That melancholy nobleman stretched his neck (catching bugs)

"Fu Qingchen, your father is here!"

Father Jian pushed open the door of Fu's office and successfully attracted the attention of four eyes.

Two came from Fu Qingchen, and two came from a person he was a little unfamiliar with, who seemed to be Fu Qingchen's assistant.

After seeing that there were other people in the office besides Fu Qingchen, the extremely sly smile on Jian Wenlun's face froze.

He quickly straightened his posture and returned to the image of a gentle and melancholy nobleman:

"... Well, what I mean is, Chen, here I come."

[Chen... It turns out that there are really people who call others like this these days. ]

It is worthy of being a Mary Sue novel, the taste is so right.

An Xia tried hard to straighten her face to prevent her expression of holding back laughter from being too obvious.

But Fu Qingchen could clearly see his shoulders shaking from trying to hold back his laughter.

Laugh, laugh, laugh! You only know how to laugh!

What's so funny!

"Chen..."

[Puff...]

Fu Qingchen pursed his lips and raised his hand to stop Jian Wenlun from saying the next sentence:

"Just call me by my full name."

The arrival of classmate Jian was a little unexpected to An Xia. He was busy eating melon just now and didn't hear the conversation between Fu Qingchen and Jian Wenlun clearly.

Now he suddenly realized it after listening to it.

[I didn't expect that Jian Wenlun, in addition to being the heir of the entertainment company, is also proficient in hacking.

No wonder Fu Qingchen asked him to help. It turned out that he wanted him to quietly hack into the computers of those old foxes and dig out the evidence of their stealing Fu's secrets.

Is this the charm of Mary Sue? Anyone who is related to the protagonist must have some extraordinary qualities.

An Xia, who had no such person in the novel, fell into deep thought. He wondered if he could get familiar with Bai Shunan now, would he somehow acquire some extraordinary skills?

For example, even if he didn't have to go to work, he could count money every day until his hands cramped.

His expression was so serious that Jian Wenluan, who was typing code, couldn't help but ask Fu Qingchen in a low voice:

"Don't you easily let people get within five meters of you? Why did you let this little assistant work in your office?"

This question made Fu Qingchen's expression a little complicated. When he first heard An Xia's thoughts, An Xia laughed at his quirks for a whole day...

- [Hahahahahahaha, how could there be such a weird quirk in the world? He can't tolerate others getting within five meters of him. If he gets close, he will be like this. Will he transform? ]

[Then how should I give him the file? Should I throw it over like a flying cake? Hahahahahahahaha...]

That day, An Xia's rampant laughter pierced Fu Qingchen's fragile self-esteem like a steel needle.

So much so that he transferred An Xia to his office the next day, and specifically told him to hand in all the documents in person in the future.

Now, facing his friend's clear and curious eyes, Mr. Fu could only cough lightly:

"This way it will be more convenient for me to receive the documents."

"Oh."

The simple-minded student Xiao Jian easily believed Fu Qingchen's words.

But then Jian Wenlun looked at An Xia a few more times. Why did he feel that this little assistant was a little different.

——It seemed to have become a little conspicuous.

Jian Wenlun was worthy of being the top hacker in Mary Sue. In less than five minutes, he had collected all the evidence of these people.

An Xia, who hadn't finished fishing at this moment, was a little surprised:

[My goodness, everything was solved in five minutes. If he wasn't the heir of a wealthy family, he would have been dragged by Fu Qingchen to investigate Bai Shunan's background information.

Maybe he can really find out which egg the Pekingese ate first.]

Fu Qingchen chose to ignore An Xia's weirdness, and called those old foxes to the office with the evidence in his hand.

Zhang Xiong, the vice president of the marketing department, was still wondering why his computer suddenly crashed, and then he was called to the president's office.

Not only him, he even saw several familiar people.

The IT team leader, the development representative of the engineering department, and the product manager.

These are all old acquaintances...

Not long ago, they were still competing with each other to see who stole more secrets.

Several people looked at each other, feeling uneasy. No one could understand why Fu Qingchen suddenly appeared and called them over.

"Xiaochen, did you suddenly come to us to inform us of something important?"

Zhang Xiong was one of the elders of the Fu family. He boasted that he still had some face in front of Fu Qingchen, and he even called Fu Qingchen by his name.

Fu Qingchen did not respond to him, but took out several documents and handed them to several people:

"Please take a look, everyone. I have already called the police and intend to file a formal lawsuit. If you have anything else to say before you leave, you can say it now."

Zhang Xiong and others were a little confused, but after they read the documents, they finally couldn't help showing a shocked expression.

A thin folder, densely listed all the secrets they had stolen.

It's over... Fu Qingchen knows.

But how could he know this? They were obviously acting very carefully!

The IT team leader’s first reaction was to deny it:

“Boss Fu! You can’t wrongly accuse me. I have worked so hard for Fu’s for so many years, how could I do such a thing!

Everyone in the company knows that I, Lao Guo, am loyal to the company and would never betray it!”

An Xia, who was watching the show, silently added:

[Ah, yes, yes, yes, you appear to be loyal, but I don’t know how many times you have scolded me behind my back. You complained about the low salary and the poor benefits, and you have wanted to change jobs for a long time. You

also made an agreement with Fu’s rival company. These business secrets are the stepping stone for him to get a high position again after changing jobs. ]

Fu Qingchen took out another message record and handed it to the IT team leader:

"These are the chat records between you and the HR manager of Wang Group. They clearly state all the details of your transaction - including the senior position they promised you."

"This, this, this..."

The IT team leader's face turned pale, and he almost couldn't hold the folder in his hand steady.

At this time, the project development representative also cried out in injustice:

"Mr. Fu, I never knew any commercial secrets. Someone must have deliberately framed me and copied these secrets into my computer.

I am innocent!"

[Yes, yes, who else would touch your computer keyboard that is covered with pulp except you? Not only are the keycaps greasy as if they were covered with wax, but the key seams are also full of food residues and your eye and ear wax. Rats would have to avoid it when they see it.

Besides, Fu's computers are all equipped with special chips. Once an employee leaves his seat, their computer will automatically lock the screen, and the employee's face must be used for identification to unlock it.

After all, who can wrongly accuse you?

If you shout again, I will directly call the surveillance!

Fu Qingchen slowly told the engineering representative this information:

"These chips have been professionally tested, and the company will conduct regular inspections every three months. Who can wrongly accuse you? Or, can we directly investigate the surveillance and find someone? I

happen to be free now, so I can accompany you to slowly find the suspect."

After a few words, the engineering representative's face was also very ugly, and he stood shoulder to shoulder with the IT team leader with a gray face.

Fu Qingchen looked at the product manager again, and before he could speak, the product manager pointed at Zhang Xiong and complained loudly:

"Mr. Fu! I was also forced into this situation. It was Zhang Xiong who dragged me into this, saying that this was a lucrative deal.

I repeatedly rejected his invitation at first and advised him to turn back from his wrong path, but he was eloquent and flattering... I lost control and just followed him in doing stupid things.

But Mr. Fu, it was really an unintentional mistake!"

[Unintentional, bullshit! At that time, Zhang Xiong had just tentatively talked to you about reselling, and you agreed without saying a word. Your attitude was so positive that Zhang Xiong even suspected that you were playing him.

You are the most enthusiastic in collecting secrets, and you accept everyone who comes. You even accepted the opportunity when Mr. Fu once walked around the door of his own company eight times before entering the company! 】

【…Wait, why does “go around the road eight times” sound so familiar? 】

“Zhang Xiong! Do you have anything else to say?”

Fu Qingchen suddenly raised his voice, and his tone seemed a little angry. An Xia, who was sitting at the desk, immediately looked up at the “angry” boss.

Jian Wenlun, who was still looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle in front of the French window, pretending to be a melancholy handsome man, also turned his head curiously, but he turned too quickly and stretched his neck with a crackling sound.

An Xia glanced at the distorted face of classmate Jian by the window, and continued to concentrate on watching the excitement.

Faced with Fu Qingchen's anger and the clear evidence before him, Zhang Xiong had no way to argue and could only make a final struggle:

"Mr. Fu... I lost my mother when I was three, my father when I was five, I was forced to make a living by performing on the street at the age of seven, I dropped out of school at the age of nine and wandered around...

My life was really too hard, so I had these evil thoughts! Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."

[Who is suffering! Who can be as miserable as me! You ordered a table of one duck and eight dishes in a big hotel yesterday, the whole table cost 8888, and before leaving, you packed eight roast ducks, each for 888.

Look at me, I only had a bowl of instant noodles for dinner yesterday, and I didn't even want to add an egg!

A duck leg can pay for my food for five days, and you still have the nerve to say that you are suffering! 】

An Xia hated rich people pretending to be poor the most in his life. He exploded when he heard Zhang Xiong's words.

Fu Qingchen immediately told the information he heard:

"Unfortunately, the hotel you like to go to the most happens to be Fu's industry. I can always find out all your expenses in the hotel."

"How could this be!"

The last straw that broke the camel fell, and Zhang Xiong could no longer say anything. His knees softened and he sat on the ground.

A few minutes later, the police arrived at the company building on time and took these people away for interrogation.

After finally solving this group of worms who were eating inside and outside, Fu Qingchen finally set his next target on the rival company, Wang Group.

He stood in front of the huge French window and looked at the busy street outside. The pouring sunlight illuminated his tall and handsome figure like a god.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed across Fu Qingchen's eyes──

[It's cold now, let Wang Group go bankrupt.]

... Eh? Why are you stealing my words?

A trace of doubt flashed across the face of the decisive young Fu, but he immediately reorganized his mood and stood in front of the French window looking at this prosperous steel forest.

An Xia looked at the depressed young man Jian Wenlun who was holding his neck and hissing and gasping, and then looked at the overbearing president Fu Qingchen who was blinded by the sun but refused to turn back.

Finally, I chose to continue to slack off:

[Wow~ Mr. Fu’s mother is now walking hand in hand with a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes and long legs. ]

Mr. Fu, who is still being exposed to the sun:? !