Ma'am, don't be greedy, Mr. Fu brings hundreds of billions and children to marry

Inside the gift box are all photos of Fu Zhaochen, photos of his work in various periods since he founded the company.

Some of them stood on the platform of the Young Entrepreneurs Forum to give a speech, some of them listened to the report in the conference room, some of them looked down at the documents in deep thought, some of them looked at the stock chart with a smile on their lips, and some of them stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows holding coffee Looking down at the bustling city of Ningcheng...

Every photo is like a beautiful picture scroll, and Sheng Yiruo can't take his eyes off it. This man's facial features, figure and temperament can always easily touch her heartstrings.

She reached out to touch those photos, her eyes were involuntarily tender.

When Fu Zhaochen opened the door and came in, he happened to see this scene.

Sheng Yiruo hurriedly gathered the photos together, took the document and sealed it.

She got up, "Boss Fu, what do you need from me?"

Fu Zhaochen's eyes were cold and emotionless, "Well, make me a schedule for this month. Also, make me a cup of coffee."

After speaking, he returned to the office.

He Yu was still there, and he felt that Fu Zhaochen seemed to be in a better mood after returning, so he sat back on the sofa and loosened his tie.

Fu Zhaochen glanced at his phone from time to time.

He Yu knew that he was worried, "Boss Fu, it's probably coming soon, Director Yu has always been very efficient."

In the morning, Fu Zhaochen personally went to the police chief Yu Jie. Yu Jie told him to be calm. There was still a base station that had not been checked. Last time, the nearby monitoring and maintenance accidentally dug up the fiber optic cable buried in the base station.

Now workers are actively rushing to repair it.

When Fu Zhaochen heard the news at the police station, he was very excited, because when he checked the surveillance in a garden corner of Fengming Villa where the banquet was held, the surveillance equipment there was broken.

Since there is a communication base station nearby and the monitoring is broken, as long as it can be proved that the text message received by Sheng Yiruo was sent from this base station, then the person who sent the text message is in Fengming Villa.

It is conceivable who the acquaintance who is afraid of being caught by surveillance will be?

Except for Ye Yucheng, only his assistant Chu Yan was left.

Not long after, the phone rang, and Fu Zhaochen quickly took it to connect, "Uncle Yu, how are you?"

Yu Jie's voice came over, "You guessed right, there was indeed a number that sent text messages to Sheng Yiruo's cell phone at that time, but that number was not registered with a real name, so it was not easy to find out."

"There's no need to check, it's Ye Yucheng or Chu Yan."

Fu Zhaochen was very sure, but when he said this, he rubbed his temples.

Yu Jie agreed, "Okay, there is one more thing, I have to tell you in advance."

Fu Zhaochen had no tone, "Uncle Yu, you said..."

Yu Jie, "Do you have a British classmate named Deke?"

Hearing this, Fu Zhaochen frowned, "Yes, what's the matter?"

Yu Jie fiddled with the assisted investigation letter sent from the UK, and the corner of his mouth twitched, "I just received a assisted investigation letter after you left, about you, come back tomorrow, I think Ye Yucheng has started treating you It's a dead hand."

Fu Zhaochen sneered, "My failure to propose marriage is what he did to me."

Yu Jie smirked, and he comforted Fu Zhaochen, "There are so many twists and turns in the relationship between men and women, your parents were like riding a roller coaster every day at that time. It will be fine."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Zhaochen felt a headache and kept pressing his temples.

Seeing that Fu Zhaochen's cheeks were slightly red, He Yu said, "Boss Fu, are you feeling unwell?"

Fu Zhaochen had a headache and waved his hands, "Go out!"

Drowsy, Fu Zhaochen was thinking about how to deal with Ye Yucheng, and how to get Sheng Yiruo back, but just thinking about him, he fell asleep.

Sheng Yiruo came over with a printed itinerary and coffee, but when he knocked on the door and no one answered, he opened the door and went in.

Fu Zhaochen and his clothes leaned back on the sofa and fell asleep.

It was only when Sheng Yiruo went over that he realized that his cheeks were flushed and his forehead was still sweating, as if he had a fever.

She stretched out her hand to check, and sure enough, she had a high fever.

Sheng Yiruo's hands were a little cold, and Fu Zhaochen, who was a light sleeper, opened his sleepy eyes slightly, "Take advantage of me while I'm asleep?"

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Sheng Yiruo's hand with his big hand, and the coolness in his palm made him feel very comfortable.

"Could you get on with it? You've got a fever."

Sheng Yiruo was about to withdraw his hand, but Fu Zhaochen held it tightly. He was really uncomfortable but with a smile on his face, "It's not a fever, it's a fit of anger."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

She pushed Fu Zhaochen away and wanted to leave, but Fu Zhaochen came over to grab her, almost fell to the ground after a burst of dizziness, he leaned on the table to subdue, "Xiaotu, I feel so bad..."

Sheng Yiruo turned around and saw him like that, and went over to help him up softly, "You must have caught a cold yesterday, and you were sweating from a fight and you were shirtless, you deserve it."

Fu Zhaochen rested his chin on Sheng Yiruo's shoulder, "Well, I deserve it. After being beaten up, I didn't even dare to hold a meeting. I was afraid that others would say that you raped me domestically. I really deserved it."

Fu Zhaochen's breath was hot when he spoke, and it fell on her neck numbly.

Sheng Yiruo said in a deep voice, "Get up, I'll ask He Yu to take you to the hospital."

As soon as she finished speaking, He Yu knocked on the door and came in. Seeing Fu Zhaochen's tall body pressed against Sheng Yiruo, he hurriedly turned around to leave when Sheng Yiruo said, "Tezhu He, Mr. Fu has a high fever, you Take him to the hospital!"

He Yu stopped and turned around, and saw Fu Zhaochen making a gesture behind Sheng Yiruo's back, a fist and a mouth shape, he understood - Boss Fu told him to get out.

"Secretary Sheng, I'm afraid I can't do it now. I'm going to Jiangcheng soon. I'm here to report to Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhaochen gave He Yu another thumbs up, and He Yu understood again——He Yu, well done!

He Yu glanced at his watch, "I have to go, or I won't be able to catch the plane."

After speaking, he greased the soles of his feet and left.

Fu Zhaochen sighed, and he said in an aggrieved tone, "Little Tu, no matter how bad I am, I grew up with you. You hate me so much?"

He pressed his focus a little more, "You don't even care about your affection and let me fend for myself?"

Sheng Yiruo closed his eyes helplessly, "Don't be miserable, I'll take you to the hospital."

Sheng Yiruo drove the man to the hospital in Fu Zhaochen's Rolls-Royce Phantom. On the way, Fu Zhaochen sometimes fell asleep, coughed and moaned, and his face became more and more red.

It didn't look like a fake, Sheng Yiruo had never seen him cry out in three illnesses and two pains before, but this time it was an accident.

When he arrived at the hospital, the doctor took a blood test for him and gave him an antipyretic injection, saying that he had a severe cold. To put it bluntly, it was a self-imposed illness, and he needed an IV drip.

Fu Zhaochen was in a daze, but when he saw the needle, he regained consciousness and resisted very much. He hugged Sheng Yiruo's slender waist and pressed it against him, "Little rabbit, I don't want injections, just prescribe some medicine for me." Go back, I'm afraid..."

The little nurse blushed when she saw Fu Zhaochen's face, and she blushed even more when she saw the boss acting like a baby, and couldn't help but chuckle.

Sheng Yiruo was embarrassed by being laughed at, so she pushed Fu Zhaochen's face, "Stop making trouble, you're such an adult, why are you still afraid of injections?"

Fu Zhaochen has been in good health since he was a child, and he seldom took injections and medicines. As a result, he was afraid of suffering from taking medicines, pain of injections, and even fainting from needles.

Fu Zhaochen turned his head to leave, "I won't beat you, even if I die."

Sheng Yiruo pushed the person down involuntarily, "Look at me, not the needle, okay?"

Fu Zhaochen looked at Sheng Yiruo who was sitting next to him, and curled his lips, "Then you kiss me..."

Everyone, "..."

Sheng Yiruo lost his temper, "I don't care if you like to be beaten or not."

But Fu Zhaochen stopped her from letting her go, turned to the nurse on the left and said, "Call me!"

The nurse was about to give an injection, Fu Zhaochen buried his head on Sheng Yiruo's shoulder.

When the needle pierced through the flesh, Fu Zhaochen pinched Sheng Yiruo's chin and kissed it.

The extremely soft and gentle kiss made Sheng Yiruo feel dazed, maybe it was because he was sick, so soft, so tender, without a trace of desire, Sheng Yiruo felt that the taste of this kiss was very sweet, like cotton candy.

The delicate kiss and the hooking of the tip of the tongue happened between two good-looking and sweet couples, even in the infusion area of ​​the hospital, they felt that it was too sweet to violate harmony.

Soon someone posted the video on the small video website.

Sheng Yiruo pushed Fu Zhaochen away, she was annoyed, "You are shameless, I shouldn't care about you, just forget about illness and death."

Fu Zhaochen licked his lips and smiled charmingly, "Illness and death are sweet too."

Ye Yucheng, who also came for the infusion, suddenly said, "Tsk, you two haven't broken up yet?"