Transmigrated as the Villain’s Cat

Fu Xiao raised his eyebrows and looked at Xiaoyu who was pushed back.

don't eat?

But the small sugar cake's eyes were clearly stuck on the small dried fish and couldn't bear to put it down.

Fu Xiao asked again: "Really don't eat?"

Little Sugar Cake tried his best to take his eyes back from the dried fish, crying in his heart, and meowing with dignity on the surface.

Say no to eat.

Fu Xiao looked at Xiao Tang Cake's heavy belly, and after thinking about it, he took back the dried fish.

These days, although he is controlling the diet of the small sugar cake, it must be lawless in the crew. These days, not only has the weight not dropped, but there is a straight upward trend, and the face is getting rounder and rounder.

It is fine not to eat.

The crew is resting these days, and it is best for the little sugar cake to control the weight.

So Xiao Tang Kuo proudly watched Fu Xiao take away the dried fish, and silently gave himself a compliment in his heart.

Alas, fortunately he held on.

Fu Xiao has so many dramas!

a few days later.

Little Sugar Cake sadly suffered from his cat's first illness.

Early in the morning, the sick little sugar cake was lying on the table, and even a large pot of cat food could not make him have any interest.

He has already taken medicine.

Dr. Wu has also seen it, it is a common minor illness, there is no major problem after taking the medicine, just take a good rest.

Fu Xiao reached out and touched the cat.

The cat's blue eyes were a little foggy because of the water vapor, and it stretched out its front paws, holding Fu Xiao's hand in a daze and refusing to let go.

Fu Xiao's other hand gently touched its head.

The little sugar cake meowed a little, listless, but refused to let him go, sticking to him like a small piece of glutinous rice.

This made him feel at ease.

Without much thought, Fu Xiao took the small sugar cake to the company.

In the company, Secretary Zhang was already waiting there.

The little sugar cake that used to be obedient to find a corner to play in the office, half-closed eyes and rested listlessly in Fu Xiao's arms, the fluffy and shiny hair was dimmed.

Secretary Zhang asked, "What's the matter?"

Fu Xiao was resting on the small candy cake with one hand, and flipped through the documents with the other, and said with a hint of annoyance in his voice, "I'm sick."

"Why are you sick?" Secretary Zhang looked at the sugar cake worriedly.

Fu Xiao sighed and said, "It's so naughty. A few days ago, I went to Huayuantou to catch fish secretly, fell into the lake, and didn't dare to go home. I secretly stayed halfway until the hair was half dry before going home."

Little Sugar Cake stumbled upon Fu Xiao's words, and hurriedly retorted.

He's not too naughty to go catching fish.

The voice was not as lively as it used to be, it was low and deep, which made Fu Xiao even more uncomfortable.

Secretary Zhang nodded knowingly. He took out a photo and handed it to Fu Xiao: "You can take a look at this."

In the photo, a middle-aged woman with a good temperament is standing with a man in his thirties, not knowing what they are talking about.

That woman was Song Mingwei.

Secretary Zhang looked at Fu Xiao worriedly.

That man was the cousin of the Song family, and it was obvious that there was nothing good for him to mix with Song Mingwei at this time.

Fu Xiao's stern profile face was expressionless, and he put the photo aside.

There was no turbulence in his heart, not even sadness or joy.

He knew Song Mingwei too well, and never had any expectations for her. Song Mingwei's movements had always been monitored by Secretary Zhang. Unless something was different, Secretary Zhang who knew him would not bother him.

So Fu Xiao asked, "What's wrong?"

Secretary Zhang said: "I found it very strange that Zhang Youde suddenly found me before. I basically didn't have any contact with the past in these years, but he was able to find me. I followed the line of Zhang Youde and found it. this person."

Secretary Zhang took out another secret candid photo.

Father Zhang took a large sum of money from a man with a hat.

"Someone brought him on purpose?" Fu Xiao frowned.

Secretary Zhang said with a wry smile, "That's right." But what surprised him was far more than that.

He continued to search along this line, and found an even more surprising fact. He took out the last photo, and the Song cousin was also talking to a man with a hood.

That person was the one who found Zhang Youde.

If it is a coincidence, no one will believe it.

There is only one explanation, someone secretly set up a game for them, and they are especially unaware of it in the game.

This is his dereliction of duty.

If it wasn't for Yi Ning's inexplicable appearance and inexplicable disappearance, he would not have been very vigilant about anything that happened around him during this time, and he would never have thought of checking Zhang Youde.

There are no coincidences in the world, some are just deliberate.

Just, who was it?

What is the purpose?

Fu Xiao rubbed his forehead and said, "Check it out." He saw Secretary Zhang's self-blame, and said with relief: "There is only one thousand days of thieves, how can one thousand days of defense, we have now found that they have taken the lead. Besides, in these years, have we seen very few people with ulterior motives?"

Secretary Zhang didn't feel much better because of Fu Xiao's relief. He lowered his head and nodded thoughtfully: "In the company?"

Fu Xiao understood what he meant and said, "Don't make any noise and investigate secretly."

Both he and Secretary Zhang suspected that someone in the company was playing tricks.

After Secretary Zhang left, Fu Xiao picked up the photo of Song Mingwei on the desktop, looked at it for a moment, then brought up a sarcastic smile, and threw the photo into the trash can.

in the office.

Mr. Fu, who has always been unsmiling, sat in the middle of the desk.

In his arms was a sleeping white cat.

Pages of PPTs are quickly turned over in the huge projection screen.

Sitting in the middle of the desk, Fu Xiao frowned at the project manager's report.

The trembling project manager was afraid of saying the wrong word, but despite this, he still made mistakes.

Hearing Fu Xiao's eyebrows wrinkle deeper and deeper.

Other winking people in the office were walking on thin ice, looking at the project manager, all gritted their teeth.

Is this project manager under the second young master?

Is this person looking for death? It came without any preparation.

Didn't you see that President Fu's face was getting worse and worse?

He doesn't want to pull himself up if he wants to die, they don't want to be implicated.

When the project manager said another number wrong, Fu Xiao finally couldn't help slamming the document in his hand onto the table.

The others couldn't help sitting upright at the same time, thinking in their hearts—

Done!

The project manager You didn't know it, he breathed a sigh of relief and prepared to leave.

Fu Xiao said coldly, "Stop, who said you could go. How could you be so embarrassed to leave like this?"

The man came back crying again.

Everyone saw that President Fu seemed to have a particularly bad temper today, and asked a series of tricky and harsh questions.

The project manager asked three questions.

Fu Xiao directly and coldly joined his people and threw it out together with his nonsense documents.

Not yet reported that other people looked at each other——

In the eyes, they are finished today.

It wasn't like this before.

Today's President Fu is extra strict.

What life's bad luck did they go through?

A person behind the project manager stood up looking like he was about to cry.

At this moment, Mr. Fu was lying on his thigh with a ball of white hair, as if he was disturbed and moved. A white long-haired cat raised its head in confusion and stood up, looking up at Fu Xiao. , cute meowing.

When everyone saw that he was on the verge of an outbreak, President Fu was appeased at once.

They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiao hurriedly looked at the small sugar cake.

I found that it was much more energetic than before, and my heart was a little relieved.

The little sugar cake has been sleeping with his hand on his back, as long as he let go, even in his sleep, the little guy kept humming and chirping. He couldn't bear it, and this meeting was not the right occasion. Tao's office was just reporting for work, so he didn't hold the sugar cake away.

The white long-haired cat stretched out its head and opened its eyes to look around in confusion. It jumped from Fu Xiao's lap to the table lightly. Its blue eyes looked at everyone curiously, and meowed at Fu Xiao in confusion.

Obviously much better.

Fu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, the big stone in his heart was finally put down.

The person behind also finished reporting, seeing that President Fu did not speak.

In the past, the report was immediately followed by the next one, but just now, when Mr. Fu was about to leave after the last person finished speaking, he was stopped and asked a bunch of tricky questions.

So he didn't know whether he should go now or not.

He looked at death and asked, "Mr. Fu, can I leave?"

Mr. Fu looked at the document. In his arms, he noticed that the little sugar cake in a meeting was leaning on Fu Xiao's arms obediently. Four paws hugged his hand, and his fluffy tail wrapped around the hand, like eight claws. Average fish.

Obviously, the white cat's reliance on the action made Fu Xiao feel a lot better, and his whole person was much softer to the naked eye.

The kitten looked up at Fu Xiao's profile seriously, and the man's dark eyes focused on the document with a special temperament.

Fu Xiao is so handsome now.

The little sugar cake couldn't help but think.

Fu Xiao put down the document, looked at the person who reported it and said strangely: "If you don't leave, it's possible that you want to do it again."

There is nothing wrong with this man's report.

A person who is usually quite clever, why does he seem a little dull now.

That person:  …

The previous person who just finished reporting and was about to leave, didn't he get scolded by you.

The man who didn't expect to pass the test so easily was obviously relieved, his eyes flashed with joy, he looked gratefully at the cat in Fu Xiao's arms, and then quickly ran down from the main podium as if his tail was on fire.

Being let go like this, everyone looked at the man enviously, and couldn't help but look at the white cat in Fu Xiao's arms.

None of them were blind, and they could clearly feel that after the cat woke up, Mr. Fu was in a much better mood.

Most of them are young people promoted by President Fu alone. They are not very old and usually gossip.

Looking at the cat in President Fu's arms, he instantly thought of the legend circulating in the company.

Is this the legendary Mr. Fu's cat?

As it was rumored, it was—

It is the cat of heaven's choice that Mr. Fu loves all the time.

They looked at the little candy cake with bright eyes, wishing the little cat would be more powerful and make Mr. Fu happier.

When the meeting was over, everyone who got what they wanted left.

Fu Xiao walked out holding the small sugar cake.

Outside the door, Fu Wei was leaning against the wall, looking at Fu Xiao with an indistinct expression.

Xiao Tang Cake looked at Fu Wei and his eyes lit up immediately, and there was still the listlessness from before.

Desperately trying to pounce on Fu Wei.

Fu Xiao hugged the little sugar cake, held down his paws, and held him firmly in his arms and said to Fu Wei, "Is something wrong?"

Fu Wei saw Fu Xiao, stood up, and said to Fu Xiao, "Brother, I just want to say goodbye to you." He looked at Fu Xiao and said to himself, "I'm sorry for you, if you don't want to look at me. At the company, I'm leaving today. But—"

Fu Xiao interrupted: "Leave? Who said I told you to leave?"