High-priced cook: Good morning, Mrs. Fu

Su Tian stood on the other side of the corridor, looked at Fu Mingyuan who was sitting silently on the bench, and pursed her lips in distress.

It happened so suddenly that everyone was caught off guard.

She stepped forward and patted Fu Mingyuan's shoulder comfortingly, and sat beside Fu Mingyuan.

"It's okay." Su Tian reached out and hugged Fu Mingyuan in her arms.

As if comforting Su Ming and Su Xin, he gently patted Fu Mingyuan on the back.

Even though the old man didn't want to see her before his death, Su Tian never thought about the consequences.

After all, the old man had a strong body before, so no one would think about it.

The man was buried in Su Tian's neck, so quiet and scary.

He didn't say anything, just stayed like this.

Su Tian said softly: "It's not your fault, you don't need to hide everything in your heart. The old man is over there, I believe he doesn't want to see you like this."

Fu Mingyuan's breathing was much heavier, and his jaw was slightly tensed.

Su Tian could clearly feel tears dripping on her neck, which instantly scalded her heart.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, but she breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good to cry, it's better to cry than to hold it in.

After a long time, Fu Mingyuan moved his stiff body and sat up straight.

His mood gradually calmed down, and he also returned to his previous indifference.

Seeing Su Tian's concern, Fu Mingyuan said warmly, "I'm fine."

"You don't look like you're okay."

Su Tian raised her eyebrows pretending to be relaxed, and rubbed her arm inadvertently.

In order not to alarm Fu Mingyuan just now, she maintained the same posture until now, her arms were inevitably a little numb.

Fu Mingyuan noticed Su Tian's movements, and fondled her hair.

"Let's...let's go back first." Su Tian tentatively said cautiously.

Being in the hospital would only increase Fu Mingyuan's sadness.

Fu Mingyuan didn't say much, stood up and nodded.

In the car, Su Tian remembered that Su Xin and Su Ming didn't know about this matter yet, so she was a little hesitant.

The old man is at least their grandfather, should we tell them about this...

Fu Mingyuan looked at the tangled Su Tian from the rearview mirror, and said softly, "Help it first."

After all, they are still children, so there is no need for them to bear this kind of thing.

Su Tian raised her head and looked at Fu Mingyuan in surprise, only to realize later that Fu Mingyuan knew what she was thinking.

But now that Fu Mingyuan has given the answer, the stone in Su Tian's heart has been removed a lot.

In the villa, Su Xin and Su Ming were sleeping, and the house was extremely quiet.

Su Tian looked at the back of Fu Mingyuan going upstairs as soon as he came back, and frowned helplessly.

She walked to Su Ming's room. She wanted to ask something, but when she noticed that Su Xin was there, she silently kept the question in her heart.

As if telepathic, Su Tian just sat down on the chair beside the bed when Su Ming opened his eyes in a daze.

He rubbed his eyes, trying to wake himself up, "Mom, what happened?"

"It's okay, I just feel that I haven't seen you for a long time, and it's a bit unsatisfactory."

Su Tian remembered that the two of them didn't know about the old man's death, so she changed the subject with a smile.

After Fu Mingyuan went upstairs, he locked himself in the study, sat on the office chair and lost his mind.

This matter is very strange, as if there are hands behind it to promote the development of the matter.

A figure suddenly appeared in his mind, and Fu Mingyuan narrowed his dangerous eagle eyes.

As soon as the old man passed away, Tong Yue disappeared immediately, which was too coincidental.

Think about it carefully, every time the old man loses his temper, there will be Tong Yue by his side.

Why did the old man lose his temper more and more frequently after Tong Yue appeared?It feels more like I can't control it...

The disconnected line was slowly connected, and Fu Mingyuan clenched his hand on the desk.

He was still too careless.

Forging a fake identity is completely easy for a powerful person.

When I first met Tong Yue, I didn't think much about it, and I didn't ask much about the identity that was so easily found out...

Fu Mingyuan coldly called his assistant and asked him to investigate Tong Yue's identity and whereabouts again.

His voice was too serious and cold, and by the time the assistant realized it, the phone had already hung up.

Confused, he looked around at the people who were leaving get off work one after another, and the assistant scratched his head in doubt.

Thinking of the news of the old man's death, he frowned a little.

There was an ominous premonition in my heart, and before I had time to think about it, the assistant hurried back to the company.

Maybe this matter has something to do with Tong Yue.

He was the one who investigated the matter about Tong Yue at the beginning, and if there was something wrong with Tong Yue, he would not be able to escape the blame.

In the auction house, the atmosphere has become quite strange since Fu Mingyuan left.

Fu Chen, who was destined to win the land, suddenly stopped his offensive and looked towards the door frequently.

After a while, Li Ke came back from the outside with a serious face.

He sat down next to Fu Chen, "The old man passed away."

Fu Chen's original casual attitude paused, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

No wonder Fu Mingyuan left in such a hurry.

He thoughtfully touched the price tag at his hand, looked at the back of Song Zexi's head and raised his eyebrows.

The host on the stage was still enlivening the atmosphere, "Mr. Lin is bidding 5000 million now, is there anyone else who wants to give it a try? This land is a treasure land of geomantic omen..."

The host looked at Fu Chen several times intentionally or unintentionally, seeing that he didn't intend to move, and felt a little regretful.

Originally, he thought that the price of this land could be raised by Fu Chen and sold for a good price.

The person called Young Master Lin smiled triumphantly, looked in Fu Chen's direction, met Fu Chen's smiling eyes, and the corners of his mouth froze.

"Mr. Song! Mr. Song offered a high price of 6000 million. Is there anyone else who wants to bid?" The host excitedly tapped it with a hammer.

Song Zexi sat on the seat and raised his hand, holding a sign with the number six.

He didn't put down the sign until he heard the host's voice.

Sensing that someone was looking at him, Song Zexi looked in Fu Chen's direction in response.

The latter nodded slightly at Song Zexi as a greeting.

After the auction was over, the land ended up in Song Zexi's pocket.

The people around gradually dispersed, but Song Zexi sat there without moving,
In fact, if Fu Chen wanted that piece of land, he could take it from him.

He believed that Fu Chen had the ability and financial resources, but at the last moment, Fu Chen gave up.

Seeing Fu Chen and Li Ke walking towards him from afar, the corners of Song Zexi's mouth twitched.

"Didn't you really want this piece of land at first?" Song Zexi stood up and punched the two of them.

Li Ke clearly stretched out his fist and punched Song Zexi's fist, "Didn't you make a move, you already made a move, why should we join in the fun?"

Fu Chen nodded, agreeing with what Li Ke said.

What's more, he came here this time because of Fu Mingyuan. Now that the protagonist is gone, what's the use of fighting for him?

Moreover, he heard that Song Zexi would return to China for development in a few days, and he would keep this land as well, so he might as well give it to Song Zexi as a favor.

Fu Chen's downcast eyes flashed a bright light, and when he raised his head, he returned to his usual gentle look.

Song Zexi and the two walked towards the outside of the auction side by side, and suddenly patted Fu Chen on the shoulder.

"Thank you."

"Thank you? We're all brothers." Fu Chen shook his head and put his hand on the back of Song Zexi's.

This favor has already been given, and several people are tacitly aware of it.

Song Zexi had been in the business world for a while anyway, and he didn't understand this simple truth.

If you take a favor, you have to pay it back.

Rick had already arranged a restaurant, and the three of them sat in the restaurant with different thoughts.

Fu Chen asked the waiter to open a bottle of wine and poured Song Zexi half a glass.

Song Zexi wanted to refuse, but when he thought of something, he suppressed the resistance in his heart.

He will return to China in a few days, and he will actually have to deal with everything here after he returns.

But Song Tiansheng said that there is no reason to refuse others on any occasion.

That's how you have to be in this business, quietly turning your enemies into your friends, and turning your friends into a source of benefits.

Fu Chen looked at Song Zexi distractedly, and touched the wine glass in his hand against Song Zexi's cup, making a crisp sound.

"Don't be dazed, the three of us brothers won't return today if we're not drunk."

Rick nodded with a smile, and drank a glass first.

After recovering, Song Zexi twitched the corners of his mouth, and said in approval, "It's a rare meeting, of course we have to have a good drink."

They chatted without saying a word, testing each other's affairs.

Song Zexi could tell that Li Ke and Fu Chen were already in the same boat, after all, they had been very close since college.

A person like Fu Chen is best at hiding a knife in a smile, so he is not suitable to be an enemy.

The last three of them were at most half drunk and dispersed.

Song Zexi sat in the assistant's car and opened the window.

The cold wind blew, which made his drowsy thoughts clear up a lot.

The assistant glanced at Song Zexi through the rearview mirror, feeling a little uneasy.

Jiang is naturally old and spicy, but Song Zexi is no worse than Song's father now.

"President Song, the old chairman asked me to remind you, don't forget what you should do in a few days."

"understood."

Song Zexi leaned on the seat, her brows and eyes were light.

He glanced at the assistant indifferently, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Although he didn't drink much wine, his head was still unavoidably a little dizzy.

Even so, Song Zexi could still clearly remember the long story Song Tiansheng told him a few days ago.

In the story, their family and the Fu family can be regarded as family friends.

When Song Tiansheng was young, he and Mr. Fu were brothers who worked hard together.

The two of them are not brothers, but they are better than brothers.

No matter what Mr. Fu did, he would bring Song Tiansheng with him, and he took good care of Song Tiansheng.

For Song Tiansheng, this was something to be very grateful for.

But all this peace was broken when he brought a woman back.

That woman is Song Zexi's mother, Yi Xue.

"I met her on the road. Seeing how pitiful she was, I brought her back." Song Tiansheng hid Yi Xue behind him, and looked at Mr. Fu anxiously.

"You know our rules."

Mr. Fu obviously doesn't like Yi Xue very much, and thinks that she will only become Song's father's bondage.

That was also the first time Song Tiansheng talked back to Mr. Fu, and he recognized the fact that rules are dead and people are alive.

The final result was indeed as Mr. Fu said, Song Fu fell in love with Yi Xue, as if it was predestined.

In the underworld, if there is a weakness, it is undoubtedly sentenced to death.