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I Woke My Vegetative Husband up at Our Wedding Night!
Chapter 242 - 242 She’s Not Young Master Fu’s Person242 She’s Not Young Master Fu’s Person
“What about the progress of the Bin City project?” Fu Sinian asked again.
Chen Song quickly took away his computer. “Young Master Fu, isn’t that project only starting next month?”
“Activate it early. I’ll be there myself.”
“This… this…”
“Book a flight to Bin City today.”
“Yes!” Chen Song quickly went to make arrangements.
As soon as he walked out of Fu Sinian’s office, Chen Song hugged Jiang Feng, who was playing games in the lounge.
“What’s wrong?” Jiang Feng put down his phone and looked at Chen Song in confusion.
“What’s wrong with Young Master Fu? Why did he suddenly follow up on the Bin City project personally? That project was originally planned to start next month. This will mess with others!”
“What did you say? Young Master Fu is going on a business trip to Bin City?”
“Yes, he’s leaving today!” Chen Song’s expression was extremely ugly. “Jiang Feng, is there any internal information that can be revealed? I have to prepare.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“No.” Jiang Feng shook his head.
“Ah! The heavens want me dead!” Chen Song screamed.
Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something and stared at Jiang Feng.
“Why is Young Master Fu suddenly interested in the entertainment industry? He has acquired several entertainment companies in a row. From the looks of it, his ultimate goal is Feng Yang Media.”
“Feng Yang Media belongs to the Qin family.”
“Does the Qin family have the guts to offend Young Master Fu?”
“I should say that they asked for it,” Jiang Feng corrected him.
Chen Song immediately understood that they were courting death!
…
In the evening, a guest came to the Fu family’s old residence.
Jin An led him into the living room.
“Old Master, look who’s here.”
The old master and Shi Qian looked up at the same time.
Rong Qi greeted the old master and Shi Qian with a smile.
“Old Master, Sister Qian Qian.”
“Kid, why did you suddenly think of coming to see me?”
“I’m here to see Sister Qian Qian.”
Rong Qi smiled and walked forward. Before he could sit on the sofa, Old Master Fu blocked him with his walking stick.
“Stay away from my Qian Qian.”
Rong Qi gripped his walking stick. “Old Master, put this away. I’m afraid! I have a shadow.”
Only then did the old master put away his walking stick.
“Old Master, Third Young Master Rong even brought so many things.” Jin An brought the things in.
“I heard that Sister Qian Qian was sick and specially came to see her.”
“You’re quite well informed.” The old master tapped the armchair beside him for the sake of the gifts. “Sit.”
Rong Qi quickly sat down.
Shi Qian poured a cup of tea and brought it to Rong Qi.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm“How did you know I was in the hospital?” she asked softly.
“Young Master Fu is stirring up trouble in the entertainment industry. Feng Yang Media is struggling desperately in the water like a drowning dog. How can I miss such a commotion? So he’s taking revenge for Sister Qian Qian! The Qin family is blind. How dare they touch Young Master Fu’s people.”
Listening to these words, Shi Qian’s heart slowly tightened.
Fu Sinian had actually dealt with the Qin family for her?
It wasn’t because of her, was it? She didn’t have that kind of importance.
Rong Qi said that Young Master Fu had made such a big fuss because he had touched Young Master Fu’s people.
Su Ruoqing had also been slapped. Young Master Fu was taking revenge for Su Ruoqing, right?
“Rong Qi, are you free later? Stay for dinner tonight,” the old master invited.
“How can I be busy? I came at this time to freeload.”
Shi Qian couldn’t help but smile.
Rong Qi was too realistic!
After dinner, Shi Qian drank the medicine and returned to her room.
Sitting on the sofa, she took out her phone and looked at Fu Sinian’s number.
He shouldn’t be busy at this hour, right?