Addicted to sticking to her, the crazy CEO asks for a kiss every day

Chen Sen could almost feel the murderous aura from Fu Nanchen. He took a step back, crossed his hands in front of his body, one palm tightly clasped over the other, and pursed his thin lips.

Feng Yue bent one hand in front of him, clenched his fist, narrowed his eyes, and tightened the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes. He looked at Fu Nanchen, opened his mouth to say something, but took the words back.

He seemed to know what the young master was going to do next, and his eyes swept over Wang Shan beside him.

His whole body was shaking like a sieve, and from his sight, the collar of his white shirt was soaked with sweat.

Fu Nanchen walked up to Wang Shan with his long legs. He lowered his eyes and looked at him, revealing his unparalleled pride.

From what he could see, the man in front of him was about 175cm tall, bald, with greasy scalp visible under his sparse hair. The collar of his white shirt was a little yellow, and the skin on the back of his neck was a little tight due to the tie.

"How long have you been doing this?" Fu Nanchen's voice was hoarse and full of hostility.

"Mr. Fu... Mr. Fu, I was transferred here from the group headquarters and have been working for... for three years." Wang Shan's voice trembled, and his upper body bent down a few degrees. His hands were placed tightly on both sides of his body, his fingers inadvertently curled up, and you could see that his hands were shaking.

Fu Nanchen raised his elbow and pulled up the black glove on his right hand. "Let me ask you, how long have you been selling company information?"

This sentence was like a bomb of gunpowder exploding in Wang Shan's ears. He looked up and saw Fu Nanchen's dark face.

"......I....."

He didn't expect Fu Nanchen to ask this question. This matter was done very secretly, how could it be discovered?

His fat upper body swayed and he took a step back. His knees were shaking and bent. Beads of sweat flowed down his temples, along his ears, to his jawbone, and finally dripped onto the floor.

Wang Shan raised his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, his lower lip was trembling.

Almost everyone in the company knows that Fu Nanchen is a ruthless person who doesn't talk much. He used to be an accounting supervisor and had no chance to meet Fu Nanchen at all.

"Is this hand for collecting money?" Fu Nanchen said, stretching out his right hand, turning the back of his hand upwards, and holding his right index finger.

Wang Shan could almost feel the hot skin under the black gloves before he could come to his senses.

All I saw was Fu Nanchen's black palm bending upwards with force.

"Click..."

The sound of finger joints breaking was heard in the quiet space.

"Ah..." Wang Shan screamed and squatted on the ground. His right hand was shaking and his left hand was tightly holding his right wrist.

He just shouted once and then immediately shut his mouth.

Boom!

Wang Shan knelt on the ground with his whole body bent over, his forehead against the floor. The broken finger kept shaking on the floor. Beads of sweat the size of beans once again flowed down his entire face and dripped onto the floor.

Chen Sen glanced at Feng Yue, swallowed, and looked down at Wang Shan on the ground.

He didn't dare to look at Fu Nanchen from beginning to end. He bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth, and blood stains seeped out of his purple lips.

He knew clearly that this punishment was light for Fu Nanchen, and he didn't dare to beg for mercy.

This matter is far more serious than he imagined, perhaps this is just the beginning!

When Wang Shan thought of this, he looked at Feng Yue's toes with a distorted face.

"Tell Aying to take him away." After saying this, Fu Nanchen sat back in his office chair, took off the black gloves on his left hand and threw them into the trash can.

"Yes."

Chen Sen hurriedly walked in front of Wang Shan, leaned over and whispered in his ear: "Get lost!"

Wang Shan let his right arm hang naturally, and he stood up tremblingly with his left hand supporting himself on the ground. Due to his fat belly, his knees kept shaking. He finally stood up, shrugged his shoulders, turned around and walked towards the door.

Feng Yue watched Chen Sen help him open the door, and the two of them left one after the other.

"Keep an eye on the other one!" Fu Nanchen whispered.

"Yes, young master." Feng Yue took out a handkerchief from his pocket, squatted down to wipe the sweat stains on the ground, walked to the table to collect the garbage, turned around and left.

The office returned to silence, and the hostility in Fu Nanchen's black eyes began to dissipate.

He pressed the screen of his mobile phone, and Jian Xiaoan's face appeared in front of him.

Fu Nanchen's tense face began to relax gradually. He opened WeChat and the message was still on the previous one.

buzzing...

Fu Nanchen's other phone displayed a name: Doctor Han

He hesitated for a moment and slid open the answer button, "Hello."

A middle-aged man's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Fu, hello, I just learned that you are back in Jiangcheng. If it is convenient, can I arrange a meeting with you?"

Fu Nanchen did not answer. His left thumb quickly rotated the metal ring on his index finger. Then, his thumb nail pinched the other fingers hard until they turned white.

"Mr. Fu, are you okay?"

Fu Nanchen's eyes fell on the phone in front of him. He pressed the side button and the phone screen lit up.

Jian Xiaoan's quiet and gentle face appeared before him.

He picked up the phone and pressed the side button again. His fingers gently stroked Jian Xiaoan's clear cheek on the screen.

After a pause, he said, "I'm...fine now."

His voice was neither hurried nor slow.

"Okay, that's it for now. If you have any questions, please contact me immediately. Bye."

Fu Nanchen hung up the phone and looked up at the floor-to-ceiling window. It was afternoon and the sunlight shone through the glass into the room.

He stood up and walked to the French window, looking up into the distance. A thin layer of white light floated on the endless lake.

The information about his return to Jiangcheng was fully disclosed today. He may need to face real challenges and unknown dangers next.

buzzing...

The phone was vibrating in his hand. He looked at the screen with a smile on his face.

My An An: [After get off work, I will bring you milk tea (*^▽^*)]

He saw the punctuation marks that appeared on WeChat and squinted his eyes, like Jian Xiaoan.

Fu Nanchen replied [Not allowed to add pearl + fire-breathing expressions to Wang Dabao]

He searched for a long time but couldn't find an expression like Jian Xiaoan, that is, emoticon, so he could only send a fire-breathing expression.

My An An: [(⊙?⊙)]

Fu Nanchen squinted at the expression: his eyes were wide open and his lips were in a straight line.

Well, it looks a lot like his An An when he’s angry.

This is what he looked like the first time I slapped him. He looks so good even when he’s angry.

Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen called Feng Yue. He had to see Jian Xiaoan immediately. He hadn't seen her for five hours and was feeling very uncomfortable!

It would take less time to get back to the city, so Wang Dabao drove faster than when he came here.

Fu Nanchen leaned lazily on the back of his chair, his cell phone in his hand. He glanced at the screen almost every minute.

Wang Dabao saw from the rearview mirror that he kept raising his cell phone, and he already knew most of the situation.

He stepped on the accelerator so fast that the bodyguard behind him was almost left behind.

The bodyguard's car was quite far away from them. Fu Nanchen glanced at the time on his watch and saw that there were still ten minutes left.

He sat by the window and could see the milk tea shop from a distance.

He really wanted to go down, so he stood at the cashier counter waiting for her, but he didn't dare to, because his An An would be angry, and when she was angry, her dimples would not be visible!

Thinking of this, Fu Nanchen let out a long sigh!

I was really taken advantage of by this little liar!

knock knock.

There was a knock on the car window...