Sick, he's the best

Chapter 97 He is looking forward to it
Jiang Mingrou stood up with a slightly cold face and walked out.

It has been raining intermittently in the capital for a few days, not very hot and dry, but at dusk it starts to rain again, the soft rain strands are secretly woven obliquely, the rain strands are like spring silkworms chewing on mulberry leaves, noisy and earnestly dissipating the rest of the day Light eats away.

Fu Shennian sat on the sofa in a suit and leather shoes, his knuckles curled up slightly with cold knuckles. He was holding a book in his hand, but he couldn't read it.

The man was inexplicably irritable and a little nervous. He unconsciously set his eyes on the door. It was the tenth time his eyes had swept to the door.

He knew what he was expecting.

What are you waiting for.

Happy, but also a little nervous.

He had never been so anxious in his life.

Before he knew it, a layer of cold sweat had formed on the palms of the man's hands, and his heart was beating inexplicably fast in this silent space. After only a few minutes, he seemed to realize that most of his life had passed.

There was a sound of "click" on the door, and the man was shocked. He quickly withdrew his eyes, tilted his slender long legs, and looked at the book in his hand with a cold expression and a bit of pretense.

Hearing the voice, the man raised his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "Patriarch Jiang, is there something for me?"

"Patriarch, it's me!"

Fu Shennian frowned, looked up, only Fu Qing was standing at the door, and there was no sign of the woman at all.

Fu Qing looked at the book in his master's hand, and cautiously reminded: "Master, your book...is reversed."

The man froze and dropped the book in his hand.

"What about her?" He asked with an unhappy face, and the air pressure instantly became gloomy.

Fu Qing said in a bad voice: "Patriarch Jiang is gone." He faltered and said: "She asked you to meet him in person, otherwise, you will be at your own risk."

As soon as Fu Shennian heard it, he realized something was wrong.

"Is she angry?"

"why?"

Fu Qing touched his head, and handed over the things in his hand with a look of lovelessness: "Patriarch, please check the surveillance."

After Fu Shennian looked at it, his whole face instantly became gloomy.

He asked sharply, "What is this Director Wu?"

"It's a small leader of the company who got in from the second room."

The man saw her being kicked out, saw those people talking coldly to her, saw her standing there for half an hour, and no one poured her a sip of tea.

His face was gloomy for a moment, as if a storm was approaching.

"Get out this front desk, and this shit director!"

Fu Shennian's eyes were cold: "Fu Qiang's people, let them get out of here!"

The man's voice was stern, and his tone seemed to be wrapped in a layer of ice: "Without my permission, who asked him to bring someone in?"

Fu Shennian couldn't stop being furious: "Let him get out of here this afternoon, otherwise, he will get out of my house together!"

Fu Shennian has never wanted to kill others so much. He has been busy for a long time, but some inexplicable people made it worse.

Fu Qing quickly said: "Yes, I will do it now."

Fu Qing looked at Fu Shennian and asked cautiously, "Then... Master, what should we do with Patriarch Jiang?"

"There must be a big misunderstanding now."

Fu Shennian's gloomy eyes were slightly dark, and there was a bit of hostility between his brows and eyes. He said word by word: "Send Jiang Mingrou's photo to everyone in the company's mobile phone. Whoever sees her in the future will dare to speak rudely." , speak wild words, talk about her at will, get the fuck out of here!"

Fu Qing immediately said: "Yes."

The man held his suit jacket in his arms, and walked out with a cold face: "Follow me to the Jiang Group."

Fu Qing hurriedly followed.

At the same time, those who did not know Jiang Mingrou in the entire Fu Group, and those who knew Jiang Mingrou, got a photo of Jiang Mingrou, with a few brief introductions next to it: President of Jiang Group, Jiang Mingrou soft.

When the front desk lady saw the photo, her face turned pale: "I'm done."

"Is she really Jiang Mingrou?"

She just said those words.

Director Wu, who was also on the second floor, was notified directly that he would not come to work tomorrow.

Fu Shennian, who was dressed in black, came down from the elevator with a frosty face, followed by four people. Along the way, everyone bowed their heads respectfully, stepped aside, and called out respectfully: "Hello, President."

The lady at the front desk saw the leader, the man's strong air pressure, which made it hard to breathe. She lowered her head in fear, she dared not speak, her body trembled slightly, trying to minimize her sense of existence.

Fu Qing stopped beside her, tilted his head and glanced at her slightly, and said coldly: "Whoever comes to the Fu Group, as the front desk, should not speak in such a condescending, dog-eyed tone."

"Everyone who comes is a guest. Anyone can sit on the sofa in the lobby, not any specific VIP."

The front desk lady's face turned pale with fright, and she was terrified in her heart.

Fu Qing said coldly: "You have been fired, you can leave work early."

The woman lay limp on the ground, her face turned pale for a while, she regretted it endlessly.

She begged in a panic: "Fu Tezhu, I was wrong, I was wrong, please give me another chance."

Being able to work in the Fu Group, even as a front desk, the salary is better than outside, how can she leave.

She explained in a low voice: "I, I don't know Mr. Jiang at all. Besides, she is a member of Jiang's group. I'm just in a bad mood today and I haven't adjusted myself. Please, give me another chance." .”

Fu Qing shook off his hands, his eyes were indifferent: "If you bring your emotions to the guests, you are no longer suitable for this position."

"Go to the finance department to settle the salary and leave."

The front desk lady's face was ashen and tears flowed down her face.

The people next to them were also trembling and did not dare to breathe. They were glad that they didn't say anything to Jiang Mingrou just now.

Fu Yuai, the top manager, told all managers big and small: From now on, Mr. Jiang from the Jiang Group will come to our Fu Group, and all employees must treat each other respectfully and politely. Today’s mistake must not happen again, otherwise, they will all be dismissed , all departments, release it in a timely manner, recognize the president of the Jiang Group, and don’t make a second mistake. In today’s matter, no matter who comes, whether they are guests or not, they should not be treated differently. people.

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

"receive."

This young and beautiful woman is actually Jiang Mingrou, the CEO of the Jiang Group, and the person in charge of the Jiang family. Everyone couldn't help but gasp in amazement.

The high-level executives who had met Jiang Mingrou a few times were startled and looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Is the Fu Group going to change?"

Fu's group and Jiang's group have always been at odds, and the news released today has left many people puzzled.

　In the TV series: I love you so much

　　In reality: uncle policeman, that's him!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)