bayedsolid Chapter 270 Have you ever imagined yourself being proposed to?
Chapter 270 Have you ever imagined yourself being proposed to?
Fu Chengli squinted, pondered for a moment, and then asked in a cold voice, "Have you contacted other suppliers?"
Secretary Chen nodded: "We've already made contact, but it will be difficult to find a substitute of the same quality in a short time. Moreover, other suppliers' quotes are at least 30% higher than Huo's."
Fu Chengli's gaze grew increasingly cold.
In fact, in his eyes, the energy project was already half abandoned, half dead, left to fate.
An Weiping is not capable of taking full responsibility for this project.
But he was greedy for the project's profits and insisted on taking it over and doing it himself.
After receiving the old man's approval, Fu Chengli intended to stand aside and see how far the project could be pushed forward.
They also promptly pulled An Ying away from this pile of work.
In retrospect, this move was incredibly wise.
However, the timing was really bad.
It just so happens at this crucial moment.
What you least want to happen, happens most of the time.
Now, the project is plagued with problems, resulting in the current chaotic situation.
Secretary Chen looked dejected: "President, this project is probably doomed..."
To be precise, it's An Weiping, the person in charge of this project, who's going to be finished.
For the Fu family, although they faced a huge public opinion crisis due to the loss of this project, they could always make up for it with new projects in the future.
But this time, An Weiping probably won't be able to make a comeback.
Fu Chengli raised his head and said decisively, "Activate the emergency plan immediately and convene a meeting of senior management. Meet in the conference room in ten minutes."
The phone rings.
He glanced down at the screen.
Three large characters were prominently displayed: Huo Yuanshan.
Headache.
I answered the call reluctantly.
Huo Yuanshan's reproachful tone came through the phone.
"President Fu, what happened?! My goods were perfectly fine in the warehouse, how could they suddenly explode? Those are goods worth hundreds of millions!"
"You didn't agree to the engagement, and I don't think my Huo Ying is interested either, so let's just forget about it. Now that we can't become in-laws, can't we even be business partners?"
Fu Chengli lit another cigarette and slowly smoked it, the smoke swirling around him.
"Uncle Huo, I will give you an explanation for this matter."
Huo Yuanshan wanted to say something more, but the receiver went dead.
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The night is dark.
A light drizzle began to fall from the sky.
Fu Chengli's car was parked downstairs in a luxury apartment building.
He leaned against the car door, his tall figure stretched out long, a half-smoked cigarette between his fingers, the smoke rising slowly in the damp air and then being dispersed by the drizzle.
The girl's lithe figure emerged from behind the car.
An Ying quietly walked up to him.
The atmosphere between the two of them has been a bit strange these past few days.
An Ying couldn't describe it, but she felt a dull tightness in her chest.
Fu Chengli lifted his eyelids and glanced at her.
Frowning slightly.
Why did you come out in your pajamas without an umbrella when it's raining?
What should I do if I catch a cold from being caught in the rain?
An Ying was completely unaware of the raindrops floating on her hair; she looked anxious.
Although spring has arrived, the northern part of the city still feels chilly at night.
An Ying's fair face was somewhat pale.
"I heard from people at the company that there was a warehouse explosion? Then you..."
Fu Chengli just felt that she looked terrible in the rain.
At this moment, he was too lazy to care about the commotion outside.
All he wanted was to see her and hold her in his arms.
Fu Chengli casually stubbed out his cigarette and tossed it into the nearby trash can.
He grabbed An Ying's uneasy hand, opened the car door, and carried her inside.
The two got into the car, and Fu Chengli lifted her from the passenger seat and held her on his lap.
An Ying was caught off guard and almost bumped into his arms.
I wanted to push him away and create some distance between us.
The steering wheel behind her waist was blocking her back.
The two of them hadn't been this close for several days.
An Ying raised her head, a hint of panic flashing in her eyes.
She steadied her breathing and quietly asked, "What exactly is going on with the energy project?"
From this angle and at this height, An Ying's head was slightly higher than Fu Chengli's.
She, on the contrary, was able to look down at him.
Fu Chengli tilted his head back slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing.
His voice was low and hoarse, carrying a hint of suppressed emotion:
Have you missed me these past few days?
An Ying pursed her lips, avoiding his gaze: "I'm busy, I don't have time to think about it."
Fu Chengli wasn't angry; instead, he chuckled softly.
"It's okay, you'll have plenty of time to think about it later."
An Ying: "......."
She took a deep breath: "I'm asking you about the energy project, don't interrupt me."
Fu Chengli smiled helplessly: "Go ahead and ask."
An-young: "Was the explosion real?"
Fu Chengli: "Yes, the public opinion has been suppressed for the time being, but there are still many troubles to come."
An Ying paused for a moment, then asked, "Is this project ruined?"
Fu Chengli raised an eyebrow: "What? Worried about An Weiping?"
An Ying shook her head.
She was more worried about him.
During this period, Fu Haidong restructured the board of directors, and it was obvious to everyone that he did so in order to promote Fu Yushi.
He was paving the way for his beloved youngest son to rise to power.
So, what should Fu Chengli do?
Especially now that such a crisis has occurred.
An Ying's eyes showed worry: "Will this implicate you?"
Fu Chengli's smile widened.
"So you were worried about me."
An Ying blushed and said, "I'm asking you something important!"
Fu Chengli's hand lazily rested on her waist and began to slowly move upwards.
He said calmly, "It's both a crisis and an opportunity."
An Ying struggled for a moment, but found she couldn't break free from his hold, so she simply stopped moving.
Seeing that An Ying had given up struggling, Fu Chengli smiled with satisfaction.
“My dad has been making a lot of moves lately. If I’m not mistaken, he wants to get rid of me.”
An Ying felt a chill in her heart.
Sure enough it is.
She hesitated, "Then what will you do?"
Fu Chengli only found the pajamas an eyesore.
He simply buried his face in the crook of her neck.
He kissed her neck intermittently.
“My dad wants to start a war, so I’ll fight back. Since he’s making so many underhanded moves and trying to exclude me from the line of succession, I’ll just take it from him.”
Warm breath sprayed behind her ear.
An Ying felt ticklish from his breathing.
Suddenly, Fu Chengli removed his head from her neck and stared straight into her eyes.
"Yingying, have you ever imagined what it would be like to be proposed to?"
An Ying was taken aback by his sudden question.
Weren't we talking about energy projects and heirs? Why did we suddenly bring up marriage proposals?
Could it be that he's going to...?
An Ying's heart jumped into her throat.
"No, no, why are you suddenly asking this...?"
He secretly calculated that there were still three days until the DNA test results came out.
It's only three days, no rush. Let's wait until after that day and get the confirmed results.
Seeing that An Ying did not answer for a long time, Fu Chengli leaned back, rested his head on the headrest, and stared at the girl sitting on his lap.
She looked evasive and stammered.
Fu Chengli cursed Li Xiuzhe inwardly: Is his mouth blessed? Could it be that this guy really came true?
Doesn't she want to be proposed to by herself?