Chapter 1 The father and son turned against each other in the office of the president of Hongyuan Group.

I haven't seen them for many days, and there was such a big scandal. I didn't expect that Fu Chengru's first words when he saw the two of them were "Are you buying shares in private, making small moves?"

Fu Moqian stared at his father's dark eyes in surprise.

Shouldn't it be time to talk about the scandal? Why did it suddenly get involved in the acquisition of shares?

Besides, I just ordered Jian Chuchen to do it. No matter how fast he moved, the opening of the market didn't take long in the afternoon, and my father shouldn't have reacted so quickly!

Could it be that besides him, there are other people coveting Hongyuan's shares and eyeing the Fu family?

Fu Moqian's mind was running fast, carefully analyzing various possibilities without showing any trace.

Being deliberately smeared, and such a scandal broke out, at first he suspected that the Xia family did it. The purpose was nothing more than to avenge Xia Wan and discredit the three of them.

But now, he faintly felt that things seemed not so simple.

If, as he planned, the black hand behind the scenes wanted to take advantage of the scandal to lower Hongyuan's stock price in order to make a fortune, then he had to guard against it.

But judging from his father's expression, the acquisition of shares should have happened a few days ago, and the news only broke out today. Could it be that there are more than one group of people making trouble?

When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits. We must plan well, play this game well, and be the fisherman who wins in the end.

"Why did father say that? Why, has Hongyuan's stock fluctuated abnormally recently? Do you suspect that someone is making a hostile takeover?" Fu Moqian remained calm, but he still needed to show concern for the family business in a timely manner, so as not to turn around and fall behind Heartless, indifferent to the family tongue.

"Honestly, did you do it?" Fu Chengru didn't answer, but stared at Fu Moqian with eagle eyes.

After many years of experience, Fu Chengru thinks he still has the ability to know people from the small.

Those sharp eyes were like X-rays, sweeping back and forth on Fu Moqian's body, not letting go of every subtle expression of his, trying to discern the truth from his words and deeds.

But it was this kind of look that completely chilled Fu Moqian's heart.

Is this his father? He has called his father for more than 20 years.

When something went wrong, what subconsciously thought of was not how to solve the problem, but pointed the target of suspicion at his unpopular son.

It turned out that in his father's heart, he played such a despicable and shameless role.

With a sneer, Fu Moqian raised his lips with a bit of sadness, helplessness, and coldness.

He closed his eyes lightly, and opened them again, those deep amber pupils were stained with a hint of cynical banter.

"If my father had trusted me, I wouldn't have asked this question.

But now, since you asked this question, you must have already convicted me in your heart. Even if I tried my best to prove my innocence, you would not believe a word of me.

In this case, what is the difference between admitting and not admitting, why should father continue to struggle? "

Fu Moqian spoke calmly, but Si Yuanyuan beside him couldn't sit still.

Being kicked out of Hongyuan is already a great shame, and now if he is labeled as having an evil intention, it will be difficult for his son to stand up in this life, and it is completely hopeless to inherit Hongyuan!

"Mo Qian, why are you talking to your father? Is this the way you should treat your father?"

Talking about a girlfriend can cause a lot of trouble in the city, and facing Fu Chengru is so tough, unwilling to change at all, the more Si Yuanyuan looks at her son, the more troublesome she becomes, and she really feels like she hates iron.

"Mo Qian, father has given you a chance, so you should cherish it.

Hongyuan's stock, have you made any small moves, even if you say it boldly.

You have to trust your father, blood is thicker than water, he will never frame you. "

Si Yuanyuan's words were sincere, and she deliberately pointed out that "blood is thicker than water". On the one hand, she hoped that Fu Moqian would soften her attitude towards her father. The only seedling in the family will always inherit the family business in the future.

Fu Moqian didn't buy it, seeing his mother's fawning face, he smiled even more wickedly.

"Blood is thicker than water? Hehe, I don't think so.

Believe it or not, I don't care if I get framed or not.

When I came here today, I just want to tell you and my mother that the report about Yin Er is completely distorted and deliberately slandered. I will hold a press conference to investigate the legal responsibility of the mastermind and return Yin Er justice.

In addition, I'm going to marry Yin'er, and I'll let you guys know when the date is fixed. "

"What are you talking about, getting married, how can you..." Si Yuanyuan stared with anger, her blood surged up, her mouth was trembling so hard that she could hardly speak.

Fu Moqian was calm and composed, "Didn't mother always look forward to this day? Don't worry, we are already working hard to create a human being, and strive to fulfill your wish to have a grandson as soon as possible.

Oh, by the way, I would also like to thank my mother for giving me such a great gift to Yin'er.

This is the best gift I have received so far. "

When Yin Jixia was mentioned, his smile immediately faded from the coldness and became warm and bright.

The handsome face exudes a honey-like sweetness, which is the wonderful taste that can only be found in passionate love.

"Bastard!" Fu Chengru's forbearance finally broke at this moment, and he slapped his slightly vicissitudes of life on the mahogany table, making his palms numb and his ears buzzing, "It's such a big thing to get married. Do you play house as a child?

Don't discuss with us at all, and make decisions on your own. We are still alive and haven't died yet. Do you take your parents seriously? "

Before coming, Fu Moqian expected their reaction like this, so he didn't panic at all.

He has been scolded a lot since he was a child, so he naturally has immunity. In his opinion, what happened today is nothing more than drizzle and pediatrics.

"Discussion? Yin'er was chosen by my mother, and in my opinion, my father also acquiesced. Marrying her is just following your heart and following your wishes. What's wrong?

We are happy with each other, you should be happy, but now you are furious, I really don't understand, what is the reason? "

Fu Moqian's pretending to be innocent completely made Fu Chengru intolerable, so he grabbed the pen holder and threw it at him forcefully.

"Bastard!" He yelled at Fu Moqian hoarsely, his eyebrows and beard trembling with anger.

Fu Moqian did not dodge, and endured all this calmly, as if he had been frozen and numb, with a faint smile still hanging from the corner of his mouth.

With a "bang", the blue-and-white porcelain pen holder hit Fu Moqian's chest, and then rolled heavily to the ground, falling to pieces.

Bai Xi's porcelain splashed all over the floor, and the sharp blade was like a dagger, cutting deep gashes in Fu Moqian's heart, but a strange flower bloomed at the corner of his mouth, which was a mocking smile.

"Heh, father, why bother, you are so angry that you are hurting yourself, and I hope you live a long life, and your country will last forever!"

Fu Moqian was not annoyed at all.

The more anxious Fu Chengru was, the more enjoyable he was.

I don't know when it started, the father and son have entered into this vicious cycle of bt.

Kneeling down to pick up the signature pens scattered on the floor one by one, Fu Moqian handed them over respectfully with both hands, and gently placed them on the corner of the desk, "I know Hongyuan has a lot of money, but it's always bad to waste it.

If you fall, millions of dollars will be lost. If you don’t pick up these pens, Hongyuan will lose even more.

The ancestral precepts taught us to cultivate morality through self-cultivation and frugality. Today, my father seems to have failed to do anything.

For the ancestors of the Fu family, I'm afraid that they will be truly disappointed and die in peace! "

Fu Chengru never thought that his own son would treat him like this.

"Get out, get out as far as you can, I, Fu Chengru, am not as disobedient as you!"

Fu Chengru pointed at Fu Moqian and almost roared, Bai Xi's complexion was burnt purple by the scorching anger, even his eyes glowed red, as if he wanted to eat people.

Fu Moqian smacked his lips, "Tsk tsk tsk, 'Get out', such a vulgar word coming from my father's mouth is really insulting to the family!

Don't worry, father, if you don't want to see me, in this life, even if I beg along the street, I will never beg you again. You can enjoy your old age with peace of mind! "

After finishing speaking, he turned around gracefully without looking back, and strode away from the CEO's office.

I only heard Si Yuanyuan shouting almost desperately from behind: "Mo Qian, Mo Qian..." Each sound was louder and more anxious, but he couldn't turn his head back, nor did he want to turn back.

He knew that maybe in this life, he and his father ended up here.

After leaving Hongyuan's gate, Fu Moqian immediately called Jian Chuchen.

On the one hand, he asked about the results of the game in the afternoon, and on the other hand, he asked him to find out the flow of Hongyuan's stock.

There are too many people who want to share a piece of the pie. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you win every battle.

Jian Chuchen was worried, so she asked too much: "Boss Fu, have you really decided?"

Fu Moqian didn't even think about it, but was resolute and determined, "Well, I've decided, the 'Ning Bing Project' is officially launched!"

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