In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Fu Qiyuan had just returned from morning exercise, and before the servant had time to wipe the sweat off his face with a hot towel, the housekeeper, Tan Wu, came forward with a smile and reported, "Sir, the eldest lady called to see you."

His hand, which was wiping sweat, paused, then quickened its pace, handed the towel back to the servant, and hurried towards the phone.

"Titi." Fu Qiyuan spoke slowly, his voice as gentle as ever. "You called so early, is there something you need Dad's help with?"

Fu Ziyan wrinkled her nose. Her image as an elite boss outside the office slipped back into childish, tsundere mode the moment she heard her father's voice. "Dad, don't look down on me. I'm doing a great job at work. I don't need your help!"

"Really?" Fu Qiyuan said with a smile, "Dad knows that our Ti Ti is great."

Fu Ziyan's eyebrows were covered with a smile, and she hummed softly, with the ending tone rising: "I calculated with my fingers, and I think Dad must miss me, so I'm very considerate to call you to ease his longing."

"I see."

"Did Dad just do his morning exercise?"

"Yes, I just returned to the main building and your call came. It shows that our Miss Fu is really accurate in her calculations."

Miss Fu raised her eyebrows proudly, "Dad, what else do you want? I'm in a good mood today, so I'll tell you a fortune for free~"

"Then Master, please calculate whether I can see my daughter who has returned home in April."

Fu Ziyan calculated the time and found that there were still ten days left in March. These few stores in the United States had already taken her half a month, and after that she would go to South America, Europe, Australia, and Southeast Asia.

However, she had just finished her job as President of Western Europe a few months earlier, so Europe was her comfort zone and she could inspect stores a bit faster. There weren't many stores in South America to inspect, so it would only take about a week, and the same was true for Australia.

Southeast Asia is her base camp, close to the Hong Kong headquarters. Various information and data are exchanged frequently, and the speed of store inspections is likely not too slow.

It seems that the speed of store inspections will not be too slow. Fu Ziyan hesitated for a while and did not make a definite conclusion.

She mused for a moment, feigning the air of a worldly expert. Her voice was solemn and mysterious. "As for fate, it changes every moment. We fortune tellers cannot make rash judgments. However, based on current indications, your wish will likely come true."

A chuckle came from the microphone.

Following this, Fu Qiyuan expressed his gratitude in a gentle and humble voice: "Thank you, Master, for reading this fortune for me."

Fu Ziyan's spirits were high, and her voice became cheerful again: "I knew Dad missed me!"

"I do miss you. You've only just returned from graduation and haven't been here long, and you're on a business trip overseas. How could Dad not miss you?" Fu Qiyuan's brows softened, his tone unimaginably gentle and indulgent. "Even though you have bodyguards with you, you still have to be careful when you go in and out."

"I know, Dad, don't worry, I'm smart!"

How could Fu Qiyuan not know that this child was complaining that he was too cliché and too long-winded? He shook his head helplessly. The only person in the world who would complain about his long-windedness was probably Ti Ti.

The father and daughter chatted for a while, and Fu Ziyan suggested ending the call.

It's night time for her and she can play as she pleases, but it's day time for her dad and he has to go to work!

dong dong dong-

"Miss, these are the invitations I received today." Shortly after Fu Ziyan finished her call, her assistant Mu Mu came in with several invitations.

Although she's lived in Hong Kong for a long time, Fu Ziyan has occasionally accompanied her father to the US for official business over the past decade. She's been involved in social circles since she was young and made several friends. Furthermore, during her two years at university, she invested a significant amount of money in emerging industries in Silicon Valley through angel and AB rounds of financing.

Simply put, although Fu Ziyan is not in New York, everyone in the second-generation circle knows her.

Everyone knows that Selene Fu from Hong Kong is generous and has made huge investments in Silicon Valley industries in recent years.

Even the daughters and heirs of wealthy families who lived in large flats, apartments, and villas on the Upper East Side, no matter how arrogant they were, were always kind to her.

There are no secrets to be kept in the celebrity circle. For example, Fu Ziyan flew to the New York airport yesterday and just moved back to her Long Island villa this morning, but recent invitations have already been flying in like snowflakes.

For example, the Johnson daughter's charity organization, founded while in school, is about to host a dinner. The young master of the Hunter family is planning a party at his newly purchased winery. The eldest granddaughter of the Brown family's own brand has just successfully raised funds and is planning a celebration party...

In the United States, party culture is rife. This is especially true among the upper class, where dinner parties abound. If Fu Ziyan really went to every one of them, she probably wouldn't have many free nights between now and next month.

"Let Edward choose a gift and apologize," Fu Ziyan casually flipped through the invitation with a noncommittal expression, "Mu Mu, you know this isn't what I want to see."

"Yes." As an experienced assistant, Mu Mu quickly gathered the invitations on the table and took out a white one with a gold-plated family totem. "Miss, this is the invitation to the afternoon tea party from Miss Sheng."

Sheng Mingxi, or Lorraine Morgan, is the daughter of Uncle Sheng, another shareholder of Mingzhao Petroleum Company.

Fu Ziyan had known her since she was nine years old. They had met occasionally over the years and their relationship was pretty good. However, after all, they were separated by the Atlantic Ocean, so their relationship was definitely not as close as that of Gu Anning and the others.

This friendship across the sea was able to be maintained thanks to the friendship and business partnership between my father and Uncle Sheng when I was a child. As I grew up, it became an unspoken understanding - as future business partners, the relationship cannot be too bad.

Fu Ziyan took the invitation and saw that the time column on it said tomorrow afternoon.

She can only stay in New York for one day, tomorrow.

Whether it was a temporary arrangement or a coincidence that had been planned in advance, Fu Ziyan knew it.

"Notify the stylist to come and style my hair tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay, Miss."