True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

  Chapter 102 The younger brother of the boss is also the boss [2 more]

  The shaking was too great, and Ying Zijin stopped.

  She took off her earphones: "Well, what's the matter?"

   "Look, look there!" Xiu Yu was very excited, "Front right, look!"

  Ying Ziying pressed her head and looked in the direction she said.

  It is a big screen on which Qingzhi often broadcasts the students who have won awards and have been punished.

  But at this time, a photo of a person was placed.

  A young man in a blue suit, about twenty-four years old.

  There is a name and a brief introduction next to it, but Ying Zijin didn’t read it.

  Nothing special, she is not very interested.

   "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

  Ying Ziying raised her hand and held Xiuyu to prevent her from passing out: "Well, who?"

  "Shang Yaozhi! The youngest actor in the entertainment industry!" Xiu Yu was a little surprised, "Father Ying, don't you play Weibo? You don't even know him?"

  Ying Ziying was slightly silent.

  She is on Weibo, more often she is watching food live broadcasts and recipes, or pet bloggers.

  By the way, add forwarding volume to the video edited by Mr. Zhong.

   "Wow, I can't do it, I want to give you Amway my idol." Xiu Yu pointed to the big screen, "Shang Yaozhi, 24 years old this year, debut seven years, won the Golden Flower Award last year."

   "Among the niche born after 95, he is the only one to win the actor's throne. Isn't that great?"

  Ying Zijin had never touched these before, so he replied, "It's pretty amazing."

   "Unexpectedly, he would come to our school to give a speech. Why is the principal so groggy these days." Xiu Yu suddenly patted his forehead, "I forgot, he graduated from the art class of our school, and later he was promoted to the Imperial Theater Academy."

   Forget it, she retracted her compliment to the principal.

   "When I was in the imperial capital, I never met him." Xiu Yu said again, "Father Ying, we will go to the lecture together at that time, and I will help you get tickets."

  Ling Zijin paused, but took back the words she didn't want to go.

  Anyway, you can sleep in the lecture, but it’s not comfortable without a pillow.

  Xiu Yu happily: "Daddy Ying, you definitely don’t know that Shang Yaozhi is actually a three-seater star. There will be one of his dramas this summer, and I must follow it."

  Sanxi star refers to the film circle, TV drama circle and music circle have been involved.

  Hearing this, Ying Zijin took another look at the big screen.

   does not look as good as Fu Yunshen.

   Forget it, don’t watch.

  **

   Fu’s old house.

  Fu's body has improved a lot recently, and he will not often pass out in a coma.

  But because the toxins are not clear, there are still many hidden dangers.

When   Ling Zijin was treating Father Fu, he fell asleep and didn't know about the treatment.

  Fu Yunshen’s original intention was also to hide from Mr. Fu, so that he should not be overly worried and anxious.

  The fifteenth of each month is the day when the Fu family gathers.

  On this day, even if there is no harmony on the surface, you must go back to the old house to have dinner with Mr. Fu.

  Although Mr. Fu is in poor health, he still has a lot of equity in the Fu Group and several major industries.

  This makes some people with ghosts, even if they want to move, they can only engage in small actions secretly, and they have to guard themselves on the bright side.

  Fu's father has four sons in total. From his line alone, there are ten brothers and sisters in Fu Yunshen's generation.

  This is not counted as a member of the family of his brothers and fathers.

  So every month at the family gathering, dozens of people gather in the old house of the Fu family.

  Fu Mingcheng doesn't like family gatherings very much, because every time the other rooms come to the old house of the Fu family, they will pull him to ask questions, and flattering and flattering are indispensable.

  But he is also the eldest son of Mr. Fu, and he must entertain these people.

"Mingcheng, your sons are really outstanding." The speaker was a lady with an enviable tone. "I heard that Yihan set up a company by himself. It's not small. I heard that all Has a relationship with the big family of the imperial capital?"

  Fu Yihan is the eldest son of Fu Mingcheng, and the eldest of the Fu family, the eldest grandson of the old Fu.

  Fu Mingcheng was very impatient, but couldn't tell.

   But praise Fu Yihan, which made him very useful, just nodded lightly: "It's too good, Yihan just does it casually. His company is just a small workshop, and it's shameless."

   "Hey, where is the reputation." The lady laughed, "Yihan is so powerful. In the future, the Fu Group will definitely carry forward in his hands, and the old man will be happy, unlike some people..."

   As she said, her conversation turned, she was very contemptuous: “I am idle every day and go to Fengyue places, and I don’t know which day I will do something that will betray the ethics and shame the Fu family.”

   "It's also really weird, the same father, the same mother, how the difference is so big."

  As soon as this sentence came out, the people in the living room couldn't help but stop their movements.

  They naturally don’t know who the lady is talking about.

  Besides Fu Yunshen, who else is there?

  Fu Mingcheng had no response when he listened to the previous words.

  But when I heard the last sentence, my complexion changed and it was so gloomy.

   "I said wrong, I said the wrong thing." The lady chuckled in her heart and was busy remedying, "Mingcheng, I speak straight, you don't mind."

  Fu Mingcheng glanced at her coldly, this time he didn't pay attention at all.

  The lady's face is not very good.

  The meal is approaching, and the Fu family are all preparing at the table, waiting for Mr. Fu to come down.

At six o'clock exactly, footsteps came upstairs.

  Fu old man helped the stairs to go down slowly, Fu Yunshen followed him, helping him from time to time.

   Seeing this scene, Fu Yichen snorted coldly: "I will please Grandpa, and I have no ability at all."

Mrs. Fu next to    heard this and told him to shut up.

  Fu Yichen didn't say any more, watching Fu Yunshen sit down on the right hand side of Mr. Fu coldly.

  At that position, as long as Fu Yunshen is there, Fu Mingcheng cannot sit.

  Half of the meal, Father Fu suddenly put down his chopsticks.

  His every move was being watched, he stopped, since the others stopped too.

   "Everyone is here today, and it just happened to say something." Old man Fu coughed and said lightly, "My body is gradually dying, so I will explain some things in the near future."

  Hearing these words, the Fu family at the table couldn't help but change their faces.

  But several of them were happy.

   "Dad, what are you talking about?" Fu Mingcheng frowned, and said calmly, "You are sitting here well, what do you say these frustrating words for?"

  "You know if it's discouraged or not." Father Fu glanced at him, "Today, I will announce one thing first."

  He beckoned, and the professional manager who had been waiting for a long time knew, and immediately went forward and handed a document.

  Old man Fu put on reading glasses, flipped through the documents, and said: "I am going to divide up several industries."

  Fu Mingcheng was moved after hearing this, but still restrained.

  If the old man wants to divide the industry, he naturally started with his eldest son.

  However, Father Fu’s next sentence made Fu Mingcheng’s face instantly ugly.

   "This Yuxiangfang, I will leave it to Yun Shen."

  Don't talk about Fu Mingcheng, the faces of the others in the Fu family are not much better.

  Fu Yichen said directly irritably, "Grandpa, are you always confused? Yuxiangfang is the signature of our Fu family. You give a 纨纔? Aren't you afraid that he will be defeated directly?"

   "Yichen!" Madam Fu scolded, "Did you say that to your brother?"

   said to Fu Yun Shen again: "Yun Shen, don't mind, Mom will help you train him."

  Old man Fu looked over, his eyes were pale.

   "Grandpa, it's okay." Fu Yun raised his eyes deeply, smiling cynically, and his tone was lax, "I don't want it, your old man should give it to someone else."

   Fu Yichen sneered, but dared to lower his voice and mock: "You are quite self-aware."

   "Don't want Xiaoqi, then leave it for now." To the surprise of others, Old Fu didn't plan to distribute Yuxiangfang to others, "Then eat first today and talk about it another day."

  Everyone had a different heart for this meal. After the meal, the other rooms left in a hurry.

  Fu Yichen followed Fu Mingcheng into the study, and it exploded all at once.

   "Dad, I really don't understand. Why is Big Brother not better than Fu Yunshen? And why does Grandpa pass Dad you and give him Yuxiangfang?"

  Fu Mingcheng did not speak, and frowned.

  "Dad, why do you think Grandpa likes a gangster so much?" He was puzzled, and more angry, "Is Grandpa blind? He can't even see his eldest brother?"

  "Such words are not allowed to be said in the future." Fu Mingcheng said sternly, "Especially in front of your grandfather, your boss is not young, can you think of it first?"

   Fu Yichen's arrogance disappeared: "I just can't understand him."

  Fu Mingcheng waved his hand: "At least your grandfather didn't give away Yuxiangfang today."

   After a pause, he said again: "You give your eldest brother a call."

  Fu Yichen's eyes lit up and he went out happily.

  Fu Mingcheng was still sitting in the study. For a long while, he took out the key to open the drawer and took out a piece of paper, his expression getting colder.

  **

  Fu Yunshen did not stay at Fu's house much after Father Fu rested.

  He sat in Maserati, ready to go back to the single apartment in the city.

  I just put my hand on the steering wheel, and the phone on the seat rang.

   is not a smart phone, but the pure black big brother.

  No caller ID is displayed.

  Fu Yunshen took a look, then picked up: "What's the matter?"

  The breathing was short over there, and I didn't say a word for a long time.

  Fu Yun narrowed his peachy eyes, his smile faded: "Say."

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  　　 So there are no prototypes for the characters in the entertainment industry, none of them, the author made up, please do not bring them in.

  (End of this chapter)