After rebirth, I became a drug addict of the paranoid boss

Fu's Villa.

"Gao Yue,"

Looking at the thin man in front of him, Fu Qiming frowned.

"Is there still no movement at the old man's place?"

"Our men are watching,"

Gao Yue looked at Fu Qiming and shook his head.

"No."

"Ah,"

Fu Qiming sneered, his eyes somewhat similar to Mr. Fu's were cold.

"Is this disregarding the life and death of his own son?"

Gao Yue and the others lowered their heads, not daring to answer.

I wondered whether my husband would delay the plan or continue.

From the bottom of their hearts, they prefer the former.

Because they were about to deal with the fear of that person, they were very uneasy, and it could even be said to be frightened.

After a long silence, Fu Qiming spoke again.

"Keep fighting and make the situation more serious."

He didn't want to wait any longer.

"……yes,"

Gao Yue didn't dare to say anything, and immediately took orders to retreat.

Fu Qiming looked at the collected internal information of the Fu Group in front of him, his eyes darkened.

The dense tea mist in front of him concealed his gloomy expression.

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Fu's old house.

"Master,"

Uncle Yang walked into the study with a grim expression, and nodded at the old man who was playing chess.

"Mr.'s phone is calling again."

He paused before continuing.

"It is said that the situation is more serious."

The gentleman obviously didn't understand the old man's meaning and warning.

Or maybe they understand and don’t want to turn back, that’s all.

Mr. Fu's chess hand paused for a moment, then slowly dropped.

"This is the second time,"

He twisted a chess piece again.

"There are only three things, and there is one last chance."

The old voice has an indescribably deep and vicissitudes.

Uncle Yang instantly understood what the old man meant and nodded.

"Yes."

In his heart, he only hoped that the husband could seize the last chance and stop in time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

However, to everyone's disappointment, Fu Qiming's third call came not long after.

This time, Mr. Fu didn't say anything.

He put the last chess piece in his hand on the lore, and then slowly got up from the seat.

"Prepare the car and go to the outskirts of the city."

He wants to see how his good son treats him.

Uncle Yang knew that the old man had made up his mind and would never change it. It was useless to persuade him, so he decided not to stop it.

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Yang Yi received the news and drove over quickly.

He stopped the car of Mr. Fu and Uncle Yang.

"Master, you can't go."

After Yang Yi finished speaking, he immediately added.

"Boss Fu has a way to deal with it, so you don't have to take risks."

"Tingchen's method belongs to Tingchen, I don't agree with it,"

Mr. Fu looked at Yang Yi with a calm face, but his tone was unremarkable,

"This trip, I must go."

After all, he was Tingchen's biological father, so it would be unavoidable to be criticized if he made a sudden move.

Ting Chen didn't care, but he couldn't bear it.

If it was because he shot Fu Qiming again, it would be different.

His trip this time was to give Ting Chen a legitimate reason.

Yang Yi fell in love with Mr. Fu's eyes instantly.

He also took into account the orders of his boss, and dared not just give way.

Yang Yi frowned and looked at his father, the meaning was obvious.

——Why don't you help me stop it?

Uncle Yang narrowed his eyes.

Why should I help?

Also, is this how you treat your dad?

Yang Yi received his father's cold and stern eyes, his breath was stagnant, and his face showed bitterness.

Well, I can't afford to mess with one.