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

Jiang Nanyi's eyebrows and eyes are very similar to Fu Zhaochen's mother, Nan Yi, but her appearance is not as delicate as Nan Yi.

"Miss Sheng, last time my dad was also in a hurry to go to the doctor. Now that there are many projects in Jiangcheng, he suffered a disadvantage last time."

Jiang Nanyi's eyes turned up, "So he wants to cooperate with famous brand companies, sorry."

Because this woman is Duan Yuhe's classmate, Sheng Yiruo had a general impression of her. Today, although she speaks nicely and decently, and she is sensible inside and out, green tea and white lotus don't have this quality.

She started the car, "Miss Jiang still knows the general idea, so let's do this first, I have to leave beforehand."

The subtle expressions on Jiang Nanyi's face were very unnatural, but she still maintained a decent smile.

Sheng Yiruo had already raised the window and drove away.

Jiang Nanyi rubbed her face, and muttered in a cold voice, "It's not much prettier than me, and it's not a small airs."

But when she thought about the possibility of Sheng Yiruo marrying into the Fu family, she felt that the same people had different fates. They all learned classical dance and had similar temperaments and figures. Why could Sheng Yiruo marry into a rich family, but she couldn't?

Sheng Yiruo used to have a prominent family background, but now he is about the same as her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nanyi twisted her waist and walked over to a Mercedes-Benz car. She handed the ticket to Duan Yuhe who was sitting in the car, "Hey, my ticket for the performance tonight."

Duan Yuhe took it, and then handed Jiang Nanyi a photo.

"Hurry up and prepare according to the above styles and styles. From now on, I will use the best stylist in the circle for you."

She was afraid of making mistakes, so she planned it long ago, "The stylist will start performing with you today, and it will be easy to find out when the time comes."

Jiang Nanyi smiled, "It's done, I will thank you."

"I don't ask you to thank me, I just hope you keep your mouth in check and know what to say to rot in your stomach."

Duan Yuhe didn't say any more, but closed the car door.

She said to Zheng Wen, "Did you take the picture of Jiang Nanyi talking with Sheng Yiruo just now?"

Zheng Wen pushed the photo over, "It's very clear, I didn't expect us to come to get the tickets and there would be a surprise."

Duan Yuhe felt that people's luck was coming, and they couldn't stop it.

Then, the Mercedes-Benz RV went to a cafe near the headquarters of the Rich Group.

Lin Chong, one of the chief secretaries of the chairman's secretary office, took the ticket handed over by Zheng Wen.

He nodded at the Mercedes-Benz RV and returned to the company.

Arriving at the chairman's office, Lin Chong knocked on the door and entered.

Fu Chen was working, and Lin Chong handed over the ticket, "Boss Fu, the ticket for the musical "Farewell My Concubine" Madam wants to watch."

"Didn't it say it was sold out?"

Fu Chen glanced at the ticket, "How did you buy it?"

Lin Chong did this purely to please Fu Chen. He and Zheng Wen grew up in the same neighborhood when they were young, and they were Fa Xiao. He entrusted Zheng Wen, and Zheng Wen found Duan Yuhe to buy the ticket.

"I bought it after asking someone to find a relationship."

Lin Chong was very humble.

Fu Chen took off his glasses and put them aside, took the ticket over, and then said with a smile, "It's just a whim, she has been at home for less than a year after resigning, and she has become more and more pampered."

Lin Chong was very envious of Fu Chen's affection for Nanyi, and said with a smile, "Madam is not used to being a full-time wife."

After Lin Chong went out, Fu Chen called Nan Yi as if claiming credit and said that he got the tickets for the musical.

Nanyi was very happy and said that they would go to the company to pick up Fu Chen at night, and they would go together after dinner.

On the other hand, after Sheng Yiruo returned to the company, Fu Zhaochen went out and was not there.

After finishing the work at hand, she started to draw the manuscript, because the wedding anniversary of Fu Chen and Nan Yi is coming up, and the two spent the day of receiving the certificate, not the day of the wedding.

It is said that on the day of their wedding, Aunt Nan had an accident, and Uncle Fu searched for her for a long time before finding someone.

Sheng Yiruo suddenly remembered that the feelings under the thorns are still sincere, warm and beautiful, like two hearts are still tightly connected after so long.

Thinking of this, she began to draw a manuscript, the main elements are roses, thorns and a heart-shaped necklace.

For the heart-shaped ruby ​​main stone, she planned to use tanzanite ruby, and Rose chose high-purity pink diamonds and white diamonds in order not to steal the style of the main stone. As for the thorns on the rose, she boldly chose black crystals.

Black crystal is still the kind of fine-grained cut, which is dazzling enough to not be compared with diamonds.

After drawing for more than an hour, she then filled in the coloring. After the coloring, she put the design in the drawer.

Then, he began to think about the presents he gave to Uncle Fu and Aunt Nan.

At the beginning of this year, Sheng Yiruo collected a few large freshwater pearls, which weighed a lot, but the shape was irregular, very rare and rare.

This reminded her of the works at the jewelry exhibition of the European royal family. She felt that she could also use her imagination to make earrings and men's brooches based on the shape of pearls.

Sheng Yiruo, who was drawing pictures, didn't look up until Fu Zhaochen pushed the door in, "Mr. Fu, are you back?"

"Uh, little rabbit, when we are alone together, please call me by name!"

Fu Zhaochen walked over and leaned over to look at her drawing, "Whose order is this?"

"This is my wedding anniversary gift to Uncle Fu and Aunt Nan."

The brilliance in Sheng Yiruo's eyes was particularly dazzling. Fu Zhaochen saw in her eyes the enthusiasm for hobbies and careers. She didn't like management but was forced by the situation to do things she didn't like.

Fu Zhaochen held Sheng Yiruo's shoulders, "Little Tu, do you want to make your studio bigger?"

Sheng Yiruo nodded, "Of course I do, but now I want to keep Sheng Rong even more."

"Shengrong Group is planned by me, just like you said, to survive by cutting off its tail." Fu Zhaochen unbuttoned his suit jacket and leaned against the table. "Cut off unnecessary subsidiaries, lay off employees, and only invest."

Sheng Rong Group started as an investment company, it was founded by Sheng Yiruo's mother, and now it wants to go back to the old business.

"Investment bank, I don't understand!"

Sheng Yiruo bit his lip, looked up at Fu Zhaochen with cute and wronged eyes, "Zhaochen..."

"Little thing, you can handle me well. You call me brother when you tempt me, Zhao Chen when you ask me for something, and Boss Fu when you are angry."

While speaking, Fu Zhaochen pinched Sheng Yiruo's chin, "Baby, remember that you can only call me brother in bed from now on."

"You pervert!"

Sheng Yiruo hit Fu Zhaochen with his hands, but he smiled and held her fist, "Brother, do you want to taste the little rabbit's claws?"

The two were arguing when Fu Zhaochen's cell phone rang.

He took it over, "Tsk, our old man!"

Sheng Yiruo laughed out loud, "How dare you say that Uncle Fu takes good care of himself and keeps fit all year round. He looks the same as he was in his early forties, and people will believe it if he says it's your brother."

"Brother, do you dare to call old man Uncle Fu to your face?"

Fu Zhaochen bit his lips and smiled, "Don't dare, I admit it."

He picked up the phone, "Dad, what can I do for you?"

Fu Zhaochen frowned, and glanced at the time, "Farewell My Concubine? Let me ask Xiaotu if I can go."

Sheng Yiruo, "..."

Fu Zhaochen hung up the phone and said to Sheng Yiruo, "My dad is at the entrance of the Provincial Theater now. He had made an appointment to watch the musical "Farewell My Concubine" with my mom. Later, Duan Yuhe went. She was not feeling well and had to stay in the home."

Sheng Yiruo was confused.

"and then?"

"Then, my mother asked my dad to watch it alone. My dad didn't want to watch it, so he asked us to watch it."

Fu Zhaochen pinched Sheng Yiruo's earlobe, "Go?"

Sheng Yiruo shook his head, "I don't want to go, watching other people dance will only make me feel emotional."

Fu Zhaochen agreed, "Then I'll talk to my dad."

Sitting in the car, Fu Chen received a call from Fu Zhaochen. He hung up the phone, held the ticket and threw it in the shelf beside him, and said to the driver, "Turn around and go home."

He leaned back on the back seat, "Stop at the Shangwei restaurant in front, and buy some snacks that my wife likes, and take them home for her supper."

The curtain opened in the theater, and Jiang Nanyi, who had put on makeup, did not see Fu Chen and his wife Nan Yi, and the two chairs in the first row of golden seats were empty.

The downstairs front desk staff of Zhaoyi Group saw Fu Zhaochen walking over holding Sheng Yiruo's hand.

The woman's eyes were full of love, and she was full of envy, "Secretary Sheng, here is a document express delivery for you."

Sheng Yiruo was very surprised, but he still walked over and took the express package along the dotted line and tore it open.

She took out the invitation letter for the jewelry competition, the registration form, and the physical examination form for the competition...