Early the next morning, Sheng Mian covered the marks on her face with foundation and went out to the studio.
The studio is located on the commercial floor, with a total of two floors.
She only works here part-time on a long-term basis, so she doesn't have to come here to check in on weekdays, but she must attend the monthly summary meeting.
Liang Hanqing, who used to be the first to arrive, hasn't come yet.
It wasn't until half an hour after the meeting started that I arrived late.
The suit he wore was the same as yesterday, and the whole person was walking around in a hurry.
The pen spinning in Sheng Mian's hand paused slightly, and she had the intuition that something else might have happened to Liang Hanqing.
"Sorry, I'm too late today." Liang Hanqing walked to the front seat and sat down. He noticed that Sheng Mian's eyes were a little worried and smiled apologetically.
Others completed the summary step by step.
After the meeting, Sheng Mian originally wanted to leave with everyone, but when he saw Liang Hanqing sitting in the main seat and not moving, he couldn't help but walked over and asked, "What happened?"
Liang Hanqing raised his hand tiredly and rubbed his eyebrows, "Something happened at Wanyi's family."
His voice was very hoarse, and it looked like he hadn't slept all night.
His lips moved a few times, but he stopped talking.
"Very serious?"
Liang Hanqing stopped talking, but thinking about the decision he might make, he remained silent for a few minutes before speaking.
"I'm thinking about selling my studio, but I don't know how to tell everyone."
Sheng Mian was a little shocked. Now that the studio is on the rise, why would he suddenly want to sell it? Moreover, Liang Hanqing himself should not be short of money.
But the studio has been his hard work over the past few years. He would never think of selling it unless he was desperate.
"How much more is left?"
"At least 20 million." Liang Hanqing smiled bitterly and rubbed his eyebrows, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes, "It would be great if Fu Yancheng's order could be negotiated last night, but it's a pity."
"I will try Fu Yancheng's place again."
Sheng Mian took her things aside and said, "Don't tell anyone else about this first."
Liang Hanqing sighed.
"Don't put pressure on yourself if you can't do it. It was your sister-in-law's fault last night. She is emotionally unstable now. Let me apologize to you on her behalf."
After getting up and leaving the conference room, Sheng Mian decided to try his luck at Fu's.
Fu Yancheng is there now, and we can only discuss business if we meet him first.
The Fu Family Headquarters Building is located in the center of the CBD in the imperial capital. As one of the tallest landmark buildings, it is extremely eye-catching. It is said that from top to bottom, everything in sight is the property of the Fu family.
The wealth accumulated by our ancestors has reached an exaggerated level by this generation.
After registering, Shengmian entered the lobby and went to the front desk.
The receptionist saw her unfamiliar face and asked with a sweet smile, "Hello, what can I do for you?"
"I want to see Mr. Fu, but I don't know if he is free now."
The front desk lady smiled for a moment and looked her up and down, "Sorry, Mr. Fu doesn't just meet people without an appointment."
Sheng Mian was stunned by these words and asked, "What if we came here to discuss cooperation?"
"For cooperation matters, please contact the commercial department. If a document requires Mr. Fu's signature, it will be submitted to him for approval."
Her silence made the other party's eyes look a little more contemptuous. It seemed that she was another woman who was always following Fu Yancheng's get off work hours, just to have a chance to talk to him.
I don’t know how many times it has been in the past two days.
It’s hard for Shengmian to explain. He can’t just say that I am actually your boss’s wife.
But if I keep waiting like this, I don't know how many years or months I will be able to see him.
Do you really want to go back to the Fu family?
While hesitating, his phone prompted an unfamiliar message.
[Hello, Ms. Sheng, I am Mr. Fu’s personal lawyer. I have visited you twice before regarding the divorce agreement, but you were not here. Do you have time now? 】
