When the drama comes

Fu Nanshang finally took Bai Xiaoxu with him, reluctantly.

After all, even though this little girl is annoyingly familiar, she is also someone who can eat with Chu Shangqing.

Bai Xiaoxu was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, the car was very expensive at first glance, and the driver was an uncle who could not be offended at first glance, but she only thought about what to say when she met Secretary Chu for a while.

After more than ten minutes, the car stopped, and Fu Nanshang got out of the car. She was in a hurry to follow, but was stopped.

"Sit down, I haven't reached the place yet." The driver uncle said to her.

Bai Xiaoxu looked up and looked outside, what he saw was a restaurant.

After a while, she saw Fu Nanshang returning to the car with a thermos bucket.

The uncle driver continued to drive, this time walking for more than half an hour.

As soon as the car stopped, Bai Xiaoxu opened the door immediately, but this time the uncle driver didn't stop him.

Fu Nanshang strode ahead, and she hurriedly followed, only to find that she followed in a very luxurious shopping mall.

"Mr. Fu, the styles that meet your requirements in the entire North China region and the styles that Ms. Chu usually likes have been dispatched to the store." A capable woman with a store manager badge on her chest greeted her.

"it is good."

Fu Nanshang glanced at the time and sat on the sofa.

Five or six saleswomen wearing various clothes began to walk around, and several other service staff pushed a mobile hanger full of complete sets of clothes.

Bai Xiaoxu didn't understand what these people were doing at all, so he sat down in a daze, thinking that the tea in this shop that blooms immediately after brewing is delicious.

Fu Nanshang looked at these luxury women's clothing expressionlessly, cherishing words like gold:

"Too tight."

"She doesn't like this purple."

"There's no difference between this and that."

"She has one like this."

Watching Fu Nanshang pick and choose for a full 5 minutes, Bai Xiaoxu suddenly realized that those female salesmen walking around in different clothes were living clothes hangers.

How can rich people do this? !

Fu Nanshang seemed to feel that everything was different from Chu Shangqing. When he saw a fluffy white sweater, he stopped suddenly.

Chu Shangqing was wearing a cashmere shawl that night, and the shawl fluttering behind her was very cute.

"I want this sweater and match it."

Then he took a fancy to a black shirt and plaid pants outfit.

"These two suits are wrapped according to the size, and all the men's clothing of the same series as these two suits." He waved his hand.

The store manager nodded and brushed the belt on his hand: "Okay, Mr. Fu! We will handle it according to the old rules,"

Watching the salesmen deliver the clothes to the car all the way, Bai Xiaoxu quietly followed behind.

Rich people are really annoying.

"I also bought clothes, can we go to Secretary Chu?"

Fu Nanshang, who sat back in the car, ignored her.

The uncle who was driving smiled, and said to the rearview mirror, "Boss, go see Secretary Chu, I'll pick up the rest and send it to the hospital."

Fu Nanshang touched the gauze around his neck and nodded: "Old Han, you have worked hard."

"What's so hard about it?" The uncle driver with a Tianjin accent cheerfully drove the car into the main road, "There have been cars following us just now, boss, you get off the car, if they still follow, I will take them to the ring road to play Go, play and follow in such a congested place like Beijing, it’s really not enough for them to congest.”

Fu Nanshang glanced at the insulated lunch box and said, "Don't bother with them."

They were all routines that his second uncle was used to, but they just wanted to get something out of him.

When he arrived at the hospital, he walked to the door of the ward with two big bags of clothes in his left hand and an insulated lunch box in his right.

"She has to eat and change clothes, you... go to eat first, and wait after eating."

Seeing the door of the ward opening and closing, Bai Xiaoxu froze for a moment.

"That's not right, Secretary Chu is a woman, even if it's just to change clothes, why did he go in with a man and lock me out?"

Entering the ward, Fu Nanshang frowned.

Chu Shangqing looked up at him and continued to make a phone call: "The quotation of building materials must be lowered by another three percentage points. Referring to the trend in the first quarter of this year, the offshore copper futures price of the London Exchange will fluctuate greatly in the next four months. There will be more than 5.00% of the space for activities, and it is our sincerity to only lower three points. In addition, regarding the previous all-steel frame structure project..."

Fu Nanshang gently opened the insulation box, set up the bed table, and put the hot porridge on it.

When Chu Shangqing ended the call, he smiled and said, "You eat your meal first, and then change your clothes."

"Okay." Chu Shangqing is not hungry. She has been on the drip all morning, and now she feels that there is nothing missing in her body, but the cold lotus root belt with porridge and the baked chicken with salted egg yolk are very good, and she unconsciously eats more. After a few bites, I also ate two steamed beef dumplings.

"I know that next year Fu's conference will have several key projects, and several suppliers are taking the opportunity to raise prices." While eating, Chu Shangqing looked at the documents he had accepted on his mobile phone.

Fu Nanshang took off his coat and was eating his roast goose rice, saying, "Or change to a few."

"It's not impossible." Chu Shangqing thought about the company's follow-up plan, "The company can even investigate and acquire several processing factories, especially cement factories and brick factories."

At this stage of development of Fushi, the acquisition of upstream production lines should not simply reduce the cost of a certain item, but stable large-scale and standardized production. Now the entire large market environment is relatively volatile, and what is needed is stable supply.

Time, duration, and quality are often the biggest costs for a construction company.

Fu Nanshang had a similar plan before, but it was a pity that Fu Xuechen was still powerful at that time, and there were some people who resolutely opposed whatever Fu Nanshang proposed.

Three years later, many things have changed.

Fu Nanshang nodded, and put the salted duck eggs in his roast goose rice in front of Chu Shangqing.

Chu Shangqing glanced at it, and sent it back with the other end of the chopsticks:

"I am full."

She glanced at her phone again: "Fei Teng invited you to their annual meeting."

"No." Fu Nanshang mixed the salted duck eggs into the rice and ate it, "Give it to Chen Zhanghan, he likes that kind of place."

"But Feiteng is not interested in Chen Zhanghan." Chu Shangqing said, "What they want is the cooperation of the TMW editor, or even the LK language."

TMW—theMilkyWay, many Chinese programmers prefer to call her Galaxy Editor, a text editor based on the LK language, which greatly simplifies the software design process and has a language AI module that can grow. People who have never learned English can use their mother tongue to design software processes.

Seven years ago, 21-year-old Fu Nanshang decided to drop out of school and start a business because of this product. In fact, he wanted to make financial software at the beginning, but unfortunately he couldn’t get investment in Silicon Valley, so he finally returned to China and started making games. Accumulate initial capital.

In the eyes of Silicon Valley elites, editors who are too foolish have collided with a terrible spark in the blue ocean of the domestic game industry, making the entire Chinese game industry a hot pot of "you can do it by typing". Not only Lehai Huyu It can rely on a hundred games to produce more than a dozen large-scale games a year. In the case of open source, the TMW editor has spawned countless small game startups and independent game producers.

The significance of this editor is not limited to games.

When the language AI is strong enough, she can even fill in the loopholes in her own Chinese compilation.

This is also the part that Feiteng is really interested in.

"I'm not interested in oligarchs." Fu Nanshang said.

Although his net worth is in the billions and he wears expensive suits, sometimes Fu Nanshang will subconsciously show a little bit of the characteristics of a man of science and technology.

For example, he believes that games should belong to the industry as well as to individuals, just like movies and music.

"Then let Chen Zhanghan go." Chu Shangqing had no objection, "Let him brag about his listing plan."

The two laughed at the same time.

Chu Shangqing's eyes flicked across the gauze without stopping.

After dinner, Fu Nanshang went out with the trash, and Chu Shangqing took out the clothes he brought.

The white sweater was made of some kind of fleece, soft and comfortable, but the temperature in the ward was very high, so Chu Shangqing still put on a new shirt.

Bai Xiaoxu came back from dinner, wandered around, poked around, but found no trace of Fu Nanshang, she immediately knocked on the door of the ward, and after receiving a "please come in", she finally saw Secretary Chu.

Fu Nanshang was alone, how did she forcefully experience Guan Yunchang riding solo for thousands of miles?

"Secretary Chu, thank you."

she says.

Chu Shangqing smiled: "You have thanked me many times. I said that this is what Fu's system should do."

"No!" Bai Xiaoxu's eyes were shining brightly. She tried hard to tell how good Chu Shangqing was, but was trapped by her poor language. Good man, you are the best!"

When she was harassed and threatened, Bai Xiaoxu still remembered the despair and helplessness at that time. The person who got her into the Fu family would not help her, nor would the "colleague" she had just met for a long time.

"When I was young, my grandmother told me a story. She said that a fairy died, the sky leaked, and there was a big flood. Someone needs to be a fairy. Finally, people came up with a way to let the bird lead people. Flying to the sky to be a fairy, people stood on the mountain, and the fields and houses were flooded. They chose the richest person, the most knowledgeable person, and the most powerful person, but the god bird took them three times. After all of them went up, none of them became gods. The richest person sprinkled a lot of money, but he didn't become a god. The most knowledgeable person was thinking about how to plug the hole, but he didn't become a god. A man has moved as many stones as a mountain to patch up the sky, but he still hasn’t become a god. The god bird continues to bring people to the sky, many, many people. Suddenly, a golden light shines down, and some people become gods, and the rain stops.”

Speaking of the stories his grandmother told him, Bai Xiaoxu's whole face was full of radiance, like a child showing off his treasure.

"That man, he just hung a rope from the sky to the world."

"My grandma said that even if it's just a rope, it's better than anything else to save the people at the moment."

"Secretary Chu, you are the one who let me hang down the rope."

Chu Shangqing never interrupted her.

At the door, a voice came from a person: "This is the very important thing you said? To tell a story to my sick secretary?"

Bai Xiaoxu turned her head and glared at Fu Nanshang, then at Chu Shangqing. She made up her mind and finally said:

"Secretary Chu, in a few days someone will say that there is an ancient tomb of a Ming Dynasty official next to Celadon Street, but it is actually a fake. The place M Group wants to develop is Celadon Street."

Chu Shangqing looked at Bai Xiaoxu.

This is what appeared in the "plot". Fu Xuechen asked someone to get a batch of Ming Dynasty antique fragments imitated by the Qing people, and fabricated a "Ming Dynasty Tomb" less than 50 meters away from Qingci Street. "Master" mistakenly thought that there would be no Celadon Street in the reconstruction plan of M Group.

"... I see, thank you."

She bowed her head and murmured thanks.

She knows the "plot" and how sincerely Bai Xiaoxu wants to "protect" the former residence that belongs to the memory of her grandmother and grandpa.

Although she does not agree with the value of this "protection".

But this girl chose to tell the truth, and even betrayed her original purpose.

Seeing Secretary Chu sincerely thank her, Bai Xiaoxu grinned, she wanted to laugh, but cried out.

"Woooooooo..." Bai Xiaoxu hugged Chu Shangqing, "Secretary Chu! I'm so hard!"

The girl's hair was very soft, Chu Shangqing stroked her head.

Fu Nanshang, who was standing at the door, watched eagerly. Suddenly, he covered the position of his gauze.

The gauze on his body was not limited to his neck. He unbuttoned two buttons, and the white gauze stretched from his chest all the way to the net.

"Chu Shangqing, my wound hurts so much!"

Chu Shangqing: ...

She remembered that she only took three bites!

Why is he posting so unsightly? !

"Have you... treated the wound?"

"I bought medicine!" Fu Nanshang seemed to have a tail wagging behind him as he shook the plastic bag containing the medicine in his hand.

There was only a bottle of anti-inflammatory ointment in the plastic bag.

Chu Shangqing wanted to sigh.

"You sit down."

Fu Nanshang sat down happily. Although the skin wasn't broken and there wasn't any blood, he went to the doctor and finally had to go to the pharmacy to buy some ointment, but he was in pain, really hurt.

Chu Shangqing was still holding Bai Xiaoxu, and pressed the call button with one free hand.

"Hello, I want to make an appointment for rabies vaccine. What is the process?"

Fu Nanshang: ...