Returning with cubs, ex-husband begged for reunion

Fu Chenmo acted resolutely, coming and going like the wind.

After he left, Su Wanqing walked to Mu Chen's side, and asked tentatively, "What were you two talking about just now?"

She felt that the question was too straightforward, and the meaning of probing was too obvious, and then added, "I think you two had a good chat."

Although Mu Chen was often humiliated by Fu Chenmo, his EQ was not low, so naturally he would not reveal that Fu Chenmo asked Sheng Nanzhi about it.

Although Fu Chenmo didn't ask Sheng Nanzhi anything explicitly, but after being friends for so many years, Mu Chen naturally knew what Fu Chenmo meant.

"How can you tell that we have a good chat? That guy says that I talk a lot of nonsense every day, but he talks less. Can I not talk more? There is always a disadvantage among friends. What's wrong with me?"

Su Wanqing rolled her eyes, "You do talk a lot of nonsense."

Fu Chenmo, who had just gotten into the car, rubbed his brows wearily.

During this period of time, Lao Zhou was worried about Fu Chenmo, so he acted as his driver every time. Seeing Fu Chenmo's tired face from the rearview mirror, he couldn't bear to ask worriedly: "Boss Fu, what did you do yesterday?" I only finished working in the middle of the night, and I came here to attend Mrs. Mu's birthday party this morning, is the schedule too full? In fact, there are some things that you don't need to be so concerned about. "

He was afraid that Fu Chenmo would be too tired to bear it. Originally, he had a bad cold for a week last time, and he didn't want to take medicine or eat. He lived like a fairy.

Lao Zhou was really afraid that something would happen to Fu Chenmo.

"How about taking you back to No. [-] Courtyard now?"

Fu Chenmo refused without thinking: "No, send me to the group, and I still have work to do."

Lao Zhou sighed helplessly, so he could only re-plan the route and go to Fu's Group.

No matter how much he said, Lao Zhou didn't dare to persuade him anymore. Maybe everyone has different ways of resolving their heartaches, but Fu Chenmo's way is to work hard, regardless of whether his body can bear it or not.

However, it was better than shutting myself up in the bedroom for a week, getting seriously ill, and being so thin that I could hardly recognize him as I did some time ago.

As soon as he arrived at Fu's Group, Lao Zhou received news that the new real estate project under Fu's was about to start construction. The people from the project team found several designers and wanted Fu Chenmo to choose them.

The name is to pick and choose, but no one wants to blame them for what happened, now let Fu Chenmo pick it, at least if there is any problem in the design, it is also Fu Chenmo's pick, blame it Do not come over their heads.

Lao Zhou gave the people in the project team a hard time, "Don't you know how many industries under the Fu family? If Mr. Fu has to worry about this matter, will Mr. Fu still have to live?"

In the VIP elevator leading to the president's office, Fu Chenmo glanced at Lao Zhou, and said calmly, "After I'm done with the work at hand, I'll go to the project team and ask the project team to notify the designer to wait for me." .”

Lao Zhou took a deep breath, "Boss Fu, this is not your job at all, it is something their project team should worry about. You already have enough things in your hands!"

The elevator door opened, and Fu Chenmo walked out on his own, "As long as it can make Fu's money, it's all my business."

Look, what he said was that there was no problem at all, and Lao Zhou couldn't refute it, so he could only inform the people on the project team.

Fu Chenmo quickly finished the work at hand, and then planned to go to the project team.

Lao Zhou asked, "What about dinner? Mr. Fu, it's already 05:30."

Fu Chenmo walked into his own elevator with a blank expression, and Lao Zhou followed closely behind him, still waiting for his answer.

After a long while, Fu Chenmo said calmly, "I'm not hungry, I won't eat."

"You said this at noon, how can you not be hungry? If this continues, your stomach will get sick."

Before getting off the elevator, Fu Chenmo paused, then looked back at Lao Zhou, "You've been talking too much recently, and I don't like talking too much, if you can't change it, then I'll ask the Human Resources Department to change me to another person." assistant."

Lao Zhou bit his lip and dared not speak.

Well, it was a mistake to care about him. Although he knew that Fu Chenmo had a sharp mouth and a tofu heart, Lao Zhou still felt aggrieved.

Then I saw a middle-aged man, pouted, following Fu Chenmo in a desperate manner, helped him open the rear door, and ran to the driver's seat in desperation.