Chapter 569 What else can I think about Fu Yancheng
"How long have you worked here?"
"Two years."
In other words, she knew earlier than Sheng Qi and even Hu Shengnan that Sheng Zhong's family lived in a villa and opened a company in the imperial capital, but she had kept silent.
Last night was also the grand occasion for her notification.
Sheng Mian also noticed that the skin on the woman's sleeve was bruised. It seemed that even now, Sheng Qi had never stopped domestic violence.
When Chen Xiaoman saw that Sheng Mian didn't say anything else, she suddenly knelt down.
"Mr. Sheng, please don't fire me."
Sheng Mian was startled and quickly pulled people up, "What are you doing?"
Chen Xiaoman lowered his head, "I know you don't like our family very much..."
Sheng Mian didn't say anything. She really didn't have a deep impression of Chen Xiaoman. Now that she saw that he was thin and small, his face was full of vicissitudes of life, and his exposed skin was full of traces of belts, she immediately felt a little sympathy.
"I have never thought about firing you. You should first cooperate with the police to make a record."
Chen Xiaoman was afraid that Sheng Mian would regret it, so he quickly lowered his head and left.
Sheng Mian waited for her to leave, then raised her hand to rub the center of her brow.
Chen Xiaoman has been working here for two years, and his father didn't realize that she was his sister-in-law.
Just as she was about to open the file on the side, Fu Yancheng sent a message at this time.
And what she sent was her private mobile phone number.
In other words, this message was sent to Fu Yancheng's wife.
Just two very short words.
【Accepted.】
Then she received a transfer reminder on her mobile phone, which was a total of 40 million.
After one night, Fu Yancheng finally remembered to deal with his nominal wife.
Sheng Mian pulled her lips, knowing the meaning of this money.
One is to compensate her for what happened last night.
The second is to seal her mouth and tell her not to complain in front of the old man, otherwise he will not be polite.
Sheng Mian's eyes became dull.
[If Mr. Fu needs to sign a divorce agreement, I will be with him at any time.]
She had been covered in a sack all last night, so Fu Yancheng definitely didn't see her face.
But he also told Sheng Zhong that he knew her moral character.
Why do you say this?
It was obvious that he didn't understand her at all, as if she had done something hugely wrong.
Those words can even be considered slander.
She wanted to ask Fu Yancheng what kind of virtue she had and let him explain clearly.
But it's really not necessary.
When Fu Yancheng saw this sentence, his eyes gleamed, as if the person he tried his best to seduce was not her.
Sneer, but he is good at acting.
He even suspected that she was directing and acting in what happened last night.
Otherwise, why would the kidnappers leave so readily?
His eyebrows were deeply knitted, and his eyes were even colder.
He just threw the phone away and didn't return it.
Sheng Mian didn't expect him to reply and kept busy until the evening. When she heard that all the people involved in the company had been taken away by the police for investigation, she finally felt relieved.
It's not that she has no temper.
She stayed at the company until six o'clock in the evening, and then went to Yujingyuan again. Now she just wanted to get the house delivered successfully and avoid meeting Fu Yancheng.
Fortunately, the decoration of the house only involved pillars once. Baoke has a good reputation in the industry and is trustworthy.
She went to the second floor and found a super large master bedroom for Fu Yancheng. After all, it was the last house she designed, and she just wanted to make it perfect.
She sent a message to Fu Yancheng using her work account.
[Mr. Fu, when I was in You County before, I saw that you were very good at painting. Do you need to prepare a separate studio for you? 】
Fu Yancheng is at Wen Sihe's house at the moment. Wen Sihe called a few friends to come over tonight and hold a small party in his own villa.
He himself holds about a hundred such parties almost a year, and joins in wherever there is excitement.
"Yancheng, isn't the old lady coming back? This is a painting I got last time. I heard that Master Zhang Rong painted half of it. Suddenly something happened and he went abroad in a hurry. As a result, this half was also sold.
The person who gave it to me said that he had found many painters but they didn’t dare to paint, but you must dare. This painting is given to you. How about you finish the rest and give it to the old lady as a birthday gift?
"
As if offering a treasure, Wen Sihe poked Fu Yancheng with his elbow.
Fu Yancheng took it over and took a look. It was indeed Zhang Rong's original work.
This person is so bohemian that he is really capable of running away in the middle of a painting.
His eyes flashed and he chuckled, "Just let Zhang Rong's closed disciples make up for it."
Wen Sihe became interested, and even Xie Feng, who was sitting not far away, put down the cup in his hand.
Zhang Rong's paintings are very popular in this circle, and it is also said that he has accepted close disciples, but no one knows the names of his disciples.
Fu Yancheng smiled and said nothing.
After only sitting here for half an hour, he took the painting and left.
The pictures were put together and he took them back to the hotel.
Then he called Sheng Mian.
"Penny, come to the hotel and bring your painting tools."