Chapter 37
Fu Yu carried Qiu Zijie and left: "I'm taking my dog with me. Master Zhang, just stay in the orange."
"Ahhhhh——" Zhang Shiyao roared angrily and punched the air with his intact left hand.
Police officer: “….”
After venting his anger, he honestly called Zhang Shixian and said, "Brother, can you come and fish me out of the orange?"
Zhang Shixian, who was still in the hospital, suddenly felt powerless. After hearing the whole story, he couldn't curse: "Fu Yu is the most vicious among the brothers. You are simply the most vicious one. What can I say about you!"
Zhang Shiyao listened to the lecture with a sad face, and asked again after listening: "What about my Nicholas?"
Zhang Shixian: "Did it die?"
Zhang Shiyao: “Not yet.”
Zhang Shixian: "Then let's wait and see."
He opened the door, put the passenger seat in the car, closed the door, went around the front of the car, got in and started the car. Fu Yu came out of the Public Security Bureau without wasting a second. After a few rumbling sounds, the off-road vehicle pierced into the night.
Qiu Zijie looked out the window and watched the night scene pass by at a steady speed. After watching for a while, he found a comfortable position in the passenger seat, yawned lazily, and then went to sleep.
Not long after, the passenger door opened.
Qiu Zijie had just raised his head when Fu Yu hugged him again.
They didn't go home, but went to a pet cleaning shop. Fu Yu said simply: "It's taking a bath."
"Okay, this way," the clerk led Qiu Zijie to the bathroom inside, and kept praising Qiu Zijie for her beauty.
Qiu Zijie has been to Fu Yu's cloakroom many times and of course has looked in the mirror. The Husky is black and white, with a strong body, thick and dense fur, and a fluffy and soft tail. It is also a top-notch appearance among purebreds. He responded to the clerk's compliments from time to time and cooperated with the bathing process throughout.
A hot bath is very comfortable. The hot water pours down from the neck, and you can use a brush to brush from head to toe. After washing, you can clean the ears and teeth. Qiu Zijie will not refuse any enjoyment.
He occasionally glanced at the man outside, who was standing in front of a shelf picking something through the glass door of the bathroom.
"Mr. Fu, everything is ready," the clerk opened the door.
Qiu Zijie shook his fluffy fur and stepped out.
"Yeah," Fu Yu nodded, then chose a suitable triangular scarf for Qiu Zijie to wear, and took out a flat box from his inner pocket.
What?
Qiu Zijie leaned over to take a look.
There was an exquisite nameplate in the box, with the words "Xiao Ha" engraved on the front and a mobile phone number on the back.
Fu Yu took out the nameplate and pinned it on the triangular scarf.
Qiu Zijie could only sigh that the feud between the Fu and Zhang families was really deep, and Fu Yu was determined to fight Zhang Shiyao to the end.
"If you were asked to choose when you were in the police station, who would you choose?" Fu Yu suddenly stared at him and asked.
Qiu Zijie tilted his head, pretending not to understand.
Fu Yu said: "I will definitely be the one to choose."
Qiu Zijie: “…”
If you have no shame, you are invincible.
After paying the bill and walking out of the pet care shop, Fu Yu opened the passenger door and Qiu Zijie jumped in. The neon lights on the street illuminated the back seat of the car, which was filled with a lot of pet supplies. He glanced casually and then looked at the man driving. He felt that his brain was only suitable for studying physics and chemistry, not for exploring human hearts.
After returning home, Qiu Zijie hurriedly stuffed the small piece of tie that was exposed at the bottom of the sofa back inside. Fu Yu didn't look at him. The first thing he did when he entered the living room was to look upstairs.
Qiu Zijie noticed this and felt a pang in his heart.
Fu Yu was very careful in doing things. For example, he installed cameras in the cloakroom and hid diamonds in the collar. Even Qiu Zijie, as a dog, didn't know when he did these things. So Qiu Zijie had a hunch that Fu Yu had set more than one trap and was afraid that he would be trapped inadvertently. He picked up a toy and pretended to want to go upstairs to play and quickly followed.
Fu Yu looked down and said, "Don't think I don't know you hid my tie."
Well, Qiu Zijie thought, this is the eighth one after all, so it’s inevitable that you’ll see one or two of them.
Fu Yu did not return to the bedroom, but went straight to the study, walked around the desk and sat behind the computer.
Qiu Zijie was playing with toys in the middle of the study. He pricked up his ears and heard the sound of typing. He swung the toy in his mouth to the east and west, and then deliberately threw it to Fu Yu's feet. Then he lowered his body, pounced on the toy with a roar, and pounced in front of Fu Yu.
He shook his head a few times with the toy in his mouth, then naturally pounced on the armrest of the chair and tilted his head to see what Fu Yu was doing.
The screen page is the hidden network social platform where he logged into the account during the day, referred to as IN. IN is hidden under the ordinary network. Usually, most of the accounts that log in to the hidden network are hackers.
At this time, Fu Yu was logging into his own account and communicating with his friends online.
Night Walker: King is online.
Qiu Zijie's heart tightened.
Fu Yu typed at an incredibly fast speed, his slender fingers flying: Can I get in touch with him?
Nightcrawler: I tried to track his login region, but it was obviously a fake IP.
Fu Yu: What was his friend’s reply?
Night Walker: Hey, I haven’t heard from that Luobote since I asked him once. He must be able to be contacted, but that person doesn’t want to contact you, and Luobote doesn’t want to bother with us either.
Fu Yu typed a word: Hmm.
Night Walker: Why are you so persistent in finding him?
Why are you so persistent?
Since Fu Yu has identified someone to poach, he will poach him no matter what. When the collective system was hacked, he concluded that the Zhang family hired hackers. However, there was a person who helped Tianhong Group fix the loophole and reduced the losses at that time. Moreover, he was alone against the attack of seven people. This person was impeccable both in character and in terms of technology.
He wanted to recruit such people into the group for his own use, and Tianhong Group needed top talents to expand its industry scope.
Night Walker: In my opinion, there are so many technical talents in the world, why don’t you consider others?
Fu Yu typed the next line: I don’t like others.
A little sense of pride welled up in Qiu Zijie's calm heart.
Then, Fu Yu turned his head and looked at Qiu Zijie, who had stood up, moved his two front paws from the armrests of the leather chair to the desk, and stretched his neck to look at the computer. He said, "Silly dog, do you understand it? You are reading it so seriously, don't tell me Zhang Shiyao taught you to read."
Naked was despised.
Qiu Zijie put down his paw, turned and walked out of the study, quickly picked up Fu Yu's most expensive pair of leather shoes and threw them into the toilet, then came back.
At this time, Fu Yu had already logged out of his account and was thinking with his brows slightly furrowed.
A few days ago, he brought his computer to the company and imported the development plan for the new land. What he wanted was for Zhang Shiyao to copy the data in his computer when he stole the dog. He wanted to trick the other party into losing everything. However, he just checked and found no trace of any data transfer, which meant that Zhang Shiyao had no other idea except stealing the dog.
Fu Yu sneered, "Since you're here, why don't you do anything else? It's a headache that our IQs are not on the same level."
Qiu Zijie didn't know what he was planning, but it was definitely not a good thing.
The second son of the Fu family exudes the aura of a cunning fox.
Fu Yu, who was staring at the keyboard and thinking about something, suddenly frowned. Qiu Zijie followed his line of sight and saw a few dog hairs stuck in the light-colored external keyboard. His scalp tightened for an instant and he threw himself on the table, howling and had to bite the keyboard with his mouth, indicating that this was how the dog hairs got on there.
"If you chew the keyboard and break it, I'll hang you up and beat you," Fu Yu threatened with narrowed eyes.
"Don't worry, I know my limits and I'll use it myself," said Qiu Zijie.
Fu Yu raised his hand.
Qiu Zijie ran very fast, but he did not go downstairs. Instead, he hid behind the floor-length curtains in the master bedroom. There was a single sofa in front of the curtains to provide shelter. After Fu Yu discovered the leather shoes in the toilet, he searched the entire downstairs but couldn't find him.
Qiu Zijie slept behind the curtains until dawn.
When Fu Yu went out in the morning, he continued to practice his skills.
The day passed quietly.
In the evening, a man with a scraggly beard, with a brown paper bag under his arm, pushed the door into the high-end restaurant that looked out of place to him.
He came to the "Tian" private room.
Fu Zhan, who was sitting inside, crossed his legs, crossed his arms, and yawned lazily. When he saw the person coming, he raised his eyelids and said, "Why are you so slow? I've been waiting for you for half an hour."
The man smiled and said, "Sorry, there's a traffic jam on the road."
Fu Zhan said: "Let's talk business."
The man gave a thumbs up and said, "It's all thanks to your second brother for spreading the rumor, and also thanks to you for predicting that he would go to the hospital."
"Can you speak? What do you mean my second brother spread rumors? Did you see my second brother spread rumors?" Fu Zhan put down his hands, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the bamboo shoots on the plate in front of him, his tone full of dissatisfaction.
"Nonsense, I'm talking nonsense," the man immediately understood. It was enough for him to understand it in his heart without saying it out loud.
A few days ago, the Boyuan Group's construction site in the west of the city spread rumors that the collapse of the south campus would be blamed on the current workers. The workers were anxious and spread the news, and even people from other construction sites heard about it and used it as a topic of conversation. It is certainly impossible to blame the current workers, but whether the builder behind the campus is Boyuan Group is a subtle issue in the rumors.
Once confirmed, the former construction team, including every corrupt personnel, can be found out by following the line of Boyuan Group.
Therefore, the contractor could no longer sit still.
Upon learning that Zhang Shixian was in the hospital, he immediately went to his house to question him. It was clearly agreed that everything would be foolproof, so how could such a rumor spread?
The man opened the brown paper bag and took out the photos inside. "I took these in the hospital. They were just developed. Lv Fu, 46 years old, lives in the Sunshine Community in the old city. He has been single since he got divorced. He is like a loach. He noticed I was staring at him as soon as he left the hospital. He ran faster than a rabbit."
"He also loves gambling and owes a lot of debts. He must have gained experience in avoiding debts," the man took out another piece of information from the paper bag.
"The information can be sent to me online. Do you need me to come over to get the paper version?" Fu Zhan was eating.
The man smiled, picked up the soup beside him and took a sip, saying, "I want to have a good meal once in a while, to satisfy my hunger before work. Do you mind, Fourth Young Master?"
"Okay," Fu Zhan chuckled, put down his chopsticks and put away all the information, "Since he has revealed his tail, we should find him as soon as possible. You can order whatever you want for this meal, and the bill will be on me. I'm leaving first."
"Ah? You don't want to eat?"
"I'm going to pick up my little fur ball."
Fu Zhan waved his hand and left the private room.
He was in a good mood today, thanks to his second brother's conspiracy, and his investigation also made progress.
The waiter parked his convertible in front of the restaurant. Fu Zhan tried to be cool. Even when it was getting dark, he still put on a pair of sunglasses. He threw a brown paper bag on the passenger seat, started the sports car and drove away.
Where are you going?
Go to the pet kindergarten.
His little fur ball is going to kindergarten for the first time today and I don’t know whether he can adapt well.
The car was halfway there when the phone rang.
It's the director.
"Mr. Fu, when will you come to pick up Xiao Maotuan?"
"It will be soon," Fu Zhan said, "I will arrive on time when you get out of school."
"It's like this. I'm not trying to rush you. It's the little fur ball, it..." The head teacher didn't know what to say. "At first it adapted well and played well with other children. But just now a parent came to pick up their furry child in advance. When the little fur ball saw it, tears started to fall from its eyes. The teacher thought it was uncomfortable, but it looked wrong. It kept shedding tears. It must be crying..."
Fu Zhan's heart suddenly tightened. Why was he crying again?
Director: "I would venture to guess that it hopes you will come and take it home soon. It is homesick."
Jiang Ling was right at the director's feet, and this was another of his self-torture tactics.
Some time ago, Fu Zhan had been bringing him to work, but he left after just a few days. Later, when Fu Zhan had something to do, he let him play at home by himself. Today, on a whim, he actually let him go to kindergarten.
But he became more and more anxious day by day.
He has to make money!
The call had already been made. Jiang Ling temporarily held back her tears. If she cried too much, she wouldn't be able to cry anymore. Once Fu Zhan arrived, she would continue to cry.
The sports car was speeding and parked in front of the pet kindergarten. The tires slid across the ground, making a harsh friction sound. As soon as the car stopped, Fu Zhan put his sunglasses on his collar and strode into the kindergarten.
The director was holding Jiang Ling and waiting for him: "I didn't expect you to come so soon."
Jiang Ling was the first to attack: "Woof ang woof woof woof! Woof ang ang, woof ang woof woof! Woof ang ang!"
The head teacher was surprised: "Oh, it wasn't so fierce just now, it was very well behaved in the kindergarten."
"Woof woof woof, woof ang!" Jiang Ling kept calling out. He just wanted to let Fu Zhan know that he was very angry and that his day at school today was just another wasted day.
Fu Zhan reached out to take it, but Jiang Ling barked again at the man's outstretched hand.
Fu Zhan understood and said with a smile: "Are you dissatisfied with the kindergarten or with me? I came to pick you up, and you are still mean to me?"
"Ah..." Jiang Ling's voice gradually weakened. A layer of mist gathered in his eyes, which were as bright as gems. Tears fell from his eyes at any moment, and he was filled with grievances.
Fu Zhan felt so distressed that he held her in his arms and wiped his tears: "Okay, okay, I was wrong. You don't like kindergarten, right? Let's not go, okay?"
That's about right.
Jiang Ling wiped all his tears onto Fu Zhan.
The headmaster watched the sports car go away at the kindergarten gate, looked up to the sky and sighed, then threw himself on Teacher Cao and sobbed, "Is our kindergarten in retrograde Mercury? Why do the students always drop out recently?"
Teacher Cao patted her on the shoulder and said, "The old must go before the new can come."
Principal: “Okay…”
On the way back, Fu Zhan looked at Jiang Ling from time to time. He was relieved when the puppy stopped crying, but he was still scared. When Jiang Ling felt itchy and scratched his eyes, the sports car stopped by the roadside. Fu Zhan held the puppy in one hand and took a tissue with the other hand to help him wipe the wet fur around his eyes.
"Tell me, which puppy cries as much as you? Hmm?"
Holding the puppy in his hand and bringing it close to him, Fu Zhan asked him softly.
Since they were already out of the kindergarten, Jiang Ling no longer cared. He stretched out his tongue and licked the tip of Fu Zhan's nose. Fu Zhan laughed softly, and his peach blossom eyes rarely revealed his warm true nature. He rubbed his forehead against Jiang Ling's forehead and said, "My little fur ball, so cute."
"What's the use of being cute? Can cuteness make money?" Jiang Ling was very anxious.
More than a week has passed, and the repayment date at the end of the month is in half a month. If I can't raise the money, the debt collectors will come again, and their actions will definitely be more extreme than last time.
A bell rang in the car.
Fu Zhan placed Jiang Ling on his lap, gently scratched Jiang Ling's head with his fingers, and leisurely answered the phone, dragging his tone: "Hello?"
"Fu Zhan, are you going out tonight? You were busy the day before yesterday and yesterday. Don't say you are cultivating yourself. No one will believe you," Zhao Chengyi shouted from the other end.
"Cultivate your character, can I just use the word 'sex'?" Fu Zhan started talking dirty.
Jiang Ling was listening and rolled his eyes and snorted.
No wonder Fu Zhan refused to take him with him when he went out the other day. It turned out he went out to play with women.
In fact, Fu Zhan was busy investigating school affairs and it was inconvenient for him to bring the puppy with him. Besides, why not do something that could make him look brave?
Zhao Chengyi laughed loudly: "I understand, I understand. It turns out that our Fourth Young Master has gone to cultivate his sentiments."
Jiang Ling Hehe, these dandies have made even the most nice words look vulgar.
Zhao Chengyi: "Then will you come out tonight?"
Fu Zhan asked: "What game?"
Zhao Chengyi said, "Wei Ze and Li Xin are going to sing, and my voice is not good. When I was arguing with Wang Lingling, I used my voice too much and got a pharyngitis. So I just asked two people to form a card game. We are short of one person."
"Sure," Fu Zhan said, "It's rare that I have to participate in some bland entertainment to spice things up."
Zhao Chengyi laughed teasingly again, "You really are worthy of being the Fourth Young Master."
After agreeing on the place and time, Fu Zhan sent Jiang Ling home to eat first. Jiang Ling ate more quickly than usual, and a lot of freeze-dried food fell out of the food bowl. He had to be anxious because he was afraid that Fu Zhan would sneak away and leave him behind while he was eating, so he glanced at him while eating.
Sure enough! Two-thirds of the man's body was already outside the door.
Don't even think about going alone!
Jiang Ling picked up the stainless steel food bowl in the feeder and ran to Fu Zhan's only foot, which had not yet taken a step.
Bang! He was so angry that he smashed the food bowl.
"Hey, the puppy is angry again?" Fu Zhan shook his shoulders slightly, feeling angry and angry at the same time. He squatted down and lightly hooked Jiang Ling's chin as if teasing a woman, "Little thing, why do you like to cry and get angry so easily? Am I giving myself an ancestor by raising you?"
"I want to go with you," Jiang Ling hugged Fu Zhan's calves, and raised his round white head stubbornly.
He must go with them tonight. If he can't find any business opportunities, he will look for them somewhere else. He doesn't have to stay here.
Fu Zhan thought of a plan and lied seriously: "Little fur ball, listen to me, it's dark outside, there are monsters when it's dark, I'm going out to fight monsters, only if all the monsters are killed at night, can world peace be restored during the day, do you understand?"
The whites of his round, dark eyes began to show a little bit, and Jiang Ling looked at him sideways.
Silence is better than words at this time.
Fu Zhan: “….”
I have the illusion that my IQ is being discriminated against...
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