Chapter 341 - Her Father Is Here
Mr Fu, I Really Love You
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
âIâm getting on in years, itâs better for me to stay on with the chairman as Mr. Fu is young and bursting with energy. Just like you, Mr. Luâs secretary and assistants are always hustling. Iâm an old bag of bones, I donât think Iâll be able to handle it!â Secretary Song said as he mimicked the actions of an elderly man.
âSecretary Song, youâre only in your forties, and you call yourself an old bag of bonesâ¦â
Lu Jinnan was about to continue, but Fu Huaiâan raised his hand and gestured him to stop. âYou may leave the invitation here, Secretary Song, you may go now.â
Lu Jinnan wasnât aware of the history behind Secretary Song and Fu Qingquanâs relationship, but Fu Huaiâan was aware.
Secretary Songâs father used to be Fu Qingquanâs right-hand man. More than thirty years ago, Secretary Songâs father passed away in a car accident. Not only did Fu Qingquan offer Secretary Songâs mother a job, but he also helped finance Secretary Songâs studies until his graduation.
Secretary Song became Fu Qingquanâs secretary immediately after he graduated. Fu Qingquan groomed him and mentored him every step of the way. He had stayed by the chairmanâs side loyally for more than two decades, and Fu Qingquan was like a father to him.
Fu Huaiâan knew what Lu Jinnan was up to, but he also knew that this wasnât feasible.
Secretary Song nodded and said, âSure. Mr. Fu, Mr. Lu, Iâll make a move then.â
As he watched Secretary Song make his exit, Lu Jinnanâs smile gradually vanished.
He tugged his tie as he sat on the sofa, took out a cigarette, and hung it from his lips. âGotta hand it to that old fogey. He actually managed to win over the Mu family from Pengcheng. I wonder what he promised them?â
Fu Huaiâan kept silent. Lu Jinnan lit his cigarette and casually tossed the lighter. âOld Fu, why donât you consider taking Chu Xun as your bride? They have the Peng family backing them up, youâve got to have the Chu family to help you then!â
Fu Huaiâan gazed profoundly at Lu Jinnan through the white smoke.
Lu Jinnan didnât intend to mince his words. âChu Xun came to me last night, dead drunk. Her mom called, and she started crying over the phone⦠If you were Chu Xunâs dad, wouldnât you give the guy who hurt your daughter a hard time?â
âThud thud thudâ¦â
Fu Huaiâanâs assistant pushed open the door and stood there. âSir, the secretary of Chu Groupâs chairman called. Chairman Chu is at the teahouse just across from our office, and he would like to meet you for tea now.â
Lu Jinnan flourished his hands in an âI-told-you-soâ manner.
Fu Huaiâan bit on his cigarette as he grabbed his cigarette pack and lighter. He put on his suit jacket, adjusted his collar, and spoke calmly, âKeep an eye on the sales department tomorrow, make sure nothing goes wrong. Get Tang Zheng, Bai Jinyu, and Old Gu to come by earlier tonight, Iâll be introducing someone to them.â
Fu Huaiâan had prepped Lin Nuan last night, and he would be officially introducing her to his friends tonight.
He was about to continue talking when his phone rang. He looked at it and frowned as he walked out of the room. With his hands in the pockets of his trousers, Lu Jinnan pursed his lips as he watched Fu Huaiâan leave. He was worried about himâ¦
He pondered for a moment, then put out the remaining half of his cigarette and ran out of the room to chase after Fu Huaiâan.
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Lin Nuan felt a little awkward when she stepped into the broadcast building this morning.
She had witnessed Chu Xun offering herself to Fu Huaiâan last night, and Chu Xun was the stationâs president. It was just plain awkward.
Chu Xun usually held a meeting every Monday morning, but it was canceled today.
According to Chu Xunâs assistant, she wasnât feeling well today. However, rumors were rife that Chu Xunâs absence was because she was feeling depressed after being jilted.