Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

"Stupid" Fu Hanchuan squeezed the soft cat's paw, the big white cat struggled and took a bite on the back of his hand, jumped off him, and found a comfortable place at the end of the bed to go to sleep.

Fu Hanchuan felt bored and threw the phone back into the drawer.

The next day, when Fu Ying swaggered in, Fu Hanchuan was shaving in the bathroom. Fu Ying looked at him and said good morning, Fu Hanchuan also squinted at him: "Morning." Then he continued to shave his chin clean in front of the mirror. The razor buzzed softly, and no one spoke again. Fu Ying saw that he was washing, and walked back to the room.

In front of the bedside table, the little guy gently opened the drawer, empty inside. He turned his head and glanced at the bathroom again, scribbling his little hand in the pocket of the school uniform, swaying, pretending to be nothing, and walked away.

After finishing sorting, Fu Hanchuan came out of the washroom. No one was in the room. He glanced at the direction of the bedside table casually, then walked to the cloakroom, drew his slender fingers across a row of shirts, and finally picked a white shirt. After matching the suit and tie, I picked a mechanical watch and put it on, which seemed to be the same as usual.

Going downstairs, Fu Ying was sitting at the table and was eating breakfast. There were also some usual meals on the table. Mother Song greeted him when she saw him coming. Fu Hanchuan gave a faint hum, took the chair and sat down.

There is a huge table with only father and son sitting. No matter how much breakfast is set on the table, it is empty. The whole restaurant is very quiet and usual, just like the previous more than a thousand mornings.

Mother Song looked at it, probably because of the change of the big villa, she seemed even more deserted, no wonder she felt uncomfortable.

After breakfast, Teacher Wu came to pick Fu Ying to go to class. Fu Ying said, "Dad, I'm going to school." Then he went out with his schoolbag on his back and walked to the door, where he stopped. Looking back at Fu Hanchuan, he was sitting at the table, drinking freshly squeezed juice, motionless.

Why didn't he say to send him to school?

Teacher Wu saw that Fu Ying was standing there and there was no movement, thinking he had forgotten something, and asked: "Young Master Fu Ying, did you forget something and didn't take it?"

Fu Ying shook his head: "Let's go."

Mother Song saw Fu Ying’s every move in her eyes, thinking that Fu Ying was uncomfortable when she moved to a new home, and she was so awkward that she wanted to act like a baby but was embarrassed, so she reminded Fu Hanchuan: "Mr. It seems that I want you to send him to school."

Fu Hanchuan took a tissue and wiped his lips, and said lightly, "No."

When the voice fell, the mobile phone on the corner of the table rang. Mother Song took a look and quietly cleaned the table.

Fu Hanchuan answered the phone and walked towards the door. Qiao's deep and steady voice came and said: "Mr. Fu, I have already arrived. Several media outlets here have already arrived. I will make arrangements first."

"Yeah." Fu Hanchuan stood on the steps and looked up at the weather. There were a few clouds floating in the sky and the temperature was right. It was a good day.

At the entrance of the school, Su Xiang's car stopped. Fu Ying stood at the entrance of the school. Seeing Su Xiang approaching, he shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not found."

Su Xiang furrowed his eyebrows, and felt a sense of annoyance in his heart. It seemed that he could only go to Fu Hanchuan himself to ask for it. She lifted her chin into the school gate and said, "You go to school first."

Fu Ying nodded and went in with the small schoolbag on his back. When he looked back and saw Su Xiang getting in the car, the little guy wanted to understand something and muttered in his heart: No wonder he didn't come to send him to school. Scheming

Su Xiang was sitting in the car, rubbing his scalp with his fingers. Last time the two broke up unhappily, he was so angry at her, she really didn't want to say a word to him, and didn't want to see his face.

But the mobile phone still needs to be brought back, so I can't change another mobile phone just because of this. Why?

Su Xiang bit his lip, and his gaze fell on the wrist watch. It was too early for the press conference, and there was no longer any delay. After thinking about the press conference that he attended first, Fu Hanchuan was boring while holding her mobile phone. Seeing that she ignored him, he felt boring and returned.

A piece of wasteland on the west outskirts of the city was originally a piece of farmland. After three or five years of wasteland qualification, it was sold for auction. It was bought by a foreign real estate agent. The design drawings of the villa group were all drawn up. At the same time as propaganda and momentum , I also excavated the foundation and started construction. After a few months of rumbling, construction was suddenly stopped. After that, there was no more movement. Later, there were intermittent noises that the real estate agent ran away because of the broken capital chain. No one took it, and it really became a wasteland from then on, with grass growing more than one meter high.

This incident was exposed by city reporters, and was once scolded badly, saying that it was a waste of land resources, etc. After the news fell silent, the land disappeared and continued to be barren, but now it attracts more attention, but it is here that a factory will be built. , And it’s a workshop for the disabled. As soon as the news was revealed, the press was watching it. The media who sent the invitation letter arrived, and those who did not get the invitation letter were also waiting for the first-hand information, wanting to know which mysterious big money has done such a great good deed.

Because it is a wasteland, the organizer cleaned it up in advance. In addition to grass, a simple shelter was built. When the reporters saw this large area of ​​desolation, they thought they had seen some ancient city ruins.

Qiao Shen was receiving guests at the scene. Suddenly he heard a noise. When he looked up, he saw Feng Qingyang getting out of the car, and her star boyfriend got out of the car with her, which immediately attracted the attention of reporters, one by one. They all ran over, and the flashes of long guns and short cannons kept flashing.

Qiao Shen frowned slightly. He knew that Miss Feng, as one of the investors behind the scenes, would definitely come and take a look, but he never heard that her star boyfriend would also be coming. In recent years, the public's attention to celebrities can be much hotter than social news, so don't overdo it.

Feng Qingyang walked over with his arms and asked, "Fu Hanchuan hasn't come yet?"

Qiao Shen looked at the time and said, "It should be almost here." He paused, and glanced at the male star who was still surrounded by the media, "Miss Feng, you didn't say that Mr. Li is coming."

Feng Qingyang shrugged her shoulders and was interested in the two pots of Begonia flowers on the stage. She said nonchalantly: "Li Te heard about charity here, so he just came to help when he was free."

Qiao Shen's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the carefree young lady beside him. She is obviously a very smart woman, so she can't see this.

As Fu Hanchuan's assistant, Qiao Shen didn't say anything about the entertainment industry, but he didn't fool around with just one or two sentences.

Let’s not talk about how the celebrity packs and sells for the time being. Li Te, a actor who is a coffee star, is not an idle person, and his agent is very profitable. Li Te’s appearance fee is as high as seven figures, and he can be free to do it on his own initiative. charitable?

Not long ago, Li Te and another celebrity tore up a bit of black, it seems to be whitewashed. There are ready-made reporters here. You don't need to ask someone to pose for photos and write articles. You can easily turn over. Such a good thing, no wonder it comes for free.

Qiao Shen said: "Miss Feng, I think you'd better tell Mr. Fu about this."

Feng Qingyang frowned slightly and glared at him, "I said why you are so rigid. Li Te has a lot of enthusiasm. There are not many celebrities who watch the news at the press conference."

Qiao Shen opened his mouth, Feng Qingyang pinched a Begonia flower and said, "Who bought this flower? The color is really beautiful."

Qiao Shen was interrupted, and Mo Mo said, "I bought it."

Feng Qingyang smiled at him and pinned the Begonia flower to the decorative bag of the small suit on his chest: "The young man has a really good eye and knows that I like Begonia flowers."

Qiao Shen opened his mouth, Feng Qingyang looked behind him, waved his hand at the person behind him, Qiao Shen turned his head and looked over, and saw Fu Hanchuan's long figure walking. Qiao Shen respectfully greeted him: "Mr. Fu."

Feng Qingyang said: "You are finally here. Do you know that your assistant is very annoying. How can I be so small or small as well as a major investor."

Qiao Shen was almost fainted, and this eldest lady's complaint was too powerful. Her investment was obviously mixed in. When did he become her subordinate.

Fu Hanchuan tilted his head and glanced at Qiao Shen, and said lightly: "Feng Qingyang, are you serious, or are you arrogant father, aren't you afraid of really falling out with your family?"

Feng Qingyang had a scandal with the male star for a while. Feng's family thought she was just playing around and didn't take it too seriously, but if she really fell into it, Feng's family wouldn't be happy to say blessings.

"However, don't mess up my press conference, otherwise I won't give you the face of Miss Feng." Fu Hanchuan glanced at the actor, it is best not to be too pushy, otherwise he will know what ban is called.

Qiao Shen looked at Feng Qingyang and gave her a look for her own experience, and then walked forward to the surrounding reporters, reminding the press conference that the time is about to begin, please arrange to be seated.

Feng Qingyang looked at Fu Hanchuan who was sitting down in the audience, his long legs folded, and he had a drafted speech in his hand, and he was reading it there. Feng Qingyang sat down in the chair next to him, glanced at the speech, looked straight ahead and suddenly said, "Su Xiang is here!"

Fu Hanchuan's complexion was calm, but the hand that squeezed the paper pointed out the nervousness of selling him, Feng Qingyang sneered, "Is anyone here yet, is that nervous?"

Fu Hanchuan glanced at her coldly, and said lightly: "Perhaps I can meet the old man and introduce him to some good family children. I heard that your eldest brother would like you to marry the second generation of officials?"

Feng Qingyang twitched his lips and said, "Fu Hanchuan, if you have been so boring and venomous, even the dumb wouldn't want to talk to you."

While talking here, there was a commotion on the reporter's stand in front. Hearing the movement, it was probably someone in the wind who came again.

To maintain the mystery, they intentionally covered up this corner with a poster. Feng Qingyang smiled slightly with his fingers on his chin, glanced at Fu Hanchuan, and saw that his chin was tightened, and his eyes were staring at a line on the paper. But his eyes didn't move.

Ahead, Su Xiang didn't see the staff of the Disabled Persons' Federation and Mrs. Pang until he entered the stadium. There were a lot of people at the scene, and the voice was a little messy. Su Xiang pulled Madam Pang and asked, "Madam, why didn't you even hear you mention such a big thing. Who did it?"

She glanced at the reporters unnaturally. Now she is still on the cusp and invited her to be a guest. Is this mysterious person unaware or something? Isn't she afraid of messing up the press conference?

Mrs. Pang said: "The press conference will begin in a while, and you won't know it. To be honest, I only found out temporarily."

Someone in front was calling Madam Pang over to speak, Madam Pang only had time to say a few words to Su Xiang and walked onto the stage. Su Xiang was assigned to sit in a seat under the arrangement of other staff. She looked left and right, the view from the stands was the best.

Next to him, a man sat down, Su Xiang turned his head and glanced at him. The man smiled at her, showing white teeth, and said hello to her: "Hello, this is Li Te."

Su Xiang glanced at his clean palm, and shook his hand politely. He felt that he was a little familiar and couldn't remember where he had seen it.

Li Te's name is a bit familiar, and her eyes lit up slightly. Isn't he the one who won the best actor award of a certain TV station? Now, even the bus stop is full of his sports drink advertisements, which is particularly popular.

Su Xiang happily said: "It's you!"

In the corner hidden by the poster, Fu Hanchuan looked at the woman with a displeased look at the woman holding the other man's hand tightly and smiling brightly at the person. Qiao Shen went here to hide when Su Xiang came over, standing right behind Feng Qingyang.

Feng Qingyang held his chin and looked at Fu Hanchuan and said, "I don't have any comments, what do you do with your face so ugly."

At nine o'clock exactly, the press conference began, and the scene fell silent. Mrs. Pang began to speak on the stage, which roughly meant that on this sunny day, a charity assistance event was about to start, and some words of gratitude.

"Next, I will invite our Mr. Fu Hanchuan to speak on stage!" Seeing Madam Pang swiped her arm to the right, Su Xiang looked over her arm, and the whole figure was sitting there in a daze as if he had been tapped. It was all applause, but Su Xiang's mind was blank.

Is it Fu Fu Hanchuan?

Her gaze moved with the direction of the man's movement, and she kept watching him walk onto the stage, placing the microphone with her big hand at a suitable height. He glanced at the audience, that kind of natural king demeanor made people unable to look away, all eyes were on him alone.

In the ear, the man's deep and magnetic voice is amplified through the microphone and transmitted to everyone's ears.

"Last year, I participated in the Furui Charity Gala initiated by Mrs. Pang. There, I saw people from all walks of life's efforts and selfless help for charity, and I also saw those who were once weak and became self-confident and self-strengthened."

Fu Hanchuan's speech was not fast or slow, and his intonation was clear. Everyone present could hear him. The reporter's flashing light kept recording this moment.

"I was there and heard a story about paper clips"

His gaze fell from the stage and met Su Xiang's in mid-air. Su Xiang's fingers trembled slightly, and the more they pinched them, they tightened, feeling warmth in the bottom of his eyes, and a little bit wanted to cry.

In his speech, he talked about how he raised this charity plan, what was the original intention of the fundraising, in the process, there was support and resistance, and the ground-breaking ceremony of this factory.

Su Xiang heard clearly. In his words, he said what he saw, knew, thought, and acted.

Once, he rejected her so much and hated a woman who brought him shame. He didn't even want to walk side by side with her on the road. He even promised to go abroad for a holiday because he didn't want to be seen, and it was temporary. Let go of her pigeons.

Now, in front of so many people, he said that because of her influence, he thought of building a factory to give those disabled people a chance to get jobs, let them speak with their own ability, give them equal social competitiveness, and give them the same social competitiveness. What is about opportunity is the respect that comes from self-reliance.

"In that person's body, I sincerely believed in a sentence: Gold will shine. No matter what kind of person she is, as long as she doesn't give up on herself, as long as she wants to emit that little light, someone will see it."

Su Xiang's ears buzzed, his throat rolled a few times, and every word he said was clearly remembered in his mind, and it seemed to be messed up and messed up. Fu Hanchuan didn't pay attention to when his speech ended.

Mrs. Pang walked to the stage again, said a few words of thanks, and then said: "Next, it is time for the media to ask questions. If you have any questions, you can start."

When the voice fell, a reporter from a well-known media studio stood up and asked, "Excuse me, Mr. Fu, is the lady you mentioned just now your ex-wife, Mrs. Fu, that is, Miss Su Xiang, the love ambassador of the Disabled People’s Federation?"

What Fu Hanchuan said just now is easily reminiscent of the legendary dumb lady. It is not difficult to guess at all, especially since he did not evade the mention of the "paper clip" remarks that represented Su Xiang.

So far, the words that Su Xiang said at the charity gala are still being quoted by many disabled people and are regarded as inspirational classic quotations.

Fu Hanchuan did not evade this question, and nodded calmly: "Yes."

"Then, Mr. Fu, are you paying tribute to your ex-wife, do you still have to confess?"

The voice fell, and there was a commotion on the scene. The eyes of each group seemed to be electrified and heated, even more heated than before. Su Xiang was seen to be hot all over, wishing to become an ant, and got in through a crack in the ground. At the same time , The heartbeat was beating too fast.

pay tribute?

She had never thought about these two words. She has always received his disgust and look down on her eyes. When has she been respected?

He now nodded and admitted in full view?

Su Xiang can't calm down here in a mess, but the keen reporter is different from him. As soon as Fu Hanchuan nodded and admitted, another reporter stood up and asked: "Mr. Fu, because of Mrs. Zhuoya’s unethical methods, Fu suffered an unprecedented attack, and the impression of Fu in the eyes of the public is also To an unprecedented level."

"Then Mr. Fu, you are holding a press conference at this time to announce the establishment of a factory for the disabled, and here to confess to your ex-wife that it is the public relations measures that Fu has taken to restore the public image and re-establish the company's reputation?"

"In addition, due to the Mrs. Zhuo Ya incident, Mr. Fu's right to speak in Fu's family has dropped rapidly, and the position of the president has changed. Mr. Fu, are you preparing to regain that position?"

The sharp question suddenly reduced the heat of the scene. Compared with the fiery scenes caused by the previous gossip questions, it was nothing short of ice and fire.

As for Su Xiang, her hot mind suddenly calmed down, and she looked at Fu Hanchuan with calm eyes.

He lost Fu's absolute leadership. Compared with an apology statement, this handwriting is undoubtedly the most sincere and the best public relations. Fu's reputation can be preserved and reversed. Then he is in the hearts of those Fu's people, The image will also be reversed.

So, this construction site, this press conference, including her arrival, is another carefully planned use?

Su Xiang looked at Fu Hanchuan, closed his eyes and swallowed his saliva. When he opened his eyes again, his clear eyes looked at the man quietly.

On the stage, Fu Hanchuan glanced at Su Xiang and said, "I just said that I made this plan after the charity party last year. At that time, the incident about Mrs. Zhuoya did not come out. No one knows. And it’s only a few days since the incident happened."

"In these short days, to take this piece of land and go through so many procedures, even Fu Hanchuan could not do it. What I have been doing is to make this plan as soon as possible. When implemented, the factory will be established as soon as possible, so that more people in need can get this benefit."

"Of course, at this point in time, I admit that it will be helpful to Fu. The fact that Fu has come to this day is the result of the efforts of all the employees of Fu. Whether it is commercial value or social value, it is Huge. If Fu continues to be in a downturn, the loss to the company and society will be huge. So I hope that Fu can get out of this period as soon as possible. Therefore, I will do my every responsibility to reduce it. Influence."

"I also hope that through this factory, Mrs. Zhuoya can alleviate some evil, and at the same time get a little help. I have missed a lot because of my blindness before. I hope she can see the sparkle of gold just like me. ."

"As for me, I currently have no other plans. I used to move too fast, but now I can have time to calm down and do things I haven't done before, such as digging for shiny gold."

As he said, he glanced at Su Xiang, and the media in the audience was also amused by his rare humor, and the tension just now eased.

In the corner, Feng Qingyang covered his lips with his fingers, and whispered to Qiao Shen, "When will he speak sweet words?"

Qiao Shen touched his nose, he also felt a little surprised, but is this also a sweet talk?

Feng Qingyang looked at his suspicious eyes, and shook his head helplessly. This person has been with Fu Hanchuan's four-season iceberg all the year round, and he can see where he can get better.

After another period of time, the reporter’s question and answer session was over. Mrs. Pang came over with a red cover letter of appointment. Fu Hanchuan looked at Su Xiang and picked up the letter of offer and said: “In the end, we will hire Miss Su Xiang as a supporter. The consultants of the Rui factory will guide us in the future work of the factory."

Mrs. Pang took over at the right time and said: "Miss Su, please come to the stage to accept the offer."