After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

It's just a marriage, so there's no need to make it public?

I bah!

If this sentence is said by others to be credible, but the person who said it is Fu Mingcheng, then it is pure nonsense.

A certain person walks through the market with a ring every day, and flashes the ring in a fancy way when he meets everyone, wishing to engrave "I and Xie Ling are married" on his face, so he has the nerve to say that he is not ostentatious? ?

Zhang He felt that his supercilious eyes were about to fly to the sky and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun.

The middle-aged man Xu Zhitao obviously didn't appreciate Fu Mingcheng's show off, he sighed a little and said with a sigh: "That's right, just live your life well."

As a manufacturer of mid-to-low-end chips, Hexin's method of making profits is a bit like a small commodity wholesaler—small profits but quick turnover, and profits based on volume.

As long as there is enough product output, it is difficult to turmoil.But Hexin, which has been running smoothly, suddenly fell to the point of bankruptcy and liquidation and was about to be acquired.

In fact, something happened to his family.

His son was tricked into gambling. At first, he owed hundreds of thousands and dared not tell his family, so he used the lucky money from these years to make up for the hole.Reason made him stop here, but impulsiveness made him throw himself into gambling again. Every gambler feels that he can turn over by gambling, but if gambling can be won back so easily, it is not called gambling.

It is obvious that nine out of ten bets lose, but the more you lose, the more you want to win, so you get deeper and deeper, and the debt you owe is like a snowball.

When Xu Zhitao's son came to his senses, he found that he had owed sky-high gambling debts. Such a huge sum of money frightened him, so he told Xu Zhitao.

Xu Zhitao almost broke his son's leg at that time, but after the beating, life is still going on.

The son owes the debt, and the father pays back the money.

It is said that children are the debt of parents, this time Xu Zhitao believed it.

He Xin was Xu Zhitao's life's painstaking effort, he didn't want to move it, but he had to.

Assistant Zhang handed the contract to Xu Zhitao: "Mr. Xu, do you have any questions?"

"Hey, okay, let me see, let me see." Xu Zhitao took the contract, and he took out his glasses from his pocket to read the contract with the lawyer.

Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. Xu Zhitao's embarrassment is not a secret in the industry. Many investment companies want to buy the shares of Hexin. Hexin is not a listed company, but a large-scale private enterprise. Xu Zhitao has absolute control over Hexin. ownership, but this also made He Xin's equity less valuable.

The investment company gave a lot of money, so much that Xu Zhitao could make a comeback by repaying his son's gambling debts, but these companies were not engaged in the chip industry at all, and Xu Zhitao was afraid that his heart would be ruined just like that.

More than 5000 employees in his company live by Hexin. If he has no conscience, what will these employees do?

He did not expect Ling Yun to be willing to buy He Xin.

Since the cooperation between Hexin and Lingyun, 80.00% of Hexin's chips are supplied to Lingyun, but with Lingyun's capital, the next partner can be found at any time.

Xu Zhitao mainly looked at the treatment of He Xin in the contract. The ideal plan in his mind was that Ling Yun would treat He Xin as a reserve factory.But when he saw the last page, he was stunned.

Xu Zhitao's voice was trembling, and his tone was panicked: "Boss Fu, is the contract..." Wrong?

"There is no typo, Lingyun will buy out Hexin's 80.00% equity at [-]% of the market price." Assistant Zhang said.

Xu Zhitao: "The rest..."

Assistant Zhang smiled: "You are Lingyun's important partner."

...In other words, he can still stay in Hexin?

Xu Zhitao could hardly believe his ears.

Assistant Zhang: "If there is no problem, sign it. The boss also wants to go back to accompany the young master."

Xu Zhitao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and quickly picked up a pen: "Okay, okay."

After Xu Zhitao signed, the lawyers on both sides began to hand over and further confirm the follow-up of the contract. It may be that the burden in their hearts has been completely relieved, and Xu Zhitao's state is obviously relaxed.

Xu Zhitao: "Yes, now that I have more time to spend with my family, there are not many places in Haicheng where I can have fun, and there is a hot spring villa in the north that is quite well-known. I just have two tickets. If you have It’s not bad to go there to have fun.”

Mr. Fu has always been wearing the ring, and Assistant Zhang mentioned "Master" several times in words, Mr. Fu did not refute. Xu Zhitao estimated that Mr. Fu should have the kind of true love for this young master, so let the two go out You can't go wrong with playing.

The handover between the two companies will take about a week, and Fu Mingcheng feels that this time is too long. He even wants to leave the assistant here alone, and then he will take Ling Ling to cultivate their relationship.

But after hearing the word hot spring, Mr. Fu changed his mind.

Go to the hot spring with Lingling...

Fu Mingcheng was slightly lost in thought, his eyes fell on the air, and his expression was very serious.

Zhang He watched the boss's mind wandering, and took the initiative to take over the job of talking to Mr. Xu, "That's just right, I wanted to book the ticket for the hot spring for the boss before I came, but they told me to wait in line, and now the reservation can only be made in March next year of."

"Ah, yes, this hot spring has always been very popular, and the decoration has a unique feeling."

When Fu Mingcheng came to his senses, Zhang He had already chatted with Xu Zhitao in full swing, from work to family, from family to the past, as if they were about to become friends who forgot the years.

Zhang He: "I heard that you and your wife are college classmates?"

Xu Zhitao: "Yes, at that time she was the beauty of the school, and she had a lot of suitors. I was just a poor boy, and I couldn't do anything except study better, but I was brave enough to confess directly and act decisively! Besides, we have many common hobbies, The three views are the same, so they have a common language. After getting along for a long time, she saw my goodness, and then agreed..."

"Yes, it's very comfortable to get along with people with common hobbies." Seeing that the boss came back to his senses, Zhang He was about to end the topic as soon as possible, he pushed down his glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked, "Then what do you usually do with your wife at home. "

"I used to watch TV dramas about stock trends, but recently..." Xu Zhitao thought for a while, and then said firmly, "Beat the child."

I don't know how he and his wife gave birth to such an unsatisfactory thing.

Young Master Xie decided to go to bed, and it was difficult to fall asleep when he was in a strange environment. He didn't fall asleep until three o'clock in the morning yesterday, so that it was almost noon when he woke up today.

Xie Ling woke up and didn't want to get up. He tossed and turned twice on the bed, and finally sat up with willpower. He called the front desk and ordered a lunch, which was just delivered to the room after washing up.

It was Xie Ling's bodyguard who delivered the food. The black-clothed bodyguard put the food on the table and said, "Master, Assistant Ming just called to ask you to log in to your private mailbox."

"What's wrong?" Xie Ling asked.

Bodyguard: "Assistant Ming said that you will understand after reading it."

Is it clear after reading it?

Xie Ling turned on the phone and logged into his mailbox. In the usually empty mailbox, a dozen emails with the same title suddenly appeared, most of which were unread, and two marked as read.

Assistant Ming probably took it apart to look at it.

Xie Ling opened an email, at first his expression was a little careless, but the more he looked at it, the more he frowned.

He cut out from the mailbox, clicked on WeChat, and found Wen Ziran's dialog box

【Xie Ling: You posted it? 】

Wen Ziran replied in seconds: [? ? ? ?What are you doing? ? 】

Not Wen Ziran.

That's weird.

He switched back to the email page and clicked through the emails from beginning to end.

These emails actually said the same thing - evidence that He Xun found someone to follow and monitor him.

Some time ago, Wen Ziran used "following" to match up with He Xuan, and he thought that these emails were sent by Wen Ziran.

Overestimate him.

The sender of each email in the inbox is different, but when you open it in chronological order, you can find that these emails are all continuous, some are only a short paragraph, some are some pictures, and the last email is a summary of the entire Summary of events.

From the explanation of the timeline to the final result, the organization is clear and the evidence is conclusive.

but……

How did the sender know his email address?

Xie Ling thought for a while to no avail, he downloaded all the information in the mailbox, and then directly forwarded it to his father.

Xie Ling felt a little baffled at first. After all, he didn't use this email address anymore. If Assistant Ming hadn't sent him a WeChat message to tell him what the account password was, he might not have been able to log in successfully.

Besides, regarding the matter of He Xuan, the follow-up matter was brought up by Wen Ziran. He didn't know about it at all, and he didn't even think about investigating it, so there was no one who watched him, knew that he wanted to investigate this, and sent it to him secretly.

It is estimated that someone discovered it by coincidence, and then did not want to reveal his identity, so he should be alerted in this way, or someone had a grudge against He Xun and wanted him to help him rectify He Xun.

The bodyguard looked serious: "Is there something we need to investigate..."

Assistant Ming is secretive, it must be a big deal!

"Ah, no need." Xie Ling said casually, "It's fine."

His broken mailbox has been useless for seven or eight years, and the people who can send messages here don't seem to have a high IQ.

Xie Ling clicked on the picture of the summary picture, inexplicably felt that the person who sent him the message was kind of funny.

The summary text on this picture seems to be doing a proof problem. First, it lists the known information, then proceeds with the proof process of the known information, and finally draws a conclusion——He Xun is a bad person, so don't get too close to him.

When Fu Mingcheng came back, Xie Ling was lying on the sofa holding a tablet and watching a movie.

He seemed to have taken a shower, wearing a large bathrobe, with one long leg resting on the ground, revealing a beautiful leg line and slender ankle.

Fu Mingcheng walked lightly, for fear that he would disturb Xie Ling, but he is a living person after all, no matter how lightly he is, there will still be movement.

Xie Ling tilted his head, with a lazy posture: "You're back, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet." Fu Mingcheng glanced at Xie Ling's feet from the corner of his eye, and subconsciously slid his Adam's apple up and down.

Xie Ling's feet are clean and neat, like the perfect product made by God; his skin is white, but the toes are slightly pink, perhaps because he sensed Fu Mingcheng's gaze, his toes moved uncontrollably, which is very cute.

"What to eat?" Xie Ling sat up straight, turned off the tablet, and looked at Mr. Fu expectantly.

Canary cooking is delicious!

Fu Mingcheng had some doubts in his eyes, didn't Lingling already read the email?Why doesn't it seem to be different?

...Could it be that Ling Ling likes He Xun so much that even seeing evidence of He Xun's evil deeds can't make Ling Ling feel bad for He Xun?

"What's hiding behind you?" Xie Ling asked suddenly.

"I..." Huishen Fu Mingcheng reluctantly took out the bouquet hidden behind his back, his tone a bit annoyed, "I want to give you a surprise..."

"For me?" Xie Ling subconsciously took the flowers.

The gorgeous rose was embraced by the young man. The young man touched the water drops on the petals with his fingers. He raised his eyes to look at Fu Mingcheng. The amber eyes seemed to be dyed a little red by the rose, as if they were alluring. A demon into the abyss.

"Don't like him anymore." Fu Mingcheng bent down as if bewitched, he gently touched Xie Ling's cheek, his dark eyes were full of restrained desire.

look at me.