nucmednet Chapter 271 Help him remove obstacles
Chapter 271 Help him remove obstacles
Less than two seconds after the message was sent:
Fu Yonglin sent a message: Ruoshi, I just landed in Jincheng last night. I was so tired that I fell asleep as soon as I got home. I just woke up.
After listening to Wen Zhixia's analysis last night, Fu Ruoshi made an appointment with Yonglin and wanted to talk to him in person.
So he replied: [Thank you for your hard work, have you had breakfast? If not, let’s eat together.]
after an hour.
The two met at the place where they met last time.
Fu Yonglin arrived first as usual. When Fu Ruoshi entered the box, he was quietly drinking tea.
He was watching the crosstalk on TV intently, smiling from time to time, and seemed very interested.
"I didn't expect you to actually like crosstalk." Fu Ruoshi smiled and sat across from Yonglin. "Don't you think it's really vulgar?"
The moment he saw Fu Ruoshi, Yonglin was stunned for a second.
"How did you lose so much weight?" He stood up in surprise and looked at the bandage on Fu Ruoshi's forehead. "Why are you injured again?"
"It's okay, it's okay," Fu Ruoshi shook his head, "I had a fight with Fu Keming."
Although the words were simple, Fu Ruoshi was still touched when he saw the concern in Yonglin's eyes.
Even Yonglin, whom he hadn't seen for many years and with whom he had had some unpleasantness, was so concerned about him. Thinking of Fu Keming's indifference, he felt even more heartbroken.
However, Fu Yonglin could see at a glance that there was a hint of inexplicable loss in his tiredness.
Yonglin guessed that perhaps he had already learned that Fu Keming wanted to short sell and acquire Zhuorui.
No one can remain calm when being betrayed by their loved ones.
"By the way," Fu Ruoshi asked, "I actually came here to check with you. Did you find Foster?"
When Foster was mentioned, Yonglin thought of the conversation between Fu Keming and Song Ailing that he heard at the villa.
These superiors are so inhumane that they even framed their own sons.
On the way to and from New York, the more he thought about it, the more he could not forgive Fu Keming.
Not only did he cause his mother to die of illness, but he was also so cruel to Ruo Shi. He could beat and scold his son, but he could do such a heartbreaking thing as stabbing him in the back. Is there such a father in the world?
"Yes."
Thinking of this, he did not deny it, "Did you guess this answer, or who told you?"
"Is it really you!?" Fu Ruo laughed in surprise, "No one told me that. Wen Zhixia helped me analyze it."
When mentioning Wen Zhixia, a look of relief appeared on Fu Ruoshi's face. Although there were so many monsters and demons, there was always someone who could make him completely unreserved.
He continued, "Wen Zhixia and I speculated, but how did you find him? I sent many people but couldn't find him."
Fu Yonglin didn't want to tell him that it was she who determined Foster's approximate location by eavesdropping on the conversation between Fu Keming and Song Ailing.
"Ruoshi, can you keep this a secret? I mean, besides you, me, and Zhixia, don't let anyone else know that it was me who did it, okay?"
"Of course," Fu Ruoshi saw that he was unwilling to say more, so he stopped asking, "I'm not a talkative person, don't worry."
at the same time.
The Fu Group building is still as busy as usual.
Fu Keming came back from the morning meeting and returned to the office, where Song Ailing was waiting for him.
In the past few days, she came to his office on time every day, nominally for business, but actually to communicate confidential information with him.
Song Ailing watched Fu Keming take the medicine and said to him, "I asked the people at the airport to find out that Zhao Zhengrong and Zhao Xiaoning will secretly return to China next month. They are probably visiting relatives. They have already bought their tickets."
She showed Fu Keming the flight information for Zhao Zhengrong and Zhao Xiaoning, and then said, "I've already arranged for the dismissal of several dishonest executives within the group. As for the other directors, I don't think they pose a threat for the time being. If you clear out all the key personnel, you'll be unpopular. Most importantly, if you take over, you can't be without strong supporters, and you can't make powerful enemies."
Fu Keming hummed and said, "This time, I will definitely not let Zhao Zhengrong and his father leave the mainland alive."
"Wait a minute," Song Ailing said, "Don't be so arbitrary. Let's do some good for the children and not cause any more deaths. Don't go to extremes."
Fu Keming said nothing. He lit the pipe in his hand and smoked silently.
After so many years of ups and downs in the world of fame and fortune where officials and businessmen gather, he deeply realized that many things cannot be resolved by not doing extreme things. Whether it is to build an empire or to defend it, the first thing is to have the determination to fight the enemy to the death.
Therefore, during this period of time, he was thinking all the time, once he died, what should he do now to ensure Fu Ruoshi's safe ascension to the position to the greatest extent, clear the obstacles in front of him, and find trustworthy helpers.
In particular, it is necessary to eliminate the powerful enemies that may threaten his life.
The first to bear the brunt are the Zhao family and the Xu family. They have a deep hatred with the Fu family. Fu Keming is thinking that once Zhao Zhengrong makes a comeback, he will not be there, and Fu Ruoshi has just come to power and cannot mobilize too many resources. In addition, the two families have a style of doing things without bottom line. If a fight breaks out, Fu Ruoshi will definitely not be at a disadvantage.
So this time he was willing to risk his life to drag them down with him.
"Have you had a lawyer review my will?" Fu Keming changed the subject. "You can add one more clause: transfer a trust fund I have to Wen Zhixia, about 3 billion, as our betrothal gift for her marriage."
When he explained these things, his tone and demeanor were terrifyingly calm. It didn't sound like a dying man explaining his final affairs at all, but rather like he was discussing someone else's life and death.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Aren't you still alive?" Song Ailing's voice choked with sobs. "When it's your turn to die, you will definitely die. If it's not your turn to die, you won't be able to die even if you want to. Stop talking about death all the time. It's really annoying."
Although there is no love between him and me, we have been married for nearly 30 years and the man in front of me is about to pass away. No one can remain indifferent.
"What's bothering you?" Fu Keming frowned. "Don't you wish I'd die every day? If I die, you'll have money and free time. Those handsome young men will be eager to pounce on you. It's good that you don't get dazzled by the choices..."
Song Ailing raised her eyes angrily, and he saw Song Ailing's uncontrollable tears and shut up.
"Alright! Die soon!" Song Ailing's eyes were red. "For the sake of our marriage and the fact that we have a son, I will bring a few more handsome men to your grave during the Qingming Festival to burn paper for you!"
After saying that, she threw the medicine box in her hand onto the table, slammed the door and left.
at dusk.
Wen Zhixia came out after the consultation, stretched her sore neck, and prepared to pack up and leave work.
Immediately afterwards, Mu Xiaoya ran towards him hurriedly.
"Sister Zhixia, are you busy now?"
Wen Zhixia saw that she was anxious and asked, "No, what happened? Where did the explosion happen?"
"No, no," Xiaoya pointed to the emergency room. "Your big best friend and her boyfriend got beaten up! They're getting stitches in the emergency room!"