Chapter 262 Come back first and secure Mrs. Fu’s position
Sheng Mian stood up instantly, and when she opened the door, she heard footsteps coming from the stairs.
It's not the sound of one person's footsteps.
Then a man's voice came.
"Does anyone have a dog here?"
It was Fu Yancheng's voice.
Sheng Mian quickly retreated to the room and closed the door.
Liu Qiong just wanted to deny it, but she also heard the dog barking. What happened?
Fu Yancheng's face darkened, "Send it away."
Liu Qiong didn't dare to reply. She waited until he entered the room before hurriedly going downstairs.
Sheng Mian also walked out at this time and grabbed the person.
"Aunt Liu, isn't Nian Nian locked up?"
Aunt Liu supported her head, apologetic expression on her face.
"I must have forgotten to lock the door. Nian Nian is very smart now. As long as it is not locked, it will open the door by itself."
Liu Qiong hurriedly walked downstairs, "Miss Sheng, don't worry, I'll lock it up right away."
Sheng Mian's heart was beating wildly. She glanced at the closed door in the corridor and warned, "As soon as possible, don't let Mr. Fu discover it."
Liu Qiong nodded and immediately went to the garden.
Nian Nian has been living in the newly bought house in Shengmian for the past two days. Although the house is not small, it is still not as comfortable as this large garden.
So when I came back, it opened the door by itself and was digging happily in the garden.
Liu Qiong was worried that it would be discovered, so she did not dare to scold it. Instead, she quickly walked up to it and took it to the other side.
Fu Yancheng was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window at this moment, but he didn't see the dog, but he did hear a few more dogs barking, which must have been raised by the servants here.
He didn't care, but turned around and continued the meeting in front of him.
The moment he turned around, Nian Nian was pulled past his floor-to-ceiling window.
"Mr. Fu, the planning plan for You County has come out, and the previous leaders have given new benefits. Originally we wanted to make it a tourist attraction, but now the planning department is working on the original project.
I’ve added a few points, and I’ve sent you an email about the newly added content.”
Fu Yancheng opened the email and read the newly added points.
The scenery in Youxian County is beautiful, has not been affected by commercial factors, has a lot of development space, and the local government has strong support. The last time he went to inspect, the feedback he got was very satisfactory.
Now the planning department has added a new policy to benefit farmers, allowing orchards to be developed locally.
Youxian County is too far from the city. There are several fruit farmers in the area, but the annual transportation cost is a big problem.
In the mailbox Fu Yancheng received, there were also sincere suggestions from several leaders who had dinner last time, hoping that he would go there again.
If we go back this time, we will have to finalize all plans for the development of Youxian County.
Those leaders are all people who do great things. Fu Yancheng has never had any airs in front of these people who truly care about the people.
These points added by the planning department are very good, but the specifics must be combined with local production.
If the output is large, a production line can be built directly. If the output is small, with the development of tourism, tourists can enter the orchard to experience it, which is also a way to attract tourists.
So he had to go to You County this time.
I called Qi Shen and asked him to add the schedule to the schedule, and the meeting ended.
It's already ten o'clock in the evening.
Fu Yancheng raised his hand to rub his eyebrows, stood up, unbuttoned his shirt, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.
When he came out, he casually took the documents beside him and planned to continue reading them before going to bed.
But his eyes caught sight of something on the bedside table.
With a cold look on his face, he brought the bottle in front of him, but when he saw a few big words, he sneered.
Indian sacred oil.
Did grandpa ask someone to put it here? He just didn't have to force him to consummate his marriage with Sheng Mian.
A trace of resistance flashed across his eyebrows, and he threw the things into the trash can, becoming even more convinced that during the performance of the contract, he would never touch that woman.