't be there. It's not your place to give orders around Ah Chen. If I find out you're trying to do anything again, don't blame me for being rude."
The text message was unsigned, but from the arrogance, Xu Zhiru knew without hesitation that it was Su Yao.
Su Yao actually came to warn her because of Fu Chen? Xu Zhiru's hand holding the phone was shaking a little, and humiliation and anger surged up.
She asked herself if she had done anything out of line recently, and Su Yao's warning seemed like she was deliberately looking for trouble and making a protest.
Why is she being suppressed by Su Yao like this?
She took a breath, calmed herself down, and dialed Fu Chen's number.
The phone rang several times before it was answered. Fu Chen's tired voice came from the other end: "Hello?"
"Ah Chen," Xu Zhiru's voice was a little timid and aggrieved, "I think I saw Miss Su's car just now, right downstairs from the apartment where Jiang Tingchen lives. What was she doing there so late? Could it be..." She
He left the sentence blank on purpose.
She knew that Su Yao was interested in Jiang Tingchen, and she also knew that Fu Chen and Su Yao were now partners. She wanted to use such unclear words to alienate the two of them.
There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds. The sound of shuffling papers could be heard. Fu Chen seemed busy. After a while, he said in a hoarse and emotionless voice, "I understand. Don't meddle in other people's affairs, and don't overthink it."
There was nothing else to be heard in his tone except a hint of impatience.
"But, Ah Chen..." Xu Zhiru wanted to say something.
Fu Chen interrupted her coldly: "I'm busy." and hung up the phone.
Hearing the busy tone on the phone, the grievance on Xu Zhiru's face disappeared in an instant, and her eyes were cold and resentful.
Fu Chen's attitude towards her made her even more unwilling. Su Yao was so arrogant, but Fu Chen sided with her.
She tapped the screen quickly a few times, took a screenshot of the threatening text message, then found Ning Nanxue's number and sent it.
Afterwards, Fu Chen stood outside the Ning Group building for a long time. After watching Ning Nanxue's shadow enter the revolving door, he put out his cigarette butt on the trash can on the side of the road.
The next day, Fu Chen specifically waited for Ning Nanxue at the entrance of the Ning Group parking lot at the time she returned to the company after lunch.
He saw Ning Nanxue coming out of the coffee shop with a cup of hot drink in her hand, so he went to meet her.
"Mr. Ning." Fu Chen's throat was a little dry.
Ning Nanxue paused, her eyes fixed on him indifferently, as if she were looking at an unrelated passerby. "Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"
Fu Chen didn't like the look in her eyes, it made him feel like a one-man show.
He suppressed his discomfort and said directly: "Su Yao has fallen in love with Jiang Tingchen."
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