Sweet spoiled wife: Mr. Fu spoiled his wife too much

Fu Chengze always held a trace of luck in his heart. Since both uncle and aunt could die unexpectedly, their son Fu Wenyao might also encounter an accident.

Opportunities are reserved for those who are prepared. He must study hard, and when he takes over the position of President Fu, he must impress grandma!
He finally waited for this opportunity, although the time was later than he expected, so what, at this moment, he is the president of Fu Corporation.

Fu Wenyao's calamity should be far away from the Fu family and the Fu family!

"Knock knock knock."

When there was a knock on the door, Fu Chengze withdrew his thoughts from his memory, continued to look through the new product report in his hand, and said coldly: "Come in."

Lint pushed the door open and walked in hastily to the desk.

"President, suddenly a large number of consumers on the Internet broke the news that our new product has violated user privacy, and there are even a lot of screenshots. Now it has become a hot search."

Fu Chengze closed the document with a "snap", and looked coldly at Special Assistant Lin with raised eyes.

"What does the public relations department do? It's on the hot search and you don't spend money to buy the hot search. Wait for me to do it?!"

Faced with Fu Chengze's expected anger, Lin Tezhu shook his body, and said with a serious look: "The director of the public relations department is not here, and there is no order, so the people below dare not move."

"The director is not here? Where is he going when he is not at work!"

Fu Chengze was furious, and he couldn't restrain himself from shouting: "I don't know how to call if someone is not here? The director is not here, where is the deputy director? Tell the leaders of the public relations department, if the public opinion cannot be suppressed, they will all pack up and leave! At such a sensitive time , don’t send people to watch the news on the Internet, what are you doing?”

"Does the company pay them wages so that they can retire?! Let all the people in the public relations department move for me, the company is not doing charity!"

Assistant Lin was reprimanded like a quail, and tremblingly said: "Okay, okay, President."

Seeing him like this, Fu Chengze recalled the clean and neat Tao Yan he had seen a few times before, and he didn't change his face before Mount Tai collapsed. He felt inexplicably that he couldn't even compare to Fu Wenyao as an assistant, and the fire in his heart became more and more intense.

"There is also the legal department, let them draw up a lawyer's letter and hang it on the official website and the media. In addition, notify the people in the product department and technology department to have a meeting in half an hour."

After saying that, seeing that Assistant Lin was still standing still, Fu Chengze was so angry that he grabbed something at hand and threw it at him.

"What are you still doing here? Get out!"

Seeing a dark object falling towards him, Lin Tezhu instinctively dodged to the side, and the object slammed straight towards the door.

As soon as Yu Rong opened the door, she turned sideways to let the old lady go in, when she saw a dark object coming straight towards her, she subconsciously stretched out her arms to block the old lady.

"Ah! Be careful, old lady!"

The thing rubbed against the back of Yurong's hand and fell to the ground, immediately torn apart with a loud noise.

Fu Chengze looked impatiently at the source of the sound, and when he saw Mrs. Fu, he got up in a panic to meet her.

"Grandma, why are you here?"

When Fu Chengze saw the wound on the back of Yurong's hand, he was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

Old Madam Fu didn't even look at him, she pulled Yu Rong's arm and saw a small cut on the back of her hand, her shrewd eyes suddenly turned cold.

Sensing the anger around the old lady, Yurong withdrew her hand indifferently, and looked at the old lady worriedly.

"It's okay, it will be fine soon. Old lady, you were not scared just now, were you?"

Hearing this sentence just as Fu Chengze came over, he shot at the bitter-faced Assistant Lin, and supported Mrs. Fu worriedly.

"Grandma, hurry up and sit on the sofa, I'll make you some tea to calm you down."

Mrs. Fu glanced lightly at the word "President" on the broken nameplate on the ground, and let Fu Chengze help her walk in with a cold face.

Seeing the wound on the back of Yurong's hand, Special Assistant Lin hurriedly took out alcohol swabs and band-aids from the office, and hurriedly knocked on the door of the CEO's office.

Fu Chengze was boiling water, glanced at the old lady, and said lightly: "Come in."

Assistant Lin quickly walked to the sofa, and tremblingly handed the things in his hand to Yurong.

"You bandage it first."

Mrs. Fu gave him an appreciative glance, with a faint smile on her face.

"Thank you, let's go down first, Chengze and I have something to discuss, don't let anyone come to the president's office for now."

"Ok."

Assistant Lin Te withdrew carefully, closed the door of the president's office gently, and breathed a long sigh of relief.

In the office, Yu Rong was treating the wound in silence, and Mrs. Fu didn't speak for a while.

Fu Chengze wanted to say something, he raised his eyes to meet Mrs. Fu's cold face, swallowed the words when he reached his mouth, and stared down at the kettle.

After the water boiled, Fu Chengze made tea carefully, and held the teacup in both hands and handed it to Mrs. Fu respectfully.

"Grandma, please drink tea."

Mrs. Fu didn't speak as if she didn't hear what he said.

Without Mrs. Fu's permission, Fu Chengze didn't dare to put down his teacup, so he could only hold it with a bitter face.

The water in the teacup was freshly boiled water, and the hot temperature was transmitted to the fingertips through the teacup, and the fingertips were quickly turned red. Fu Chengze gritted his teeth, holding the teacup tightly, not daring to make a sound.

His hand seemed to be holding a red hot iron, and every cell in his body was clamoring for him to throw away the teacup in his hand.

Fu Chengze has never felt the time is so long like this moment.

But he made a mistake first, luckily Yurong blocked it and didn't hit Mrs. Fu, otherwise, let alone toasting tea, I'm afraid he would lose his position as president before he sat down.

The more Fu Chengze thought about it, the more panicked he became, the back of his shirt was drenched in cold sweat.

He gritted his teeth tightly and sincerely admitted his mistake, "Grandma, I'm sorry, I was wrong just now."

After a long while, Mrs. Fu's old and majestic voice came from above her head.

"let it go."

Fu Chengze moved his stiff arms, carefully placed the teacup in front of Mrs. Fu, and said, "Grandma, drink it."

"How are you going to deal with the new product?"

Fu Chengze froze suddenly, and quickly said: "I have notified the public relations department to suppress the unfavorable public opinion first, and asked the legal department to draw up a lawyer's letter. Our new products must be fine. I suspect that this is our A premeditated attack by a competitor against us."

After finishing speaking, seeing Mrs. Fu's silence, Fu Chengze swallowed nervously, afraid that Mrs. Fu would be dissatisfied, and said: "We will hold a meeting with the technical department of the product department later, and we must tell you that we have not violated the user's privacy. evidence of."

Fu Chengze racked his brains and said all the solutions he could think of. While speaking, he looked at Mrs. Fu's face, fearing that if he said something wrong, he would lose his position as president.