Sky-high priced wife: Vinegar husband, don't make trouble

"Then I'll ask Ji Xiaolan to bring you a cup of coffee to refresh your mind." After saying that, she went to order Ji Xiaolan.

It would be great if coffee really worked for this, but she didn't refuse, it's good to wake up as much as possible.

The mountain villa for the company's outing was decided by the company's top management, that is, Feng Yuhuan also participated in the approval, so he should know a little bit.

As soon as Fu Yanru got up, she remembered that she was in Feng's. If she went to his company rashly, she would attract suspicion and gossip from other colleagues, so she had no choice but to suppress her restlessness and sit down again.

Feeling a little anxious, she kept tapping on the desktop, and finally decided to send Feng Yuhuan a text message first: Can I go up to find you at noon?I have something to ask you.

People in the office will go to the cafeteria or go out to eat during lunch time. At that time, there are the fewest people, so not many people know about his office.

It was too hasty to ask this matter only on the phone, and she was always worried about not talking about it face to face.

After a while, there was a reply: You can come up now.

Fu Yanru immediately vetoed it. Isn't it clear that he was being gossiped now?Now that there are fewer discussions in the office, she doesn't want to cause any more topics.

She replied: No, I will go up at noon.

Then there was no further text, neither said it was good nor said it was good or not, but Fu Yanru thought about what he meant, and he probably agreed.

After finally staying up until noon, Wu Liting dragged her to eat, but she was rejected, "I'm sorry, Li Ting, I'm not hungry, so go eat."

Wu Liting stared at her reluctantly as she walked, as if she was an abandoned heroine, "Are you really not going with me? Are you really going to let me go alone?"

Fu Yanru was amused by her tense mood just now, and she waved her hand, "Go, go."

She didn't pick up her phone until everyone in the office was almost gone, took a deep breath, and got on the elevator. Fortunately, she was the only one sitting in the elevator, and she didn't meet anyone else on the way.

When she arrived at the president's floor, as soon as the elevator door opened, she saw Feng Yuhuan's Tan Di, the person who used to come to the sales department, and he smiled formulaically.

"Miss Fu, please."

Fu Yanru followed him into Feng Yuhuan's office while being surprised, "Please."

After Tan Dela opened the door, she walked straight in without knocking on the door to announce, and even the secretary outside his office was not there. It seemed that these were all his arrangements.

I couldn't help feeling a little warm in my heart. When I walked in, the man was sitting upright at the desk, with his left hand on the document and a pen in his right, as if he was about to sign.

Fu Yanru approached slowly, but he didn't even lift his head. He neatly signed his name on the bottom right of the document and pushed the document aside. Then he raised his eyes to look at her.

"What's the matter?" He kept his words concise and to the point at work, and Fu Yanru became inexplicably nervous, as if an employee was facing the boss.

But she obviously came here for a private matter, so she pursed her lips before she spoke, "I want to ask you about my brother Fu Nanyang."

The man sitting at the desk crossed his hands on the table, his two thumbs circled slowly, paused when he heard this sentence, then withdrew his hand and leaned on the boss chair.

"I seem to have seen him, so I want to ask if you know any news about him?" Fu Yanru looked at the calm man in front of him expectantly, hoping to get a definite answer from him.

Feng Yuhuan pursed her lips into a straight line, her voice was a little stiff, "Not yet."

"Really?" Fu Yanru took a step forward without giving up.

"No news yet, I will let you know if there is news, so don't overthink it." Feng Yuhuan finished this sentence quickly, and pulled out a file before she said the next sentence, "I still have something to deal with , you go out first."

Fu Yanru had no choice but to disturb his work, so he could only swallow what he wanted to say, and obediently returned to the sales department.

When she was about to leave work at night, her mobile phone rang suddenly. Seeing that it was Li Chunhua, she felt a headache and wanted not to answer it, but the ring rang tirelessly.

While connected, he packed his bag and went out, "Yan Ru, have you raised any money?"

Fu Yanru frowned in displeasure, and before she could speak, she began to scold again, "How long have you been doing this? Why don't you have any money!"

"Mom, I'm not a cash machine, I can't just take out as much as I want."

"You promised me the 50, don't you want to give it up? Fu Yanru, you promised me!"

Fu Yanru switched her ear to listen, and she had already walked to the underground parking lot, and she had already seen Feng Yuhuan's car.

The other side softened his tone again, "Yan Ru, Mom didn't mean to blame you, it's just that I really need the money, you should hurry up!"

"I see, I will as soon as possible." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone, the familiar car was getting closer and closer to him, Fu Yanru got into the car and fastened his seat belt.

She leaned on the car seat with her eyes closed. She had to worry about her brother's whereabouts, and she had to run around for Li Chunhua's money. What was she doing all her life for?
Seeing her tiredness, Feng Yuhuan glanced at her, "Tired?"

"Well, it's okay." Fu Yanru opened her eyes again, repeated the words in her mouth several times but still didn't say them out.

Feng Yuhuan didn't speak any more, and concentrated on driving the car. Fu Yanru looked down at the hands she held together, thinking that this matter was not so difficult to tell.

"The 50 I told you last time!" Last time he said it would be counted according to the number of times he slept, so they did it several times, so she should be able to get some money.

Even if there is no 50 yuan, it would be good to get tens of thousands and give it to Li Chunhua first, so as to save her from urging her every day.

Although it was like a flesh-and-blood deal between her and Feng Yuhuan, they were getting married after all, and it wouldn't be that bad if you think about it optimistically, so the money wasn't that dirty.

Mentioning this, Qian Fengyuhuan's face seemed to be a little ugly again, but he quickly returned to normal, "Are you in such a hurry to ask for money?"

"Well, it's really urgent." This sentence is true. She is really tired from being urged by Li Chunhua every day for 50 yuan, and she just wants to raise it quickly.

Feng Yuhuan did not agree to give 50 yuan at once, but promised to give half of it, "Our previous agreement is still valid, so I can only give you half first, and when you exchange enough 50 yuan, I will give you the remaining half .”

He was completely out of the consideration of a qualified businessman, which is good, but I don't know why Fu Yanru felt a little uncomfortable.

She had no choice but to accept his 25 first, and she had to think of a way for the remaining half.

After solving the money problem, her thoughts returned to Fu Nanyang. Feng Yuhuan's answer always made her feel very problematic, and she would not give up looking for it. The feeling that day was so strong.

Besides Feng Yuhuan, maybe there is another Feng who will know the whereabouts of Fu Nanyang,
Fu Yanru went to Zhao's during lunch time the next day, and Zhao Xiaoming also had a half-time job here, and she couldn't come in without an appointment, so she had to wait in the lobby to see when he would come down.

It's meal time and he should come down now, right?
As expected, Zhao Xiaoming came down at 12:30, and Fu Yanru blocked his way, "Zhao Xiaoming, I have something to ask you."

Zhao Xiaoming frowned, it was quite new for this ex-wife to come to him, "Why are you here?"

"I'll just ask you a few questions, and I'll leave after I finish." Fu Yanru actually didn't want to see him, but there was a reason for the incident, so she had no choice but to come and try.

As Fu Yanru was sure, Zhao Xiaoming took her into his office, sat on the soft sofa, and looked at her leisurely.

"Don't waste my time, I'll give you 5 minutes." Zhao Xiaoming raised his hand and glanced at his watch. He didn't want to waste too much time on this ex-wife.

Fu Yanru cut to the chase and asked, "Do you know the whereabouts of my brother Fu Nanyang?"

Zhao Xiaoming, who was being asked, was obviously taken aback, with a cunning flash in his eyes, he stared at her with interest and asked, "Why are you asking me? I'm not yours."

"you must know!"

Fu Yanru was very sure, if Zhao Xiaoming didn't directly deny it, it meant that he must know a little bit, even a little bit of information was very precious to her.

He snorted coldly with disdain, "So what if I know? Aren't you with Feng's boss? Why can't you find out about this bit of information?"