Chapter 14 When Did I Worry About Her?
The originally sunny weather has now rained as big as beans.
When An Yan and Su Yue drove away from the mall and entered the lane, they saw An Yirou standing by the roadside waiting for the car, looking happy.
"Accelerate, rush over!" An Yan's lips curled slightly.
Su Yue raised her eyebrows, stepped on the accelerator and rushed over. The dirty water on the roadside splashed high, wetting An Yirou's champagne-colored skirt and even splashed on her face.
An Yiru was so angry that he stomped his feet and watched the red Porsche move away.
Inside the Maybach car waiting for the red light not far away.
Han Yang reported, "Mr. Fu, the store manager and the cabinet sisters were fired."
Fu Shiyan Qing, looking at Fu Chenyu's name displayed on the phone screen, hung up the call and blocked the other party.
Suddenly, Han Yang laughed out loud.
Fu Shiyan glanced lightly, "What are you laughing at?"
"The red Porsche was just now suddenly accelerated when passing by Miss An, and dirty water splashed all over her."
"gloat?"
Han Yang coughed lightly, "Miss An Yan is sitting in the Porsche."
Fu Shiyan rarely raised a smile on his noble and indifferent face, but it was fleeting, "Sometimes people don't need to be too kind."
"But Mr. Fu, Miss An Yan earned more than 10 million yuan today. This time, Miss An Yan is no longer poor, so you can worry less."
Fu Shiyan frowned, "When did I worry about her?"
Han Yang: "..."
The green light illuminated and Maybach slowly started moving forward.
Fu Shiyan looked slightly at An Yirou, who was furious on the roadside, and a trace of playfulness flashed in her cold eyes, "Accelerate, rush over."
Han Yang was stunned at first, then understood Fu Shiyan's intention and rushed over at a faster speed.
An Yirou was cursing, but after a metal black Maybach was galloping past, she swallowed a mouthful of dirty water and then started to retching.
Han Yang stole the rearview mirror and found that the corners of Fu Shiyan's lips curled up slightly.
I didn't expect that his president would have such a naughty side.
Fu Group.
As soon as Fu Shiyan walked out of the president's special elevator, she saw Fu Chenyu with an anxious look on his face.
"Uncle."
Fu Shiyan has an innate noble and arrogant attitude. Even if he doesn't say a word and just looks at the other person indifferently, he has a kind of ability to surrender.
He glanced at Fu Chenyu and walked towards the office, "Do you have something to do?"
Fu Chenyu followed the man carefully and asked tentatively, "Uncle, why did you suddenly check Yinsha International's turnover?"
Fu Shiyan stopped and looked at him with a stern look, "I will only give you two minutes to explain."
Han Song opened the office door first, and Fu Shiyan walked in with her slender and straight legs, while Fu Chenyu followed her in a mess.
He stood at the desk like a primary school student, with his head down, his eyes looking at his nose and nose.
Fu Shiyan sat on a black leather chair, with her hands casually on the armrests, and her clean and shiny fingertips tapped lightly, and the sound hit Fu Chenyu's heart.
"The Yinsha International Yin and Yang books, the supervisor has learned well." Fu Shiyan threw the documents on the table on his face, and the sharp paper cut his cheek.
Looking at the dense numbers and words, Fu Chenyu knew that his fraudulent accounts had been exposed.
He pursed his lips, "Uncle, I need money to run my own company."
"Use Fu's money to fill your empty subsidiaries? Do you think I'm a fool?"
Hearing this, Fu Chenyu couldn't help but clench his hands.
A cold air was gathered around Fu Shiyan, and his face, which had few expressions, once again gloomy. "The company that filled the deficit on the surface has actually been transferred to an overseas account!"
Fu Chen was sweating heavily between his forehead, "Uncle, forgive me once."
"Don't pay the money as it is, this matter will pass, otherwise I will call your father now."
"Don't hit me, I'll do it. If my dad knows, he must send me to prison!" Fu Chenyu raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
Fu Shiyan gently lifted his eyes, "within half a month."
Fu Chenyu frowned, and when he thought that the duck he had won had flew away, he had to pay back a penny of the money, which was even more uncomfortable than sucking his blood.
After he left the office, he called the bank manager, "After a while, a woman wanted to withdraw 13.7 million and intercept me. What? She has been transferred to the welfare home?"
Fu Chenyu didn't expect An Yan to move so quickly, nor did she expect that she didn't ask for the money but donated it.
He felt a tightness in his chest, as if he was punched hard, and the money could not be returned.
Han Song watched him leave and walked into the office.
"Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu just called the bank and wanted to intercept the check for Miss An Yan, but was told that the money of the check had been transferred to the welfare home."
Upon hearing this, Fu Shiyan's hand was reviewing the documents and a moment of surprise flashed through her eyes.
I was obviously short of money, but I donated it.
The girl's pure and lustful face appeared in front of him again...
Settling a villa.
After An Yan came back, she saw Du Xinlan and An Yirou sitting on the sofa, both staring at her with great grudges.
"Where is the card?" Du Xinlan faced coldly.
An Yan Yangyangyang said, "I only bought clothing today but not jewelry yet. I will continue tomorrow. I don't know what happened, but the card will be frozen. At that time, I will ask my dad to unfreeze the card."
Du Xinlan placed the teacup in her hand heavily on the coffee table, "Didn't Chen Yu give you a check worth more than 10 million yuan? Give me all the checks and cards!"
An Yan looked at Du Xinlan's face as if it was bigger than a pot, "It's my ability to make money, and the card was given to me by my father. You have no right to do either of these two things."
"The company's performance is not so good now. If you are a part of the An family, you have the obligation to make a contribution to the An family!"
An Yan said, "I see that the jewelry you have all over you can sell at least 20 million. You consciously contribute to the An family and go to the luxury recycling store to sell it!"
"You!" Du Xinlan felt that An Yan had become a different person, no longer timid, and dared to talk back.
An Yan curled her lips, "When I talked about being a part of the An family, I suddenly remembered that the shares of An family should be owned by me. After all, there is even a stepdaughter. How could I be less than her? Then I will ask a lawyer to consult."
Du Xinlan was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth and watched An Yan turn into the corner of the second floor.
"Mom, my sister really got the company's shares."
Du Xinlan was so angry that her cheeks were bulging, "Don't worry, everything in An's family belongs to you and has nothing to do with that little bitch."
An Yirou frowned, "But, she is her father's daughter after all."
Du Xinlan held her hand and said, "Don't worry! All the assets of the An family belong to you."
Chapter completed!