All night long, Ning Wan was either on the phone or on the way to the factory director's door.

Because it's late in the night, Ning Wan's arrival disgusts many people. Of course, there are also manufacturers with good temper. Although they didn't close the door directly, they politely refused her request.

Rather Wan is not discouraged, a phone call a phone call, a family of questions.

Wang Junye followed Ning Wan silently and completed a lot of work with due diligence.

The night changes from deep to white, and then to the bright sky. Ning Wan is as busy as a robot. She has long forgotten fatigue and hunger.

The sun rises in winter, bringing warmth.

The silver grey car stopped in front of a villa, Ning Wan leaned in front of the car and was stunned for a long time. Besides these people, who else can help her?

Wang Junye looks at Ning Wan quietly, and wants to remind her to go back for a few hours to rest, or to go home and eat something to continue, but when he sees her hard work, he can't speak out.

It's buzzing. The cell phone makes a sound. Wang Junye looked down and handed over his mobile phone. "It's the call from President Fu."

Rather Wan didn't mean to talk to Fu ting. "Take it."

"Me?" Wang Junye's eyes flashed a trace of surprise and quickly answered the phone, "general manager Fu, I'm wang Junye, assistant to Vice President Ning, right, yes Good. "

"What?" Ning Wan has no focal length in her eyes. She looks straight.

Wang Junye said: "Fu always knows about the fire in our factory. He asked us for the address."

Sure enough, Fu Ting arrived at Ning Wan's place in ten minutes, along with Zhang Hongbo.

Fu Ting walked with the wind and quickly came to Ning Wan's side, holding her shoulder. "I heard that."

Across the heavy clothes, Ning Wan seems to be able to feel the heat transferred from men. In this helpless moment, she wanted to hold Fu ting and finally held back.

"Well." Ning Wan is indifferent on the face, but her heart has already disintegrated. In order not to let herself rely too much on Fu Ting, she left beside him and went to the car.

"Where to?" The man's big hand grasped Ning Wan's wrist.

Ning Wan's voice was cold and powerless. "Keep looking for the factory."

Fu Ting looked at Ning Wan closely and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you back to have a rest. This is for me!"

"No, I can do it myself."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Fu Ting's voice was tinged with anger.

Ning Wan slowly pushed Fu Ting's hand away and said with his head down: "I know. Thank you very much."

Fu Ting watched Ning Wan get into the car and said to Wang Junye standing on one side, "assistant Wang, let's go."

Wang Junye looked at Fu ting and Ning Wan. He was at a loss.

"Vice President Ning, you'd better have a good talk with President Fu." If President Fu is willing to help, Wang Junye believes that the Ning family will surely survive this time.

Ning Wan looks at Wang Junye lightly. "Get on the bus."

On the way to the car, Wang Junye took a deep look at Fu ting. They were husband and wife. At this time, Fu should help vice president Ning

At Ning Wan's request, Wang Junye drove away.

Zhang Hongbo is three meters away from Fu ting. He can still feel the cold breath and strong anger on his body.

"President fu..."

Fu Ting suddenly turned around, came to the car and closed the door heavily.

When he came to the car, Zhang Hongbo did not dare to speak and started the car in silence.

"To the airport."

Zhang Hongbo was stunned, some clear and some unexpected.

Many domestic affairs are left to Ning Xiuyu, but many foreign meetings and important resolutions still need Fu ting to come out in person.

After changing from direct flight to transfer flight, Fu Ting sat in the VIP room of the airport and kept his eyes shut.

Zhang Hongbo sat not far away from him and wanted to ask Fu Ting if he would help Ning family, but he dared not. It's been a long time, and soon it's boarding time.

In the melodious female voice prompt, Fu Ting opened his eyes and stood up to tidy up his clothes. "You don't need to go."

"Well?" Zhang Hongbo had some accidents. This time, Fu Zong came here with only one person. If he doesn't go, should Fu Zong go on a business trip alone?

Fu Ting pulled up his suitcase and said, "look at her and report anything in time."

"Then Are we still in charge of Ning's affairs? "

Fu Ting seems to have already made a decision and said directly, "no need! Just watch, no one is allowed to help, neither is Xiuyu! "

It seems that Fu is always determined to let Ning Wan beg for mercy. Zhang Hongbo said: "good Mr. Fu, I wish Mr. Fu a smooth business trip."

Coming out of the airport, Zhang Hongbo is going to find Ning Wan. He doesn't want to get a call from Fu Yuanqing.

Since he became Fu Ting's assistant, he has received only a few calls from Fu Yuanqing. He connected the phone, Wen said: "father Fu is good.""There's a big case in the southern branch. You can follow it up."

Zhang Hongbo's head was short circuited for a second, and he quickly responded, "Mr. Fu, Mr. Fu told me something else, i..."

"I'm old now, and a mere assistant won't listen to me?" Fu Yuanqing's voice is thick and powerful, not like that of an elder at all.

"I don't mean that."

There was a woman's voice on the phone, "assistant Zhang, you can do whatever grandpa asked you to do, even if you come back from the rage, it will not do anything to you. But if you don't listen to Grandpa's instructions, you will be blamed for coming back. "

Now Zhang Hongbo is in a dilemma. He can only promise.

A few hours later, Mr. Fu's men came and personally escorted Zhang Hongbo to the security check.

After 16 hours of flying, Fu Ting got off the plane and felt that his body was not his own. He hasn't been on such a plane for a long time.

The reason why he came to f is that he came here to talk about cooperation, and he Shaolin also said that there are business opportunities here.

At the moment when he came out of it, a figure rushed over and hugged him.

Fu Ting frowned and pushed away the man a little.

The man in front of him grew a beard, his hair was cut into hair inches, and his white face was no longer there, but his dark complexion. Wearing black pants and grey short sleeves, the whole person is much stronger from the naked skin.

"He Shaolin! You have really changed your face. " Fu Ting said in a cold voice, handed the suitcase to he Shaolin, and strode forward.

He Shaolin catches up with the suitcase with one hand, and embraces Fu Ting's shoulder with the other. "A big president comes out and even an assistant doesn't come with him. What's the matter with you?"

"Keep it for me to see people."

"Don't go forward. The parking lot is here," he Shaolin said, holding Fu Ting's shoulder and laughing. "Oh, I haven't finished my sister-in-law yet. It's pathetic."

Fu Ting suddenly stopped, "don't mention her to me these days!"

"Pissed you off? Come on, tell me, how does sister-in-law make you angry? "