At twelve:30 in the morning, even in Beijing, the world seemed to have fallen asleep, and the streets seemed very quiet. In the center of the CBD, the group executives had just gotten off work, and a group of senior elites walked out of the office building, talking and laughing. Someone suggested: "It's rare to finish work early today, why don't you go to have some late-night snacks and everyone gathered together. What do you think, Mr. Fu?"

Everyone present is also the level of director and general manager, and can be the boss when they go out. However, Mr. Fu, who is obviously different from other colleagues. He is the prince of the Fu Group. The old chairman has begun to retreat behind the scenes in recent years. Sooner or later, the huge business empire is handed over to the prince. The young Mr. Fu is their immediate boss.

Since I asked Mr. Fu, I naturally wanted to make Mr. Fu express his opinion. Everyone happily agreed, and the bosses in the middle of the crowd looked over.

Mr. Fu is about thirty years old, and the average age of the executives of the Fu Group is 40+, which makes him look young and promising, and his figure is tall and handsome. Among these middle-aged men who have been busy all day long, they are inevitably haggard and embarrassed, they look even more elegant and handsome.

It can be imagined that even if Mr. Fu is not surrounded by others, he is still a spotlight, attracting attention wherever he goes.

However, he probably wanted to let down his subordinates' expectations today. Mr. Fu stopped, looked at his watch, and smiled approachably, "You go and have fun, I'm under my name, but I still have something to do, so I'll go home first."

Several senior executives asked in surprise: "Go home? Always Fu said he would go back to Longquan Bay?"

Longquan Bay is one of the highest-end villa communities in Beijing. Its status is equivalent to Repulse Bay in the Harbor City. It can’t be bought with money alone. If you want to become the owner of Longquan Bay, your status and connections are also indispensable.

Of course, Mr. Fu was born into a wealthy family and said he could buy it at the castle on Kensington Palace Garden Street. It was only a matter of one word to enter Longquan Bay. The group executives were not surprised by this. However, Longquan Bay is on the beautiful Xiangshan Mountain, which is too far from the city center. No matter how rich Mr. Fu has the ability to push the devil, he cannot solve the century-long problem of traffic jams during rush hour in the morning and evening. These senior executives all know that Mr. Fu lives in Guancanghai near the building for most of his time.

Guancanghai is a high-end hotel under the group and has branches all over the world. As the young owner, Mr. Fu has reserved exclusive suites for him. It is said that even the interior decoration is tailor-made for Mr. Fu, so he must enjoy the warmth of the house. The hotel still has 24-hour butler service, and the caring level is not inferior to the nanny at home. I think Mr. Fu lives in a comfortable place.

Think about working overtime until midnight today and having a regular meeting tomorrow morning. Mr. Fu did not go back to the nearby hotel to rest, but instead went to Longquan Bay. Isn’t it a bit unscientific?

Fu Shiyuan smiled with everyone's concern and curiosity-seeking gaze, and said humorously: "There's no way, my wife has issued an ultimatum."

"Haha, understand, then Mr. Fu, hurry up and go home so that his wife won't worry." The executives tried hard to express their feelings of sympathy, but they were in the same heart, but they were both in their hearts - bragging.

They did not believe in the gossip rumors on the Internet that Mr. Fu and his wife were both husband and wife, but made a judgment from the perspective of seeing it as reality.

Six or seven years have passed since Mr. Fu and his wife's world-famous century wedding. At that time, the group was paying attention to the development of the mainland. Mr. Fu frequently fled to major provinces and cities in the mainland. In recent years, he has adjusted his focus and stayed in Beijing for more than half a year every year.

Logically speaking, Mrs. Fu is not busy. During her stay in Beijing, it is normal for Mr. Fu to visit the set from time to time. But in fact, after so many years, they have never seen Mrs. Fu once. Maybe Mrs. Fu is a low-key person and doesn't like to be involved with people in the company, but she doesn't attend the cocktail party in the villa. It's too low-key, right?

Fu's executives will not gossip on the surface, but everyone knows that it is impossible for their "Crown Prince" and "Crown Princess" to act together, and it will never be possible in this life. They respect each other as guests and pretend to be a model couple outside. However, Mr. Xi and his wife next door are inseparable from both commercial activities and private dinners, and they really have the taste of a fairy couple.

But it has nothing to do with them. Since Mr. Fu has made up the reasons seriously, they certainly believe it. While speaking, a black Bentley parked steadily under the steps, and the three behind the license plate were 668. You can tell at a glance that it was their exclusive car of Mr. Fu. The executive who had proposed to play had quick eyes and hands. He stepped forward first and opened the door for Mr. Fu, "Mr. Fu walked slowly."

Fu Shiyuan politely thanked everyone, and said, "See you tomorrow."

He got into the car after saying that.

Assistant Wen, who was in the passenger seat, was stolen from his job, had to pull down the car window to say hello to everyone. He is a personal assistant, to be precise, mainly responsible for the boss's personal life and social aspects. It is different from the work of the senior special assistants around Fu Shiyuan, but in everyone's eyes, they are all "close officials". Assistant Wen doesn't care about the company's affairs. But if we really talk about it, he is only the one who follows Mr. Fu 24 hours a day. Assistant Wen is next to Mr. Fu in Guan Canghai's room. Who else can get such treatment in the entire group?

Assistant Wen greeted everyone, and they also responded enthusiastically, and at the same time, they did not forget to take care of the driver and bodyguard. Mr. Fu was born into a famous Hong Kong city. Due to various reasons such as history and society, the social security of Hong Kong city is not as good as that of the mainland. Kidnapping and extortion cases occur frequently, especially for several world-famous wealthy families such as Xi, Fu, and Ye. The children in their clan are even more mobile targets. For the sake of their wealthy family's wealthy family's life, bodyguards have become a must-have for the children of wealthy families to travel at home. Mr. Fu, as the only one who has been a single-handed person of three generations, can form two volleyball teams with his own bodyguard. It is said that all of them were special forces soldiers, extraordinary skills, and no trace.

However, these two volleyball teams are a bit useless when they arrive in the mainland where public security is strictly controlled, especially in Beijing. Mr. Fu no longer needs to be in a row, and at most two bodyguards when going out, one of them also needs a part-time driver. Those who can stay by his side are naturally the confidants. Therefore, even though they are group executives with seven or eight figures annual salary, they are still very concerned in front of the bodyguard drivers.

But Fu Shiyuan was not in the mood to hear so much about his well-being. He leaned into the seat and ordered: "Let's go."

Da Chen immediately started the car, and Assistant Wen also closed the window obediently. After waiting for the car to drive several meters, he reported softly, "Mr. Fu, I have talked to Lisa. She said there was nothing wrong recently, but my wife lived in Jin Baolai yesterday. After lunch with Mrs. Jian, she suddenly said she wanted to see you. Because it was too sudden, Lisa, who was in the farm, could not catch the plane. This time, my wife came to Beijing alone."

Fu Shiyuan closed his eyes and rested, as if he was unintentionally listening to the report of the assistant, but if he looked carefully, he could see clearly-chopped fingers gently tapping his knees. This was his habit when thinking.

Lisa is his wife's life assistant. Since they got married, Lina has been serving Mrs. Fu. In terms of familiarity and understanding, his husband is indeed not as good as Lina. Therefore, Lina said that there is nothing important and should not be wrong. But she suddenly came to Beijing, so anxious that she couldn't even wait for Lina, who was trusting and dependent. Could it be that it has something to do with her father-in-law and mother-in-law?

Jin Baolai is a high-end community in Harbor City second only to Haitang Bay. He has a villa there, but he has many real estate properties under his name. When his son was born, even his parents gave him such rewards as yacht stocks. The media stared at him. He didn't say anything, so he chose several properties from different cities and transferred them to her name, including Jin Baolai. Because Jin Baolai is in Harbor City and the environment is good, his wife asked his parents to move in.

Therefore, after hearing that their wife suddenly decided to come to Beijing after she had been to Jinbaolai, Fu Shiyuan couldn't help but think of his parents-in-law. However, although his wife's family was not well-off, his father-in-law was an intellectual, and his mother-in-law was even smarter and skilled. He believed that they would not make trouble in front of his wife.

There should be an introduction to this matter. Mr. Fu frowned, and Assistant Wen's heart beat faster and he reminded him nervously: "There is another thing recently. I heard that Mrs. Xi is pregnant with her second child. You know, the people have been comparing her wife and Mrs. Xi, and there are also posts online..."

Such reasons are quite irrelevant, and Assistant Wen himself doesn't believe that their wife, as the young lady of the Fu family, would be stimulated by the outside news gossip and behave abnormally - no matter how she arranges it outside, her wife is rich and has a lot of shares, third generation singles, no, the young master who passed on the fourth generation singles is her biological child, she is completely firmly sitting in Diaoyutai, does she still have to worry about the rumors outside?

Assistant Wen said, carefully observing the boss's expression, afraid that his irresponsible guess would arouse the boss' dissatisfaction. Unfortunately, Mr. Fu had no expression on his face and did not even break away. He could not see whether he was satisfied or dissatisfied.

Fu Shiyuan was actually analyzing that although the reason given by the assistant was absurd, it was not impossible. His wife would never come to Beijing to catch him? However, the word "second child" reminded him of his parents, including his father-in-law and mother-in-law, had more than once indirectly, and advised them to have two more extras while they were young. The reason was nothing more than that their family could afford to raise their sons, and that there would be someone to help manage the family business in the future.

So she saw that people who were two years later than they got married were "from behind" and could not sit still?

Thinking of this, Fu Shiyuan couldn't help but pinch his eyebrows with a headache. He couldn't even take care of a child. He hadn't gone to school to pick up his son after school for two months and had no time to accompany him on vacation. Where did he get the conditions?

***

The car slowly drove into the Longquan Bay villa. It was already 1:30 in the morning. Fu Shiyuan did not want to disturb the people at home and asked the assistant and the driver to return to the hotel. He opened the door and entered the room alone, but he did not expect that the hall was brightly lit, the servants ran up and down, and the fragrance was still floating in the kitchen.

In the mainland, Fu Shiyuan has not felt such "lifestyle" for a long time. He was stunned at the door. Aunt Wang, who was still in the kitchen, heard the movement and poked his head out to greet him. He explained the current situation in a few words: "Mr. Fu, you are back, do you want to have some midnight snack? My wife was awakened by a nightmare in the middle of the night. Let us make some soup to calm the mind..."

While talking, Sister Zhang came down from the upstairs again, "Aunt Wang, my wife said she wanted to eat sweets, egg tart cakes, etc., you know how to make it-oh, Mr. Fu is back?"

Fu Shiyuan nodded and smiled, "How is Madam?"

Sister Zhang and the others have been "neglected" in the empty villa for a long time, and it is rare to welcome the hostess home. They all want to show off. One said that the wife was shocked in the middle of the night, but now they are a little depressed. Fortunately, Mr. Fu came back in time; the other said that the wife was in a bad spirit and needed the company of her husband; Aunt Wang said in a little embarrassedly: "I can make the small cake that the wife wants to eat, but it takes too long, and it is too late now..."

Fu Shiyuan said, "Then I will do it for her tomorrow."

After saying that, she went up to the second floor surrounded by the servants of the villa, and recalled the last time his wife came to Longquan Bay to stay. It was two years ago, and the group held the annual meeting in Beijing for the first time. She had to accompany him to attend. That time she stayed in Longquan Bay for one night. However, as the hostess, she was a little embarrassed with servants such as Sister Zhang and Aunt Wang, as if she treated herself as a guest. Seeing that she was uncomfortable, he simply accompanied her to Guan Canghai. She was much more comfortable when staying in the hotel. So, he thought she would go to the hotel this time, but he didn't expect to come here directly and even sent the entire villa to make people around, which was quite a bit of the hostess' majesty.

Thinking about it, the man had already arrived at the master bedroom on the second floor. The lights were on in the room and the door was closed. Fu Shiyuan knocked on it twice casually, then pushed open the door, looking at the woman sitting on the bed with a soft face: "I heard you have a nightmare, is it important?"
Chapter completed!