Quick Wear: The Crazy Boss Only Loves the Cold Host

Shengyu Tower is not welcoming guests today and the heavy wooden door is closed.

But they couldn't stop Fu Chiyan's people.

Because Nakata's men were also in Rucheng, the commotion he caused this time was not big, but it was enough to make the people in Shengyu Tower panic.

"What brought Master Fu here again?"

Mu Qiu was called out from the backyard, and his expression showed surprise. Fu Chiyan casually sat on a chair placed on the audience stand.

"Mr. Mu, let's be frank today."

"There are no secrets between us."

"Really?" Fu Chiyan pulled out a knife from the sheath at his waist and played with it in his hand.

"Mr. Mu, I'm really curious about what Jiang Qing did in Shengyu Tower. Can you tell me?"

"Mu doesn't understand what Master Fu is saying."

"Then don't blame me for being rude, Mr. Mu."

As soon as he finished speaking, the soldiers waiting outside the door swarmed in and stood in unison in the theater, which was a spectacular sight.

Mu Qiu's face turned pale instantly, "What is Mr. Fu going to do?"

"Let's check it out. Shengyulou is upright and has nothing to fear. Can't it withstand my investigation?"

Fu Chiyan smiled, and at that moment he looked a bit like Jiang Qing, his smile was pure and innocent.

Such a smile revealed only one signal to Mu Qiu, which was fear.

At this moment, Yang Chunhao gently put his arm around Mu Qiu's shoulders from behind, giving him some support.

"Mr. Fu, Shengyu Tower is so small, there's nothing to investigate."

He has now fully recovered, and his upright posture looks even more outstanding in his training suit.

He was as tall as Fu Chiyan, so he could look at him at eye level.

There was no emotion in Yang Chunhao's eyes. Only Mu Qiu knew how strong the force he used to hold her was.

Fu Chiyan was too lazy to pay attention to them. He waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to move. A small, well-trained team was responsible for an area.

Mu Qiu and the others couldn't stop him. The entire Rucheng belonged to Fu Chiyan. What could they use to stop him?

Fortunately, after returning from Fu's house that day, Lob followed Jiang Qing's instructions and resettled most of the refugees, leaving behind some who could not leave for the time being.

Fu Chiyan suddenly stood up and walked to the backyard by himself, and Yue Ze followed behind him.

His picturesque eyes and eyebrows carefully measured every inch of the place. Jiang Qing didn't want him to come in, so there must be a reason for that.

Suddenly, he discovered something and walked forward. It was a dead end framed by wooden boards.

Mu Qiuxin, who was following behind, felt nervous instantly. That was the place where Lian Zhong had hidden before, and now there was also a person living there who was injured by a stray bullet.

Fu Chiyan stretched out his hand and pressed the wooden board hard. It was not pushed away. He did not ask Mu Qiu and Yang Chun who were standing behind him, but just groped his way around.

Not long after, he smiled slightly, a vicious smile after a plan had succeeded. He pulled a wooden board in the corner and pushed it gently, and a room appeared inside.

In fact, there were no wooden boards blocking this place before. It was just a pile of sundries disguised as a grocery room. It was not until Jiang Qing left Rucheng that Mu Qiu asked people to help reinforce it and make a mechanism.

It's a bit like trying to cover up one's faults, but at least once you come in, you won't notice this remote corner unless you look carefully.

Fu Chiyan walked in and pushed open the old and somewhat dilapidated wooden door.

The injured person was lying inside, and was slightly startled when he saw someone coming in. "Is it time to change the dressing?"

Mu Qiu had already run over quickly and stopped behind Fu Chiyan, looking at his tall back vigilantly.

He didn't know if Fu Chiyan could guess...

Fu Chiyan almost understood the moment he saw that man, because he also had scars of escape on his face.

Ordinary people in Rucheng would definitely not do this.

Why does Shengyulou take five consecutive days off each time? Because Yang Chun would take people out of the city to the towns near the war zone on his free days to search for surviving refugees, then hide in the cars entering the city and take them into Rucheng and back to Shengyulou.

Then, through Jiang Qing's connections, they were issued Rucheng resident certificates so that they could survive in Rucheng on their own.

For those who did not want to stay in Rucheng, Jiang Qing would secretly use Fu Jizhong's official seal to stamp forged passes for them. For her, a pass was much more difficult to get than an official seal.

If you are unlucky enough to encounter injured refugees, they will usually leave some of the medicine they carry with them to help. If the condition is too serious, they will find a way to hide them under a modified car to conceal their presence and bring them in for treatment.

These are the relief plans that Jiang Qing has improved and perfected over the past few years.

"Have you ever saved anyone from the underground organization?"

Fu Chiyan's voice was calm and emotionless, as if he was asking what the weather was like today.

No one answered him, which was also an answer.

After searching for a while, the soldiers returned to the theater, and the captain found Yue Ze and reported.

Shengyu Tower was generally clean, but the amount of stored food, various medicines and daily necessities clearly exceeded their needs.

It was hidden very secretly, and if the soldiers hadn't looked carefully, they might have missed it.

Fu Chiyan stood at the door of the corner room listening to Yue Ze's report with his eyes closed, feeling inexplicably nervous.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, turned around, and his gaze fell on Mu Qiu not far away.

"You guys are really good."

As a warlord, Fu Chiyan naturally had different ideas from those who wanted to overthrow the old regime. He was a local emperor, and the peace of Rucheng was maintained by his soldiers.

Most of those people are native residents of the city. Who would endlessly accept those homeless refugees?

Every city has its own saturation level. Thanks to the efforts of Fu Jizhong and Fu Chiyan, the population of Rucheng has increased significantly.

However, wars broke out frequently, and people were displaced every day, or became victims of foreign invaders, the Military Control Commission, or warlords who acted independently.

There were too many people to save, and Fu Chiyan didn't want to save so many people.

He spends so much money to support so many people just for his own enjoyment.

He has innate powers since birth and is in a completely different class from ordinary people.

Fu Chiyan had never suffered any hardship. Perhaps the greatest hardship he had experienced in his life was being looked down upon by the white classmates around him when he was studying abroad.

This also deepened his understanding of class contradictions.

People are different.

At least in this turbulent era, he is different from others, and he holds the lives of countless people in his hands.

Even foreign invaders respect him, don't they?

But Jiang Qing...

Jiang Qing made a choice that went against his cognition. She hid it from everyone and used her only tiny power to make those people take their lives into her hands.

How naive, how...

At this moment, everyone present was waiting for Fu Chiyan to take action, but he just stood there, his handsome face making him look like a sculpture.

The trusted adjutant who was in charge of guarding Nakata's men rushed all the way to the military headquarters, and then rushed to Shengyu Tower after hearing the news.

When he ran in, he didn't notice that the atmosphere inside was wrong, and he went straight to whisper in Fu Chiyan's ear.

"Commander Fu, Nakata's men want to see you."

Fu Chiyan finally moved. He gave Mu Qiu a look with such complicated emotions that Mu Qiu couldn't understand it.

He was the first to raise his feet and leave this remote corner.

Not a word.

When the car returned to the military headquarters, Fu Chiyan was still in deep thought. Yue Ze opened the car door and reminded him softly, and only then did he calm down and get out of the car.

Nakata's men traced the case back to him through the clues given by Fu Chiyan.

There is a big problem here.

Fu Chiyan couldn't take advantage of Nakata while secretly helping the people they wanted to capture.

"what's up?"

"Commander Fu, we have found relevant clues and discovered that Miss Jiang Qing of the Fu family is very likely to be related to the fugitive criminal."

"evidence."

Fu Chiyan seemed a little impatient sitting in the main seat. He adjusted his sitting posture, crossed his legs, and slightly raised the toes of his military boots.

Nakata's men put up the information about Jiang Qing's stay at Rongsheng.

Fu Chiyan raised his eyebrows after seeing this, with an unpredictable smile on his lips, "She just wants to be with me, you misunderstood."

Nakata's subordinate was stunned. He was specially sent to investigate this incident because he was good at Chinese, but did he understand Fu Chiyan's words correctly?

He and Jiang Qing?

"You...what are you talking about?"

"She checked into the room just to sleep with me, as a hobby. Is that clear enough?"