He hung up the phone directly after speaking.
Qin Cheng cautiously observed Fu Si, just about to speak.
Fu Si casually twirled the phone in his hand, looked up at him with eyes that usually sparkled with charm but now held a terrifying sharpness.
It made Qin Cheng’s body stiffen, his sweat pour, until he finally spoke lightly, "There won’t be a next time. Three months’ salary as a penalty."
Qin Cheng replied, "Yes!"
He knew well, being Mr. Fu’s bodyguard and yet secretly sending messages to Old Sir Fu behind Mr. Fu’s back, was a serious taboo.
If it weren’t for his excellent past performance, he probably wouldn’t qualify to stay by Mr. Fu’s side any longer.
Thinking of this, Qin Cheng felt a bit aggrieved, fearful at Mr. Fu’s expression!
Plus, what Mr. Fu had just said was quite frightening...
Qin Cheng pursed his lips, thinking of how Miss Chi usually treated him fairly well, he mustered up the courage to ask, "Mr. Fu, what are you planning to do to Miss Chi?"
"What am I going to do?" Fu Si propped his chin with one hand, his eyes fixed on the girl downstairs, slightly arching his eyebrow at the question, "Of course I will pursue her openly and honestly."
Previously, he had been afraid of scaring her by revealing his identity, so since ing to Capital City, he had restrained himself.
Now that he knew the truth, he didn’t need to hold back anymore.
A worried Qin Cheng: ?
He said in shock, "But what you just told Old Sir Fu..."
Fu Si glanced at him nonchalantly, "That old man dug a pit for me, did he really expect to relax fortably at home?"
Qin Cheng: ...
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Fu Mansion.
Old Sir Fu hung up the phone and slowly picked up the tea from the table, taking a light sip.
While Old Sir was on the phone, the butler was bending down to make tea, close enough to overhear Fu Si’s words, and seeing Old Sir’s reaction, he couldn’t help but ask, "Old Sir, aren’t you going to do something?"
Old Sir Fu, smilingly waved his hand, "The little rascal wants to chase a girl, what can an old man like me do?"
The butler paused, even more puzzled, "But didn’t Mr. Fu say he was going to do something excessive?"
Old Sir Fu, in an extremely good mood, put down his teacup, stood up, and without answering, simply said, "Prepare the car, I need to visit Old Shen for a chat."
Fu Si was cultivated by Old Sir Fu personally; no one knew better than Old Sir what each tone of his grandson meant.
Butler: ...
He watched Old Sir Fu’s leisurely departing figure and silently muttered in his mind: What chat – it is clearly to boast to Old Sir Shen!
Grandfather and grandson really are cast in the same mold!
-
When the international seminar successfully concluded.
Fu Si’s friends saw a very strange scene on social media —
Mr. Fu, who had absolutely no interest in medicine and even referred to Huaxia’s treasure, Professor Chi, as "dull and boring," suddenly posted several contents about the medical conference!
And he praised medical researchers in various ways!
Though Mr. Fu had acted strangely since moving to Nancheng, only posting various positive and beneficial content on social media, which made everyone want to mute him,
But now, what he shared wasn’t just abnormal, it was pletely twisting his persona!
Instantly, people started leaving concerned ments—
[Mr. Fu, has your account been hacked?]
[I silently light a candle for the idiot who hacked it... wishing a death wish, daring to hack Mr. Fu’s account...]
[Why does it look like Old Sir Fu is the one operating Mr. Fu’s WeChat?]
It was all in jest, no one truly believed Fu Si’s account was hacked.
With a top-notch wealthy family like the Fu Family, the phones used by all members were specially customized and their security levels were impenetrable even to world-class hackers.
Fu Si ignored the teasing from everyone, watched Chi Gui leave, put away his phone, and went downstairs.
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