Chapter 30
The meeting started in five minutes. No one dared to be late for a meeting attended by General Manager Fu. Before Fu Chen arrived, managers and directors from various departments had already taken their seats.
After a moment, Fu Chen pushed the door open and glanced at an empty seat: "Where's Fu Zhan?"
Fu Yu said: "He has something to do and didn't come."
Fu Chen nodded. The eldest brother knew very well what a younger brother who was only eating, drinking and having fun could do. After working for a while, he couldn't sit still again. He might not have gotten up yet at home or just went to bed after playing in the club all night.
Fu Chen: "Let's get started."
.....
Song Xingqi held the stuffed crocodile in his paws, holding the crocodile's tail in his mouth, and tilted his head back and forth, as if he wanted to pull the crocodile's tail out, but the tail didn't come out, and his paw didn't hold it firmly, so the crocodile bounced up and hit him in the face: "Woo..."
After playing with the toy for more than ten minutes, he got tired of it and yawned loudly with his mouth open.
Then look out the window.
Fu Chen's office is on a high floor, and at a glance he can see the scenery of most of the city. Skyscrapers are lined up one after another, and there are straight and winding streets that weave through the city. The vehicles coming and going are like little ants moving on the ground.
These are all very real and yet very unreal.
What is true is that the city remains the same, but what is untrue is that he has turned into a Tibetan mastiff.
Song Zhouxin looked down at his paws.
Oh, sigh slightly.
A camera hidden somewhere was shining on him. On the other side of the camera were men in a meeting. Each department was reporting on its business status in turn. In front of the first man was a laptop. In addition to the meeting-related materials opened in the computer, a small corner was silently playing real-time surveillance of the office.
The more Fu Chen looked, the more he felt that Song Zhouqi's focused look when looking out the window was like a thoughtful person, observing the scenery outside.
Not long after, the Tibetan Mastiff in the picture stood up. He stopped looking at the scenery outside the window and walked to the desk, staring at the desktop computer on the table intently.
For some reason, Fu Chen held his breath, his eyes fixed like an eagle.
Fu Yu glanced at his elder brother and then at the notebook. There was a strange connection between the brothers. If his elder brother was listening to the report carefully, he could cut off his head.
"Mr. Dafu, isn't the Haoting Garden project going to introduce new technology? Workers with the new technology are slow to become familiar with it, so the construction period will also be slowed down. What do you think..." The project manager said in embarrassment that delaying the construction period was not a trivial matter, and he could only bring it up at the meeting to avoid being held accountable in the future.
Fu Yu answered for his elder brother: "If you are not skilled, you should become skilled quickly. Don't be sloppy and perfunctory just because the work is in a hurry. Quality is what matters in engineering. This is what Mr. Fu has repeatedly emphasized. It is also the purpose of our group in construction. As for delaying the project, it is not impossible, but the loss caused by the delay must be reduced to a minimum."
The brothers of the Fu family were of one mind. The words of the second Fu Zong were no different from those of the first Fu Zong. The person in charge nodded quickly: "Okay, I understand."
The meeting continues.
In the office, Song Zhouxing stared at the computer for a long time.
He was considering whether to try going online, where he could check on the school's updates, view the entire Xinhai City map, and even log into his own Penguin account to leave a message to his parents to let them know he was safe.
No, what if I'm already dead?
After death, I still report to my parents that I am safe. Does this mean that I want my parents to be safe or safe?
Song Xingqi sighed again and decided to give up. His claws were too big, and he had to press down five or six keys with one claw. He couldn't type at all. If it was Qiu Zijie, he would definitely be able to do it. Qiu Zijie was a top student, always ranked first in his grade in every subject. He was also good at computers and could do anything. Not to mention typing with his claws, maybe he could type with his teeth, but the prerequisite was that Qiu Zijie would be as unlucky as him and turn into a dog.
Bah, how can you curse your classmates, Song Zhouxing stuck out his tongue.
He looked at the computer for a long time and finally walked away.
Fu Chen couldn't help but smile as he looked at him. After waiting for such a result for such a long time, he almost thought that his week would have to start with playing on the computer.
Fu Chen shook his head, crossed his legs, and leaned back in his chair lazily.
Seeing him shake his head, the conference room suddenly became quiet. The financial director almost bit his tongue and stuttered slightly: "Fu, Mr. Fu, what's wrong?"
Fu Chen raised his eyes, his expression as dignified as usual, and said, "Continue."
Seeing Song Xingqi biting the toy again, Fu Chen turned off the surveillance video, thinking that he was going to continue playing.
In fact, Song Xingqi had made up his mind. If he wanted Fu Chen to feel at ease letting him go out by himself in the future, he had to become more obedient and smarter, and become more popular and liked by more people. So now he had to implement the... step... he forgot which step, but before the Nth step of the plan, he put away his toys first, and picked up the little dolls and crocodiles and placed them on the sofa.
After tidying up, he stepped out of the office.
......
Five minutes passed...
A designer stumbled towards the large conference room where a meeting was still going on, and shouted in panic, "Boss Fu, Boss Fu, this is bad! Your Tibetan Mastiff ran away!"
Fu Chen's face darkened.
Five minutes ago.
After Song Xingqi went out, he stood up and pressed the elevator button. When the elevator door opened, the employees inside were frightened out of their wits. They stared at him in horror, not daring to move a muscle but their mouths.
Employee 1: “Isn’t this the Tibetan Mastiff that Mr. Dafu brought?”
Employee 2: "I heard from Assistant Chen that it doesn't bite people. Is that true?"
Employee 3: "Let's not talk about whether it bites people or not. Why is there only one person, no, a mastiff, taking the elevator?"
Employee 4: "You mean we should have more mastiffs riding the elevator?"
Employee 5: “Ah ...
The four people hurriedly covered the screaming employee's mouth, fearing that the Tibetan Mastiff would be frightened and attack them instead.
"You think too much. I don't bite anyone," Song Zhouqi spread his paws, walked calmly into the elevator, stood up again and took a picture of the floor number.
All employees were shocked: What a magical dog!!!
Song Xingqi arrived at the technical department. He chose the department at random. He was walking in the spacious corridor. A girl just came out of the bathroom and was stunned when she saw the Tibetan Mastiff.
Song Xingqi also looked at her, and seeing that she was not afraid of him, he wagged his tail and said hello: "Woof!"
"It turned out to be a big dog," the girl smiled gently, then put on the glasses she had just cleaned. After seeing clearly, she fled into the nearest glass door with both hands and feet.
“..........”
Song Zhouxing wanted to go up and explain, but the people inside quickly locked the door and didn't let him in.
"I was so scared. I thought it was a Husky or a Border Collie, but it turned out to be a Tibetan Mastiff," the girl patted her chest and looked back at Song Xingqi. When she heard the bark, her face turned pale. "How long will it stay at the door? Why didn't it bark at others, only at me?"
The girls' fear is written all over their faces.
"Don't worry, I won't bite anyone, really. I just came here to play, I have no bad intentions!" Song Xingqi explained anxiously. He just wanted to be liked by everyone like he was at home. In this way, Fu Chen would allow him to come and go freely in the company and bring him to the company often, and his range of activities would become larger and larger.
But the more he explained, the more scared the girl became, and the more anxious Song Zhouqi became.
Everyone misunderstood it, and Fu Chen would also misunderstand it.
"Open the door. If you open the door and let me in, you will know that I won't attack you!" Song Xingqi wandered around the door, digging the gap with his claws from time to time.
"When exactly does it leave?"
"Hurry up and ask someone to take it away."
"How about calling Mr. Fu?"
.....
The employees inside the glass door were talking about it. A team leader called the opposite department and asked someone to ask for General Manager Fu.
Soon, Song Xingqi's familiar footsteps were heard in the corridor, heavy and steady, but a little more urgent than usual. Song Xingqi became more anxious, and his claws scratched on the glass door, making a "click, click" sound.
"Sunday," Fu Chen shouted in a deep voice before he got close.
Song Zhouqi let out a groan and dared not dig anymore.
Today's plan failed.
"Go back to the office," Gu Chen said.
Song Xingqi lowered his head, looking listless. He hesitated for a moment, looked back at the frightened girl, and followed Fu Chen silently. Because he looked back, Fu Chen also looked in that direction. The girl had a ponytail, was very young, and dressed beautifully. She was an intern who had just graduated and joined the company.
Fu Chen frowned.
"I'm sorry..." Song Zhouqi apologized softly.
He squatted between Fu Chen's open legs, slightly raised his eyelids, and when he saw that Fu Chen looked unhappy, he quickly lowered his eyes and stared at the ground.
"What are you doing running around and yelling at people?" Fu Chen looked at him and asked.
Song Xingqi naturally couldn't speak human language and couldn't answer. He understood that Fu Chen didn't want him to speak, but was blaming him a little. He scratched the ground with one of his front paws, like a child picking his fingers after doing something wrong.
A man and a dog sat face to face in the office, but were silent.
Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, Song Zhouxing raised his eyes again, and found that Fu Chen was frowning, so he quickly lowered his head.
In fact, Fu Chen was thinking about something.
He had met the intern in the morning and she had greeted him. He went to look for her on Sunday. He was looking for girls... He liked pretty girls...
"You..." After a long time, Fu Chen slowly uttered a word.
Song Zhouxing was nervous.
What you?
Should I say "Don't come to the company again" or "Don't go out again" or "You made a big mistake today"...
"Are you in heat?"
""
The dog was shocked!
Song Zhou Xing looked at Fu Chen with extremely surprised eyes: "Fu Chen is a big idiot!!!"
snort! ! !
Song Zhou Yi turned his head and pointed his butt at Fu Chen, ignoring him.
The little episode just passed like this. Fu Chen was busy at the company and had no extra time to take care of him. This made Song Xingqi think that Fu Chen was still angry. He continued to play with his toys listlessly. After a while, he rested his head on the crocodile's head and stopped moving, only occasionally moving his eyes.
Knock, knock! Someone is knocking on the door. It's Chen Yuan sending in coffee.
The assistant put the coffee down.
While processing documents and looking through project materials, other bosses would occasionally come to Fu Chen to discuss business, and Song Zhouqi would stay aside and not disturb them, but he felt more and more depressed.
Fu Chen ignored me.
Fu Chen still ignores me.
Why does Fu Chen keep ignoring me?
As he was thinking randomly, he suddenly had an idea. Fu Chen took a sip of the coffee on the table and didn't take a second sip, which meant that the coffee was not tasty.
He can help Fu Chen buy new coffee to make up for his mistake!
After the other bosses left, he wagged his tail and walked to Fu Chen, patting Fu Chen's trouser pocket with his paw.
Fu Chen didn't ignore him, he just thought he was well behaved and didn't need to worry about him, so he didn't deliberately accompany him. He lowered his head to look at Song Xingqi and said, "What's wrong? Are you bored?"
Song Xingqi touched the man's trouser pocket again, embarrassed: "I want some pocket money..."
If he wanted to make amends, he had to ask Fu Chen for Mane first. He could hardly open his mouth, but he didn't use his mouth. He just stood up with his two paws, as if to wish him good fortune and prosperity.
Wish you good fortune and prosperity! Here is your red envelope.
The man looked at Song Xingqi with sharp eyes and asked, "You want money?"
"Woof!"
It’s true. Fu Chen looked serious on the surface, but he was actually wondering in his heart what else Zhou Qi didn’t understand?
How smart is Zhou Xing?
After a moment of silence, Fu Chen took out his leather armor. In addition to a pile of bank cards and ID cards, his wallet did have some cash, including scattered five-yuan and twenty-yuan notes. He took out a five-yuan note and placed it on the coffee table where Song Xingqi could reach it, saying, "This one is a hundred yuan, the largest denomination, and can buy a lot of snacks."
He then took out a stack of hundred-dollar bills: "These are the least valuable. You can't even buy a bottle of water if you take one."
Song Xingqi tilted his head, and his ears swayed with the movement of his head.
What happened to Fu Chen?
The little eyes are filled with big doubts.
Looking at each other, Fu Chen waited for Song Xingqi's choice to see how smart he was. However, he saw another message from Song Xingqi's eyes:
There's a retard here.
Fu Chen: “….”
Song Xingqi picked up a hundred-dollar bill and ran out of the office.
I was still confused. There was no reason for Fu Chen to deliberately lie to the dog, but why did he say that?
Could it be that he ate seafood from the island?
Fu Chen, who was sitting in a mess, wiped his face slowly to come back to his senses, then called Chen Yuan and asked him to follow Song Xingqi to ensure his safety and ensure that the company's employees would not suffer any unexpected disasters.
Just as Chen Yuan hung up the phone, he saw Song Xingqi running through the aisle outside the glass door, and he hurriedly chased after him.
Song Zhouxing walked out of the elevator, crossed the first floor lobby, and ran outside through the card swipe door.
“Hey...this..." The security guard held an electric baton, not knowing whether to chase or not.
The news that Mr. Fu came to work this morning with a Tibetan mastiff had already spread throughout the company, and everyone from top to bottom knew that he was the boss's beloved dog.
"Lao Wang, you want to beat up Mr. Fu's dog too? Don't you want to do this anymore?" Chen Yuan quickly walked past the security guard and left a message.
The security guard quickly put the electric baton into the hands of another colleague, as the saying goes, "A friend's death is a fate better than death."
Shortly after Song Zhouqi left, Fu Chen received a call.
Nutritionist for Tibetan Mastiff.
"Mr. Fu, I'm sorry. I only recently found time to call you. When he passed away, Mr. Fu asked me to be in charge of its diet. Before it was small, it mainly ate soft and easily digestible food. Now it is approaching the mature stage of development, and its diet needs to be adjusted. I'll come to your house when it is convenient for you," the nutritionist spoke gently, and judging from his tone, he should be a very kind man.
However, Fu Chen never judges people by appearances. Thinking about the abnormality of the week, he said silently: "Okay, then it's the weekend."
"Mr. Fu," the secretary came in from outside and said cautiously, "Mr. Zhang from Boyuan Group is here."
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