bestfiction Chapter 116 Does it hurt?
Chapter 116 Does it hurt?
Lai Yuqiang hung up the phone and rushed to Fu Haidong's office.
Push the door open and enter.
Fu Haidong sat behind his desk with a dark expression.
Lai Yangbo's face darkened further. He sat on the sofa, rubbing his forehead, and remained silent.
This is quite a spectacle...
Lai Yuqiang had no idea what had happened.
She looked at Lai Yangbo and cautiously asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"
Lai Yangbo glared at his daughter: "What exactly have you done?"
Recalling everything that had just happened with An Ying on the rooftop, Lai Yuqiang was still shaken, and her voice became somewhat unsteady.
"No, no..."
Lai Yangbo: "At the shareholders' meeting that just ended, Fu Chengli, together with several of his confidants on the board, suddenly voted to remove me from the board!"
Lai Yuqiang was startled.
Back in Yuncheng, Fu Chengli had threatened her that if she dared to touch An Ying again, he would make her father get out of the board of directors.
Lai Yuqiang didn't take it seriously at all.
Now, he actually dares to completely break off relations?!
Lai Yuqiang was so shocked that she couldn't speak.
Fu Haidong, who had been wearing a dark expression, spoke up: "Lai Yuqiang, I heard that Fu Chengli had some conflicts with Qin Jinchuan's men when he was in Yuncheng. Tell me about it."
Fu Haidong was probably asking about Su Jixun.
But how do I say it?
Lai Yuqiang herself was completely bewildered.
All I know is that Su Jixun was beaten half to death... Could it have been Fu Chengli who did it?!
Lai Yuqiang gradually sorted out the matter.
Although An Ying didn't say it explicitly, it was very much in line with the video she played.
It's possible that Su Jixun, that idiot, really offended her, and Fu Chengli caught him red-handed and beat him up or something.
Lai Yuqiang's mind was in turmoil.
He actually defended her like that?!
She knew perfectly well that her father, Lai Yangbo, was an important pawn that Fu Haidong had specially placed on the board of directors to balance the power of various parties.
Yet they still insisted on breaking off relations and disrupting the board's operations.
Lai Yuqiang gritted her teeth.
Which step was calculated incorrectly?
It was clearly her attempt to use Su Jixun to bring him and An Ying together.
In the end, she was the one who lost?
Lai Yuqiang slowly said, "Qin Jinchuan's subordinate is called Su Jixun. Perhaps he did something to An Ying, which led to President Fu's revenge."
Lai Yangbo was increasingly puzzled: "Then why am I the unlucky one? Why am I the one who was kicked out of the board of directors?"
Lai Yuqiang stammered, "Because...because I...I tried to matchmake An Ying and Su Jixun...I didn't mean to..."
Fu Haidong's brows furrowed into a deep frown.
The more I hear this, the more something seems off.
What does An Ying's life or death have to do with Guan Fuchengli?
When did these two become so close?
Fu Haidong's face grew increasingly grim.
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open.
Fu Chengli's tall figure appeared behind the door.
He glanced around at the three people with displeased expressions and said with a smile, "Oh, what a coincidence, you're all here."
After saying that, he took a few quick strides, his long legs carrying him to the sofa, where he sat down lazily.
He toyed with an unlit cigarette between his slender fingers, a slight smile playing on his lips.
The smile didn't reach his eyes.
"Chairman Fu, thank you for giving up your shares and board seat. I will accept them all."
Fu Haidong gritted his teeth.
This rebellious son is on the verge of starting a rebellion.
Over the years, Mr. Fu has handed over control of many of the family's businesses to Fu Chengli.
Fu Haidong firmly controls the core group of the company headquarters. The father and son scheme against each other and refuse to give an inch.
Lai Yangbo and Lai Yuqiang were both pawns placed in the company by Fu Haidong.
I thought they would be of great use.
Then An Ying appeared, causing a bunch of messy things, which Fu Chengli seized on, disrupting the situation that Fu Haidong had carefully arranged.
Fu Haidong is unlikely to reap any benefits from the upcoming energy project.
They also had to deal with their rebellious son's sarcastic remarks.
At the board meeting just now, when Fu Chengli insisted on replacing Lai Yangbo, none of the veteran officials dared to utter a sound.
No one dared to offend him.
Fu Haidong became increasingly frustrated.
"Chengli, Uncle Lai has watched you grow up since you were a child, and Lai Yuqiang is also your college classmate whom you have known for many years. Are you really going to kill her?"
Fu Chengli slowly lit the cigarette in his hand, his expression languid.
"How could I have been so ruthless? Lai Yuqiang is still sitting comfortably in her director position, isn't she?"
"Besides, Chairman Fu is so capable, he can definitely arrange a good place for Uncle Lai, right?"
Fu Chengli's two casual words made Lai Yuqiang feel as if she were facing a formidable enemy.
Even her position as director is in jeopardy...?
Lai Yangbo stared anxiously at Fu Haidong, then turned to look at Fu Chengli.
Fu Haidong: "What exactly do you want?!"
Fu Chengli raised his eyes and said slowly:
"The benefits of energy projects need to be redistributed."
Fu Haidong gripped the teacup tightly.
The unfilial son was waiting here all along...
It's likely he was already dissatisfied with the previous distribution of benefits, and this time he finally caught him red-handed and turned the tables.
Fu Haidong's face was gloomy.
He dislikes being manipulated by others.
But this time, it was his own son who was in control of him.
Fu Haidong looked at him with a disappointed expression.
Finally unable to resist, he threw it at Fu Chengli.
The teacup was thrown at an angle and didn't hit Fu Chengli.
But it shattered after hitting the coffee table in front of him, and a piece of the shattered shard grazed Fu Chengli's forehead.
On his handsome face, there was a faint bloodstain on his forehead.
Fu Chengli didn't take it seriously, sneered, stubbed out his cigarette, and turned to leave.
The wound on my forehead is pulling and hurting a bit.
But Fu Chengli didn't care at all.
He has suffered even more painful injuries.
The Fu family mansion is large and appears glamorous to outsiders.
Only he himself knew that this "home" was cold.
He was nearly killed in a car accident when he was eighteen and spent several months in the hospital.
He was raised as a rich young master from a wealthy family.
However, when he was truly facing a life-or-death situation, he discovered that he could not rely on anyone in his family.
He couldn't even easily trust his own father.
They'll stop at nothing to reach the top.
Fu Chengli had no other choice.
As soon as I went downstairs, I saw a girl's figure lingering at the entrance of the CEO's office.
An Ying lowered her head, seemingly lost in thought.
Suddenly, as if she noticed his gaze, she abruptly tilted her head back and stared at him blankly.
Fu Chengli slowly walked in: "What's wrong?"
An Ying pointed to his forehead: "You're injured."
Fu Chengli responded with an "oh".
An Ying didn't ask how he got his wound.
She already knew about the changes in the board of directors, and then she saw Fu Chengli come down from the floor where Fu Haidong was.
Who dares to beat up Fu Chengli?
No one dares.
Unless it's his father.
An Ying sighed helplessly and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"
Fu Chengli stared at her, a smile playing on his lips.
"It hurts so much, it hurts like hell."
An Ying looked down and rummaged through her bag: "Wait a minute, let me find you a band-aid, I have some in my bag..."
Fu Chengli said, "Never mind, it would be strange to bring it along."
An Ying looked up at him: "But you're injured?"
Fu Chengli didn't take it seriously: "I'm a man, I'm tough, I'll be fine in a couple of days."
An Ying had already taken the band-aid out of her bag.
The center of the band-aid is printed with a small pink flower.
Fu Chengli: "..."
He said he was a hundred times unwilling.
In terms of behavior, he obediently lowered his head and let An Ying stick to him.
Fu Chengli thought for a moment, then suddenly asked, "What are you doing tonight?"