The domineering president meets her

Old Master Fu's eyes were firm. He came to stand in front of Fu Shi, put his wrinkled hands on his shoulders, and said earnestly: "At present, his family is the only relative of our old Fu family. We will help him if we can. What's more, his father has done me a favor. We, the descendants of the old Fu family, must remember this and not be ungrateful."

"I understand." Fu Shi nodded.

"See if there is anything suitable for them to do in the company and arrange it. Don't just deal with it perfunctorily." Without waiting for Fu Shi to agree, "Don't mistreat your own people. I think some directly affiliated departments of the head office are good. I'm old and my legs and feet are not convenient. It will be convenient for me to arrange for someone closer to me to visit me. It's settled!" Old Master Fu snorted with a pretended tough attitude.

He didn't want to give his son a chance to consider it. He had to strike while the iron was hot. Otherwise, with his son's personality, he would definitely arrange him to some faraway branch.

Fu Shi looked at the old man's eyes, his mind was full of thoughts, and the abacus beads in his heart were about to jump out of his face. The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Okay, arrange it."

He did not expect his son, who was always so businesslike, to agree so quickly. Mr. Fu was delighted: "Then that girl, Belle Man..."

"Dad. She won't be in my consideration, not today, not ever."

"Hey, I really don't know where this stupid thing like you came from." Old Master Fu was so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

"Mr. Fu, how could you forget so quickly that I am your blood relative and your only son?" Fu Shi pretended to lower his head to adjust the buttons on his cuffs inlaid with diamonds, and answered slowly.

"You, I really don't know what to say to you..." Mr. Fu could only sigh deeply.

As soon as these words were spoken, the warm scene of loving father and filial son disappeared in an instant.

knock knock knock

The knock on the door broke the awkward atmosphere between the father and son in time.

"Master, the old lady told me to call you and the young master downstairs for dinner." The voice of the housekeeper Uncle Zhang came from outside the door.

Mr. Fu suppressed his anger, took a deep breath, and replied calmly: "Okay, I'll be right there." No one could tell that he had just had a verbal battle with his son.

Looking out the window, it turned out that it was already dark.

The lights in the old house were on, and in the night, the lights were dim. The laughter, talking, and the noises of children playing and playing were tinged with light and shadow, making the old house, which had been silent for a long time, more lively.

The two of them came into the dining room one after the other. When everyone who had already sat down saw them, they quickly stood up and greeted them.

"We are all family, so don't be so polite." Mr. Fu, who was standing in the front, stretched out his strong hands, pressed down, and gestured with a smile for everyone to take a seat quickly.

Fu Shi, who was following behind, smiled and nodded at everyone with clear eyes. He called people one by one, apologized, and then sat down elegantly.

He was wearing a light grey home sweater, dark grey handmade Italian trousers of the same colour, home shoes, and without a watch on his wrist, which made him look easy-going and approachable.

The cool night breeze sneaked in quietly.

In the flickering lights, his facial features were like a low-key and restrained ink painting, making people want to take a closer look.

"Don't be surprised, these two gentlemen are just like that. Once they talk about work, they can talk for three days and three nights without stopping." Old Mrs. Fu looked at her son with a smile, then turned around and explained to everyone gently.

Mr. Fu waved his hand embarrassedly to indicate that everyone should not be polite and just enjoy their meal.

Everyone smiled at each other and didn't say anything more.

At the table, the adults were thinking in different ways. On the contrary, the three younger children sat down to eat obediently, not daring to chatter anymore. It was probably because their parents had given them extra education after lunch.

After the meal, Uncle Zhang asked the cook to serve dessert. Grandpa Fu asked in confusion, "When did we start serving dessert after meals?"

Mrs. Fu gave him a reproachful look and said, "You, old antique. Didn't you see that we have a little guest coming to visit us today?"

"Haha, I didn't think it through." Mr. Fu laughed out loud.

Several of them were in the shape of cute cartoon animals, and the children cheered and shouted, "Thank you, Grandpa, thank you, Grandma."

"You're welcome. Please enjoy your meal, my little cuties!" Mrs. Fu replied with a smile.

Fu Shi asked Fu Yunlang to play chess with him, and Old Man Fu suggested going out for a walk.

Belle Wei winked at her sister, and Belle Man immediately understood. She slowly walked to the old lady and invited her, "Old lady, we want to go to the flower hall to play cards. Are you interested in joining us?"

"Okay, I'll play a few games with you young people with my old bones." The old lady no longer had the indifferent expression she had at the lunch table, but agreed readily.

How could she not understand what these two young people were thinking?

Women's card games are nothing more than chatting about family matters, jewelry, clothing, and men's affairs.

Since my son is not married yet, I should listen to Mr. Fu and give every unmarried young woman a chance.

At the card table, the old lady may have felt that her aura was too strong. After a few rounds of cards, the two sisters in front of her did not dare to speak easily. Then she put on a more appropriate smile and asked gently: "Le Wei, there are three children in the family now. Is there anyone at home to help take care of them?"

"Aunt, Yunlang is usually busy with work and is rarely at home. My eldest son is already in kindergarten, so the nanny and I take care of the two younger ones together. When the second child goes to kindergarten in early spring next year, I will have an easier time. Maybe I can help Yunlang with work matters when I am free."

"You are such a great mother. You should pay more attention to your health."

"Thank you for your concern, aunt." Bellewei smiled slightly and responded to the old lady, while her hands continued to touch the cards skillfully.

Mrs. Fu watched all of this silently, then turned to look at Bei Leman with a smile: "Leman, what about you? Where do you like to go to play on weekdays?"

Belleman didn't expect the old lady to ask about her affairs, so she was a little flattered and answered, "I go to school and have a lot of schoolwork, so I don't have time to play. I did travel abroad with my parents a few times during the winter and summer vacations."

"Then you have seen a lot. You must have seen a lot of different cultures or interesting things when you went abroad, right? If you don't mind, tell us about it so that I can broaden my horizons, okay?" Old Mrs. Fu chatted with the two of them politely.

"Interesting things?" Belleman racked her brains, but she couldn't think of any interesting cultural things about foreign countries. She couldn't tell the old lady that every time she went abroad, she would go out to eat, drink and have fun, and then keep buying clothes and bags!