Chapter 75 Someone Behind

The weather was very hot at the end of August. The Fu family was becoming stable, but Yu Cheng was getting busier and busier.

There were many times when I didn’t even have time to eat with Fu Yian. When I came home at night, I fell asleep while holding Fu Yian in my arms. I didn’t even have time to act coquettishly like usual.

Fu Yian saw it all but could not say anything. Some social events had to be attended in person, and he could only help Yu Cheng to smooth over some issues when he needed connections.

Yu Cheng is not only busy with Hua Yin's affairs, but the CY capital in his hands is also becoming more and more famous in Haicheng.

Fu Yian received many inquiries from people, wanting to know what the relationship between Yu Cheng and the Fu family was, whether it was good or bad.

He ignored them all.

When Yu Cheng first arrived at the Fu family, these people had hinted to him overtly and covertly to find a way to deal with Yu Cheng. Now, watching Yu Cheng grow step by step, they are wondering if they can come and get a piece of the pie.

Fu Jianbo, who hadn't returned to the Fu family for a long time, came over to see Yu Cheng after hearing that Yu Cheng had returned.

However, no one lived in his hometown in Haicheng, so he didn't even enter Fu Yian's apartment complex, let alone see Yu Cheng.

He contacted Fu Yi'an, but Fu Yi'an pushed the matter away, saying he was busy with work.

Fu Jianbo had no choice but to leave in shame.

He now has no say in Fu's company and just lives on the dividends from his shares every year.

At first, he was still able to get news about Bai Wan, but later, Bai Wan was really upset and said no one knew what she said to the people around her. He hadn't met Bai Wan for a long time and didn't even know which country she was in.

Fu Jianbo came back this time just to ask Fu Yian to help him find someone, but he didn't expect that he didn't even see his own son.

Fu Jianbo was angry and helpless, so he didn't stay in Haicheng for long before going to Las Vegas to have fun.

Fu Yian paid no attention to this cheap father, but asked his assistant to send a few more sets of jewelry to his mother.

Even if the parents in this life look the same as in the previous life, the most subtle feelings are still different.

I will avoid him if I can.

Yu Cheng, who was busy as hell, heard about Fu Jianbo's return. He squinted his eyes while sitting in the office and called his subordinates in Las Vegas.

"Keep an eye on Fu Jianbo. It's best to find him something to do. Don't let him return to China in the short term. It's better to keep him there."

Even though Fu Jianbo brought him back to the Fu family, Yu Cheng had no good feelings towards this man.

Besides, my brother is the only relative he has.

At this time, Jiao Xian opened the door, holding two exquisite and fragrant invitation letters in his hand.

He handed the invitation letter to Yu Cheng: "Invitation letter to the Haicheng Charity Dinner."

"It's an annual banquet with many domestic entrepreneurs attending. It's a good time to develop your network."

It is more difficult to integrate into the top social circles in China than in foreign countries. Many times, wealth alone is not enough.

Such banquets can bring many opportunities.

No matter how powerful Hua Yin is abroad, there are still some restrictions in the country.

Yu Cheng opened the invitation letters and took a look. One was for the person in charge of CY Capital, and the other was for the person in charge of the Huayin branch far away in J City.

He handed the one that belonged to Hua Yin to Jiao Xian: "Let Polly go over when the time comes."

He did not intend to reveal his identity so quickly in the country. He went to meet Meng Xiaoyuan before only because Meng Xiaoyuan was considered a smart man.

It would be fine if he did something in private, but if he really used his status as the person in charge of Hua Yin to attend some occasions, he might be invited to have tea by his superiors.

His identity brought too many troubles, and he did not have enough time to deal with those hypocritical people.

He just wanted to spend all his free time with his brother.

Jiao Xian sent another document to Yu Cheng: "The contract that had been unresolved before has finally been finalized. They have loosened their stance."

Yu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Isn't that old man very smart? How could he be interested in such a small workshop like CY?"

After all, CY is a company that belongs entirely to him, which he established under the guidance of his brother, and Yu Cheng has put a lot of thought into it.

Jiao Xian glanced at his boss with a look that showed he was disappointed with his boss but didn't dare to say it out loud.

"When Lao Li went to discuss cooperation, Mr. Fu happened to be at the Water Village Pavilion, so he gave Mr. Fan two boxes of tea."

Shuixiang Hall was a diet therapy club invested and built by Mr. Fu. It is very popular among some older entrepreneurs in Haicheng.

When people get older, they like to study things related to health.

"Mr. Fan was very happy and was very easy to talk to that day. He signed the contract on the spot."

Listening to Jiao Xian's words, Yu Cheng's eyes softened to the extreme.

"As expected, my brother cares about me the most."

Jiao Xian turned his head to the side and rolled his eyes where Yu Cheng couldn't see.

I've never seen anyone who eats free food so self-righteously.

The cultural differences between China and foreign countries are so huge that in just one month in China, he encountered more obstacles than in a year abroad.

Many of the times it was Mr. Fu who "inadvertently" helped them get through it.

Now many companies are eager to cooperate with CY, hoping to have some relationship with CY and the Fu family.

But I have to say, the feeling of having someone behind you is really sour.

Jiao Xian raised the corners of his mouth.

Yu Cheng pushed the documents on the table aside and said, "I'm going to find my brother after get off work."

The corners of Jiao Xian's mouth that had just raised were immediately pulled back.

"Boss, you haven't even finished reading the document from the day before yesterday!"

Yu Cheng took the car key and went out.

"It's not like I didn't pay you."

"I don't want to see that kind of idiotic proposal on my desk again."

Jiao Xian watched Yu Cheng close the door and leave with envy.

He picked up the plan on the table and looked at it again and again, "What's so stupid about this?"

How could the solution that the top project team came up with after ten hours of discussion be stupid?

"If you don't agree, then don't agree. Why do you still call me stupid?"

He raised his foot and kicked the leg of Yu Cheng's desk.

The circular monitor placed on the bookshelf suddenly turned around and emitted a voice that was so gentle yet creepy.

"You kicked a table that was handmade by an Italian furniture master. The cost of air freight, repair and repainting is one month's salary for you."

Jiao Xian's body stiffened, and when he looked down he saw an obvious scratch on the leg of the table.

Fuck you!

How come the company hasn't gone bankrupt with such a boss!

*

The two buildings were very close to each other, and after a while, Yu Cheng appeared at the gate of Fu’s house.

Yu Cheng walked past the secretary's office with a gentle smile on his face, and a faint sound of discussion reached Yu Cheng's ears.

"Mr. Fu and Ms. Jiang met this morning, right? It turns out that Mr. Fu and Ms. Jiang are really..."

The smile on Yu Cheng's lips froze, he turned around and looked at the woman who had just spoken.

"Who do you think Mr. Fu is really with?"

The secretary who was chatting during work hours heard the question and her face turned pale: "Director Yu..."

Yu Cheng did not pursue her for being absent-minded. Instead, he said in a gentle voice, "I was just asking you a question in private."

The color on the secretary's face slowly returned, "Boss Fu and the eldest daughter of the Jiang family."

"By the way, aren't Director Yu and President Fu on the best terms? Is this true?"

As soon as she finished speaking, her colleague pushed her arm and signaled her to shut up with his eyes.

The joyful aura around Yu Cheng quickly condensed, the corners of his lips flattened, his face became terribly gloomy, and deep emotions surged in his eyes.

Fu Yian happened to come out of the conference room opposite and was talking to the company's senior executives behind him.

He turned around and happened to see Yu Cheng standing not far away. He looked down at the time and it was only three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why are you here so early today?"

Yu Cheng's tone sounded a little strange:

"If I had come a little later, I might have been squeezed out by the people around my brother."