12dz Chapter 150 The conspiracy begins!
Chapter 150 The conspiracy begins!
After the meeting, everyone was still there. Fu Nanchen looked at Jian Xiaoan and said in front of everyone, "Assistant Jian, don't let personal matters affect your work."
The air in the conference room suddenly turned cold. Everyone looked at each other, not daring to say anything.
Fu Nanchen's eyes were cold, and he looked at Fu Qiang from the purchasing department. "The meeting is adjourned. Manager Fu, please stay."
After everyone left, Jian Xiaoan closed the door of the conference room and returned to the office.
I could still hear my colleagues talking behind me.
She knew that the data was provided by Rona, and it was her fault that she didn't find the problem.
.......
Fu Nanchen, who stayed in the meeting room, pulled out a stack of data from a folder. It was all the amount of money and evidence of Fu Qiang's corruption. "Here are some data. See if there is any explanation."
Fu Qiang originally thought that being kept was a good thing, but he didn't expect that after he finished reading the information, beads of sweat flowed down his forehead, and the thin sweat on the palms of his hands almost soaked the paper.
My father clearly said that this matter was over, so why was it brought up again by Fu Nanchen today?
"Mr. Fu, isn't this already over?" He mustered up the courage to look at Fu Nanchen, his tone revealing uneasiness.
He knew Fu Nanchen's position and methods in the group.
"Are you leaving by yourself, or something else?" Fu Nanchen's face was gloomy and his eyes were as cold as ice. After he finished speaking, he left the meeting room without waiting for his reply.
Fu Qiang sat in his seat, his shirt soaked with cold sweat. Fu Nanchen was not as easy to talk to as Fu Cangming. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, took out his cell phone and made a call.
Jian Xiaoan is currently busy processing the meeting content. He has to submit it in person after lunch today, and he doesn't even have time to eat lunch.
She didn't know why Fu Nanchen was so strict today, but she knew it was because of her.
It didn't end until around three in the afternoon. When she walked into Fu Nanchen's office, she happened to see him on the phone. A few minutes later, Fu Nanchen hung up the phone.
"You haven't had lunch yet?" He crossed his fingers on the table.
"Well, I'm not too hungry." Jian Xiaoan placed the folder in front of him. "This is the content of the morning meeting."
She stood in front of him, placed her hands in front of her respectfully, and was about to apologize for her mistake in the morning.
Fu Nanchen waved at her, "Come here and eat."
"It's okay. It's not a good time to work." Jian Xiaoan said, "Let's eat when we get home in the evening."
"Come here." Fu Nanchen looked at her and casually opened the thermal box on the table.
Jian Xiaoan walked over, and he pulled her to sit on his lap, "Are you angry?"
"No, it was my mistake at work. Why would I be angry?" Jian Xiaoan's stomach growled as soon as she finished speaking.
Why did he call at this time?
"You still say you're not hungry." Fu Nanchen put his arm around her waist and handed her the chopsticks.
Jian Xiaoan tried to stand up with the lunch box, but he stopped her. "The stool is hard to sit on?" He shook his legs up and down. "Will it burn your butt?"
Don’t we often eat like this at home?
He knew that a lot of things had happened recently and Jian Xiaoan had not been in a very good condition.
Especially last night, when she knew that he was deeply in love with a woman who looked very much like her, and her eyes were full of thoughts.
No matter how hard Jian Xiaoan tried to hide her inner emotions, he would always see through them.
Fu Nanchen rested one hand on the table and looked at Jian Xiaoan. She was always very quiet when eating, like a daughter of a wealthy family, or a girl from a scholarly family.
He often thought of the first time she accompanied him home and how cautious she was at the dinner table.
The silence made him feel distressed.
The office was quiet, with only the sound of her chewing left. When she was at work, she always put her long hair behind her ears, wore a pair of simple diamond earrings on her earlobes, and had almost no makeup on her fair face.
Fu Nanchen just looked at her. Her waist was so thin that it could almost be completely held by one big hand. In his mind, there emerged the scene of him holding her slender waist, feeling excited and passionate every night.
Fu Nanchen's Adam's apple couldn't help but roll.
Jian Xiaoan felt his burning gaze, raised her eyelids and asked him, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"
Her voice was so soft that even her reproaches sounded like honey.
Fu Nanchen curled his lips slightly, "Look at you...delicious."
good to eat.
Is the food delicious? Or is the person delicious?
Jian Xiaoan knew that there was something behind his words. Last night he tore her clothes off like a madman, and in the morning he had sex with her hard on the pink sofa.
While doing so, he asked her to swear not to leave him.
She also said that he was the only one in her world!
Jian Xiaoan's face turned red, and she felt like her bones were about to be broken by him.
At this time, Chen Sen knocked on the door outside. Jian Xiaoan stood up hurriedly, "What should I do?" She chewed her food and looked at the table, "How about I go in?"
It would be bad if others knew about it.
Fu Nanchen looked up at her helpless expression and wanted to laugh.
Before Jian Xiaoan could react, Chen Sen pushed the door open and saw her standing between Fu Nanchen's legs, holding chopsticks in one hand and chewing rice in her mouth.
"Is this... a way to coax my wife?" Chen Sen looked at Fu Nanchen, his feet seemingly stuck, unable to move.
What does the conference room mean? A show?
Love and fun?
Are they part of the play?
"Is there something?" Fu Nanchen asked him, raising his eyelids.
"It's okay." Chen Sen was just about to find him to gossip about the company's rumors today.
"It's okay, go out." Fu Nanchen pressed Jian Xiaoan back onto his legs.
She couldn't sit or stand, couldn't eat or not eat.
Chen Sen shrugged, "I'll come back later."
......
After Jian Xiaoan left, Fu Nanchen was thinking about something when Lu Yin sent him an invitation letter to invite everyone in the business circle to attend her birthday party. The birthday party would be held on a luxury cruise ship.
There have been changes within the Lu Group recently, and Lu Yin has gained support from shareholders. In order to stabilize her, Mr. Lu has to let her temporarily participate in important affairs of the group.
As night falls, an elegant atmosphere permeates the banquet hall of the cruise ship. Outside the window, the sparkling river and the sunset glow in the sky complement each other, adding a touch of romance to this beautiful night.
The bigwigs in the business circle were chatting with each other, while Lu Yin, Lu Daiwei, Shen Qing, and Bei Zhe were entertaining guests one after another.
Tonight, Beizhe was extra careful and did not drink too much. When he found the right opportunity, he left the banquet hall.
The river breeze blew by, Beizhe unbuttoned his shirt collar, took out his cell phone and called Jian Xiaoan.
"Hey, Xiao An, why didn't you come tonight?" Beizhe asked.
Ever since Shen Qing appeared in his eyes today, Beizhe connected it to what happened that night.
"I'm not feeling well." Jian Xiaoan's voice was not loud and he coughed twice.
The two exchanged a few pleasantries and Beizhe hung up the phone.
The lights on the cruise ship were interlaced, waiters were shuttling around the entire banquet hall, and men and women were laughing and chatting.
At this time, Lu Yin walked towards Fu Nanchen with wine in hand, followed closely by Shen Qing.
"Mr. Fu, thank you for attending my birthday party. I'll toast you a glass." She glanced at Shen Qing, "Shen Qing, let's toast Mr. Fu together."
In the corner of the banquet hall, a waiter was holding a miniature camera, taking pictures of everything that was happening at the moment...