Chapter 14
Chen Yuan and Xiao Zhou were whispering to each other.
Song Xingqi shook his ears and caught the key points of the two people's conversation, such as seriousness and perfection. Suddenly, he felt happier. While Fu Chen liked him, he also developed a good impression of this man. He put his paws on Fu Chen's shoulders and put his nose straight into the man's neck.
Fu Chen hugged him in a good mood, and after Fu Chen finished taking a shower, they went to the restaurant for dinner, or rather, it was already a midnight snack.
Even though Song Xingqi had eaten early, Chen Yuan still prepared some for him, and flattered his boss: "Boss Fu, no wonder Mr. Fu wants to keep a dog. Who wouldn't like such a clever one? It has a very good eye, and it picks the right owner."
He praises both people and dogs, otherwise how could he have worked with Fu Chen for several years? Not only is he capable at work, but he is also good at flattering people in a way that makes people feel good.
Song Xingqi thought what he said was good and wagged his tail while eating the boiled chicken leg.
"Yes," Fu Chen said, and then instructed, "Take some time to make a list and see what it is still missing, and make up for it if necessary."
The more he looked at this Tibetan Mastiff, the more he liked it.
Is this probably the mentality behind keeping a pet?
Chen Yuan quickly responded: "Okay, I'll order what's missing later and ask Auntie to go shopping tomorrow."
Fu Chen also reminded: "I don't know much about pet products, please take care of it and choose the best ones. I don't need to spend this little money."
Chen Yuan smiled and said, "I understand. Mr. Fu is not someone who is short of money, but you really care about it."
Fu Chen also pursed his lips and said, "Since you have decided to raise it, you should take good care of it. Compared to those people with ulterior motives, even if they are related by blood, they may not be as loyal to me as it is."
"Yes," Chen Yuan nodded.
The boss was alluding to that aunt Fu Lianping and uncle Fu Chengqiang, but to be honest, the brother and sister were not of the same mind. They only united because the boss was much more powerful than them and they felt they had a common enemy. If the boss really stepped down, they would still fight among themselves.
After finishing eating the big chicken leg, Song Xingqi threw herself on Fu Chen's thigh with satisfaction.
He heard their conversation, and the man even wanted to buy him something else, so that he would have everything he needed to eat and use. Now he felt that Fu Chen was a good man! No, he was a man with an absolutely soft heart!
Fu Chen took out a tissue to wipe Song Xingqi's mouth and asked Chen Yuan, "How is the investigation going on for those people representing Lin Feng Group that I asked you to investigate?"
Although he spent some time with the Tibetan Mastiff tonight, he did not forget that there was still business to discuss.
Chen Yuan said: "There are four people in total. Only one person named Lu Yuanyi is a senior executive of their group and can serve as a representative of the group. The others are just managers or assistants. In my opinion, the cooperation between Linfeng Group and Zhang family may not be sincere."
"You have to test the sincerity first."
"That's true."
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Song Xingqi didn't understand the business they were talking about, but he had seen the name "Lin Feng Group". One summer vacation, he was bored at home and took his father's financial magazine to read. There was an article reporting on the new technology products developed by Lin Feng Group. If the Lin Feng Group they were talking about was the group he knew, did it mean that he was not in a parallel space? He was in the original world?
This realization made Song Xingqi excited. While Fu Chen was not paying attention, he got off Fu Chen's legs and moved his butt little by little to the door of the restaurant.
Fu Chen glanced at him.
Song Xingqi stopped, lowered his head and pushed the sliding door, pretending to be playing.
Fu Chen then talked about business with Chen Yuan.
Song Xingqi glanced at Fu Chen, good, he was not paying attention to him anymore, and quietly moved his body outward. When he turned around, his two front paws jumped up and pounced forward, and his paws landed lightly on the ground. One step, two steps, three steps, four steps... Well, the man did not come to catch him, so he quickened his pace and rushed to the living room.
He wanted to find some useful information, to see which city he was in, and whether it was possible for him to meet his former classmates and his parents. These were all very important to him.
The large living room where horse racing could be held was very clean, the furniture was spotless, and there were no messy magazines. In fact, there were magazines, but they were put away by the cleaner. Fortunately, he found a desk calendar on the storage cabinet. He swept the calendar to the floor and rummaged through it over and over again. The year on the calendar was the same as the year before he became a dog, and the manufacturer's address printed on the back was also a city he knew.
In an instant, he was like a chicken with blood injected. He just became a Tibetan mastiff and did not go to another world!
Very good!
Song Xingqi picked up the calendar and pounced on the cabinet to put it back, but he couldn't put it upright as before. He tried to pick it up with his claws, but suddenly a hand fell on his head. Fu Chen had finished talking about business, and rubbed Song Xingqi: "You're biting things when I haven't been watching you for a while?"
"No, I didn't mean it," Song Zhouqi said quickly.
Fu Chen sat down on the sofa and waved to Song Xingqi: "I remembered that I haven't given you a name yet, what should I call you?"
Name? Song Zhouqi looked at the calendar, then at the man. An idea struck him. He held the calendar again and handed it to the man. Fu Chen flipped through it and said, "Calendar? What are you going to do with it?"
"Choose a name, Zhou Xing. My name is Song Zhou Xing," Song Zhou Xing pointed at the date above with his paw.
Fu Chen understood: "Name it Desk Calendar?"
But not much.
Song Xingqi slapped the calendar hard, scratching the word Tuesday with his fingernails. Fu Chen looked at it carefully and asked, "Do you like Mondays?"
"No, no, no, it's Xingqi, Xingqi!" Song Xingqi couldn't explain clearly. He was so anxious that he turned around in circles and yelled at Fu Chen again. But then he thought, it doesn't matter what name the man gave him, he is no longer the high school student Song Xingqi. Thinking this in his heart, he calmed down again.
But Fu Chen is a businessman after all, and his mind is active. He pondered: "Monday is also called Monday, is it the week?"
That’s right!
Song Xingqi responded repeatedly, wagging his tail, barking and rushing forward to lick Fu Chen.
Fu Chen took the opportunity to hug him and stroked his fur, chuckling, "You really have unique taste. You like these two words. Do you want to be a Sunday dog?"
“.......” How can you say that about a dog?
"Woof!" he roared.
Fu Chen laughed loudly and patted Song Xingqi: "Okay, I won't say anything about you. Since you like to call me that, I'll call you Xingqi from now on."
"Yeah!" Song Xingqi is a simple-minded person. He will be sincere to anyone who treats him well. He poured out all his stories in one go. "My real name is Song Xingqi. My hometown is Cangzhou in the coastal area. I transferred to Qingyun High School two years ago, but I am not a high school student now. That night I saw the floor of the dormitory collapsed, and when I woke up I turned into your Tibetan Mastiff. But I am sure that I am in the original world. If I have the chance, I will definitely meet my parents and classmates..."
Although he knew that the other party couldn't understand him, after he said these words, the depression he had been feeling during this period disappeared. He felt like he had found someone he could talk to, and he felt at ease.
After playing in the living room for a while, Fu Chen took him back to his room on the first floor.
Song Xingqi no longer resisted and went in obediently. Fu Chen comforted her: "If you come back early from get off work in the future, I will take you for a walk in the yard, or take you for a stroll outside. If you come back late, you can play in the living room for a while."
Song Xingqi lay down in the large rectangular nest, joy revealed in his bright eyes, and his tail swept back and forth in the nest.
"Go to sleep sweetly," Fu Chen rubbed the soft fur, patted it twice, then got up and left.
The door slowly closed, and when the tiny gap was closing, Song Xingqi quickly raised his head and stared at the man until the man completely disappeared. Fu Chen was also looking at him just now. The eyes of an animal always make people soft. Fu Chen's heart sank, but it was late and he had to go to bed.
Song Zhou lay on his back with his feet up in the air. It was the first time in many days that he slept with his belly open. His tail would occasionally sweep his body. The dark room no longer made him feel uneasy.
In the morning, he woke up before the cleaning staff entered the house.
It was Xiao Zhou who brought him breakfast, but what surprised Song Xingqi was that within two minutes after Xiao Zhou put down the food bowl, a tall man came in. He didn't expect Fu Chen to see him so early in the morning. After they all left, he lay on the windowsill and watched the black car drive out of the gate from afar. In the evening, when the sun set, he lay on the windowsill again and waited for Fu Chen to come back. Although the time in between was a bit long, it was not so unbearable anymore.
A few days passed like this, and one day Fu Chen came back and asked the villa staff to go home early so that Song Zhouqi could play in the living room.
Song Xingqi held the doll in his mouth and shook his head. He couldn't control the itch in his teeth and kept chewing it left and right. Suddenly, his ears twitched. He raised his head and heard the sound of a door opening at the entrance, and then a man entered the living room.
The man looked at Song Zhouxing.
Song Zhou looked at him.
"Oh my god," Fu Zhan was stunned, "Who let the Tibetan mastiff out? Xiao Zhou? Chen Yuan?"
No one responded. The only response was Song Xingqi's loud barking. He threw the doll away and rushed to Fu Zhan. He circled around Fu Zhan and kept barking: "Woof, woof, woof, woof! Woof..."
"Damn, you don't want to bite me, do you? Let me tell you, I am also the owner of this house. If you hurt me, you will end up in a very miserable state. Do you hear me?" Fu Zhan didn't dare to act rashly. Just kidding, Tibetan Mastiff is not an ordinary dog.
Woof woof woof!
Song Xingqi was still yelling, just because he was excited. He knew the face of this dandy boy, he had seen him before!
One time, he saw the gossip about this man on the Internet. After clicking in and reading it once, the big data always pushed him news about this person, such as the young master of the Fu family visited the crew of a certain female star late at night, the four young masters of Xinhai had dinner with a popular new generation actress, gave beautiful women sports cars, and spent money on birthday celebrations in bars, etc.....
He knew him. His name was Fu Zhan. He was the youngest son of the famous Fu family in Xinhai City and also a well-known playboy.
Song Zhouqi's brain started working.
Since Fu Zhan is also the owner of the house, it means that the man who is always addressed as Mr. Fu or Mr. Fu is Fu Zhan’s brother?
Song Xingqi is not a local and is a senior high school student. He is busy reviewing and doing papers every day and has not paid attention to the economic problems of this city. However, the Fu family is so famous in Xinhai City that sometimes even his classmates will mention it.
After some analysis, he confirmed that he was in Xinhai City, in the Fu family.
It’s not far from the school!
In this case, if you pay attention to the local news or newspapers, you will definitely know the current situation of the school! Maybe you can even find out whether you are dead or alive, or have become a vegetable and your soul is temporarily living there.
"Go away...stay away from me. I'm warning you not to pounce on me. I'm experienced in fighting," Fu Zhan first persuaded him with words.
A man and a dog were "confronting" each other, and Fu Chen came down from the corridor steadily and shouted, "Xingqi, come here."
Song Xingqi immediately turned around and ran towards Fu Chen.
Fu Chen stroked Song Xingqi's fur, pointed at Fu Zhan and said to him: "This person is my brother, he is one of our own family. Xingqi will not be mean to him from now on, okay?"
"Okay!" Song Zhouxing agreed obediently, and explained, "I'm not being mean to him."
Seeing that his elder brother was able to control himself, Fu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, walked over leisurely, and said with a smile: "I was wondering who was so bold to let Old Fu's dog out. It turned out to be you, elder brother. Brother, you are not going to raise it yourself, are you?"
"My family doesn't need this meal. He will be my dog from now on," said Fu Chen.
Fu Zhan nodded, and found that after his elder brother's instructions, the Tibetan Mastiff really stopped roaring at him. It must be that his elder brother spent a lot of effort in training it: "I didn't expect that you still have the leisure time," thinking back to his elder brother's tone just now, he joked, "It's rare to see you so gentle, and if you don't know, you might think you are coaxing a woman."
"You think I'm you," Fu Chen rolled up his sleeves slowly, "You feel itchy after I've left you alone for a few days, right?"
The eldest brother's fist was as hard as the third brother's. Fu Zhan begged for mercy with a playful smile: "No, no."
Fu Chen said: "Let's go to the restaurant and eat."
Fu Zhan: "But my second brother hasn't come yet."
"He likes to scout out the locations, so he'll be here in less than two minutes," Fu Chen said. Then the sound of an engine came from outside. Speak of the devil, and he'll be here.
Every weekend for the Fu family is a family dinner. It was a rule set by Fu Chengye in the past so that family members could keep in touch with each other. Their uncles, aunts and their families would come. Later, as Fu Chengye got older, he became more and more picky and spoke harshly. Gradually, they all stopped wanting to go to the big villa. After Fu Chen took over the family business, no matter who else he cared about, he had to call his younger brothers back home regularly for dinner.
"Brother, don't say anything later, or else you'll scare your second brother," Fu Zhan looked at Song Xingqi and smiled wickedly.
Song Zhouqi heard it.
At this time, Fu Yu came in from outside, looked at his eldest brother and fourth brother, then looked at the messy Tibetan mastiff, and said calmly: "Brother, I'm back."
Fu Chen nodded.
Several people went to the restaurant, and Song Zhouqi stuck to Fu Chen and walked with him.
Fu Zhan was surprised and asked, "Why does it roar non-stop when I come in, but it doesn't even make a sound when my second brother comes? Do I look very annoying to dogs?"
The eldest brother is very proud: "It shows that my Zhou is spiritual and I know that he is also a family member."
Of course, Song Zhouqi puffed out his chest.
"My second brother must have gotten close to it," Fu Zhan guessed, and then casually said, "But big brother, how did you make it like this? Its fur is cut long in one part and short in another. It's really ugly. If I hadn't taken a closer look, I wouldn't have known it was our Tibetan Mastiff."
Song Zhou was stunned, as if struck by a bolt from the blue in his mind. He tilted his head to look at Fu Chen.
Am I ugly???
Fu Chen's heart skipped a beat.
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