Stealing the moonlight into my arms

In the afternoon, outside the Xiao Building.

A car drove over and an old man and a woman got out.

The old lady took a business card, looked at the well-dressed man in the car, and said hesitantly: "Can I really find my grandson-in-law here?"

Chen Ming nodded. "Xiao Fu kept a low profile when she got married, so no one outside knew about her marriage. You can find him here. I'll leave you my phone number. Contact me if you need anything."

The old lady was full of gratitude, "Thank you, young man, you really met a good person."

"You're welcome."

The old couple looked at the business card for a while, then looked at the magnificent building in front of them, but still hesitated.

There was a name clearly written on the business card - Xiao Jingting.

Old man Jian began to get stage fright. "Ning Ning said her husband is just an ordinary employee. Will it be any use if we look for him?"

"Working here, ordinary employees must earn a lot, but they don't even plan to support us. Ning Ning won't answer her phone, and her father's number is unreachable. Who else can we turn to if not this grandson-in-law?"

The old lady was determined not to return empty-handed this time. She would throw a tantrum and give up her dignity to get the school district housing.

Otherwise, they would have nothing after Fu Zhangnan died.

……

"What? Who are you looking for?"

The front desk clerk registered as usual. When he heard the purpose of the two old men's visit, a look of disbelief appeared on his face, and then he looked at their clothes.

They are just very ordinary old men and women, and a bit rustic.

However, in line with the principle of not judging a book by its cover, the receptionist still maintained proper professionalism and carried out the registration.

The old lady pointed to a business card and said, "Looking for the person on this card, he's my grandson-in-law, he works here."

The receptionist was typing away on her computer, then whispered to her colleague, "Which department has someone with the same name?"

My colleague spread his hands and said, "I don't know."

These days, there are so many people who come to see the president under various pretexts. How can we take them all seriously?

Registering and reporting to the secretary is already very professional.

The receptionist said, "Ma'am, I think you might have made a mistake. If you want to see the person on the business card, you need to make an appointment. And if you're looking for your grandson-in-law, just call him down. Although it's not time to get off work yet, it won't be considered an unexcused absence if you're within half an hour."

"I'm looking for this person."

The old lady is very stubborn. If she had the contact information, she wouldn't have come here.

When the receptionist heard this, her tone was somewhat perfunctory: "We've already registered. You can wait over there and sit and wait. There are many people waiting with you."

You may not be able to see each other even if you wait for ten days or half a month.

The old lady wanted to say something, but the receptionist ignored her and went to do other things.

I waited for the whole afternoon and didn't see a single ghost.

The old woman was so angry that she called Fu Runing countless times throughout the afternoon, but none of the calls went through.

"No, this is a conspiracy to play a trick on me. I have to go to her company and wait for her!"

Old man Jian echoed, "That's right, go find her and make trouble!"

As he was speaking, he saw the person who was originally sitting on the sofa waiting suddenly stand up with a briefcase and run in one direction.

Seeing this, the old man and the old woman also looked over and saw a group of people walking out of the hall. The people who had just run over were stopped by the bodyguards before they got close.

Old man Jian spoke incoherently, but his eyesight was sharp. He pointed in that direction and stammered, "Old woman...you...look, does that person look like..."

The old lady squinted her eyes and looked into the distance, vaguely seeing a familiar figure among several middle-aged men.

Unable to see clearly, the old lady was so anxious that she kept hitting the old man beside her, "What does it look like? Tell me!"

"Does it look like... does it look like... Fu... Fu Zheng!"

Old man Jian finally finished speaking in one breath.

When the old lady talked about it, she felt that they did look alike. Although the last time she saw Fu Zheng was several years ago, Fu Zheng was so outstanding and eye-catching. He always followed Fu Zhangnan, and was gentle and refined. His appearance and temperament were no worse than the son of Fu Jinbei's family. Back then, she had been thinking about arranging this marriage for the daughter of her youngest son.

Fu Zheng actually works here too?

It doesn’t matter who it is, as long as I find someone with the surname Fu.

The wife slapped her thigh and said, "Hurry up, hurry up, follow me!"

The two men chased while shouting Fu Zheng's name.

Xiao Jingting followed a group of executives towards the elevator when he suddenly heard a voice. He frowned slightly and slowed down his pace.

Chu Yi asked in a low voice: "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong?"

Xiao Jingting stopped and looked around, looking for the source of the voice.

The old man and the old woman came running all the way, but as soon as they saw the person clearly, they were stopped by the bodyguards.

The old lady finally saw an acquaintance and hurriedly shouted, "Fu Zheng, do you still recognize me? I am Ning Ning's grandmother. Ning Ning's husband also works here. Can you help me contact him..."

The old lady was thinking that Fu Zheng was with so many middle-aged men in formal attire. It seemed that this group of people was quite impressive, so he should be a manager at least.

Chu Yi suspiciously guessed what Xiao Jingting meant, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Jingting just glanced at them indifferently and said coldly: "Call security and don't let them in again."

After saying that, he turned around and left without looking back.

The security arrived quickly and kicked the old man and woman, who were still cursing, out of the Xiao Building.

The security guard heard Secretary Chu's instructions and was told to remember these two people and not let them in again.

The old man and the old woman didn't know who they had offended, but they were pushed out. On the way, the old woman tried to lie on the ground, but was carried out by two security guards.

"See? They're all in cahoots and don't want to support us. None of them have good intentions. That's why they say their family is unlucky. Some are in jail, some are bankrupt, and some are terminally ill. They deserve it!"

"And this little bitch is such a liar! She's such a jinx to her mother! She's such a jinx! Without her mother, she wouldn't be where she is today. I'm going to get her back!"

The old woman walked out while cursing, and a car happened to stop in front of them.

The car window rolled down, and the person sitting inside was the one who brought them here.

……

It was an hour later that Xiao Jingting finished the meeting.

Back in the office, he picked up his phone and looked at it, his fingertips hovering over a contact on the dial page.

But remembering the slap Fu Runing gave him last night and her look of disgust, Xiao Jingting exited the dialing interface.

He casually placed his phone on the table.

What does her business have to do with him?

Half an hour later.

Xiao Jingting still picked up his phone and called Fu Zhangnan.

Fu Zhangnan answered the phone, "A Zheng, what's wrong?"

"Dad, are you okay?"

"It's okay, nothing happened."

Fu Zhangnan's tone sounded normal, everything was as usual.

Xiao Jingting didn't say much, "That's good, take good care of yourself, I'll come to see you on the weekend."

On the other end of the phone, Fu Zhangnan said earnestly, "A Zheng, Ning Ning's personality is a little awkward. She's been without a mother since she was a child, and she's the only girl in our family. We've always had her back, so it's inevitable that she's a little spoiled. You're husband and wife, and you have a long life ahead of you. You need to support and tolerate each other."

Xiao Jingting was silent for a moment, then responded in a deep voice: "I know."

Finally, he added, "Dad, take care of yourself."

They indeed have a long time ahead of them.