"Thank you, Master Fu." Zhang Heng said gratefully.
Fu Yue waved her hand, "Go and do what you should do, I'm going to eat."
"Then I'll pack my bags now and go to a drug rehabilitation center tomorrow." Zhang Heng said.
"Sister Yi, please make arrangements tomorrow and don't let anyone know." Fu Yue ordered, picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.
"Okay." Sister Yi responded.
Zhang Heng went out happily, walking backwards and waving to Sister Yi.
Sister Yi smiled and nodded.
After Zhang Heng went out, Sister Yi said happily: "Fu Yue, thank you, I knew you had a solution."
"Sister Yi, why do you have such a good impression of him?" Fu Yue asked.
Sister Yi was a little embarrassed and lowered her eyes, "I just feel that his life experience is a bit miserable, he has high education and good character, but it is not worth his while to die at such a young age."
"Sister Yi, you are too kind. You will be deceived by many people who pretend to be good on the surface, and you will start to rip out your heart and soul." Fu Yue reminded.
Sister Yi's face darkened, "Are you making fun of me?"
Fu Yue raised a smile.
She has been in this circle for many years, and some people, in order to get higher positions, really use rhetoric and actions, completely overdrawing the bottom line of their personality.
She helped Zhang Heng this time because of Sister Yi's face.
"No, I just think Zhang Heng is a bit pretentious." Fu Yue said.
"That's because you are biased against him. I think he is upright and kind-hearted, and he works hard to make progress, but he is not very lucky." Sister Yi helped Zhang Heng and said.
"He committed suicide a few days ago because of his girlfriend. Do you know about this?" Fu Yue said.
"That woman is too much. She knew he was going to commit suicide and broke up with her. This kind of woman is not a good person." Sister Yi said angrily.
"If Zhang Heng loved his girlfriend and was abandoned, he would not be able to get over this kind of pain in a year or two. If within a year, he stops loving her, it means that his love is also hypocritical." Fu Yue said meaningfully.
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"His girlfriend hurt him so much, why should he protect his girlfriend? He should find a good woman to fall in love with." Sister Yi retorted.
Fu Yue smiled and said, "Look how much true love there is."
Sister Yi's face darkened, "Fu Yue, what do you mean? You are so prejudiced against him, do you not want to help him?"
"What is more important, whether you want to help him or whether you have helped him? Since I have helped him, do I still need to ask if I want to help him? I am just saying this because I don't want you to be deceived again," Fu Yue reminded.
"What could I be deceived into? An old woman that no one wants. Is that what you think of me?" Sister Yi said sadly.
Fu Yue knows what Sister Yi has. As the person in charge of the company, she has a lot of good resources and the power to allocate resources. She can be a celebrity, so Zhang Heng will take advantage of her.
But she saw that Sister Yi was not in a good mood, so she didn't say anything.
"You should also eat something, eat more." Fu Yue changed her words.
"If you don't want to eat, you can eat it yourself." Sister Yi said, took her bag and went out directly from the box.
Fu Yue lowered her eyes, holding the drink cup in her hand, silent and thinking.
In this world, the original love will change, the original childhood friendship will also change, and even the mutual affection will change due to various external factors, interests, and conflicts.
For example, Ji Chenling, Bai Xi, she and Sister Yi, after this car accident, it is estimated that Fu Moran and Cheng Xiangrou will also change.
My heart felt faintly sour.
She can't change others, the only thing she can change is herself, to adapt and then make herself indestructible.
She raised her glass and drank the drink in a gulp.
The cell phone rang.
Seeing that it was Sister Yi, she answered the call, "Sister Yi, what's wrong?"
"Fu Yue, I just thought about it. I have been in your company for almost nine months. Thank you for helping me, and thank you for helping me get up from the bottom and letting me know that I am still useful. Your agreement with Zhou Qianyu
Is it expiring soon?" Sister Yi asked.
Fu Yue knew that the beginning of this kind of thanks was usually followed by resignation.
"Yeah." Fu Yue responded.
"I want to go out and try my best. I'm afraid that as I get older, I won't even have the fighting spirit to try," Sister Yi said.
She has said so, and if she stays any longer, it seems like she will delay Sister Art's future.
Fu Yue slightly raised the corner of her mouth. When she asked Sister Yi to come to work at her place, she wanted to give Sister Yi something to think about, and to help Sister Yi to help her know that she at least still had money.
Now the artistic sister has come out of the haze of being deceived in the past, and has her own ambitions and good things.
"Very good. If you go out to start a business and need start-up capital, I will lend you 10 million and just pay it back to me when you become successful," Fu Yue said.
"No, I have some projects on hand now that I have connections with. Thank you. Your company is looking at who will take over my job. I will hand over the job in just one week. A week later, I will officially resign."
Sister Yi said.
"Okay, I'll find someone to come over tomorrow to take over. Should you handle Zhang Heng's matter, or do I need to handle it?" Fu Yue asked.
"I'll handle it here. I may need your public account then. I hope you can help spread the word." Sister Yi said.
"No problem." Fu Yue agreed readily.
"Then I'll hang up." Sister Yi said and hung up the phone.
Fu Yue hung up the phone, and her stomach began to hurt again, painful and throbbing.
She lay down on the sofa.
She didn't know how long it had passed before her phone rang. She thought it was Zhou Qianyu and didn't want to answer it.
We agreed to give her three days of freedom, but she hasn't enjoyed it yet.
She didn't answer, was muted, and curled up.
The door was suddenly pushed open.
She subconsciously looked towards the door, where Zhou Qianyu's tall figure stood.
All the cells in her body became tense. She was very miserable when she didn't answer his call last time.
She is not feeling well now and cannot be manipulated anymore.
She sat up and explained: "I had a stomachache, so I didn't answer the phone."
Zhou Qianyu frowned. Just now he saw her lying pitifully, her heart ached a little, and looking at her pale face, it didn't look like she was telling lies.
He bent down and hugged her whole body.
I usually see her purring loudly, being very lively, and eating very well. When I hold her in my hand, I find that it is very light.
Seeing him frowning, Fu Yue didn't dare to protest, and continued to explain: "I went to Bai Xi's place. She is dying. I was talking about work with Sister Yi just now, and she was about to resign. I was not in a good mood, so
Don't be angry if you don't answer the phone."
"I'm not angry." Zhou Qianyu said solemnly and looked at her, "You should keep warm even if you know that your stomach is uncomfortable. This club belongs to you. Don't you even have a blanket? You are lying there stupidly like that. You wait.
He's dead."
Fu Yue lowered her eyes. Listening to his reproachful tone, her heart became even more sour. She leaned on his chest and murmured in a low voice: "I'm a little disappointed with people's hearts."