Chapter 181
"Ah!! Old Mo, all the porcelain on the display shelf is gone!! It must have been Mo Qixiu who did it!! No one else could have gotten in!!" Yang Ling was furious and punched Old Mo before storming upstairs.
Mo Hui was also furious. He never expected that his eldest son, Mo Qixiu, would change so much after suffering a setback. Taking his own family's money was something that would never have happened before.
After catching his breath, Mo Hui was about to call Mo Qixiu when he heard Yang Ling scream again from upstairs, "Ahhhhhh... Lao Mo, come up here quickly!!"
... (The male lead's name will be Mo Qixiu from here on out.)
As they left the real estate agency, someone suggested, "How about we buy a new phone?" The one Mo Qixiu was holding was a military-issue phone; it wasn't really appropriate for personal use.
"Sure."
"Hey, go get a card yourself." A cell phone appeared out of thin air in Fu Le's hand.
Mo Qixiu: ...
"I suddenly remembered that I have three more here. I bought them to give to the people below, but I forgot about them."
Mo Qixiu took it, and just as he was about to say something, his work phone rang.
He paused for a moment, then said, "It's Mo Hui."
"Go ahead and answer it." She was a little curious whether Mo Hui knew about what was behind those beds.
"Mo Qixiu, are you crazy? You dare to steal things from your own home?! Is this what you learned in the army?!" Mo Hui's roar seemed to burst from the microphone.
Mo Qixiu laughed in exasperation. "All the assets in the house belong to my mother, not you!! When she passed away, she wrote a will specifying that they all belonged to me personally. Isn't it a bit too quick for you to forget? Besides, my mother stated in her will that you had a prenuptial agreement, and that your marital assets wouldn't be mixed up. Moreover, your allowance is needed to support the family. I don't think your allowance can cover the large expenses of those two people in the family. Or rather, do you want me to investigate where those two people's expenses are coming from?"
When Mo Hui was pursuing Qi Jing, his maternal grandfather disapproved. However, his grandfather was seriously ill at the time, and Mo Hui took advantage of the situation. His busy and attentive behavior won Qi Jing's heart. In the end, he proposed to her at his grandfather's bedside and they signed a prenuptial agreement.
It must be said that Mo Qixiu's maternal grandfather was a very wise old man. Qi Jing was unwilling before the marriage, but later she was glad. Therefore, she made many arrangements before she passed away, just in case Mo Qixiu's later life was controlled. But Mo Qixiu's personality, I don't know who he took after, was always bound by family ties, and he kept backing down.
After he finished speaking, there was a deathly silence on the other end of the microphone. Unseen by them, Mo Hui's face turned ashen, and his breathing became unsteady.
Seeing Mo Hui's outburst of anger, Yang Ling reached out and took the microphone. "Qi Xiu, this is Aunt Yang. You took so many things from the house, leaving nothing behind. Isn't that a bit much? Aunt Yang knows you've suffered all these years, but..."
"Yang Ling, stop flattering yourself. Take Lao Mo and your stupid son and move out of my house. I'll give you three days to move. If you don't move by then, I'll move for you." With that, Mo Qixiu hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, Yang Ling was stunned for a few seconds, clearly also shocked by Mo Qixiu's drastic change. When she came to her senses, she was so angry that she was panting and smashed the phone in a fit of rage.
"How dare he?! How dare he?!"
Mo Hui's face was grim, and he roared in anger.
"I'm going out for a bit." Yang Ling caught her breath, grunted, pulled her cotton coat tighter, and walked out.
"Where are you going?" Mo Hui roared.
"Mind your own business!!" Yang Ling, who was usually understanding, became visibly irritable.
Airport.
Mo Qixiu held the person in his arms, his heart filled with reluctance, "When are you coming to see me?"
Fu Le: ...
"We can meet anytime in the space, why bother coming here?"
"Oh yeah, I forgot." A pair of long arms wrapped around the soft body, concealing the smugness in his eyes. He knew that his Lele would see him every day, hehe.
"Don't get too cocky. I see you every day to keep an eye on your training. Don't even think about slacking off. I don't want an old man to be my bedmate."
Mo Qixiu: ...
"I'm not an old man, absolutely not." He gritted his teeth, making a grinding sound.
Fu Le was amused. "Be careful. That woman Yang Ling will do anything for money and power. Keep the medicine I gave you with you. If anything happens, go into your spatial dimension immediately. The cabinets there are full of life-saving things. As long as you can get in, you won't die. Don't forget to eat those spiritual fruits. You have too many impurities in your body. Eat less outside food..." Fu Le didn't realize she was rambling on like a mother about to embark on a long journey who couldn't bear to leave her child.
"I understand." Mo Qixiu listened to her instructions with satisfaction.
"Are you sure you don't want me to kill her?"
Mo Qixiu: ! !
"Lele, let's not get our hands dirty over something so filthy. Don't worry, I'll make her suffer the consequences. Oh, by the way, I'll transfer the money to you later. Buy the villa next door for me and put it in your name."
"Why write about me? I'll buy it myself if I want to."
"Lele...don't you want me anymore..." The man's mournful peach blossom eyes were filled with grievance, looking misty.
Fu Le: ...
“Put it under my name, and from now on you will have to hand over all your allowances and bonuses. You will have to apply for permission to spend any money.”
"Yes, wife!!"
During this trip, Wang Li noticed that his boss seemed like a different person. He used to be cold and aloof, but now he was much gentler, radiating gentleness from the inside out.
As soon as the plane landed, Fu Le received a call from Zhou Han. "The military hospital has signed the contract. Dean Qin signed it personally. In addition, he also wants all the other medicines. I gave him the contract according to the standard for the ointment."
"Well done."
"The chain stores in the snow area are almost finalized, and I will send people over." This was a decision Fu Le made before boarding the plane. Since this area is remote and people from the city are unwilling to come, she simply handed over the recruitment of staff to Mo Qixiu. Many of his comrades' wives are unemployed, so doing sales shouldn't be a big problem for them.
"Qi Lianyu is doing a good job with the transport team. You can go and check on him." Zhou Han said this before hanging up the phone, indicating that he was satisfied with Qi Lianyu's work ability.
"Okay." The person she's set her sights on must be exceptional.
The current situation is that in every city with a direct sales store, there will be a branch of the transportation team, and waybills are collected according to these routes, and the development is quite good.
Back in the capital, there's only a week left until the Lunar New Year.
The company kept staff on duty, and knowing that the daily wage would be increased fivefold, everyone raised their hands to volunteer for the shift, according to Wang Li.
"Dad, it's time to go back. Mom has almost finished preparing the New Year's goods," Fu Le said as soon as the call connected.
"Boss, it's me. Mr. Fu is playing cards," the assistant's voice came through.
Fu Le: ...
"Give him the phone."
Soon, Old Fu's voice came over, "Girl, what's wrong? Missing your dad?"
"There are still seven days until Lunar New Year's Eve. I've booked a flight for 7 PM tonight. We'll land at Shashi Airport in three hours, and a car will be there to pick us up. Get ready."
"Huh? Today? No, I can't today. Your dad has something to do, I..."
"No need to say anything else, just give your phone to your assistant."
Old Fu: ……
His hand, which was about to touch the cards, paused. Needless to say, his daughter must have had her assistant forcibly take him away. Don't ask him how he knew.
“Dad has time. I’ll go back after this game. I’ll be at the Capital Airport before seven o’clock.” Old Fu was very sensible.
Since he gained these two assistants, many things have become much more convenient, but he's not as free anymore. They won't interfere with his card games, but they will complain. What his daughter said, they strictly enforce, leaving no room for discussion.
so……
"What's wrong, Brother Fu? Is your daughter holding you back? Hahaha..." Yang Liwen laughed freely, his words full of sarcasm. They all knew that Old Fu was afraid of his daughter. Because of this girl, none of the benefits they wanted to get had come to them. Although they were furious, they didn't dare to offend her. If they asked for benefits directly, Old Fu would still loosen his fingers and give them some. It was better than being kicked out and having to ask for them.
How could such a simple-minded old Fu have such a shrewd girl? Old Fu's key positions in these projects are all tightly controlled by his subordinates. According to Old Yu, they were all arranged by his girl. During the operation of the projects, once any shady dealings are discovered, they will basically call the police to recover the situation and send the person away. There is no room for negotiation. As a result, they dare not act recklessly now and can only shamelessly play along with Old Fu every day.
"Hey, I admit I'm not as good as my girl. Just listen to her, you can't go wrong."
"Hahaha... As expected of Brother Fu, like father, like son..."
"Hahahaha...yes..."
The assistant stood in the darkness, a mocking smile playing on his lips.
I have no idea what kind of incredible luck Old Fu had to have such a daughter.
Old Fu arrived as promised, and the two personal assistants were given leave. The other assistants, the accountant and the engineer, were willing to work. Fu Le took it upon himself to grant them seven days of annual leave and a bonus of five thousand yuan each. The two assistants happily accepted the offer and thanked him profusely.
As fellow laborers, Fu Le naturally understood their mentality: money was more reassuring than empty words.
On the plane, Fu Le tilted his head and pretended to sleep, while Lao Fu read the newspaper by himself, occasionally chuckling to himself.
In the space.
"Lele, isn't it a waste to give away such good wine?" Although Mo Qixiu didn't know much about wine, he could still feel the comfort he felt after drinking it.
Fu Le sat cross-legged on the ground, joining in pouring wine into the bottle. "If we don't make it good, how will your uncles remember you? The bond between your parents needs to be carefully maintained. Besides, your mother and grandfather are gone, so you need to work on your relationship with your uncles. Don't be content with your current situation. Since you chose to stay in the army, you should do everything you can to climb the ranks." These were spirit wines bought on the Spirit Continent. Although she found them ordinary, they were definitely good stuff for modern people, excellent for replenishing vital energy and removing impurities.
Mo Qixiu left 500 square meters in his space for Fu Le to tinker with. Fu Le simply put in a bunch of cabinets, a full set of furniture, a bed, and a long-haired carpet on the grass, making it look like a home.
Fu Le had Mo Qixiu specially prepare dozens of beautiful wine bottles and high-end gift boxes, and then he filled the bottles himself.
"Then we don't need this honey, right? It's a good thing, its sleep-aiding effect is undeniable." Now that Mo Qixiu has a different body, he's unconsciously become stingy, wanting to save all the good stuff for Fu Le.
“I have tons of this, enough to last us until we’re hundreds of years old. And if you like, I can get as much as you want.”
Mo Qixiu: ...
"Uncle Yuan has asked me for this wine several times, insisting that I tell him the name so he can buy it himself, and also honey. His old friends are getting annoyed by him asking so many times." Mo Qixiu couldn't help but laugh at the thought of Old Yuan's awkward encounters every day just for a sip of wine.
“Tell him that this is the only store, and we don’t sell to customers. If he wants it, he can only come to you. We don’t want it even if you offer money. The honey costs 500 yuan per pound.”
"Isn't 500 a bit cheap?" Who wouldn't want honey that can help them sleep?
This time, Fu Le was speechless. The price of 500 was only set because the old man's men weren't particularly wealthy.
After working for a while, Fu Le glanced at the time and said, "I have to go now, it's time to get off the plane."
"Wait a minute." Mo Qixiu grabbed someone's hand and kissed her lips hard a few times, sticking to her lips endlessly. "Mmm, all the fatigue from today has disappeared."
Fu Le blushed. "Get lost."
After saying that, the person disappeared from the space.
Shashi.
When Wang Jin received Fu Le's call asking him to pick him up at the airport, he drove over right away from the dinner table. Looking at the bustling gate, he felt a mix of trepidation and excitement about returning home.
They hadn't been in contact for over a year, and he assumed Fu Le wouldn't want to see him again, so even though he occasionally missed Fu Le, he didn't bother her.
Fang Ge's departure was an unspeakable pain for both of them. It was a forbidden place; seeing each other would remind them of Fang Ge, so they simply avoided each other.
When that tall figure in a black down jacket appeared at the airport entrance, Wang Jin didn't recognize her at first glance. His eyes were still scanning the surroundings, afraid of missing her.
Until the person stood in front of him, arm in arm with Old Fu.
Wang Jin: !!!
"Fu Le?" Wang Jin asked in surprise.
There were too many stares coming from around, most likely because the girl in front of them was exceptionally beautiful.
"Wang Jin, long time no see. This is my dad. Dad, he's my high school classmate and also my good friend, Wang Jin."
"Uncle, Uncle, hello, hello, hehe, I'm Wang Jin." Wang Jin seized the opportunity to glare at Fu Le. Why didn't she say earlier that her father was also there? He hadn't prepared for this. However, the fact that Fu Le still considered him a friend made him happy.
"Good, good, hahaha... Not bad, young man..." Old Fu was kind to everyone and chatted with Wang Jin for a few minutes.
Wang Jin would reply with a few words every now and then, and then stuff his luggage into the trunk.
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