Fuyechuan has strong self-control over anything addictive.
But the feeling for Su Nan, day after day, seems to never break.
Perhaps in those five years, Su Nan has quietly taken root in his heart, but he never realized it. Now he has broken through the soil and grown into a towering tree.
You can no longer ignore a penny.
Su Nan frowned and wanted to say something more. Several executives over there were shouting at them:
"Come back quickly, who of you won?"
"It must have been president Su who won two of the three games."
"According to Mr. Fu's temper, I'm sure I won't win the third round. How can I be so tiger after a woman?"
"Yes, yes. Congratulations to President Su on the grand slam!"
……
I don't want to say more.
Su Nan and Fu YeChuan went back one after another.
"Congratulations to President Su for the grand slam!"
Su Nan glanced at them. "Mr. Fu won the third game."
Everyone looked at fuyechuan strangely.
The Fu always chases women. Why don't he play cards according to the routine?
Fuyechuan didn't care about their eyes at all. Anyway, he won.
Su Jin wipes Su Nan's sweat with a towel and looks at Fu YeChuan with a meaningful smile.
"President Fu spared no effort in the last game..."
Fuyechuan drank some water and nodded straightforwardly.
"Brother, if you want to win Su Nan, of course you have to work hard."
In everyone's eyes, Mr. Fu's EQ at the critical moment is not enough!
How nice it was to let Su Nan play a grand slam. He left happily and had to win a game?
After that, everyone had a meal together. Su Nan left early on the pretext that she had something to do.
Everyone looked at Fu YeChuan's excited appearance and was extremely puzzled, but it was not easy to ask, and they scattered in a daze.
Su Nan was as loose as a bone. She was tired. She just wanted to go back to sleep.
Fu YeChuan's condition was always in the air, and Su Nan didn't care at all. Anyway, if it was too much, she wouldn't agree.
Just as I left the company, I received a call from lingo
Fourier group.
Fuyechuan took a bath and changed his clothes. He was obviously in a good mood.
Chen Mian saw it and took advantage of the situation to tell the difficult things recently. As expected, fuyechuan was not angry. Instead, he patiently instructed the following people how to solve them.
There was a knock at the door and the secretary came in.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu asked someone to give you something."
Fuyechuan wrinks his eyebrows. Who knows what old man Fu will do again?
"Come in."
The secretary let him open the way. Behind him came a well-dressed woman who stood there timidly, looking forward to her.
It's Hong Yihuan.
"Mr. Fu, the old man said that you were busy with your work and that you had boiled soup at home. Let me bring it to you."
When Hong Yihuan speaks, he deliberately whispers softly. Only in this way can he restrain his inner tension.
Fu YeChuan's eyes suddenly cooled down after a meal.
"Why haven't you left yet?"
His voice was cold and distant.
It was Qu Qing who left her in the old house. Qu Qing has left. Shouldn't she leave?
Hong Yihuan's face was pale and his smile was shaky.
She pursed her lips with a flattering smile.
"The old man asked me to stay for a few more days. I won't disturb everyone."
Fuyechuan's eyes grew colder and he remained silent.
Chen Mian quickly took the soup from her hand and poured it to Fu YeChuan. "Thank you, Miss Hong."
Fuyechuan obviously didn't want to continue talking with her. Chen Mian stood aside and didn't know whether to send off the guests.
But the next second, Hong Yihuan suddenly stepped forward, bit his lower lip, and summoned up the courage to say:
"Mr. Fu, I know I'm not as good as Miss Su, but I can work hard to be an excellent person for the people I like. The old man said that I can learn a lot from you, even if I'm a small employee..."