The domineering president meets her

President Fu's office.

"Did it end perfectly?" Fu Shi sat on the sofa in the lounge area, with his long legs resting on the coffee table, looking at the newspaper in his hand, and asked casually.

Leng Yuan followed his arrangement yesterday and went to Mr. Earl's beauty salon, which he often visited, to have a good makeover.

Then she put on the clothes and accessories that had been customized for her, took a heavy object wrapped in black velvet, and drove Mr. Fu's luxury car to her destination.

When we got there, we negotiated with the antique city manager and found out that the jewels were priceless!

I remembered that I had casually thrown it on the back seat of the car on the way there yesterday.

If I get robbed on the road, wouldn't I be unable to pay back the debt even if I work hard for my entire life?

Even the grandchildren, great-grandchildren, great-great-grandchildren, and great-great-grandchildren will have to work hard for this debt.

It’s scary to think about it. Mr. Fu wouldn’t cheat people like this.

"Ok?"

"Yes, Mr. Fu." As the doubtful voice sounded, Leng Yuan quickly put away his thoughts.

"You are a good kid, your fighting ability is off the charts,

I thought you wouldn't last two minutes and would be exposed!" After saying that, he moved slightly and leaned lazily on the back of the chair.

"What are you talking about? Don't you see who my boss is?" As he spoke, Leng Yuan put his hands on his hips and raised his chin proudly.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he stepped forward mysteriously and said, "By the way, Mr. Fu, what is the purpose of doing this?"

"Don't worry about it." Fu Shi said in a low voice, looking at Leng Yuan with picturesque eyes, but the smile at the corner of his mouth expressed his mood at the moment.

"Huh?" Leng Yuan was about to ask why, but when he met Fu Shi's slightly narrowed eyes, which revealed a look without any emotion, he was immediately startled.

You can't look directly into Mr. Fu's eyes. It's as if there is a magical power that sucks you in. You still want to ask him questions, but you're lucky enough that you don't get tricked in return.

"Shall I report to you what happened last night?"

"No need. Has the news over there been released?" Fu Shi's eyes were unfathomable, and the cold light in his eyes deepened a bit.

"The bait has been arranged and someone has been assigned to keep an eye on it. Don't worry, we will just wait for the person to fall into the trap and then immediately close the net." Leng Yuan continued to report.

“Also, Manager Yang is discussing the contract with Ms. Su, and he will make further arrangements later.

In addition, Manager Yang is also following up on our various tasks closely, so there shouldn’t be any problems in the future.”

"And everything he promised us to do is going on in an orderly manner. I'm keeping an eye on it. Don't worry, there won't be any problems."

"It does not matter."

Leng Yuan was stunned by the voice without any emotion, and then asked, "What do you mean?"

Mr. Fu had previously asked him to arrange for someone to keep a close eye on Mr. Wen, especially on the cooperative projects with Wen's Group. He thought that Mr. Fu was afraid that Wen's company's economic operations would have problems, which would affect his own foreign trade projects and thus implicate Fu's Group.

But what Mr. Fu just said didn’t seem to be about this.

Fu Shi opened his lips and said, "We need to keep a close eye on every transaction, every transaction record, and all the processes. We need to focus on both the results and the process. The rest is not important."

After hearing these words, Leng Yuan had an idea and said it very quickly.

"Are you worried that something might happen to the Wen family? Then we should take precautions in advance so that it won't affect us."

Mr. Fu never does anything or says anything for no reason. There must be a reason why he said this now.

And the reason is exactly what I guessed just now; Mr. Fu’s sensitivity is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

A hint of darkness arose in the depths of Fu Shi's eyes. This darkness emerged in his dark eyes, then sank, leaving no trace.

"Pay attention to the Wen contract that Miss Su is in charge of, as well as Mr. Wen's whereabouts."

Instead of answering Leng Yuan, he gave an order. Leng Yuan paused for a moment, then said, "Okay, I understand."

If Mr. Fu said this during his daily work arrangements, I would definitely think that Mr. Fu cared about cooperation or cherished talents.

But judging from recent events, after confirming Mr. Fu's feelings for Miss Su, Leng Yuan understood what Mr. Fu said now.

It turns out that Mr. Fu was afraid that Miss Su would be involved in this business dispute.

"Try not to make any mistakes on her part, and arrange to extend an olive branch as soon as possible. If you notice anything unusual, tell me."

"Ok."

"Well, you've worked hard. You're off for the next two days. Go back and have a good rest."

"It's not hard. I can work overtime for 100 days in a row without any problem."

"Oh? Then arrange the front desk?" Fu Shi glanced at him and said lightly.

"Well, Mr. Fu, I just remembered that I seem to have left my phone outside. I'll be out first."

Of the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best strategy! If he keeps dawdling like this, he will definitely be fooled again. As Leng Yuan thought about it, he felt like he had greased his feet and was about to run away.

"and many more."

"Huh? Mr. Fu, do you have any other instructions?" Leng Yuan looked at him as if he were a thief, afraid that he would suddenly change his mind.

Serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. This boss’s mood is really hard to guess!

"I haven't exercised for a long time. I've canceled my afternoon schedule and asked Mr. Wen to meet me at Golden Bay Golf Club."

After Fu Shi finished speaking, he took out his phone and looked at the sweet sleeping face in the photo album.

"Okay, do you still need to prepare for dinner with him tonight?"

Fu Shi didn't say anything. He sat in his office chair, looking at his phone without any emotion.

"No, I don't think he will have an appetite for dinner."

"..."

Leng Yuan's forehead was covered with sweat after hearing this. Mr. Fu is about to unsheathe his magic sword and take action himself!

Leng Yuan looked at Mr. Fu, who was much more outstanding than his peers. After so many years in the business world, he exuded a proud, calm, and unhurried temperament.

He was wearing a white shirt with dark gold and blue pinstripe stripes, and his tall figure, perfect long legs, and tightly pursed lips made him look very abstinent and charming.

Such an outstanding man, coupled with a superior bone structure, really makes men scream wildly when they see him; he is also the man that all the socialites in the imperial capital fantasize about, and this face alone is enough for them to lick the screen.

But he knew that beneath this handsome appearance, there lived a devil in his bones, like a ghost crawling out of hell, lurking at any time, never missing any opportunity to subdue his opponent, and taking advantage of the opponent's unpreparedness to torment him into a panic, and then tearing him to pieces when he was caught off guard.

"Any suggestions?"

"Hehe, no, no, I'll arrange it right away." Feeling that something good was going to happen, Leng Yuan smiled like a lackey.

"Okay, after the appointment, you will have two days off. You don't have to rush to work."

"Okay, I'll go right away." Leng Yuan smiled happily and jumped out of the office.

Fu Shi turned his chair and faced the huge French window. He looked ahead for a long time and made a phone call: "Prepare the car."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Shi stood up and left the office.