Chapter 10
"You really are someone who is hated by everyone," Fu Yu put away his phone.
The drunk Qiu Zijie forgot that he was a dog and was very dissatisfied with this remark. He thought about his good grades, the scholarship he received for the whole grade, the awards he won in the Mathematical Olympiad, and the good relationship with his classmates. How could he be hated by people and a dog?
You are hated by everyone and disliked by dogs!
Qiu Zijie kept howling and cursing very loudly.
Fu Yu clicked his tongue. It sounded very noisy. He picked up the bottle on the ground and threw it into the trash can. He strode back to the sofa and grabbed the dog's mouth. "If you bark again, I will tie your mouth up. From now on, I can only untie it when you eat or drink."
"Woooooooooooo~" Qiu Zijie made a slight protest in Fu Yu's palm, but because Fu Yu had just cleaned up the drink bottle and his hand was stained with a sweet taste, he was attracted by the smell and licked it with his tongue.
Fu Yu raised his eyebrows and loosened his grip a little, as his grip was not tight to begin with.
Qiu Zijie chased after him and licked the palm of his hand.
Such behavior represents the pet's love and closeness to people. Although it is partly due to hunger, it always makes people feel softer. Fu Yu stared at him and tried to touch the dog's head. Qiu Zijie twisted his body, bending left and right, with his limbs and claws raised, his tail sweeping on the sofa, and his head rubbed against Fu Yu when he touched him.
This was Fu Yu’s first time petting a dog, and the fur under his palm was softer and more comfortable than he had imagined.
His palm touched the dense fur on Qiu Zijie's neck twice, which was so soft. Qiu Zijie enjoyed being touched and even spread his belly for him to touch. Even if he had never eaten pork, he had seen pigs run. Fu Yu gently rubbed his belly a few times, patted it and said, "I'll get you something to eat."
Seeing Fu Yu stand up, Qiu Zijie rolled over and stood up as well. When he jumped to the ground, he fell to the ground with a bang.
Before he could get up, a pair of arms picked him up, and the coffee table, display screen, and dining table in the living room slowly passed by his eyes...
Ouch?
Qiu Zijie's mind is still not clear.
After the fall just now, Fu Yu remembered that the drink contained alcohol. He picked up the Husky and stuffed it into the car, then took it to the pet hospital for a check-up. Qiu Zijie was relatively well behaved except for the occasional howl. Later, he fell asleep unknowingly. When he woke up, he found himself in the passenger seat of the SUV. There was a drizzle outside the window. He raised his head and saw a man coming out of a pet supply store. He then threw all the pet daily necessities, food, etc. he had bought into the back seat, then opened the door of the driver's seat and sat in.
There was a thin layer of water droplets on the man's hair, like it was covered with a layer of light sand. Qiu Zijie retracted his neck, curled up his body and continued to sleep.
Perhaps, there is no harm in staying for a while. At least when Fu Yu goes to work during the day, he can concentrate on practicing calligraphy at home alone, Qiu Zijie thought.
*
This drizzle has been falling for two days and only today did it show signs of stopping. The air is still filled with dampness, but it does not affect the people rushing back and forth on the road. They go to school and work as usual.
A meeting was being held in the large conference room of Tianhong Group at this time. The land project required market research, land evaluation, planning and design, and many other miscellaneous things. Fu Yu made several planning schemes. Fu Chen had no objection as he was very confident in the second son's work. The one who had an objection was Fu Lianping. She came to attend the regular meeting specially on Monday and found fault with the plan because she was dissatisfied with Fu Chen's previous promise not to let her add people to the new project.
The atmosphere of the meeting was very heavy. All the managers and directors did not interrupt, and just kept their eyes on the meeting.
"Tsk," one of them laughed out loud, crossed his legs, with a slight smile in his upturned peach blossom eyes, and said nonchalantly, "Aunt, you should stop interfering in the company's affairs when you are old. Your vision as an old generation cannot be compared with that of the young people today. You should go home and rest. Wouldn't it be better to take the dividends at the end of the year?"
"What nonsense are you talking about! I have a share in the company, so I can't have a say?" Fu Lianping glared at him. "But you, you eat, drink and have fun outside all day long, and you only come to the company rarely. What do you know!"
Fu Zhan scratched his ears nonchalantly.
Fu Lianping wanted to continue scolding, but Fu Chen stopped her from saying "dismiss" in a rough voice.
Everyone present acted as if they were pardoned and filed out one after another. Fu Lianping was so angry that her chest felt tight. She wanted to warn Fu Chen as an elder to keep his younger brothers under control, but this man was no longer the seven or eight-year-old kid in her impression. He had become unnaturally mature since he was ten years old. She glared at Fu Yu and Fu Zhan, snorted, and left the meeting room.
Seeing that everyone had left, Fu Zhan also wanted to run. Just as he took a step, Fu Yu grabbed his collar and dragged him back: "Why are you running?"
"No," Fu Zhan smiled at Fu Yu and rescued himself from his second brother. "Everyone has three urgent needs. I just wanted to go to the bathroom."
"I don't know what you want to do yet," Fu Chen said, "You should also focus on your studies."
Fu Zhan touched his nose. He had been spoiled by his family since he was a child, but he only listened to his brothers. His eldest brother had too much aura, his second brother was too sinister, and he couldn't beat his third brother's fist. Tsk... He smacked his lips. He had to listen.
The meeting was over, but there was still business to discuss.
Fu Chen gestured, "Chen Yuan."
Chen Yuan took out the prepared information and handed it to Fu Yu. Fu Yu took a look and said, "Lin Feng Group?"
"Yes, the information of Lin Feng Group," Fu Chen said, "It is a force in the neighboring province, and it is also a family business. They came to our Xinhai City to develop tourism."
"It shouldn't be that simple," Fu Yu passed the information to Fu Zhan.
Speaking of new forces, Fu Zhan also became serious: "Some time ago, my second brother just won the right to use the new land through bidding, and the Zhang family made a despicable move. Now other groups have entered Xinhai City. If we join forces with the Zhang family, we will be attacked from both sides."
"You guessed it right. This is the alliance invited by the Zhang family." Fu Chen nodded in a deep voice.
"Fuck!" Fu Zhan threw the documents on the table. He was the youngest and the most impatient, his emotions showing on his face, "Brother, just tell me what to do. I'll do whatever you say. Or we can find a chance to catch Zhang Shixian or Zhang Shiyao and beat them up. Let's vent our anger for second brother first."
"Why are you so reckless? If you fight, you will be sent to Orange County. Do you want to go?" Fu Yu crossed his arms and looked at him sideways.
Fu Zhan curled his lips: "I'm so angry."
Fu Chen also said: "Don't act impulsively. I let you know about the Lin Feng Group so that you can be more careful when you meet people and things in the future, and don't fall into any traps. There are also many new projects that have not been issued with many certificates. Second brother, pay more attention and don't let the Zhang family have the opportunity to hinder the progress."
"Understood," Fu Yu said.
Fu Chen: "As for Xiao Si."
Fu Zhan tightened his skin, knowing that his elder brother wanted him to do something, so he didn't dare to look rogue.
Fu Chen said, "The recent collapse of Qingyun High School has caused a lot of controversy. I can't spare any time. Go check for more details on the casualties, which construction company contracted it, and whether it has anything to do with the Zhang family."
Chen Yuan reminded him, "The Chengnan campus was planned as a new campus only fifteen years ago. Qingyun High School also moved here at that time. The principal at that time was Mr. Wang Mingzhi. You can start from this line."
"Fifteen years ago?" Fu Zhan did a quick mental calculation. "Fifteen years ago, I was still a child. You want me to look up something that happened so long ago? Brother, isn't there anything more recent?"
Fu Chen snorted: "Qingyun High School didn't collapse fifteen years ago. Is that far away?"
Fu Zhan: “…”
Fu Chen: "You should find something to do instead of going out to sea or hanging out in clubs all day long..."
"Wait, wait, brother. I will investigate the landslide. I must investigate it thoroughly. Don't worry," Fu Zhan quickly interrupted his brother's muttering, raised three fingers and swore to do what he had asked. After saying that, he slipped away quickly. As soon as he left the office, he regained his playboy spirit and smiled tenderly at the female colleagues who were looking at him from the next cubicle.
The female colleagues blushed slightly. The four men in the Fu family were all handsome, and any one of them could debut in the entertainment industry as the center. But the fourth young master was the best at teasing people, a typical playboy.
The other two men were still in the meeting room. Fu Chen asked about the injury on the second man's back, which had already scabbed over and was not serious.
In the afternoon, the sky cleared up.
At a window on the first floor of the big villa, Song Xingqi was lying on the windowsill, watching the scenery of the front yard full of flowers as the sun set.
But this scenery...I'm tired of it.
The advantage of him being able to stay in the house after faking illness was that he didn't need to be exposed to the wind and sun, but he also couldn't come and go as he pleased. In order to prevent him from suddenly jumping up and rushing at people, the man named Xiao Zhou tied him with an iron chain, which was straightened to a distance of exactly one meter from the door.
What should I do next? I can't be locked in my room forever.
Song Xingqi was thinking about things in the same calm way as Qiu Zijie usually does. Just as he was thinking, his ears moved slightly. Someone was coming. They should be bringing him food at this time. He got down from the windowsill and quickly returned to his nest to lie on his side, with his limbs neatly arranged, looking like a dead man who had not lived for two days.
Xiao Zhou pushed the door open and poured all the food in the large bowl into Song Xingqi's bowl. In addition to the nutritious meals prepared by the kitchen, there were also imported freeze-dried foods. Suddenly, he remembered that he had forgotten something else, so he said, "There is boiled meat prepared for you in the kitchen. I forgot about it. You eat first and I'll go get it for you."
After saying that, Xiao Zhou went out again.
He was not enthusiastic about eating and had problems with his thinking. As soon as the door closed, Song Xingqi suddenly raised his head, rummaged on the floor with his limbs like a horse, and got up to eat dinner. When he first became a dog, he was in no mood, and it happened that the original owner of the Tibetan Mastiff passed away. When he didn't eat, everyone thought he was on a hunger strike for his owner. Now he accepted his life as a dog.
"The food I prepared for you today is more than yesterday. I don't know if you can finish it. Anyway, if you can eat it, eat as much as possible..." Xiao Zhou was stunned when he came back.
The Tibetan Mastiff's food bowl was empty and cleaner than his face.
"Where's your food?" Xiao Zhou looked at Song Xingqi, then at the food bowl. He didn't believe it, so he picked up the dog bowl and looked at the bottom of the bowl, then looked around the empty room, "Did you eat the food or did it disappear?"
"Of course I ate it," Song Xingqi said, but he lay there motionless, dying like a lonely fallen leaf, and it seemed that he was only a breath away from death.
Xiao Zhou put down the boiled meat and was stunned: "If I remember correctly, I should have fed it... right?" He was about to go back to the kitchen to check. Just as he walked into the living room, he saw Fu Chen coming back. He immediately greeted, "Sir, Assistant Chen, you are back."
"Yeah," Fu Chen nodded.
Xiao Zhou asked: "Sir, do you want to eat right away or wait a while?"
"Wait a minute," Fu Chen said. He had to go to the study first before he stepped onto the stairs. Suddenly, he thought of the Tibetan mastiff's head that had suddenly retracted in the window that he had seen before getting out of the car. He couldn't help but ask, "How's that Tibetan mastiff?"
Xiao Zhou answered truthfully: "It is getting weaker and weaker, and it eats more and more."
Fu Chen's mind was a little confused, so he turned around and looked at him.
Chen Yuan also cast a puzzled look at Xiao Zhou: "Do you want to organize your words and say it again?"
Xiao Zhou wanted to cry but had no tears: "........"
It's really like this...
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