The domineering president meets her

Before coming here, I heard from Ye Yiyu on the phone that she was bleeding from time to time because the fetus was unstable and she was afraid of miscarriage.

"I didn't ask about the child." Fu Shi raised his eyes slightly: "I only care about her physical condition."

Ye Yiyun's expression also turned serious: "Everyone's morning sickness process is different. I heard some people say that they vomited all the way from pregnancy to birth, and they relied on nutrient solution to hold on!"

Fu Shi immediately frowned, looking like a storm was about to come: "I will bring her to the hospital tomorrow and abort this child!"

Ye Yiyun gasped and looked at him: "You are crazy! If Su Yin finds out, you will be in trouble."

Su Yin has a very stubborn temper. Plus, once a woman is pregnant, she will easily develop a protective mentality towards her child. Ye Yiyun knows that if Fu Shi dares to do this, he will undoubtedly be courting death.

After all, Fu Shi had asked him to make a vitamin tablet that looked exactly like a birth control pill, saying that he would replace Su Yin's medicine and not let her take it. He knew very well what the consequences of doing so would be, and Fu Shi knew it very well too.

It means pregnancy.

He glanced at Fu Shi's secretive look, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed in his mind, as if the short circuit was no longer there: "You have always wanted her to get pregnant, just to take advantage of the fact that mothers are reluctant to abandon their children and keep her by your side forever?"

"You calculated so that she wouldn't leave you?"

Even though they were brothers, Ye Yiyun couldn't help but despise his behavior.

Fu Shi closed the book without explanation and put on the sapphire cuffs handed to him by the bodyguard: "I have to go to Barron's appointment now."

Ye Yiyun hummed, temporarily ending the topic, and asked, "Do we have to discuss business so late?"

"The other party flew over from the United States and got off the plane at this time. The contract between him and me has not been officially signed yet. He wants to redistribute the profit ratio with me."

How could Ye Yiyun not understand the implication of his words? He hurried to subdue the fierce enemy before dawn and come back to accompany his wife before she woke up.

Fu Shi put on his suit jacket and frowned: "Find me a few capable obstetricians and family doctors, and take turns to take care of her at home 24 hours a day starting tomorrow."

Ye Yiyun was puzzled: "Why are you so nervous? There are too many people around her, I'm afraid she will feel burdened."

Fu Shi frowned and said nothing, his jawline was cold, and he didn't respond.

Ye Yiyun looked at his deep gaze and suddenly thought of something: "Do you want to find someone to watch her?"

Fu Shi pursed his lips tightly, remembering the question he didn't answer directly in the room, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Yes."

Ye Yiyun gasped, his face changed: "Are you crazy?"

"It doesn't matter whether she has the child or not, but if she leaves, I will really go crazy." Fu Shi picked up his coat and strode away.

Ye Yiyun was stunned. This was the first time he saw a flesh-and-blood answer from Shishi.

……

In the dimly lit box of the Rich Club.

Several blonde girls in tube-top skirts were kneeling beside the sofa, smoking cigars. Their skirts were so short that their snow-white thighs were exposed, and the vague ambiguity made people think of something else.

Barron looked at the tall and cold man in front of him. His dark trousers and black leather shoes made him look noble and reserved. He raised his glass and said, "Mr. Fu, thank you for coming to the appointment."

The person who is speaking is Barron, the young master of Delta Air Lines, the largest airline in the United States. He also works for Delta and is currently the company's operations manager because his father has not retired yet.

Fu Shi clinked glasses with him and said, "I have some time today, so I'll come over."

Barron knew that the man in front of him was just being polite. His time was precious, and he never attended such banquets in the past. He said this, and it sounded simple, but in fact, everyone who knew him knew that he was taking extra time to come.

Barron smiled and said, "The last time you came to New York, my father was very happy to hear that you were here. He invited you to dinner at home, but you said you didn't have time. I was worried that you would be the same tonight."

Fu Shi took a sip of wine and didn't respond.

Barron: “It’s my honor to work with such an excellent businessman like you.”

At this time, the woman who was roasting the cigar sat up straight, the suspenders on her shoulders almost slipped off, the scenery of her chest was about to burst out, and she said in a charming voice: "I will serve you."

Just as he was about to put the cigar to Fu Shi's lips, the man turned his head away and took the cigar away.

The woman missed her move and was about to move again, but was quickly stopped by the bodyguard who was standing not far away. Seeing that the bodyguard's hand was already on the thing on his waist, she was so scared that she dared not get any closer.

Barron hid the gloom in his eyes and laughed: "Let's go out and have fun, just be casual, don't be nervous."

Then he waved at the women and said, "Go away. Mr. Fu is a rare man who keeps himself clean. You can't get close to him."

The girls left the box one after another.

Fu Shi took a puff of his cigar, and the thick smoke dispersed, making his cold eyes look like fog: "Mr. Barron knows me very well."

"Mr. Fu is my partner. I am afraid that I did not do well enough this time. If I make you unhappy again, it is my fault."

Barron spoke very nicely.

Fu Shi sat back on the sofa, the cigar burning slowly between his fingers. He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt with one hand, and instantly went from being calm and unhurried to wanton and wild.

"Since Mr. Barron is here and knows me, he should also be very clear about my temper."

Barron smiled and said, "It's just a 15% profit concession, why bother Mr. Fu? If I have embarrassed Mr. Fu and made him unhappy, I will apologize." As he said this, he put his newly learned essence of Chinese drinking culture into practice and raised his glass to toast Fu Shi.

Fu Shi took the wine glass back and drank the rest.

"Hahaha, President Fu is indeed a man who can accomplish great things. It's great!"

As Barron spoke, he glanced at Fu Shi and saw him put the empty wine glass back on the table. He then crossed his legs and leaned back on the sofa, taking a casual puff of his cigar. "Yesterday I specially invited the two Lisa sisters from Crazy Horse to stay here. How about we go somewhere else and relax?"

In Europe and the United States, the dancers of Crazy Horse Show are beautiful women selected from all over the world. They are almost naked, but use unique lights as "clothes". To put it bluntly, it is not just a striptease.

Barron removed the cigar from his lips, and under the light and shadow, he smiled silently and evilly.

"Okay." Fu Shi said, then stood up and walked out of the box, his steps swaying slightly.

Barron, who was behind him, saw this and put down his cigar and pressed it into the crystal ashtray on the table. He quickly followed and said, "Mr. Fu, you seem drunk?"

Then he walked forward, held his arm and said worriedly: "You need to rest like this."

At the meeting place between the two today, the bodyguards of both sides were standing in a row at the door.

Barron reached out to stop Fu Shi's personal bodyguard and said to his own people: "Mr. Fu is drunk, send Mr. Fu to the room upstairs."