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

Hearing this, Chen Junhan looked at the business card Fu Zhaochen handed over, and said softly, "Qin Siyuan..."

He said nonchalantly, "This is a bit too much information..."

Chen Junhan fell silent after that, he didn't dare to say anything more.

Chen Junhan still remembers the scene when he called Fu Zhaochen that time. After hanging up the phone, Fu Zhaochen broke down and smashed everything in his room.

After receiving the breakup letter, Fu Zhaochen was depressed for a long time, and his condition became more and more serious.

In fact, from Chen Junhan's point of view, Sheng Yiruo's love life in college was nothing at all, the girl was just uncertain, it was normal to like one thing today and another tomorrow.

The key is that she injured Fu Zhaochen, who was already scarred and burdened a lot at that time. Fu Zhaochen's self-doubt was the most deadly at that time.

When Chen Junhan came back this time and heard about the two, he felt that Fu Zhaochen was too entangled!

Fu Zhaochen cared about the previous hurts, and didn't want Sheng Yiruo to give in to him because he didn't love him, but he couldn't let go of Sheng Yiruo, so he just stayed there.

Chen Junhan looked at Fu Zhaochen and suggested, "Why don't we go to sleep first? Sheng Yiruo must care about this."

Fu Zhaochen clapped his hands and said coldly, "Get out!"

He clenched the cup tightly, but he was afraid in his heart.

That night was obviously his stolen pleasure, the secret love, the shady one, would make her hate him even more.

Fu Zhaochen asked Chen Junhan again, "Can you get some more money from Uncle Chen?"

Chen Jun laughed coldly, "Then you might as well ask your father, Uncle Fu will guess what you are going to do in less than 3 minutes!"

After finishing speaking, Chen Junhan went to play cards with Qi Yao and the others.

After thinking about it, Fu Zhaochen called He Yu, "He Yu, sort out the real estate I have in hand, and then find an appraiser to calculate how much it is worth."

He Yu, "..."

He hurriedly said, "Boss Fu, you want to buy Shengrong Group to turn the tide?"

"Tsk, your brain is trapped by the door?"

Fu Zhaochen said in a deep voice, "Hurry up and do it!"

He can't even come up with 15 billion now, so what is he talking about buying Sheng Rong?

At night, Sheng Yiruo completed the manuscript according to the client's request.

Men's rings are mainly simple and elegant, with not many elements added, only a small circle of black emerald, which looks solemn and tasteful.

As for the lady's brooch, because the client requested that the main stone not be damaged, and she did not communicate with the client face to face, she only drew a rough idea, and the big tail of a fox could just be inlaid with the main stone.

After finishing work, Sheng Yiruo began to read books on business management.

After just looking at it for a while, Fu Zhaochen's WeChat message came over - I want to see the sketch of the brooch you designed for me.

Sheng Yiruo put his phone aside and ignored him, then continued to read.

I don't know if Fu Zhaochen was particularly idle, but he kept sending the same sentence to Sheng Yiruo.

Sheng Yiruo couldn't be bothered, "Wait."

Then, she shared the design drawing with the ipad and sent the picture to Fu Zhaochen.

Fu Zhaochen was looking at the properties and valuations sorted out by He Yu in the study, when Sheng Yiruo sent the pictures.

He opened it and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Sheng Yiruo even designed a green turtle brooch for him, and even marked the cut size of the diamond.

Fu Zhaochen laughed angrily, and he replied - do you think I can like your sketch?

Sheng Yiruo smiled while typing with his fingertips - I can modify it if I don't like it, but this design is mainly in line with Mr. Fu's temperament.

Fit his temperament?

Fu Zhaochen laughed, and then replied—that's right, if you want to live a good life, you have to have a little green on your head, right?

Sheng Yiruo felt that Fu Zhaochen's mouth was really bad, he was clearly teasing her.

He came back with another one, which was very serious - you dare not design this for other customers, and I am unique among you.

Sheng Yiruo rolled his eyes and ignored him.

And Fu Zhaochen also stopped and didn't return.

On the other hand, Fu Zhaochen put down the financial statements of real estate holdings with only 3 million yuan, and for the first time knew what it was like to worry about money.

Although he is Fu Chen's eldest son, he earns everything he owns now.

The start-up capital for his business was given by his father, Fu Chen, but he repaid it with a mortgage at the bank loan rate.

In addition, Fu Zhaochen had to ensure the normal operation of his company, and he had to invest in Jiangcheng's projects in the later stage. He actually didn't have that much money in his hands, nor was he as rich as the outside world imagined.

Thinking of this, he got up and went to the cloakroom and took out a red velvet jewelry box from the safe.

After opening it, the "Missing You" blue diamond necklace and Sheng Yiruo's red waist rope were inside.

Fu Zhaochen muttered with an unclear expression, "Xiaotu, do you want a house or 'I miss you'?"

The corners of his upturned mouth slowly closed. This kind of choice is only made by a trash man. Thinking of this, he closed the red velvet brocade box and put the necklace back in the safe.

Fu Zhaochen called He Yu again.

He Yu, who was having fun in the clubhouse, signaled the people around him to be quieter, and he changed his voice, "Hey, Mr. Fu, why haven't you rested so late?"

People around suddenly felt that He Yu was so humble and stupid.

Fu Zhaochen raised his eyebrows, "Tsk, where are you?"

"At home, everyone in my family is getting ready for bed," He Yu glanced at the feasting lights beside him, "Mr. Fu, what do you have to do?"

"Well, you give the phone to Uncle He, I have something to tell him."

The reason why Fu Zhaochen didn't call He Yu's father directly was because he was afraid that Uncle He would be with his father, Fu Chen.

His father, Fu Chen, is a workaholic just like him.

He Yu broke out in cold sweat, he thought for a while and finally told the truth, "Mr. Fu, I'm outside, why don't you call my dad directly?"

Fu Zhaochen, "..."

"Forget it, let me ask you, if I borrow money from your father and keep him from telling him about it, then..."

He Yu immediately replied, "Others must not know, but Mr. will know within 3 minutes. My dad obeys him, and there is no secret between them."

He immediately coaxed the boss doglegly, "Just like I did to you."

Fu Zhaochen's face darkened instantly, "Oh? Didn't you just lie to me?"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

He Yu, "This is clearly a white lie."

Fu Zhaochen took out the car keys, picked up his suit jacket and went out.

On the way, he felt that the air in the car was not good, so he opened the hood, and then drove all the way back to Pingning Manor.

When Fu Zhaochen got home, his parents had already rested.

He stood at the door and knocked, "Dad, I have something to discuss with you, is it convenient for you to come out?"

Nan Yi looked at Fu Chen who was reading a book, "Hey, your son is back, calling you outside!"

Fu Chen took off his glasses and leaned over to gently kiss Nanyi's forehead, "Honey, do you know what he's doing here?"

Nanyi was puzzled.

Fu Chen sneered, "He came back to borrow money, and today he borrowed a lot of money. Those boys were tossing about bank deposits today, and the bank manager communicated with Chen Yuze and the others early in the morning."

After finishing speaking, Fu Chen turned over and got out of bed, and walked out in his pajamas.

When he opened the door, he saw Fu Zhaochen smoking a cigarette, lowering his head in a relaxed way, thinking about something.

Fu Chen said coldly, "Put out the cigarette, smoking is not allowed at home."

Fu Zhaochen was taken aback for a moment, then he pinched his cigarette, "Dad, shall we go to the study to talk?"

Fu Chen strode ahead, and Fu Zhaochen followed.

The father and son sat opposite each other in the study.

Fu Chen spoke first, "What's the matter, tell me!"

Fu Zhaochen pinched his wrist with one hand and turned his wrist watch, "I... I'm short of money for the project, can you lend me some, I'll still repay at the interest rate of the bank loan."

Fu Chen raised his eyebrows, "Oh, how much do you want to borrow? Do you want to borrow 6 million?"