After the divorce, the boss chases his wife and kneels again

An old man with gray hair and wearing navy blue silk was helped in by Zhou Mu.

Fu Chengsheng narrowed his eyes.

He is really Mr. Fu's personal butler, Uncle Zhou.

He remembered that after Mr. Fu left, Uncle Zhou went to Wanbao Mountain to guard the spirit of Mr. Fu.

A few years later, he had long forgotten about this person, and thought that the old man had died long ago.

Unexpectedly, he was still alive!

"Unfilial son, why don't you let Uncle Zhou stay at home for thousands of years, why bother the old man?"

Fu Chengsheng was a little trembling when he spoke, but he didn't realize it yet.

Uncle Zhou is the old man's personal steward, and he has a lot of power. Back then, he didn't sell any face to him.

Before Fu Siyan could speak, Uncle Zhou spoke first.

His voice was old but still vigorous: "Master Cheng Sheng, it's none of Young Master Fu's business, I proposed to come here on my own initiative."

Fu Chengsheng's heart felt furious, and he said with a smile on his face, "What do you always do?"

"I just happened to hear about your recent actions in Fu's, and I remembered the old master's entrustment to me before he left."

Uncle Zhou stroked his beard, and said loudly: "He said, my son is born with an unstable temperament, so he will always remind me more in the future."

Xu Shi has been influenced by his ears and eyes all the year round, and Uncle Zhou's demeanor is [-]% similar to that of the old man.

Fu Chengsheng lowered his eyes subconsciously to cover up his anger, and he was so angry that he was dying!

The dead old man has suppressed him for the rest of his life, even after he dies, his ghost still lingers!

Seeing Fu Chengsheng pretending to be dead, Fu Siyan got up and approached, "Director Fu, why don't you show Uncle Zhou the handwritten letter from your grandfather?"

Fu Chengsheng: "..."

Uncle Zhou became interested, "And this thing, the old man's handwritten letter? Young Master Cheng Sheng might as well take it out and have a look."

Fu Chengsheng faltered and said: "Yes, there is nothing interesting. If Uncle Zhou wants to know the content, I can just tell you. It is about the old man who wants to include the little boy Si Nian in the family tree..."

"Absolutely impossible!"

Before Fu Chengsheng finished speaking, Zhou Bo severely interrupted him.

The phrase 'absolutely impossible' shocked everyone at the scene!

Bo Sinian's handsome face on the side turned even darker!

His palms were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails were almost bleeding.

The eyes under the lens stared at Uncle Zhou like a devil!

Fu Chengsheng also felt very embarrassed, and said loudly: "Uncle Zhou, don't talk nonsense, this is the old man's will!"

He thought that Uncle Zhou would always be in awe when he heard the word old man.

Unexpectedly, Uncle Zhou vetoed it, "The old man can never say such a thing! The old man hates illegitimate children deeply. He once wrote in the family training book that no matter who the illegitimate children of the Fu family are, they will not be recognized, let alone included in the genealogy!"

This is also to put an end to some unruly women who make trouble with their stomachs.

The old man has kept himself clean all his life and resolutely opposes unhealthy trends.

If he was still alive, this illegitimate child wouldn't even be able to enter the Fu family's door!

Uncle Zhou didn't say these words, he was saving face for Fu Chengsheng, and he came here today to pass on the message, and Fu Chengsheng would consider it after passing it on.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chengsheng became angry from embarrassment.

He slapped the table violently, gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle Zhou, I respect you as the old man's manager. I call you Uncle Zhou, have you forgotten that you are actually a servant of our Fu family?"

This is without the slightest bit of respect.

In the next second, Fu Chengsheng commanded his accompanying bodyguards, "Drag this lying old Buxiu out!"

Before the bodyguard had time to approach, Fu Siyan poured a teacup viciously over it!

"puff--"

Fu Chengsheng's face was covered with tea and tea leaves, he was extremely embarrassed!

"Little bastard, you—"

Fu Siyan approached one step at a time, "Director Fu, speak carefully!"

Fu Chengsheng suddenly went dumb.

He inexplicably felt depressed, only to realize that Fu Siyan was no longer the boy and young man he used to be.

But an upright man.

In front of him, he felt like a kid, feeling contained!

The momentum of his whole body was instantly trampled on the soles of his feet.

Fu Siyan said: "There are some shareholders present who don't understand Uncle Zhou's identity, but I have to reiterate that Uncle Zhou is not just a manager in Grandpa's eyes!"

Fu Chengsheng didn't like to be contradicted, but Fu Siyan was too close, and he was too suppressed to speak.

Fu Siyan slowly said: "Back then when Grandpa was assassinated, Zhou Bo sacrificed his life to save him more than once, and there are still many scars on his body. Grandpa always said that Zhou Uncle was his brother who was born and died. I haven't seen Uncle Zhou in person!"

All the old shareholders present know this good story.

Mr. Fu also really regards Guanshi Zhou as a brother. Unexpectedly, Fu Chengsheng would be so disrespectful!

If he treats his father's savior like this, one can imagine how low his character is.

The shareholders discussed in a low voice, which made Fu Chengsheng's face feel like a layer of skin had been peeled off, causing burning pain.

Fu Siyan spread his hands, "Take out that 'letter' from your grandfather."

Fu Chengsheng didn't want to, but he was on the verge of riding a tiger right now. If he didn't take it, it meant that he was guilty. If he took it...

Suddenly, he stuffed the paper into his mouth, pretended to be crazy and shouted: "You little bastard wants to force me to death. If you don't believe me, I will give it to you, but you will still frame me!"

In any case, the thief shouted to catch the thief first.

Anyway, the evidence was eaten by him.

It's just that the paper was dry, and Fu Chengsheng's Jingui throat, which was used to delicacies from mountains and seas, couldn't swallow it at all.

Just as he was swallowing with difficulty, Zhou Mu grabbed the back of his neck, pressed the acupuncture point, and pushed hard.

"Cough cough cough-"

Fu Chengsheng coughed up the rice paper.

Zhou Mu first picked up the rice paper and spread it out, and used his body to block Uncle Zhou, to prevent Fu Chengsheng from doing it again.

Uncle Zhou picked up the rice paper and recognized it after only a few seconds of reading.

"This is not the old man's handwriting!"

Everyone was shocked.

Unexpectedly, Fu Chengsheng even dared to forge the old man's handwriting!

It has simply refreshed the lower limit of being a human being!

Fu Chengsheng said angrily: "Old man, can you see clearly with your bean travertine eyes? Why do you say no! I think you are the military adviser invited by Fu Siyan to mess with me!"

Uncle Zhou was extremely calm, and he looked at Fu Siyan unhurriedly, "Young master, please put the Chinese cursive script that the old man kept on it, and then enlarge this letter."

After Fu Siyan ordered, a comparison between Han cursive script and rice paper appeared on the big screen.

Fu Chengsheng took a closer look, then seemed to heave a sigh of relief, folded his chest and said mockingly: "I said you are old and dizzy, isn't this exactly the same?"

He spent a lot of money to get someone to copy it, and it was guaranteed to be exactly the same.

Not the same, full refund.

Looking at it now, it is indeed exactly the same.

Even shareholders feel strange.

Isn't it the same? !