bestfiction Chapter 174 This flower is quite ugly.
Chapter 174 This flower is quite ugly.
Fu Yushi grinned, showing his big teeth: "Brother!"
Fu Chengli remained indifferent, ignoring Fu Yushi's greeting; his gaze remained fixed on An Ying's face.
Fu Yu had just returned to China, and the two had no prior interaction.
Why would a little kid give her flowers?
An Ying subconsciously shook her head in denial, her tone completely serious.
"Mr. Fu, it couldn't have been Fu Yushi. I don't know who sent it either."
Fu Yushi suddenly stopped shaking his crossed legs.
He is different from Fu Chengli, who is someone whose thoughts are impossible to discern.
He's the kind of person whose emotions are always written all over his face.
Fu Yushi's lips twitched.
Even though the flowers weren't from him, why was she in such a hurry to distance herself? It was as if she was afraid of being misunderstood.
Fu Yushi pouted, instantly becoming unhappy.
"Sister, you explained it way too quickly."
She said, "Just now, you've glanced at these flowers several times since you entered the office. If you had given them to me, knowing your personality, you would have already claimed credit for them. Why would you have waited for your brother to ask?"
Reasonable and well-founded.
Fu Yushi turned his head away, fuming and refusing to speak.
An Ying frowned, thinking to herself: What is this young master up to?
Fu Chengli's gaze slowly shifted to the bouquet of flowers.
The more I look at it, the more upset I get.
How many men are actually around her?
Someone else is interested in her and has already gone so far as to send her flowers as a token of their affection.
How can she still look completely bewildered?
You might not even know who the recipient is when you send flowers.
An Ying is intelligent; her abilities are undeniable, whether in school or at work.
However, when it comes to relationships, she can sometimes be too oblivious to emotions.
She used to say she didn't really like flowers, but now she's quite happy receiving flowers from others.
Fu Chengli tilted his head and said in an unhappy tone, "You accept things you don't even know who gave them to you? What if there's poison or surveillance footage hidden inside?"
An Ying: "........."
Brother, have you been watching too many movies?
Fu Yushi glanced at Fu Chengli and said in a teasing tone, "Brother, you're so fierce! What if you scare your sister? She won't dare to play with you anymore."
An Ying: "........."
I wouldn't dare now.
Fu Chengli said lazily, "To be honest, this flower is quite ugly."
Although all roses look the same, this bouquet is particularly ugly.
No, to be precise, anything given to her by other men, whether it was flowers or other gifts.
They're all ugly.
An Ying sighed silently.
What did the innocent rose do to deserve this?
When Fu Chengli glanced at Fu Yu, he said calmly, "Dad is looking for you. Go to his office right away."
Fu Yu clicked his tongue: "They're all trying to get rid of me."
After saying that, he got up from the sofa and swaggered away.
An Ying breathed a sigh of relief, finally seeing off a great Buddha.
Looking up, she saw Fu Chengli still standing at the door, watching her silently.
An Ying: "???"
Fu Chengli smiled, turned around and left.
An Ying had a vague sense of unease.
This is the smile Fu Chengli always has when he wants to cause trouble.
Outside the chairman's office on the top floor.
Fu Yushi hesitated outside the door, not daring to go in, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Fu Chengli walking towards him from afar.
"Brother, help!"
Fu Chengli glanced at the chairman's assistant standing at the door.
"what happened?"
The assistant replied tremblingly, "President, Mr. An has arrived. He wants a lot of data and personnel related to the energy project. He's very arrogant, and the chairman got angry when he was unhappy."
bang-
There was a sound of something breaking behind the door.
Fu Chengli stepped forward, grasped the doorknob, and pushed it open.
Just then, a piece of debris flew past his hand.
It scratched the back of his hand.
A shallow cut.
He looked up and glanced around. Right in the center of the sofa was An Weiping, who looked nonchalant.
An Weiping smiled and said, "Nephew, you're here. You be the judge. Your dad's been in a really bad temper lately."
Fu Haidong stood with his hands on his hips beside the desk not far away.
"An Weiping, I was beaten up by the old man, but I'm not dead. Where do you get the nerve to act so arrogantly towards me? Do you think you can rise to the top overnight just because you begged a project from the old man?!"
An Weiping still had that same carefree, grinning expression.
"Second brother, it doesn't matter whether I can rise to the top in one step, but you are the chairman and you still made such a big mess. Your once capable assistant was exiled to Yecheng and even dragged yourself down. Second brother, I feel sorry for you in your current situation."
He said he felt sorry for her, but his words were full of sarcasm and irony.
"Second brother, I didn't have high hopes for my daughter, but she turned out to be quite capable. She's about to be promoted to a higher rank, and the old man even gave his approval. I don't want to be high-profile, but what can I do when luck comes?"
An Weiping became more and more smug as he spoke: "Energy projects are such a sure-fire way to make money, and you, as the chairman, couldn't even handle it. In the end, it was me, your good-for-nothing little brother, who stepped in. Second brother, shouldn't we support each other more in the Fu family from now on?"
Fu Chengli raised his hand to wipe away the blood seeping from the back of his hand.
He said calmly, "Fourth Uncle, An Ying is An Ying, and you are you. Her work will have nothing to do with energy projects in the future, so there's no need to involve her in everything."