Fu Wenzhou kept his word, and from that day on he worked at Dingsheng every day, and Dingsheng's profit miraculously changed from being evenly balanced to a profit that was 20% more than the previous quarter.

What even Yan Shaoqin couldn't do, Fu Wenzhou could easily do in just half a month.

And during this half-month period, every employee of Dingsheng had to walk with fear and even breathe carefully, fearing that the new Mr. Fu would take him in for surgery if he was not careful.

Although all the employees of Dingsheng often complain and complain in private, they are more energetic than the others on the day when wages are paid.

Isn't it just to make more money if you work as a laborer?

It's OK to be tired, but I'm afraid of bosses who won't pay overtime pay and treat their employees harshly.

The new Mr. Fu, unlike the other two bosses, directly changed their year-end bonus to monthly bonus.

As long as the monthly performance reaches the target, there will be bonuses, and everyone will work harder.

When Dingsheng's new quarterly financial statements were presented to Song Qingyou, Song Qingyou was surprised.

She really didn't expect Fu Wenzhou to be able to increase Dingsheng's profit so much in such a short period of time.

In the living room, Song Qingyou closed the financial report and said with a warm smile: "Mr. Fu, what reward do you want?"

Fu Wenzhou handed over the medicine and warm water in his hand: "Drink the medicine first."

Song Qingyou took the cup of water and raised her head to take the medicine.

Fu Wenzhou frowned slightly: "There are three days left in the month, why hasn't Yun Nian come back yet?"

Song Qingyou smiled lightly: "Why are you so anxious? There are still three days left."

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Your medicine is almost out. Yun Nian left a month's supply when he left. What will happen if he doesn't come back when it expires?"

Song Qingyou was not too anxious. She had already mastered the preparation method of the medicine prepared by Yun Nian and could make it herself.

It's just that she doesn't know the next stage of medication, but she's not in a hurry.

After all, her illness is not one that will kill her immediately, and she can survive for a while.

Moreover, in the past month, her cough frequency has decreased a lot, and her palpitations have also slightly improved.

She comforted Fu Wenzhou softly: "I'm fine, don't worry too much. My little Fu has helped me make so much money. What reward do you want?"

Fu Wenzhou knelt down in front of her and stared at Song Qingyou without blinking, focusing and serious: "Sister, let's open a mom-and-pop shop."

"Mom-and-pop shop?" Song Qingyou was stunned and asked in confusion: "Is it an emerging industry?"

Fu Wenzhou's voice was deep: "Literally, our shop is called a mom-and-pop shop."

Song Qingyou held her chin up and looked at him: "You are not tired, but I am too. It is not enough for the Song family to be prosperous."

Fu Wenzhou pursed his thin lips slightly and was about to speak when a childish cry suddenly came from the door.

"Sister Youyou!"

The voice arrived before Yun Nianren arrived.

Song Qingyou and Fu Wenzhou looked back at the door together.

At the door, Yun Nian no longer wore the cassock, but changed into a set of sportswear suitable for his age. He was running towards Song Qingyou excitedly with his hands open: "Sister Youyou, I miss you so much!"

However, before he could get close to Song Qingyou, he was blocked by a tall body.

Fu Wenzhou raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at him condescendingly: "You kid, just keep talking and don't touch me."

Yun Nian glared at Fu Wenzhou with dissatisfaction, but did not dare to refute. He could only put down his arms resignedly and looked at Song Qingyou behind Fu Wenzhou: "Sister Youyou, your complexion is much better than before I left."

Song Qingyou smiled, reached out and pushed Fu Wenzhou aside, and glanced at the door: "You came back alone? Didn't I remember that someone was with you?"

Yun Nian said mysteriously: "I got rid of that uncle. He wasn't sending me off, he was just spying on me. On the way back, I excused him to go to the toilet and ran back first. He was here for me.

I’m probably still hiking on some country road.”

Song Qingyou: "..."

Fu Wenzhou narrowed his eyes: "You said you threw Fu Kang away?"

"That's right." Yun Nian hummed, "Don't you believe it?"

Fu Wenzhou sneered twice, not bothering to expose him.

How could Fu Kang be fooled by a young boy? Most likely, he had already arrived at the foot of the capital, the alarm was lifted, and he left on his own.

Yun Nian, a loser, thought he had dumped her.

Song Qingyou took the package from Yun Nian: "Have your master's ashes been buried?"

Yun Nian was a little thirsty, so he first asked: "Is there any water, Sister Youyou?"

Song Qingyou nodded, turned to look at Fu Wenzhou: "Go and pour some water."

Fu Wenzhou frowned: "Why should I pour it for him? I won't go."

Song Qingyou's voice was light: "Go quickly."

Fu Wenzhou touched the tip of his tongue to his lower cheek and went to the kitchen.

Yun Nian took advantage of him not paying attention and deliberately made a face behind his back.

Fu Wenzhou turned around as if feeling something, and glanced suspiciously at Yun Nian, who was standing straight and silent, "What did you just do?"

Yun Nian looked innocent: "No, I didn't do anything."

Fu Wenzhou was doubtful, gave the other party a warning look, turned around and handed the poured water to Yun Nian without being polite.

Yun Nian rubbed his hands on his clothes vigorously, then took the water glass and drank it in one gulp.

Song Qingyou was afraid that he would choke, so she reminded him softly: "Drink slowly."

Yun Nian was extremely thirsty and drank very quickly. The bottom of the glass of water was immediately gone. He handed the glass back to Fu Wenzhou: "I want more."

Fu Wenzhou's patience had reached its limit: "Don't you have any hands yourself?"

Yun Nian looked at Song Qingyou pitifully: "Sister Youyou, I'm almost exhausted from walking all the way."

Song Qingyou: "Go and pour it."

Fu Wenzhou: "..."

He shouted coldly and flew towards Yun Nian with his sharp eyes.

Yun Nian shrank back in fear, and the pretentious aura he had just now disappeared. He took the cup back and said, "What about that? I'll pour it myself."

Fu Wenzhou's expression softened somewhat and was no longer so cold.

Yun Nian took two cups and drank them directly in the kitchen. Only then did he feel alive. He said, "I came back three days early this time because I encountered a very strange thing."

"Something strange?" Song Qingyou asked with a frown.
Chapter completed!