nucmednet Chapter 255 I Quit, I Want to Tell Ruo Shi
Chapter 255 I Quit, I Want to Tell Ruo Shi
His voice was still clear and vigorous, with no obvious sign of fatigue.
After hearing this, Wen Zhixia said to Bai Lan, "He got his phone, which means the hearing went smoothly. He couldn't use his phone before."
She replied "OK", then turned up the volume and played it again for Bai Lan.
Bai Lan nodded after listening to this. "Don't bother yourself, kid. If it's his own business, let him handle it himself. I feel bad for asking you to come here so late. Just rest here. I'll find someone to take you to work tomorrow morning."
Wen Zhixia nodded in agreement.
After all, the old lady is in poor health now. If she feels unwell again in the middle of the night, at least she can have an emergency doctor here. Grandma is the elder in the Fu family that she cares about the most, and she can't bear to leave her alone.
Before returning to his room, Bai Lan suddenly remembered something and asked again, "Child, have you seen Yonglin?"
"Yes," Wen Zhixia nodded. "We had dinner together. He's a very nice guy."
"I called him at night, but he didn't answer. He must have fallen asleep," Bai Lan said. "It's okay, go to sleep. I'll read a magazine and then go to sleep."
Returning to the room, Wen Zhixia closed the curtains with a worried look on his face.
The dark and cold night was isolated outside the window.
The door of the Manhattan Banking Regulatory Office opened and Fu Ruoshi walked out quickly from the building.
After the hearing, the first thing he did when he got his phone was to send a WeChat message to Wen Zhixia.
After sending it, there were countless missed calls and WeChat messages.
He didn't even have time to look at it, so he could only leave the council hall and discuss it on the way.
Fu Ruoshi once again avoided the reporters waiting at the door as if he were avoiding the plague, and returned to the car.
"Boss Fu, is everything going well?" Liu Zhen saw his boss and felt as if he were in another world. "They didn't give you any trouble, did they?"
Fu Ruoshi shook his head while looking at his phone.
Today's meeting still focused on Zhuo Rui's financial situation, data flow, and Fu Ruoshi's nationality, position and family background. He was eloquent and had a stable mentality. He did not lose his temper or laugh when faced with such stupid questions as "How do you prove that you are not an American?". He was flawless throughout the whole process, and the hearing committee members who were professional in making things difficult for him could not find any flaws in him.
After this incident, he was temporarily freed, but the condition was that he had to be contactable at any time before the case was closed, and he had to apply and report before returning to China.
However, despite the victory in the first battle, Fu Ruoshi did not feel relieved, because he was now more certain of one thing:
From being investigated to being detained, everything was deliberately arranged by someone. The purpose was to lure the tiger away from the mountain and take advantage of the few days when he could not contact the outside world to plot against Zhuo Rui.
So he said to Liu Zhen, "Just tell me what happened in the company."
Liu Zhen frowned, looking cautious, "Mr. Fu, Foster seems to be missing."
Fu Ruoshi’s hand froze as he replied to the WeChat message.
"When? When did it start disappearing? How do you know for sure it's a disappearance?"
"I'm just not sure, so I told him at the company that he took a leave to go home." Liu Zhen showed Fu Ruoshi the leave application process and email. "He said he was taking a leave, but Foster used to be able to find people even when he took a leave. It's been five days now, and I still can't contact him. I think he might have something to do. Maybe he wants to deal with Zhuo Rui's gang, such as the Xu and Zhao families?"
Fu Ruoshi listened and looked at the email, which recorded the data of Zhuorui's stock price decline during this period.
He noticed that many companies sold a lot of Zhuorui's stocks during this period, and many customers directly canceled their orders. It seemed that someone wanted to short Zhuorui.
Sure enough, no matter what they did, their core goal was to touch Zhuo Rui.
In the jungle-law-driven market of the United States, the winner is king. In an environment where competitors will report and suppress each other, the key to success is to attack without defending.
"Have the risk control department draft a bet agreement first." Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi said directly to Liu Zhen, "Then have the sales department do their utmost to increase chip sales. Tell them that if sales don't reach 400 million within two months, I will negotiate a takeover, and everyone will disband."
Liu Zhen's heart trembled.
He knew how much Fu Ruoshi valued Zhuo Rui. This was the company he had built at the cost of half his life. According to previous experience, the bet agreement was his first move to preserve the company, and increasing sales was the second step. If neither of these worked, Zhuo Rui would be in great danger.
"Okay, Mr. Fu. I'll do it right away."
Immediately afterwards, Song Ailing called.
Fu Ruoshi took it and heard Song Ailing's concerned voice, "Son, did the hearing go well?"
Thinking about the fact that she had put the most thought into her being released on bail, Fu Ruoshi's attitude improved a lot, "At least you won't go to jail."
"That's good..." Song Ailing hesitated, "Well. You go ahead and do your work. I don't have anything else to do. It's just that your grandma called me just now and I didn't answer. She's worried about you. Please tell her."
"Yeah. I know." Fu Ruoshi said, "I'll wait till dawn and tell her."
Song Ailing was about to hang up when Fu Ruoshi suddenly remembered something. "Does my old man know?" he asked again, "How is he now? Isn't he mad to death?"
"No..." Song Ailing could only lie, "He's already asleep."
She can't say that you, the old man, took the lead in luring the tiger away from the mountain, taking the lead in short-selling your company's stocks, and buying press releases to discredit your company.
However, Fu Ruoshi had never thought of this at all.
What child would imagine that his own father would go to great lengths to harm him? This is not common sense.
Even after narrowly avoiding imprisonment, his feelings for his family deepened. Especially since Song Ailing ran around for him and even brought Wen Zhixia to accompany him, it was the first time in his nearly thirty years of life that he felt Song was so attentive to him.
"Okay, then you go to sleep first and tell him to take care of himself." Fu Ruoshi said to Song Ailing, "I'll try to finish it and come back before the New Year."
Song Ailing wanted to say something, but she knew that her son was a sensitive person. If she said more, Fu Ruoshi might find it abnormal. So she said nothing, just nodded and hung up the phone.
Despite this, after hanging up the phone, Song Ailing still couldn't calm down.
She stood on the balcony for a while and then returned to the bedroom.
Fu Keming was still sitting in front of the computer, staring at Zhuorui's stock market.
This practice of racking one's brains just to force the child back home was unbearable for Song Ailing, who grew up in a family of high-ranking officials and was accustomed to seeing fathers and sons fighting each other.
She wanted to get angry for no reason, so she grabbed a pillow and threw it at Fu Keming, "Can you please stop? Your son told you to take care of yourself!!!"
The pillow hit Fu Keming right on the forehead.
Suddenly, Fu Keming's eyes went dark.
He quickly shook his head and pretended nothing happened.
In the past few days, he has been dizzy more and more frequently, and even bending over to go to the toilet will cause him to bleed from his nose.
He felt more and more that time was running out. If Zhuo Rui didn't collapse and Fu Ruoshi didn't return to China, he might not even be able to survive the New Year.
"He can't possibly say that," Fu Keming said coldly. "His words are like a knife. He can win a battle of words, but he can't speak among himself. Even if you don't want me to touch Zhuo Rui, you don't have to make up such a clumsy lie."
Song Ailing was so angry that she saw stars.
She walked to the computer and turned off Fu Keming's computer.
"You do it, I quit," she picked up the phone, "I want to tell Ruo Shi."