Chapter 562 I finally found Fu Zhiheng's younger brother, I was in a terrible mood
Chapter 562 Finally found Fu Zhiheng’s younger brother, feeling very bad
Jiang Hexun was very surprised, "Where is he?"
Special Assistant Jin replied: "He is Lu Ze from the Physical Education Department of Yenching University, and he is Yan Louchuan's nephew."
"are you sure?"
Jiang Hexun was a little in disbelief.
Special Assistant Jin: "Make sure, I asked my comrade to investigate this matter this time. He was the most powerful scout in the army back then, so the information will not be wrong."
Jiang Hexun was stunned for a long time before ending the call with Special Assistant Jin.
How could it be Senior Lu?
He looks nothing like Brother Fu.
And she had never heard that Senior Lu was adopted from an orphanage.
She subconsciously looked towards Yan Louchuan.
Man is sorting documents.
Does he know about Senior Lu’s life experience?
The girl's eyes were filled with surprise and uncertainty, and Yan Louchuan seemed to be aware of it and raised his eyes to look at her.
"What's wrong?"
After asking, Assistant Zhang suddenly opened the door and came in from the outside without even knocking, his expression a little anxious.
He glanced at Jiang Hexun, then looked at Yan Louchuan, but stopped talking.
Yan Louchuan raised his chin and motioned to speak outside the office.
After the two of them went out, Assistant Zhang was afraid that Jiang Hexun would hear him, so he leaned slightly closer to his ear and whispered: "Just five minutes ago, Miss Jiang's people have found out that Master Lu is Fu Zhiheng's younger brother. She should know by now
Already."
Yan Louchuan's heart tightened and his eyebrows darkened.
He immediately thought of the phone call the little girl had just answered, and went back to the office without saying anything.
Jiang Hexun was standing absently at the door of the lounge.
She couldn't wait to go back to school and meet Senior Lu.
Yan Louchuan acted like he didn't know what to do, so he walked up to her and said, "Let's go eat first."
Jiang Hexun came back to his senses, "Ah?
Okay...okay."
Yan Louchuan frowned slightly.
Just knowing that Lu Ze was Fu Zhiheng's younger brother made her lose her temper like this.
Is Fu Zhiheng so important in her heart?
Although he was a man who had been dead for many years, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
Perhaps, even now, in the eyes of the little girl, Fu Zhiheng is still more important than him, even much more important.
On the way to the underground parking lot, neither of them spoke.
Yan Louchuan was in a bad mood, while Jiang Hexun was troubled about how to tell Senior Lu about this matter.
She was thinking about something in her mind and almost tripped when she got into the car.
Yan Louchuan quickly helped her with his eyesight and said, "Pay attention."
"Sorry, I'm just thinking about something."
Jiang Hexun scratched his head.
Yan Louchuan looked at her, his face expressionless.
But Assistant Zhang on the side could already see that the boss was in a terrible mood.
After the two got in the car, no one spoke.
The atmosphere is very bad.
But Jiang Hexun, who had been thinking about things, didn't notice it.
She took out her mobile phone and looked up Senior Lu's WeChat account. She typed and deleted in the chat box, deleted and typed again, and went back and forth several times.
In the end, she didn't post anything, logged out of WeChat, and decided to pretend she didn't know what to do.
Senior Lu may not know his own life experience at all. It is not a good thing for Senior Lu to have her rashly tell him about it.
As long as Brother Fu's younger brother lives a good life, there is no need for her to disturb him and ruin his current life.
In the dim carriage, Yan Louchuan's face was extremely cold and expressionless.
But the little girl sitting next to him didn't feel anything.
Assistant Zhang Te, who was driving, looked at the car in the rearview mirror, feeling sad.
The distance from Yan's to the restaurant was very short. It was only a few minutes, but he felt that it was as long as a century.