Chapter 52: 45

Ch45 - Little Sugar Cake is Sick

Sticky glutinous rice dumpling

 

 

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Fu Xiao raised an eyebrow and looked at the small dried fish that was pushed back. 

Not eating?

 

But Little Sugar Cake’s eyes were clearly stuck on the small dried fish and couldn’t bear to put it down.

Fu Xiao asked again: “Really won’t eat?”

Little Sugar Cake tried his best to take his eyes back from the small dried fish. He was crying in his heart, but he let out a dignified meowing on the surface.

 

He just said no, he won’t eat.

Fu Xiao looked at Little Sugar Cake’s heavy belly, and after thinking about it, he took back the small dried fish.

Although he is controlling the diet of Little Sugar Cake these days, it must be out of control in the crew. These days, not only has its weight not dropped, but it even has the tendency to raise, and its face is also getting rounder.

 

It’s better not to eat. 

The crew is resting these days, so it’s best for Little Sugar Cake to control its weight.

So Little Sugar Cake proudly watched Fu Xiao take away the small dried fish, and silently gave himself a compliment in his heart.

Ai, fortunately he held on.

Fu Xiao has so many tricks! 

A few days later.

Little Sugar Cake sadly suffered from his first cat illness.

Early in the morning, the sick Little Sugar Cake was lying on the table, and even the large pot of cat rice could not make him have any interest.

He has already taken medicine. 

Dr. Wu has also come to visit, it’s just a common minor illness, and there’s no major problem after taking medicine, he just needs to take a good rest.

Fu Xiao reached out to pet the kitty.

 

The kitty’s blue eyes were a little foggy because of the moisture. It stretched out its front paws, and confusingly hugged Fu Xiao’s hand, refusing to let go.

Fu Xiao’s other hand gently stroked its head. 

Little Sugar Cake meowed a few times, he was listless, but he refused to let him go, sticking to him like a piece of glutinous rice.

This made him feel at ease.

Without much thought, Fu Xiao took Little Sugar Cake to the company.

… 

In the company, Secretary Zhang was already waiting there.

Little Sugar Cake, who used to find a corner to play obediently, had its eyes half-closed, and rested listlessly in Fu Xiao’s arms. Its fluffy and shiny fur was dull.

Secretary Zhang asked: “What’s the matter?”

Fu Xiao had one hand resting on Little Sugar Cake, as he flipped through the document with one hand, then he said with a hint of distress in his voice: “It’s sick.” 

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Little Sugar Cake confusedly heard Fu Xiao’s words, and quickly meow meow meow in retort.

He wasn’t too naughty to catch a fish. 

Its voice was not as lively as it used to be, it was low and deep, which made Fu Xiao even more uncomfortable.

Secretary Zhang nodded knowingly. He took out a photo and handed it to Fu Xiao: “You can take a look at this.”

In the photo, a middle-aged woman with a good temperament is standing with a man in his thirties, it was unknown what they were talking about.

That woman was Song Mingwei. 

Secretary Zhang looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

That man was the cousin of the Song family, and at this time, he got mixed up with Song Mingwei, obviously it was nothing good.

 

Fu Xiao’s stern side face was expressionless, and he casually put the photo aside.

There was no turbulence in his heart, not even sadness or joy. 

He knew Song Mingwei too well, and never had any expectations for her. Song Mingwei’s movements had always been monitored by Secretary Zhang. Unless there is a difference, otherwise, with his understanding of Secretary Zhang, he will not bother him like this.

So Fu Xiao asked: “What’s wrong?”

Secretary Zhang said: “I felt very strange when Zhang Youde suddenly found me before. I basically didn’t have any contact with him these past years, but he was able to find me, so I followed the trail of Zhang Youde and checked, then I found this person.”

Secretary Zhang took out another secret candid photo. 

Father Zhang took a large sum of money from a man with a hat.

“Someone brought him on purpose?” Fu Xiao frowned.

Secretary Zhang said with a wry smile: “That’s right.” But what surprised him was far more than that.

He continued to search along this line, and found an even more surprising fact. He took out the last photo, and the cousin Song was also talking to a man with a hood. 

That person was the one who found Zhang Youde.

No one will believe this was a coincidence.

There was only one explanation, someone secretly laid a game on them, and they didn’t even know they were in the game.

This was a dereliction of his duty. 

If it wasn’t for Yi Ning’s inexplicable appearance and inexplicable disappearance, he would not have been very vigilant about anything that happened around him during this time. He would never have thought of checking Zhang Youde thoroughly.

There are no coincidences in the world, some are just deliberate.

Just, who was it?

What’s their purpose? 

Fu Xiao rubbed the corner of his forehead and said: “Check it out.” He saw Secretary Zhang’s self-blame, and said in comfort: “There are only a thousand days of being a thief, how can there be a thousand days of defense? We’ve got the upper hand now that we’ve found them. Besides, have we seen fewer people with ulterior motives over the years?”

Secretary Zhang didn’t feel much better because of Fu Xiao’s comfort. He lowered his head and nodded thoughtfully: “In the company?” 

Fu Xiao understood what he meant and said: “Don’t make any noise and investigate secretly.”

Both he and Secretary Zhang suspected that someone in the company was up to no good.

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After Secretary Zhang left, Fu Xiao picked up the photo of Song Mingwei on the table. He looked at it for a moment, then he let out a sarcastic smile, and threw the photo into the trash can.

… 

In the office.

The always unsmiling President Fu was sitting in the middle of his desk.

In his arms was a sleeping white cat.

Pages of PPTs were quickly turned over in the huge projection screen. 

Sitting in the middle of the desk, Fu Xiao frowned at the project manager’s report.

The trembling project manager was afraid of saying the wrong word, but even so, he still made mistakes.

Seeing Fu Xiao’s eyebrows wrinkle deeper and deeper.

The people in the office, who felt like walking on thin ice, winked at others. They looked at the project manager, and they all gritted their teeth. 

Is this the project manager under the second young master?

Is this person looking for death? He came without any preparation.

Didn’t you see that President Fu’s face was getting worse and worse?

If he wants to die, don’t drag them, ah. They don’t want to be implicated. 

When the project manager said another wrong number, Fu Xiao finally couldn’t help slamming the document in his hand onto the table.

The others couldn’t help sitting upright at the same time, thinking in their hearts——

 

It’s over!

The project manager, who was particularly unaware of this, immediately sighed with relief and prepared to leave. 

Fu Xiao said coldly: “Stop, who said you can leave. How do you have the guts to leave after doing this?”

The man came back in tears.

Everyone saw that President Fu seemed to have a particularly bad temper today, and asked a series of tricky and harsh questions.

And the project manager doesn’t know what to say when asked. 

Fu Xiao directly and coldly threw his nonsense documents together with the person.

Before reporting, the others glance at each other——

In their eyes, they are finished today.

It wasn’t like this before, ah. 

Today’s President Fu is extra strict, ah.

What kind of bad luck did they have in their lives?

A person behind the project manager stood up looking like he was about to cry.

At this moment, the white fur ball lying in a ball in President Fu’s thigh, as if disturbed, moved. The white long-haired cat raised its head in confusion and stood up, it looked at Fu Xiao and meowed obediently. 

The crowd saw that President Fu, who was on the verge of an outbreak, was surprisingly pacified all of a sudden.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao hurriedly looked at Little Sugar Cake.

He found that it was much more energetic than before, and his heart was finally a little relieved. 

Little Sugar Cake has been sleeping on his hand, and as long as he let go, even in his sleep, the little guy keeps on humming and chirping. He couldn’t bear it, plus this meeting wasn’t exactly some occasion, it was just calling his employees to the office to report their work, so he didn’t carry Little Sugar Cake away.

The white long-haired cat stretched out its head and opened its eyes to look around in confusion. From Fu Xiao’s lap, it lightly jumped onto the table, and its blue eyes looked at everyone curiously, and it meowed at Fu Xiao suspiciously.

 

Clearly, it was in much better spirits.

Fu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, the big stone in his heart was finally put down. 

The one at the back also finished reporting, and saw that President Fu did not speak.

In the past, after one report it was immediately followed by the next one, but just now, when the last person finished speaking and was preparing to leave, President Fu let the person stand still and asked a bunch of tricky questions.

So he didn’t know whether he should go now or not.

He asked as if he was dying: “President Fu, can I leave now?” 

President Fu looked at the document. In his arms, Little Sugar Cake sensed that he was in a meeting and obediently leaned on Fu Xiao’s arms, with its four claws holding his hand, and its fluffy tail wrapped around that hand, like an octopus.

Obviously, the action of the white kitty made Fu Xiao feel a lot better, his whole body softened visibly to the naked eye, and the kitty looked up at Fu Xiao’s profile seriously. The man’s dark eyes focused on the document, with a special temperament.

Fu Xiao was so handsome right now, ah.

Little Sugar Cake couldn’t help but think. 

Fu Xiao put down the document, looked at the person who reported it and wondered: “You’re not leaving, do you want to do it again?”

There is nothing wrong with this man’s report.

A person who is usually quite clever, why does he seem a little stupid now?

The person:  … 

Didn’t the previous person, who just finished reporting and was about to leave, get scolded by you?

The person who didn’t expect to pass the test so easily was obviously relieved, his eyes flashed with joy, he looked gratefully at the cat in Fu Xiao’s arms, and then quickly ran down from the podium as if his tail was on fire.

Being let go like this, everyone looked at the man enviously, and couldn’t help but look at the white kitty in Fu Xiao’s arms.

None of them were blind, and they could clearly feel that after the kitty woke up, President Fu was in a much better mood. 

Most of them are young people promoted by President Fu alone. They are not very old and they usually gossip.

Looking at the cat in President Fu’s arms, they instantly thought of the legend circulating in the company.

 

Is this President Fu’s legendary cat?

As the rumor has it, it is—— 

To be doted on by President Fu, it’s really a cat choice by heaven, ah.

They looked at Little Sugar Cake with bright eyes, wishing the little kitty would be more powerful and make President Fu happier.

When the meeting was over, everyone who got what they wanted left.

Fu Xiao walked out holding Little Sugar Cake. 

Outside the door, Fu Wei was leaning against the wall, looking at Fu Xiao with an indistinct expression.

Little Sugar Cake looked at Fu Wei and his eyes lit up immediately, and his former listlessness was nowhere to be found.

He was desperately trying to pounce on Fu Wei.

Fu Xiao hugged Little Sugar Cake, and held down its paws, then he held it firmly in his arms and said to Fu Wei: “Is something wrong?” 

Fu Wei saw Fu Xiao, and stood up, then he said to Fu Xiao: “Brother, I just want to say goodbye to you.” He looked at Fu Xiao and said guiltily: “I’m sorry for you. If you don’t want to see me in the company, I’ll leave today. But——”

Fu Xiao interrupted: “Leave? Who said I told you to leave?”

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