Chapter 29
At 7 o'clock, Fu Chen went back to his room to take a shower and then have breakfast.
Song Xingqi no longer stuck to Fu Chen, but hid in the sofa in the living room. He grabbed the back of the sofa with his paws and stuck his head out, looking at the man who was eating breakfast and reading the newspaper in the restaurant from afar. Who told him that he had not yet escaped from his strange mood, so he had to slow down.
As if sensing something, Fu Chen looked towards him.
Whoosh, he retracted his head.
My heart skipped a beat.
"Is there something wrong with me..." Song Xingqi was fanciful, but then he thought that no matter what illness he had, Fu Chen would help him cure it. He was troubled one second, and all his worries disappeared the next. He was a real optimist.
Chen Yuan refilled the tea for his boss: "Boss Fu, President Li's assistant called me early this morning and everything has been settled."
"Okay," Fu Chen straightened the newspaper, "If the Zhang family is quick, they should come to our door today."
"Yes, if they want to make capital turnover, they have to spend time raising money. Once several projects are delayed, they will lose hundreds of millions," Chen Yuan said with a smile.
"This loss is not enough," Fu Chen said calmly.
Chen Yuan looked at the boss but didn't dare to stay there for long. He had been with Fu Chen for several years. Among the other brothers he had come into contact with, only the eldest brother Fu Chen was the most like old Mr. Fu. He was the most cunning and shrewd. Compared with old Mr. Fu, he could be said to be better than his master.
"Chen Yuan," Fu Chen raised his eyes, his eagle-like sharp gaze fixed on Chen Yuan.
Chen Yuan waited for the boss to continue.
After a moment, Fu Chen said, "Forget it."
"Ah?" Chen Yuan was puzzled, and then he saw the boss put down the financial newspaper in his hand. There were several holes on the newspaper. To be precise, they were... teeth marks from Zhou. The small holes just happened to wipe out some of the data reported in the article.
It became clear in an instant.
Chen Yuanle said, "Boss Fu, you just wanted to say that Zhou Xing should not take the newspaper anymore, right? But then you changed your mind and thought that Zhou Xing might be unhappy, so forget it."
Fu Chen took a sip of tea and said, "Let it do as it pleases."
"When it comes to raising pets, there is definitely no one in the world more caring than you, Mr. Fu."
"A flatterer."
.....
Song Xingqi was playing with a pillow on the sofa, scratching the pattern on the pillow with his claws, and accidentally hooked a thread: "..."
"Sunday," Fu Chen called him.
He quickly pulled his claws out of the snagging fabric, jumped off the sofa and ran straight to Fu Chen. Fu Chen patted him on the head as usual and said, "I'm going to work, you stay at home obediently."
"I want to go too," Song Zhouqi circled around Fu Chen's feet, his tail swinging like a propeller.
He wanted to go outside, not only to get to know the surrounding roads, but also to walk out of this big house and feel the outside world. He hadn't been out for a long time. The longer he stayed at home, the more he wanted to break free.
Unfortunately, Fu Chen didn't understand what he meant.
Song Xingqi stood there and watched Fu Chen get into the car. The black car drove slowly towards the gate.
"Woo-ri...Woof! Woof woof!" He roared at the car, his wagging tail gradually drooping, and his two front paws tiptoed back and forth on the floor tiles at the door, as if he was about to rush forward.
To charge or not to charge, Qiu Zijie said this is Shakespeare's question.
While the two dogs were fighting, Xiao Zhou's voice suddenly came from behind. The other party hurriedly ran down the stairs, carrying the quilts that he had just packed and was about to take out for washing and drying on his shoulders, waving a document in his hand. The background changed to that of a newspaper boy in the old days: "Documents! Documents! The sir forgot to bring his documents!"
He found the document on the side cabinet in the room. Since it was not placed in the study, he thought it must be very important, which made him anxious.
As a Tibetan Mastiff with a human soul, how can it miss any opportunity to show off.
Song Xingqi ran to Xiao Zhou and said, "Woof!"
I’ll give it to you!
Xiao Zhou stuffed the document into Song Xingqi's mouth and pointed at the car that was about to drive out of the iron gate: "Xingqi, it all depends on you, go for it——"
Song Xingqi took the documents and ran, running madly, flying, and whirlwind all the way towards the wall gate. He ran with the momentum of participating in the relay race of the school sports meet, and he just kept running towards the goal.
Fu Chen, here I come!!!
"Come on!" Xiao Zhou cheered for him.
Wang Bin, who was carrying a box of lobsters to the kitchen, looked at Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou knew that if Wang Bin looked at him as if he was an idiot, then either Wang Bin's eyes were problematic or he was problematic: "Tell me, what's wrong?"
Wang Bin: "Sir, you left the documents behind. You can call and ask the car to turn around."
Xiao Zhou: “…”
Wang Bin: "Look at the week again."
Xiao Zhou: "What's wrong?"
Wang Bin: "I have a hunch that once it rushes out of this gate, it won't come back."
Xiao Zhou: “”
Bang, he threw the quilt he was carrying to the ground and ran as fast as he could. However, two legs could not catch up with four legs. Seeing the boss's car driving out of the gate, Song Xingqi also rushed out at the moment the iron gate closed.
It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over...
Xiao Zhou was dumbfounded. Erkang said: "The mountains are gone and the sky and the earth are united. Come back to me~~~~"
It was impossible to come back. Even though the car was going far away, Song Xingqi kept chasing it. Now, looking at the outside world was secondary. Delivering the documents to Fu Chen was the key. He made up his mind and ran faster than before.
Fu Chen was sitting in the back seat of the Rolls-Royce, with one arm resting on the armrest beside the seat, tapping his fingers occasionally, and thinking about business matters. Suddenly, the car body shook. Someone was jaywalking, causing the driver to slow down urgently. The driver turned around and said, "Sorry, Mr. Fu."
Fu Chen: "It doesn't matter."
Coincidentally, this little episode distracted the driver and he noticed the black spot in the rearview mirror. He was surprised but not sure: "Boss Fu, it seems like something is following us."
"What do you mean by there is something?" Chen Yuan wondered, and at the same time he looked back and was startled, "It seems to be the sun?"
Fu Chen's heart tightened. Whether it was a large or small dog, it was very dangerous to run on the road during the morning rush hour. He immediately shouted, "Stop!"
The driver immediately pulled over and Fu Chen got out of the car without waiting for confirmation. As far as he could see, he saw a big black dog running along the roadside. The pedestrians around him were either surprised or ran away when they saw it.
It's his week.
"How did it get out?" Chen Yuan wondered.
When he spoke, Fu Chen had already strode towards Song Xingqi. Seeing Fu Chen coming, Song Xingqi did not stop, and when he was in front of Fu Chen, he did not stop and rushed forward, rolling twice at Fu Chen's feet.
"Sunday!" Fu Chen blurted out and picked up the Tibetan Mastiff with his arms.
Song Zhouxing wagged his tail, and finally delivered the documents.
"Gugu..." With the document in his mouth, this was the only sound that could be made from his throat.
Chen Yuan and the driver also ran over. Knowing that the boss valued the week, they couldn't help but come over to check nervously. Chen Yuan: "Is it okay?"
"I don't know for now," Fu Chen's face was heavy, and he put Song Zhouxing down, "Take two steps."
I'm fine, I'm fine! Song Zhouqi said in his heart, he jumped up and pounced on Fu Chen, his claws stepped on the shirt on his abdominal muscles, and he didn't notice that he had stained the man's clothes. Fu Chen didn't care about these small details. He held Song Zhouqi's head with his palm and rubbed it twice. Seeing what was in his mouth, he was slightly startled: "Are you here to deliver documents to me?"
Correct answer!
Fu Chen took the file and just by looking at the first page he knew it was the file that was still on the side cabinet last night.
This document was a development plan made by someone Fu Lianping had inserted. Many data were missing and the plan was rubbish. Compared with the second brother's plan, it had too many shortcomings. He didn't want to adopt it at all, so he just threw it away.
"Good Zhou Xing, you are my good dog," Fu Chen handed the document to Chen Yuan. He looked at Song Zhou Xing's innocent and bright eyes, and couldn't help stroking the dog's head, which felt good, and praised him seriously. "If it weren't for my Zhou Xing and this document, today's meeting wouldn't be held. Well done!"
Out of curiosity, Chen Yuan also took a look at the document.
What kind of important document is this? How could the boss forget it?
You don’t know until you see it. Once you see it...one can talk, the other can believe.
What the hell is important!
Having accomplished the important task, Song Zhouqi was very happy. He rubbed Fu Chen's arm affectionately and buried his nose in the neck of the man who was half-squatting and as tall as him. He was very affectionate. However, he had run too far and was running all the way, so he was panting from exhaustion. Fu Chen could hear the heavy breathing in his ears.
"Don't run around in the future. There are a lot of cars on the road and it's dangerous to run out," Fu Chen warned.
"I understand. I won't do that again next time," Song Zhouqi said.
"Be good," Fu Chen said, "I'll take you back now."
Go back? Song Xing hoped to turn back. He had already come out, how could he go back so easily!
"Woof woof woof! Woof woof! Woof woof woof!" He roared repeatedly, and at the same time escaped from the large palm, staring straight at Fu Chen, and jumped to the left with his front paw: "Woof", then jumped to the right, "Woof!"
“Woof woof woof woof woof!”
"Tsk," Fu Chen laughed.
He is used to raising his own pet, so he naturally knows its temperament thoroughly. If Zhou Xiao is unwilling or unhappy, he will not let him touch it while roaring, and its tail will droop, and it will roar very urgently.
"Don't want to go home?"
"Woof!"
"Do you want to go to the company with me?"
"Woof!" He immediately leaned over and licked Fu Chen.
There was a hint of entanglement in his majestic expression, and his brows knitted together. Fu Chen was in a dilemma, and couldn't help but let out a "hiss..." from his thin lips.
"Boss Fu?" Chen Yuan smiled. When the boss was in trouble, it was his turn to act as an assistant. He walked quickly to the back of the Rolls-Royce and opened the trunk. "Look."
Toys, water dispensers, snacks, leashes, muzzles...everything is available.
Chen Yuan said: "I know this day will come sooner or later. Mr. Fu, you must take it out for a walk. Now that everything is ready, we can go anywhere."
Very good!
Song Xingqi happily ran towards Rolls-Royce, ran a few steps and turned back to call Fu Chen: "Fu Chen, hurry up, let's go."
The boss's pet dog came running over. How could the driver not open the door? He quickly opened the back door and asked the person... no, asked the dog to get in. After getting in, the big dog poked its head out and beckoned Fu Chen with its paw: "Hurry up."
Fu Chen snorted and looked at Chen Yuan: "This family really can't do without you."
Chen Yuan smiled and said, "Mr. Fu, thank you for the compliment."
Song Xingqi had already got into the car, and Fu Chen didn't have the heart to rush him back, so he strode into the car. Chen Yuan tactfully moved to the co-pilot seat, and when he was fastening his seat belt, he looked back and saw Song Xingqi lying on his belly with his head resting on the boss's lap, looking so comfortable. However, this was all because of the boss's pampering.
Fu Chen's hand was resting on Song Zhouqi's belly. He could feel the softness of her belly even through a layer of cloth and couldn't help but pinch it twice.
"Woo woof!" Song Zhouxing felt itchy and fluttered his paws in the air.
Fu Chen chuckled, his dark eyes looking at Song Zhouxing in his arms.
I thought to myself, if I can even deliver documents, what else can’t I do on Sunday?
He can pretend to be sick and lame, can read people's expressions, can fetch newspapers and wake people up, and this morning he was able to deliver documents. His intelligence has refreshed his cognition again and again. He used to think that Tibetan mastiffs were trained, but when he thought about it carefully, how did his father train Tibetan mastiffs? Does his father have the patience to train Tibetan mastiffs?
If Fu Chengye doesn't know how to train a dog, then he will send the dog out for training.
But Zhou was only eight months old. He came to the Fu family when he was three months old. He occasionally saw him in the living room. Later, the Tibetan Mastiff was kept in a cage most of the time and was never sent outside.
So, where does such a smart brain come from?
To say it is natural is unbelievable...
After lying comfortably on Fu Chen's legs for a while, Song Xingqi sat up and looked out the window, and began to observe the road signs carefully. He saw the platform that Yan Zi mentioned, but he was far away from the platform and could not see the words on it clearly. However, he remembered all the buildings around.
While he was observing carefully, he had no idea that Fu Chen beside him was also observing him.
The man was only temporarily blinded by Song Zhouxing's intelligence and love for pets. It was only a matter of time before he came to his senses.
They soon arrived at the Group Building.
The towering building was majestic. Song Xingqi exclaimed in his heart, then walked beside Fu Chen with his head held high. But after all, this was a workplace, and at this moment there was a pet dog coming in and out, and it was a sturdy Tibetan mastiff. His colleagues stared at him, feeling both fear and novelty.
Being stared at by so many people, Song Zhouxing began to slow down and hide behind Fu Chen.
I'm a little embarrassed.
The boss's office is very large, as spacious as the bedroom at home. Bright light shines on the high-end bookshelves, wine cabinets, and million-dollar paintings decorating the walls... The decoration is high-end, like another world. Song Xingqi hesitated at the door and did not dare to step in easily.
"Come in, Zhou Xing," Fu Chen said.
Only then did Song Zhouqi go in happily.
Chen Yuan moved all the dog toys, snacks and other items out of the trunk. Song Xingqi was untied from the leash and muzzle, and lay down by the bright floor-to-ceiling window, holding a stuffed crocodile in his paws and chewing on it, occasionally turning over his belly to lie down in the sun.
The secretary came in to deliver materials for the meeting. When he saw Da Gou, his heart was in his throat.
Chen Yuan took the materials and said reassuringly, "Don't worry, Mr. Fu's Tibetan Mastiff doesn't bite."
The secretary nodded and left. As soon as he walked out the door, he patted his chest and quickened his pace back to his workstation.
"Mr. Fu, the regular meeting will be in five minutes," Chen Yuan reminded after looking at his watch.
"Well," Fu Chen took off his suit jacket and loosened his collar. Even though he was a little casual about the details, he didn't dare anyone say anything in front of him. He was about to tell Zhou Xing to stay in the office and not run around, but the words didn't come out of his mouth. He fixed his eyes on Song Zhou Xing for a few seconds and said to Chen Yuan, "Let's go."
He wanted to see what Zhou would do if he didn't explain anything.
This office has cameras.
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