Chapter 116

"What are you looking at?" on the way back, Fu Fengcheng looked at his woman one eye after another and asked with a slight frown.

Lengsa's bright eyes turned and looked at the people in the wheelchair.

"Say something directly." Fu Fengcheng said faintly.

Lengsa asked curiously, "did you really pay for the two sets of production line equipment yourself?"

How can the gap between people be so large? Even in her previous life, she was also a rich second generation. At most, her family bought her a small plane to play with. Even if her father was crazy, it was impossible to buy her an aircraft factory.

What's more, it's still Fu Dashao's own money. Seeing that Fu's supervisor is angry, she reasonably suspects that Fu Dashao is the master when it comes to money in the big house of the Fu family.

"What's the problem?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

"Probably no problem..." Leng SA said in his heart.

How could it be okay? Even if Fu Da Shao gets part of the legacy of old master Fu and all of the legacy of old lady Fu, it can't be so amazing.

You should know that the Fu family really prospered here in Fu dujun. The Fu family of old master Fu's generation can only be regarded as rich. It's an amazing number to have millions of private money in a lifetime. Mrs. Fu, needless to say, her mother's family is a luxury businessman in Southwest China. It's good, but it's impossible for one daughter to empty the whole family when she gets married, isn't it?

Even if Mrs. Fu manages well, she won't be much more than Mr. Fu.

Looking at Fu Fengcheng without blinking, he doesn't seem to think that six million is a big deal.

However, it's not easy to ask these cold sours. They envy and envy the rich. Gossip YY once is almost enough. It's not good to break the casserole and ask in the end.

"Madam, if you want to ask anything, you can ask directly." Fu Fengcheng said.

While talking, the three had returned to the room. Xu Shaoming nodded to the two and retreated respectfully. He'd better not be curious when the two talk. It's easier to get involved when they are more curious.

Leng SA sat down on the sofa, but didn't ask Fu Fengcheng's money, but followed the previous topic in Fu dujun's study, "what's the problem with that batch of equipment or the use of that batch of equipment?"

Otherwise, Fu Fengcheng would not be allowed to carry the black pot.

Fu Fengcheng fixed his eyes on lengsa without opening his mouth. Lengsa's eyebrows jumped, "Er, if it's a troublesome secret, even if it can't be said, my curiosity is not very heavy."

Fu Fengcheng's lips bent slightly. "Madam wants to know that there is no problem with nature."

Lengsa turned over directly from the sofa to the back of the sofa and looked at Fu Fengcheng vigilantly, "no, in fact, I don't want to know so much."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her with a smile. "Madam is still thinking... Run away from the Fu family in two years?" therefore, some important secrets can not be contacted without contact.

"Don't be so ugly, OK?" Leng SA said unhappily, holding the edge of the sofa with both hands: "Fu dujun agreed at the beginning, and he will be free to come and go at that time."

Fu Fengcheng lowered his eyes. "The old man's words naturally count. As long as his wife can bear it." the man usually wears a cold mask and secretly has a lot of curiosity.

"Of course I can't help it? Why? Do you think I'll be obsessed with you and despise you, and then I'll be responsible for you? I won't!" there are thousands of handsome men in the world. No matter how good a tree is, there's still a large forest outside.

"..." Fu Fengcheng couldn't help but smoke, "Madam thinks so, that's it."

I always think the words of this goods are weird!

Leng SA turned back from the back of the sofa and leaned lazily on the sofa, "OK, I don't ask about the equipment. Fu Shao, why do you want you to pay in advance for the equipment of the Fu family?"

Fu Fengcheng looked at her. "It was mine."

A few simple words, lengsa already understood.

Fu Fengcheng bought the equipment for the two production lines for his own private use, or at least an organization under his control, but this matter was approved by Fu dujun or itself the result of the discussion between the father and son.

But this is obviously not a project that can be easily exposed to people, but it was pulled out and advertised by the Zheng family and Fu Yucheng. If you don't want to expose the place, you can only admit Fu Fengcheng's crime of secretly manufacturing weapons.

Fu Yucheng is the unlucky son of Keng father Keng brother.

Lengsa felt that she had been able to meet Fu Sishao's tragic fate in the future.

"Madam, don't you really want to know where those things would have gone?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Lengsa showed a standard professional smile, "thank you, I don't want to."

“……”

On the surface, it seems that Fu Yucheng, who took the lead in this confrontation, won, but Fu Yucheng didn't feel happy at all.

Sitting in Mrs. Fu's yard, her face was gloomy and refused to speak for a long time. Zheng Ying looked at Fu Yucheng and then at Mrs. Fu sitting in the main seat. She also lowered her head and stroked her abdomen without opening her mouth.

After a while, Fu Fu put down his tea cup and whispered, "OK, yu'er. If there's nothing wrong, you two can go back and have a rest."

"Niang!" Fu Yucheng's eyes were a little red, but he didn't know whether he was wronged or angry.

"Mother, why do you think Dad is so eccentric!" Fu Yucheng stood up angrily, looking like he was going to explode in situ.

It was not easy for Fu Fengcheng to seize such a big handle. Fu Yucheng had high hopes for this opportunity.

Buying weapons production lines, building weapons factories and making weapons privately have been enough crimes to kill the head no matter which dynasty or generation since ancient times. If any general under the command of the six southern provinces dares to do so, Fu dujun is afraid that he can copy the whole family.

It's not that Fu Yucheng must kill Fu Fengcheng, but... Such a crime is just deprivation of position and banned for three months?

Fu Fengcheng is now so wounded that he can't afford those positions in the army. He hasn't been to the army at all in recent months.

As for foot restraint... It's not even foot restraint, but you are not allowed to leave Yong city. Fu Fengcheng still retains complete freedom within the scope of Yong city.

Fu Yucheng dares to promise that if he did such a thing, his father would never let him go like this!

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Fu glared at her son angrily. "Your father was also arranged by you?"

Fu Yucheng clenched his fist, "Dad let go of such a big thing..."

Mrs. Fu sighed, "you know how much your father values the boss these years. Now he's hurt like this. Your father's heart is afraid to be sad and guilty. He only thinks he's a bad man. What's more... Do you think a useless man can threaten your father?"

Fu Yucheng was stunned. "Mom, what do you mean..." Fu Fengcheng couldn't threaten his father. In addition to his guilt, the old man was particularly tolerant?

Mrs. Fu sneered, "I've been married to the governor for so many years and can't understand him? If the boss really threatens him, do you think he can't do it?"

Fu Yucheng hesitated. Obviously, he really felt that his father really loved Fu Fengcheng and was very general to their sons, which was part of the reason why he was jealous of Fu Fengcheng.

Although Fu Fengcheng has not been at home for a long time, he still occupies most of his father's attention and attention. These sons around them can't compete at all.

Therefore, hearing that Fu dujun gently exposed the matter, Fu Yucheng thought for the first time that if he did it himself, his father would never be so tolerant.

Mrs. Fu looked at her son's hesitant look, sighed lightly, shook her head and said, "you are still too young. Well, since the supervisor has made a decision on this matter, you should not think more. At least... It is good for you."

Fu Yucheng looked at Mrs. Fu. Mrs. Fu said with a smile, "you're going to experience in the army soon. You can also fight for the position left by the boss. You don't have qualifications. Don't worry. Just take your time step by step. Think about it and see how the boss got to that position step by step."

Fu Yucheng left the corner of his mouth. He didn't want to learn from or imitate Fu Fengcheng's road. But he also knew that his mother was right, so he had to nod his head dully, "I see, mother."

Mrs. Fu looked at Zheng Ying and said softly with a smile, "Ah Ying, this time thanks to the Zheng family."

Zheng Ying smiled gently, "Mom, you're serious. Yucheng and I are husband and wife, and the Zheng family naturally want to focus on him."

"OK." Mrs. Fu nodded with satisfaction. "I heard that my in laws like the ancient paintings of the former dynasty. I have a painting of everyone in the former dynasty. Take it back to your in laws later."

"Yes, thank you."

"Well, you go back early and have a good rest. I'll invite Mrs. Liang and Miss Liang to a banquet tomorrow. Don't lose the spirit to let people see jokes."

"Yes, ma'am." Zheng Ying knew that Mrs. Fu wanted to take the opportunity to invite the ladies of the six southern provinces to meet the new young lady of the Fu family, which could be regarded as leading them into the high-level social circle of the six southern provinces.

Immediately nodded, thanked Mrs. Fu and Fu Yucheng and left together.

Mrs. Fu watched them leave, and the smile on her face gradually faded down.

Fu Yucheng was uncomfortable with the result. How could Mrs. Fu ever feel better?

It's not that Mrs. Fu is cruel and ruthless and must kill her eldest son, but it's like you took out your precious killer mace, but only killed a useless pawn.

Wasted a good card not to say, but also let people completely feel the depth of the other party and the mind of the referee.

She comforted Fu Yucheng just now because she knew he was impatient, but... Is it really just because of guilt that the supervisor handled such things so lightly?

"Someone," Mrs. Fu said in a deep voice.

"Madam." a mediocre steward with almost no memory came in. "What can I do for you, madam?"

Mrs. Fu narrowed her eyes slightly, lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, "go and check, young master... The industry under her hand."

When Fu Fengcheng buys production line equipment, he has to have a place, hands and space, otherwise it is also a good-looking scrap iron when he buys it.

That's not just any thing. Even if ordinary people have money, they may not be able to afford it. Naturally, Fu Fengcheng won't buy it for fun.

The steward did not show the slightest surprise at Mrs. Fu's words, and nodded respectfully, "yes, madam."