Sheng Mian looked at the message and then glanced at the documents that needed to be processed on his desk.
Replied one.
【I may have to come over later.】
【Um.】
Seeing his reply, Sheng Mian put her phone next to her and processed the documents in her hands seriously.
When she was done with it, she raised her head and glanced at the dim sky outside.
I was surprised to realize that the time was a little late, so I quickly took my phone and took a look.
Four hours have passed since she chatted with Fu Yancheng.
His eyebrows furrowed. Fu Yancheng shouldn't be waiting for her forever, right?
【Mr. Fu, where are you?】
【Fu Shi.】
In Fu's office, the air pressure in this room was very low. When the senior management came to report the situation in the evening, they were keenly aware that Fu Yancheng was in a bad mood.
When I went out, my legs were so frightened that I quickly told my colleagues who were about to go in.
"The president is in a bad mood, be careful."
So everyone who was planning to report tonight was too scared to come to the office.
A full four hours, is this what the woman said would be later?
He has no sense of time at all. When has he ever waited for so long?
But now that I saw the message from her, my anger dissipated a little, and I suppressed my emotions and replied to the address.
But then, he saw another message from Sheng Mian.
[It’s a bit late today, why don’t I come see Mr. Fu tomorrow? 】
When Fu Yancheng saw this news, the anger in his heart suddenly emerged.
【Come here right now.】
After typing these four words, he slowly deleted them.
【what ever.】
He replied like this, stood up directly, and left the office without even looking at the gifts on the table.
When he returned to the hotel, he still felt angry.
But as a person, the more angry he is, the calmer he becomes, and he will never become extremely angry.
Just then Wen Sihe called and asked him if he had returned to China and if he wanted to go out for a drink.
Every time Wen Sihe called, nine times out of ten he was drinking.
Fu Yancheng just finished his work and drove over.
He still only wore a watch on his wrist, and his slender fingers held the steering wheel.
His eyes were as dark as night, and his whole person was as if there were no waves in an ancient well, but there was also a frightening chill in it.
While waiting at the traffic light, he heard someone knocking on his window, frowned, and opened the window, only to see Shen Sheng.
Shen Sheng was wearing a dark red suit, and what he had just thrown in was a bow tie. He was looking at him with interest.
"Mr. Fu, what a coincidence."
Fu Yancheng only glanced at him lightly and closed the car window directly.
As soon as the red light passed, he stepped on the accelerator.
But then, a car suddenly rushed out from the side. It was Shen Sheng's car, and it turned in front of him.
Fu Yancheng's face turned cold instantly and he stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.
Shen Sheng was just teasing him, but after all he could see that Fu Yancheng was in a bad mood tonight and the car was almost freezing.
But he didn't expect Fu Yancheng's car to rush straight up. If he hadn't dodged in time, he would have been severely rear-ended.
"Hold!"
He cursed and was aroused to fight. He saw Fu Yancheng's car rushing ahead and followed it directly.
The accelerators of both vehicles were pushed to the bottom. It was evening again, and there were new properties being developed on the outskirts of the city recently, so there were a lot of big trucks on this road.
A place with a lot of big trucks means it's very dangerous.
Shen Sheng knows how to play, and the car he drove tonight is a sports car, which he has modified himself and has good performance.
Fu Yancheng's car is of presidential defense level, and its leading ability cannot reach that of a professional sports car.
But Fu Yancheng drove so fast that Shen Sheng was a little frightened.
Especially when he saw trucks one after another in front of Fu Yancheng's car, Shen Sheng was so frightened that his heart rose to his throat.
Damn it, wasn’t it just to tease him a little bit, is there any need to do this?
Shen Sheng also became a little competitive and stepped on the accelerator harder.
But all he could see was Fu Yancheng's car butt.
Fu Yancheng stopped at the door of the bar and got out of the car without hesitation.
A minute later, Shen Sheng's car stopped behind him.
It seems that the two of them came to the same bar tonight.
After Shen Sheng got out of the car, he walked towards Fu Yancheng with a smile on his face.
"Mr. Fu's skills are comparable to those of a professional racing driver."
Fu Yancheng glanced at him, his eyes were light, and he said, "You are too good."
After saying that, he walked in.
Shen Sheng stood at the door, a little messy.
Then he took a deep breath. Don't be angry. He is not as crazy as Fu Yancheng. He drives a defense-level car crazier than a sports car.
Severe and ruthless.
"You deserve it for not knowing your wife!"
Shen Sheng cursed and called his person in charge, "Have my car towed for modification. This crappy thing can't be compared to an ordinary car."
