The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

Fu Xiuyan looked at the message, raised his eyebrows and stroked the line of words, over and over again...

Then he looked up and gave Xu Che a provocative look as he was peeking at his phone.

"Have you seen enough?"

Xu Che was already stunned, nodding and shaking his head.

"So, you're deliberately not adding him? Let him question you, and then you can logically tell him that you're using WeChat for him!"

Fu Xiuyan glanced at him and said nothing.

"Mr. Fu, you're in a good mood right now, right? Could you allow me to gossip a little? The perfume you specially ordered a few days ago, the one with both the scent and the bottle, was also for this Xia Xia?"

"How about giving it to you? Are you worthy of it?" Fu Xiuyan was very impatient with his deliberate question.

Mr. Fu is in a really good mood! Xu Che thought. He's even in the mood to mock him!

You know, according to his previous temper, at this time, he would not even give me a glance. He would only coldly assign me a lot of work, leaving him no time to breathe.

"And... this... Xia Xia." Xu Che pointed at Fu Xiuyan's phone, asking, "Isn't that the young Master Xia across from us?"

Fu Xiuyan said coldly: "You talk a lot today."

Xu Che held his chin high. "I know this even if you don't tell me. You didn't even live in your old house anymore. You bought this one for twice the market price. You just returned from your business trip and moved in right away... It's like you smelled something fishy..."

Xu Che suddenly stopped. One really shouldn't be too cocky. He almost got carried away and described his boss as an animal.

He looked at Fu Xiuyan anxiously. Unexpectedly, Fu Xiuyan seemed not to hear what he said, and continued to look at his phone with a faint smile. Xu Che finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Xiuyan suddenly said, "Find me a barista."

Xu Che wondered, "Barista? Don't you dislike that stuff?"

"Someone likes it. Prepare another set of coffee-making equipment. Remember, they must be the best. Have someone come over tomorrow morning." Fu Xiuyan instructed Xu Che.

This person, Xu Che naturally knew who it was.

"Young Master Xia is coming tomorrow? Is there anything else that needs to be prepared? I'll arrange it." Xu Che attached great importance to this.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xiuyan's next words once again broke his perception of Fu Xiuyan.

"He's not coming." Fu Xiuyan didn't know what he was thinking about, and suddenly laughed softly: "He's very lazy. He's too tired to walk even one more step."

His tone was full of doting.

"So you'll have the barista come over tomorrow?"

"Teach me."

Just these two words made Xu Che stunned for a long time.

"Xiu Yan, are you serious about that child?" When he called Fu Xiu Yan like this, it meant that he was asking as his friend, and it was a serious inquiry.

Fu Xiuyan looked at him: "Of course."

"But you just met each other a few days ago."

Fu Xiuyan raised his eyes to look at the house opposite, the emotion in his eyes was something that even Xu Che couldn't discern: "I don't know either. But, for some people, just one glance should be enough."

Xu Che looked at him like this and said nothing more. Fu Xiuyan had always been a man of his own opinion.

Three years ago, his family suffered an unexpected accident, and he acted even more ruthlessly, making people terrified. The rumors about him became more and more, and the initial suspicion turned into awe.

But he followed Fu Xiuyan, watching the light in his eyes slowly fade. He became more and more like a machine that only knew how to work. Nothing could stir his emotions anymore.

He even seems to no longer care about his acting job, which he once loved very much.

However, a week ago, after meeting Young Master Xia, he found that Fu Xiuyan seemed to have become much more lively.

"I understand, Mr. Fu. The barista will come to your door tomorrow morning." Xu Che resumed his businesslike attitude and was very happy for him.

"Yes." Fu Xiuyan nodded: "I won't go to the company these few days. Please send over the documents that need my processing."

"Okay. If you don't show up at the company for a while, Ying Beiyun will let down his guard. This will also be more beneficial to our next plan."

Fu Xiuyan absentmindedly tapped his phone with his index finger as he listened to Xu Che's chatter.

Xu Che looked at Fu Xiuyan, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Any thing else?"

"Luohan contacted me and asked if you would like to attend the celebration party for "Mountains and Rivers Sorrow" tomorrow night."

Luo Han is Fu Xiuyan's agent.

Ever since Fu Xiuyan took over the company, he has been traveling around the world, calling it early retirement.

It's just that the post-production of "Mountains and Rivers" took a long time, and it was only released a while ago. During this period, Luo Han would contact Fu Xiuyan whenever there were various activities.

But Fu Xiuyan never attended once.

Later, whenever there was an event, he would just go through the motions, letting Xu Che and Fu Xiuyan mention it. The result was always the same: Fu Xiuyan wouldn't go. He was just there to ask and get back to the director.

"Don't go."

really.

"Okay, I'll reply to Luohan later."

Fu Xiuyan nodded: "Also, for the dishes from Wangjiang Pavilion, book another table tomorrow. The dishes will be the same as today."

Xu Che carefully noted his arrangements: "What about the table we reserved for today?"

Fu Xiuyan pinched his brows and leaned back on the sofa: "Take your people to eat, you have been working hard recently."

Xu Che immediately smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Fu." The food at Wangjiang Pavilion is not something that working people like them can easily eat.

Not only is it expensive, it’s also hard to book.

He could imagine with his toes how happy those people in his office would be.

Wangjiang Pavilion only accepts ten tables of guests a day. The environment, ingredients, dishes, etc. are all top-notch.

Only the wealthy can dine there, and reservations must be made at least two months in advance.

In other words, their President Fu has a good relationship with the boss of Wangjiang Pavilion, so he has the privilege to cut in line.

However, Fu Xiuyan had always been very casual about food. It wouldn't even be said that he wasn't picky, but rather that as long as he could fill his stomach, anything he ate was the same to him.

So he seldom went to Wangjiang Pavilion to eat because he found it troublesome.

Xu Che certainly knew why Fu Xiuyan had taken the trouble to book two days in a row.