From abandoned baby to CEO

This fall was really hard. Cheng Fugui fell on his back. His wig didn't fall off, but he felt a sharp pain in his waist.

The pain was like an awl being inserted into his flesh and drilling deeper. It made him grimace in pain, it made him question his life, and it made him unable to utter a word for a long time.

"Chairman...are you...are you okay?"

The driver hurried forward, bent down, held Cheng Fugui's shoulder with one hand, and reached out to his waist with the other hand, trying to lift him up from the ground with a sudden effort.

The next second, Cheng Fugui's heart-wrenching pig cry could be heard...

“Ah, ah, ah! My waist… my waist… it hurts… it hurts so much… are you fucking blind… are you going to kill me…”

Cheng Fugui knocked away the driver's hand on his waist. He covered his waist with his hands, his face pale and sweating.

Cheng Fugui's howl scared the driver.

Looking at such a large piece of meat lying straight on the ground, he was at a loss for a moment, and his mind was in a mess.

"Chairman, I'll... I'll go get someone to help..."

Cheng Fugui closed his eyes slightly, opened his mouth, and breathed heavily.

He felt like he either had a stitch in the side or a broken waist. Even when he breathed, his waist ached slightly.

When the driver saw Cheng Fugui’s frighteningly pale face, he was completely panicked.

He quickly stood up, turned around and walked out the door.

Suddenly, he felt something soft beneath his feet, and vaguely felt like he had stepped on something...

As he lowered his head, his expression suddenly changed.

He actually stepped on Cheng Fugui's hand and quickly raised his foot.

"Ahhh... my hand... fuck..."

Cheng Fugui shook his hands vigorously and cursed in anger!

The driver then realized that he was too nervous and was only focused on walking out the door, and did not notice Cheng Fugui's arm suddenly stretched out under his feet.

Cheng Fugui's palms were big and thick, so the kick he just gave had a solid impact.

The driver was so frightened that even his apology was trembling:

"I'm sorry... Chairman... I... I really didn't mean it..."

Cheng Fugui was disheartened. At this moment, if he could get up, he would definitely slap the driver hard a few times and then kick him out.

He slowly raised his arms and waved them weakly. He wanted to yell, but the condition of his waist didn't allow him to do so. He could only weakly squeeze out a few words:

"Idiot! Go to hell!"

The driver was so scared that he pissed his pants and ran out of the office.

Soon, seven or eight people followed him into the office.

After calling the emergency number, he began to direct everyone to move Cheng Fugui, who was lying on the ground and unable to move, to the sofa.

At this time, everyone present wanted to show their courtesy to Cheng Fugui.

For them, this is a great opportunity to perform.

So, those who were going to raise their legs raised their legs, and those who were going to raise their shoulders raised their shoulders.

A woman watched for a long time but couldn't help. She was so anxious that she was running around in circles. Just when she wanted to hold Cheng Fugui's waist, the driver shouted in time to stop her stupid behavior:

"Don't touch the chairman's waist! The chairman's waist is injured."

The woman immediately retracted her hand, took a quick glance, and found that the only place she could insert her hand was her head.

Seeing that everyone was busy, she didn't want to miss this opportunity.

She thought about it and carefully protected the chairman's head so that it wouldn't get bumped during the transfer...

She ran over quickly, put her hands under Cheng Fugui's neck, and carefully supported Cheng Fugui's big head.

While moving to the sofa, the woman lost her balance and her hand slipped and touched Cheng Fugui's wig.

The wig then fell off, sliding down his forehead to his face, covering Cheng Fugui's face tightly.

"Xiao Liu, what are you doing? Can't you be more sensible? You're only making things worse!"

The driver scolded angrily.

The woman was exposed with a large Mediterranean head, which made her both frightened and embarrassed.

She quickly picked up the wig covering Cheng Fugui's face and put it back on his head. She also carefully tidied up the few strands of hair that had fallen on Cheng Fugui's forehead...

The moment Cheng Fugui's wig fell off his face, several people almost burst out laughing. The scene was really funny.

But they didn't dare to laugh out loud, so they could only hold it back, and their faces turned red.

"Poor!"

Suddenly a fart sounded from the crowd.

The sound was loud and drawn out, instantly breaking the tense atmosphere in the office.

"Pfft!"

Hearing the sudden fart sound, the people who were trying hard to hold back their laughter finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing one after another.

"Be serious, everyone! Look at you all, what are you talking about?"

The driver had a stern face and acted like a leader.

Everyone quickly stopped laughing, put on a serious face, and gritted their teeth to hold back their laughter.

Fortunately, everyone helped and quickly lifted Cheng Fugui onto the sofa, and then they quickly ran away. Otherwise, they would have suffered internal injuries.

Cheng Fugui lay steadily on the sofa, the murderous light in his eyes gradually rising at a speed visible to the naked eye...

Everyone had left, leaving only the driver standing beside him, looking bewildered...

He knew that the scene of the wig falling off his face had once again humiliated the chairman, and moreover, it happened in front of so many people in the company.

He bears a great responsibility for this matter because he was the one directing the operation on the scene.

"Chairman, please take a break... The emergency personnel will be here soon..."

Seeing Fugui staring at him, the driver comforted him guiltily.

Cheng Fugui's face was gloomy. He waved to the driver, indicating that he had something to say.

The driver immediately leaned over and asked with concern, "Chairman, do you have any other instructions?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Cheng Fugui raised his arm and slapped him in the face:

"Get out...get out right now!"

Because he slapped her too hard, Cheng Fugui felt a series of sharp pains in his waist after the slap, and he rolled his eyes in pain.

The driver covered his burning face, not daring to move or approach Cheng Fugui.

If he leaves, he will definitely lose his job.

He didn't dare to get closer, for fear that Cheng Fugui would slap him in the face again.

He just stood there with his face covered, his eyes filled with fear and grievance, staring at Cheng Fugui eagerly, so scared that he dared not breathe.

Fortunately, the emergency personnel arrived quickly and Cheng Fugui was rushed to the hospital.

After checking, Cheng Fugui's luck was not very good this time.

The soft tissue of the waist is damaged and the lumbar facet joints are severely dislocated.

Cheng Fugui, lying on the hospital bed, closed his eyes in despair after listening to the doctor's description of his condition.

Just then, the cell phone placed beside him rang.

The driver picked up his phone, glanced at the number, and said weakly:

"Chairman, Vice Mayor Wang called..."