The domineering president meets her

Chapter 35: Evidence That Will Put You in Jail for Life

"Today's meeting ends here. If you have any special ideas or suggestions for the company's various projects, please contact my secretary Leng."

Fu Shi glanced at the people at the conference table and said, "See you next quarter. Meeting adjourned."

As soon as these words came out, it was obvious that the senior managers immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Back in the president's office, Fu Shi sat on the office chair, untied his tie, loosened the top two buttons, and laid his long legs casually bent.

Open the documents on the desk and read them carefully.

Knock knock knock, there is a knock on the door.

"Come in." Fu Shi shouted and continued with the work at hand without even looking up.

"Mr. Fu, this is the coffee you ordered."

The voice that came from his ear was a female voice, and Fu Shi couldn't help but look up in confusion. He vaguely remembered that it seemed to be Leng Yuan's company assistant, a blonde from Las Vegas.

"Where is Secretary Leng?" Fu Shi glanced at her and asked casually with his head down.

"Mr. Fu, I see the meeting has been adjourned, but Secretary Leng is still on the phone, so I brought the coffee in first."

"OK, thanks."

After saying that, he continued to review the documents with his head down and didn't say anything else.

His sharp edges made him look resolute, his thin lips were pursed with sexy lines, and his thick hair was clearly visible, making him look even tougher. His meticulous work style mesmerized the young female secretary, who was so absorbed in watching him that she forgot what she was doing there.

"Is there anything else?" Fu Shi asked coldly without even raising his head.

"Oh! It's okay, it's okay." The female assistant came back to her senses, gently placed the coffee on his desk, looked at the handsome president in front of her reluctantly for a few more times, and then slowly walked out.

With the sound of the door closing gently, the office returned to silence.

Fu Shi paused with the pen in his hand, his eyes calm, and his slender fingers pressed the call button of the landline on the desk.

"Mr. Fu." It was Leng Yuan's voice.

"Come in and find me."

After a while, the knock on the door sounded again.

"Enter."

Leng Yuan walked in with his long straight legs.

"Mr. Fu~"

"Notice it to everyone. From now on, no female employee is allowed to enter my office without my permission."

Leng Yuan understood that although Mr. Fu was usually quiet at work, he was not such an unkind person. There must be something fishy about the sudden announcement.

Leng Yuan suddenly glanced at the coffee on the table and the guilty look of the assistant beside him when he came in just now, and he understood instantly.

"To take care of the cleanliness of the office, just assign a dedicated male cleaner."

"Okay, I'll do it now."

Leng Yuan, who was about to turn around, suddenly remembered the content of the phone call he had just received. He was about to take a step forward but then he stood still, not knowing whether to tell Mr. Fu.

After a mental struggle, he turned around and said hesitantly: "Mr. Fu."

The two have cooperated well as superiors and subordinates for many years, and Fu Shi has already thoroughly understood Leng Yuan's every move.

He had worked in the business world with me and was already accustomed to the intrigues and bloodshed along the way. Unless there was a special situation, he would not hesitate easily.

Fu Shi raised his head and looked at him steadily: "What's wrong?"

"Um, that..." Leng Yuan was still hesitant, not knowing how to start.

Fu Shi did not interrupt, waiting calmly for Leng Yuan to finish his words.

"There's news about Miss Su just now. This is what happened..." Leng Yuan walked to the desk, stood fifty centimeters away, and explained the news in detail.

After listening quietly, Fu Shi narrowed his eyes dangerously, and rubbed his fingers on the pen: "Who will take care of the aftermath?"

"It's Wen Heng, the young master of the Wen family."

"I also heard that he gave the other party a strong drug and hired professionals to beat Manager Mo to death."

"In addition, Huasheng Company, where Miss Su works, has sued Manager Mo." Leng Yuan added calmly.

"Such a person, with such an IQ, will also bring harm to others if he leaves behind descendants." Fu Shi, who was secretly planning to kill, suddenly remembered that Manager Mo's father was an old contributor who had worked hard with his father.

Then he changed the subject and said, "Go find some evidence of Manager Mo's crime, evidence that no one can save and that will put him in jail for life."

"Okay." Leng Yuan nodded.

"Also, make arrangements to go back tomorrow."

Wasn't the inspection scheduled for three days later? Why were you in such a hurry to go back? Leng Yuan wondered.

I was about to ask the reason, but stopped myself.

Mr. Fu would not put down his work and ignore it for no reason. It must be because of Miss Su.

I could only change the subject, "Mr. Fu, there is no flight back tomorrow."

"Oh?" Fu Shi looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Leng Yuan forced himself to remain calm, glanced at Fu Shi, then lowered his eyes guiltily, not daring to look Fu Shi in the eye again.

Because he knew clearly that Mr. Fu in his family was too cunning and his eyes would never reveal any discernible emotions.

If you try to see something through his eyes, you will end up in a dead end.

Because his eyes are like a fog, making those who look at him fall into it unknowingly. At this time, let alone trying to see through anything, they will unconsciously tell out everything they know.

In fact, Fu Shi had seen through his thoughts, "We are almost done with our work, we can go back now."

"But……"

“If there are no flights, arrange a private jet.”

Fu Shi stopped talking and lowered his head to continue signing the documents.

"Well, maybe it's because he heard that something happened to his beloved Miss Su, so Mr. Fu started to take the initiative and cross the entire Pacific Ocean for love. The thousand-year-old iron tree in front of him is about to bloom." Leng Yuan's heart was bubbling with joy.

Take off and return to the capital.

The sky is blue, the clouds are white, and the sun is shining brightly.

On the top floor of the Fu Group in the imperial capital, at the dedicated helicopter landing pad, the roaring sound of the propellers gradually faded. Soon, the cabin door was opened by the accompanying bodyguards. Fu Shi took off the noise-isolating earmuffs he was wearing and stood up.

With straight and slender legs, he strode off the plane and took a special elevator directly to the office. He was wearing a dark shirt and a handmade suit jacket in the same Morandi color on his wrist.

When he walked through the corridor outside the office, the sunlight pouring in from the floor-to-ceiling windows made him look like a landscape. His high-spirited look as he walked captured the eyes of countless female employees, and made their hearts beat to the beat of his steps.

He was completely unaware of these things, holding the cell phone and talking in a low voice.

There was no light on in the office, only sunlight coming through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. Even in this semi-dark office light, his tough facial lines no longer looked oppressive, and his deep eyes no longer looked distant and cold.

"Well, that's it for now. Do as I say." After saying that, Fu Shi gently stroked the screen of his mobile phone with his fingertips, hung up the call, and casually draped his suit jacket over the back of his office chair.

Hey~

The phone rings.

Fu Shi pressed the answer button on the landline phone: "Hello?"

"Young Master. Next Tuesday is the day for a family dinner, and the master asked you to arrange your itinerary and go back." It was the voice of Uncle Zhang, the butler of the old house.