Beijing North Hotel, second floor, box 208.
Fu Linchen pushed the door open and looked around, a cynical smile curling up on his lips, "It really is a Hongmen Feast."
Ye Yukun and Ye Hongyi in the room looked a little unwell and aggrieved, looking at Fu Junchen who was sitting in the main seat.
Fu Junchen glared at Fu Linchen sternly, "What Hongmen Feast? I'm your father, how can I harm you?"
Fu Linchen: "How about I talk to my mom someday and ask her to find me a new father."
Fu Junchen exerted all his strength to finally control the urge to smash Fu Linchen's head with the steak knife.
If he had known this would happen, he would have ejaculated into the toilet!
His father was almost mad with anger, but Fu Linchen sat beside Fu Junchen leisurely as if nothing had happened.
"If you have something to say, tell me quickly. I'm in a hurry."
Fu Junchen: "I'm so busy that I can't see you all day long. If you don't know me, you might think you were elected President of the United States."
Fu Linchen half leaned back in his chair, his bony fingers twirling his phone, "I'm busy giving birth to your chubby little granddaughter."
The raging anger in Fu Junchen's heart was instantly extinguished. "You're so busy! Very good!"
It was as if he saw a chubby little granddaughter staggering towards him, stretching out her chubby little arms and asking for a hug. Just thinking about it makes his heart melt!
Fu Junchen was a little impatient and urged, "Family Ye, don't just sit there. Let's talk about the matter quickly. Our Linlin is busy."
Fu Linchen raised his eyebrows at the two different expressions. This father has great potential to perform Sichuan Opera face-changing.
Ye Yukun glanced at Ye Hongyi and said, "Explain your cooperation plan to Young Master Fu."
Ye Hongyi looked at Fu Linchen at this moment, her mind not on discussing business at all, her eyes filled with resentment, "Fu Linchen, who are you going to have a baby with?"
"They even meddle in other people's private affairs," Fu Linchen's sharp eyes swept over Ye Yukun, "Is the Ye family's tutor meddling in other people's affairs?"
Ye Yukun's face was ashamed.
He defended himself, "Mr. Fu, Honghong didn't mean anything by asking this. She doesn't want to control you, she just wants to care about you."
Fu Linchen: "It seems that the Ye family's tutor is really meddling in other people's affairs."
Ye Yukun's face turned even paler.
"Of course not. Our Ye family is a famous and prestigious family with strict family education and excellent family traditions."
Fu Linchen: "I didn't notice."
Ye Yukun's face turned from pale to completely gray.
He slammed the teacup in his hand onto the table with a loud bang, then looked at Ye Hongyi and spoke harshly.
"Honghong, we're here to discuss cooperation today. You need to demonstrate your professionalism and reliability. Master Fu's personal affairs have nothing to do with you, so don't ask."
Ye Hongyi had come back to his senses from his dementia by now. All the noblemen in Beijing circle played around until they were in their thirties before getting married. How could Fu Linchen have a child at such a young age? What he said just now about giving birth to a chubby little granddaughter for Fu Junchen might have been just a joke to appease Fu Junchen.
"Fu Linchen, don't get me wrong. I just asked casually. I don't mean to control you. Everyone in the Beijing circle knows that no one can control you. You can even criticize your own father whenever you want."
Fu Junchen: “…” It felt like he was slapped in the face.
"Okay, stop talking nonsense and get straight to the point of cooperation."
Ye Hongyi handed the contract to Fu Junchen, "Uncle Fu, can you take a look at my draft contract and see if there is anything that needs to be modified?"
The contract is very long, twenty-five pages, and it would take an ordinary person a long time to read it, but Fu Junchen has never been an ordinary person.
Geniuses look at ordinary people like ordinary people look at dogs.
The brain works at a rapid speed, reading ten lines at a glance, carefully reading each line, analyzing each word, connecting the boring text into effective information, eliminating the redundant and retaining the essence.
While Ye Hongyi was taking a sip of tea, Fu Junchen had already pointed out ten errors in the contract.
She, who had always been proud of her professionalism, turned pale with embarrassment.
"Uncle Fu, I actually noticed the mistakes you mentioned before, but I didn't think they were serious, so I didn't change them."
Fu Junchen's eyes swept over calmly. Although his eyes were as calm as lake water, they gave people a strong sense of oppression for no reason. "Since it is a mistake, it must be corrected."
When Ye Hongyi wanted to argue a few more times, Ye Yukun took out a black carbon ink pen from his briefcase and said, "Edit it! Mr. Fu is right. If there are mistakes, they must be corrected. Honghong, don't be stubborn. Hurry and revise it according to Mr. Fu's wishes!"
Ye Hongyi looked reluctant and took out a pen to make some changes to the contract.
The phone between Fu Linchen's fingers drew a sharp arc, and he sneered casually, "How can you still accept this contract if it's just scribbled on? You think it's makeup, applying it here and there, and you end up looking like an ugly duckling."
Ye Hongyi looked up from the contract and said angrily, "Fu Linchen, are you saying that I looked like an ugly duckling after putting on makeup?"
Fu Linchen: "Don't belittle yourself. How could you be an ugly duckling?"
Ye Hongyi's mouth corners curled up.
Fu Linchen: "You are an ugly duck."
The corners of Ye Hongyi's mouth drooped.
Fu Linchen: "This isn't your first time discussing business. Don't you know how to bring a laptop with you? Do you need me to teach you how to edit something in Word and then print it out?"
Ye Hongyi suddenly stopped writing on the contract and threw the blame away. "I modified it according to Mr. Fu's wishes."
"Mr. Fu didn't ask you to make any changes to the contract," Fu Linchen stood up from his seat, slipped his phone into his pocket, and smoothed the wrinkles on his cuffs with his hands. "Forget it, I don't think there's any need to discuss this deal. There are so many things to deal with before we even start cooperating. If we cooperate, it would be like finding a troublemaker for myself."
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