Surrender

After receiving Feng Fu's phone call yesterday, Nanyi has been thinking about his salary over and over again. After all, what she has to do now is to increase income and reduce expenditure.

The Nan family is currently living in Qi Jun's residence.

Although Qi Jun was receiving treatment abroad, he called her back and asked her to move to his current villa, and kept asking Fu Chen why he didn't arrange a place for her.

Nan Yi and Fu Chen reached a consensus, not to break up the matter to stimulate the elders of the two families, she is also tight-lipped about Qi Jun.

Seeing that Nan Yi had lost some weight, Feng Fu's eyes became more gloomy.

He walked in and put a box of red velvet cakes in front of Nanyi, "For you, Miss Nan."

Through the top of the transparent packaging, Nanyi saw a very good-looking red velvet cake and smiled brightly, "Mr. Feng, how do you know that I like sweets?"

Of course Feng Fu knew, because Nan Yi liked to eat these since he was a child.

If it hadn't been for changing her teeth, Nanyi might be the same as when she was a child, a beautiful little chubby girl with black tooth decay.

At that time, Feng Fu determined to become a dentist, specializing in the treatment of Nan Yi's disobedient and broken teeth.

Now, Nan Yi has a gorgeous appearance, red lips and white teeth, a typical big beauty, and she is no longer that little girl who has a bad tooth but is still greedy.

He smiled very gently, "Girls like sweets."

After finishing speaking, Feng Fu took out the cake and handed her the spoon.

There were two white chocolate bunnies on the red velvet cake, which were chic and cute. Nan Yi thought it looked good, so he took out his mobile phone to take a picture and sent it to Moments.

Then, she tasted the delicious food, which was sweet, soft and glutinous, and tasted very good.

Feng Fu was relieved, and looked down at the water glass in his hand, "Miss Nan, are you and Mr. Fu okay? It is said on the Internet that you broke up."

Fu Chen never issued a breakup statement. First, he was concerned about Fu's family. Second, the contract between the two had not expired. If Nan Yi breached the contract, there would be hundreds of millions of liquidated damages, and she had no money to compensate him.

Nan Yi shook his head, "No, we are fine."

Feng Fu's eyes dimmed a little, and he paused for a moment, "That's good, I came to you just to understand what you told me about Xingmei last time, and the entanglements between your family and Nan Peide."

Nan Yi nodded and began to talk about this matter.

Feng Fu listened carefully, and took out his notebook to take notes.

After talking about this, Nan Yi did not feel relieved, but felt more depressed, "Mr. Feng, I want to talk to you about your salary."

Feng Fu glanced at Nan Yi, he knew the current situation of Nan Yi's family, he wanted to say that he could not pay, but this was not in line with his personality as a private detective, let alone logical.

Thinking of this, he was a little impatient.

Nan Yi saw that Feng Fu hadn't spoken for a long time, "Are you worried about your employment fee?"

Feng Fu, who was slightly taken aback, nodded without hesitation.

Seeing this, Nan Yi knows that her "family fortune" is really well known in the world!

Feng Fu said bluntly: "After all, Ms. Nan shouldn't be as rich and powerful as before, right?"

Nanyi knew that she couldn't do it because of her wealth and wealth, but she could find another way. She smiled and added some lemonade to Feng Fu.

"Mr. Feng, can we no longer engage in this hammer business? You can take a long-term view, and I promise you will have a more substantial income!"

Feng Fu let go of the water glass, tapped the table lightly, and looked at Nanyi who was about to talk with great interest.

"Why don't you tell me, how can I maximize my vested interests?"

Nan Yi felt that it was refreshing to talk to someone with a clear mind, so she directly said that she would acquire the Perwen Clothing Company, and then give Feng Fu 9% of the original shares, on the condition that he join the Perwen Clothing Company.

In addition to dealing with daily work, Feng Fu is trying his best to investigate what she wants to investigate.

After listening to Nanyi's words, Feng Fu smiled casually, "I'll think about it and reply you as soon as possible."

"Okay, you can think about it. By the way, I have another request, that is, what I ask you to check, you will check what, and I don't want anyone other than you and me to know about this matter!"

Feng Fu agreed, and he drank the water in the glass in one gulp, hesitating for a long time.

"Miss Nan, there is one thing that I've always been curious about. The incident of Nan Bo jumping off the building made a sensation in the city, but why did it not go away?"

Nan Yi was taken aback by the question.

Cousin Nanbo was raped and killed more than ten years ago. It was her and Nanyin's birthday that day, but she was too young at that time to remember the details.

Feng Fu looked puzzled at her hesitant and dazed reaction, and then thought about it, "You were only ten years old at that time, right? It's normal if you don't remember."

"Well, I really don't remember clearly," Nan Yi took a sip of the cake, "Mr. Feng, why are you asking this?"

Feng Fu shrugged his shoulders with a natural expression, "The case was a sensation back then, I was just curious."

Nanyi didn't think too much about it, after all, the Nanjia had a big star like Nanchi, even things that happened more than ten years ago would be mentioned from time to time.

The two chatted for a while, and then Nan Yi got up to leave.

Feng Fu watched Nan Yi's leaving back gradually go away, and then picked up the phone.

His voice was clear and magnetic, "I have something to tell you, and my personal opinion is that I want to stay by her side..."

In the headquarters building of the Rich Group, Zhang Lina was muttering with her mobile phone, surrounded by a circle of people. When He Wei came in, they didn't notice, and they were still chatting passionately there.

He Wei walked over and took Zhang Lina's mobile phone, "You guys are not working, what are you doing?"

"Secretary He, we are looking at Assistant Nan's circle of friends," Zhang Lina looked up at Fu Chen's office, and muttered in a low voice, "Look at a photo posted by Assistant Nan's circle of friends, there is a pair of men's hands appearing in the picture, She won't give Mr. Fu green, will she?"

Another female secretary interjected, "Yeah, didn't you tell us that she and Mr. Fu have not broken up? She just doesn't come to work for the time being."

He Wei glanced at the picture and zoomed in. It was indeed a pair of men's hands.

He looked at the time again, it was just posted, obviously it couldn't be his boss, Fu Chen was working in the office!

"Okay, that's Mr. Qi, I know this watch."

With a cold face, He Wei warned again: "Boss Fu is already upset because of the Internet incident! Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't make trouble for nothing, you really hit the gun, and the gods can't save it!"

After hearing this, everyone dispersed.

After thinking for a long time, He Wei knocked on the door and entered Fu Chen's office.

Fu Chen looked at the picture, the man's hands were long and slender, with well-defined joints, and the nails were neatly manicured. When he thought of Nan Yi's hand control, and the unique rose fragrance in her palm, his heart became even more blocked. …

He conveniently slapped He Wei's cell phone on the table, which startled He Wei.

Fu Chen took off his glasses, rubbed the center of his brows, raised his head and asked He Wei, "What's the password for your WeChat account?"

"what?"

Fu Chen glared at He Wei, "I have confiscated your account, you can open a card and apply for an account again."

The corner of He Wei's mouth twitched twice, "Boss Fu, my account still has my family, classmates, and..."

"There are also beauties for you to flirt with, various blind date groups?"

Fu Chen's face was cold, and he said sarcastically, "Don't worry, I'm not interested in your privacy and your female resources."

He Wei sighed sadly, "Boss Fu, can I... can I refuse you?"

Fu Chen looked up at He Wei, raised his eyebrows, "Well, you can try."

He Wei felt that the account number was not as important as his life and salary, so he leaned over and tore off a sticky note, and wrote down the account password.

As soon as he went out, Fu Chen logged into He Wei's WeChat account with his mobile phone...