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Chapter 942 It's Not That Simple

Fu Cheng put his cell phone on the table, sat in the chair and took the documents next to him.

Jingle bell bell…

The landline phone next to him rang. Fu Cheng took the receiver and said, "Hello."

"Special Assistant Fu, there is a woman who calls herself Mr. Zhan's mother and wants to see you."

Pay attention and raise your head.

Shengshi Building, downstairs lobby.

The front desk staff hung up the phone and extended her hand to Han Lin, who was standing in front of her with a noble look, "Madam, please come this way."

"Um."

The staff led Han Lin upstairs. Han Lin looked at everything here with mixed emotions.

It's not her first time here, and it won't be her last, but her mood now is different from her previous mood.

She knew that her state of mind was different, and everything she saw was different.

When the two of them arrived outside Fu Cheng's office, the staff knocked on the door and said, "Special Assistant Fu."

"Enter."

The staff opened the door and stretched out his hand, "Mrs."

Han Lin walked in and Fu Cheng stood up, "Madam, please sit down."

Han Lin sat on the sofa, two cups of coffee were quickly brought in, and the office door was closed.

Han Lin picked up the coffee, took a sip, and looked at Fu Cheng, "I came here to see you because I want you to tell Lian Shi something."

Fu Cheng said, "Madam, please speak."

"The old man's birthday is coming soon. I hope Lian Shi can come back this time."

In the past, Han Lin would have used a commanding tone, but now, no longer.

"I will tell Mr. Zhan."

"Um."

Han Lin turned her eyes and looked at the layout of the office. What she saw in her eyes was no longer the strong one before, but the calmness of her mind after she calmed down.

However, after all, I did something wrong. Under this calmness, buried is endless guilt and self-blame.

Han Lin said nothing, and neither did Fu Cheng.

He himself had nothing to say to Han Lin, unless Mr. Zhan had something to say to him.

Han Lin, on the other hand, said one thing, that she should leave after what happened just now, but she didn't.

It seemed that she still had something to say.

Neither of them made a sound, and the office became quiet.

Han Lin seemed to have seen the same thing. She picked up the coffee, took another sip, and said, "The old man's body is not as strong as before, especially when he is thinking about Lian Shi, and he can't let go."

"If possible, I hope Lian Shi can spare two days to come and see his grandfather."

Han Lin's eyes fell on Fu Cheng's face.

Fu Cheng said, "I will tell Mr. Zhan."

"..."

Han Lin looked at Fu Cheng and said nothing for a short while. Fu Cheng, facing Han Lin's gaze, did not speak, picked up the coffee and drank the coffee.

As Mr. Zhan’s assistant, he has no right to make any decisions for Mr. Zhan.

"Can I go to Lian Shi's office and have a look?"

"Sorry, madam, I can't let you in without Mr. Zhan's permission."

"Call Lian Shi and ask him."

Milan.

Zhan Lianshi was sitting in a chair with his eyes closed and leaning on the back of the chair. He Xiaoyi was holding documents and standing in front of the desk to report on the work situation.

Suddenly, woo woo...

The phone on the desk vibrated.

He Xiaoyi stopped speaking and his eyes fell on the mobile phone on his desk.

That was Zhan Lianshi’s mobile phone.

When Zhan Lian opened his eyes, he looked at the phone on the table and took it.

"Mr. Zhan, your mother came to Shengshi and said she wanted to visit your office."

Han Lin looked at the mobile phone in Fu Cheng's hand, emotions surged in her eyes, "I want to say a few words to Lian Shi."

Fu Cheng had known for a long time that this phone call would not be that simple, but now that he was in such a situation, he had to call Zhan Lianshi.
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