Chapter 335

Zhao Qiqing ignored him.

Fu xishen continued: "today is really because the meeting was too busy, so I wasted time. My mobile phone happened to have no power and didn't hear the phone."

"What about assistant Wei? Are you two out of power at the same time?" Zhao Qiqing stared at him and asked.

"Well, his is dead, too." Fu xishen said seriously.

Assistant Wei followed: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhao. I should have conveyed it to Mr. Fu after the meeting, but there are too many people and too many documents to send. I forgot after sorting it out."

Seeing his distressed appearance is not like fraud. Du xiatong sometimes forgets to look at his mobile phone.

Assistant Wei stepped forward and handed out his mobile phone: "Mr. Zhao, my mobile phone is really out of power. Mr. Fu didn't finish the meeting until 4 p.m. and then went to pick up foreign suppliers. Mr. Fu only charged the power for a short time and hurried to the hospital. Unexpectedly, you weren't in the hospital."

Zhao Qiqing looked at Fu xishen again, and the other party agreed: "well."

Then calmly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the screen and put it on Zhao Qiqing's desktop.

It's still the simple desktop. The power of 4% above is very obvious.

"Well, believe what you say." Zhao Qiqing still didn't want to talk to him: "but I'm still angry. You've forgotten such an important thing."

"Sorry, it's my fault." Fu xishen smiled: "I'll make it up to you."

"How to compensate me!" Zhao Qiqing asked.

"I'm very busy recently, so I'll compensate you first. How about inviting you to a big meal?" Fu xishen asked.

"Well, if this meal doesn't suit me, I won't forgive you!" Zhao Qiqing continued to hum.

"Yes." Fu xishen promised, then went to her desk and took her hand: "it's so late. Don't work anymore. Let's go home."

"OK." Zhao Qiqing said.

Assistant Wei was sent away. Fu xishen personally drove Zhao Qiqing back to their usual apartment.

"Why did you bring me back here? Aren't we going to the hospital?" Zhao Qiqing asked.

"I'm too tired tonight. The hospital is too far away. Let's have a rest here for a night." Fu xishen pinched the center of his eyebrows, with obvious fatigue on his face.

Zhao Qiqing was distressed: "OK, I'll inform the family doctor. If you feel bad, you must say it in time."

"Yes." Fu xishen nodded and pulled her into the door.

Fu xishen moved quickly after entering the apartment. He simply took a bath and then lay in bed. It's rare that he didn't take his work home.

When Zhao Qiqing lay down, Fu xishen was already asleep. She looked sideways at the man's face. She didn't know if she had dreamed of something annoying and frowned.

She stretched out her hand to open Fu Xi's frown and got into his arms.

They slept comfortably. As soon as they woke up the next day, Zhao Qiqing touched the bedsheet next to them. Fu xishen had long disappeared.

The sheets are cold. It seems that they have been away for a long time.

She sat up and reacted. Today is Saturday. She shouldn't have to go to work.

Go downstairs to the restaurant with sandwiches and milk.

She smiled, took the sandwich in her hand, took a picture with herself and sent it to Fu xishen.

Fu xishen didn't let her wait long. He received a reply with only three words: "in the meeting."

Zhao Qiqing received the response, smiling and happily ate breakfast.

At noon, Zhao Qiqing plans to start by herself and send lunch to Fu xishen.

After having the ingredients ready, Zhao Qiqing is ready to start. She hasn't been to the kitchen for a long time. They usually eat takeout.

If you really cook, you still need to practice on weekdays, otherwise you are a little rusty with knives.

But the good thing is that the taste hasn't changed. Zhao Qiqing packed all the food and tidied up the kitchen around 12 o'clock.

She specially asked assistant Wei that Fu xishen would not go out for dinner at noon and there were no other guests. Only then did she come to Jingtian with a lunch box.

Fu xishen just got out of the meeting, took off his suit and coat and sat down in a chair to rest. Suddenly, he felt a blur in front of him.

He shook his head hard. A few seconds later, he recovered Qingming again. He calmed down for a while and called assistant Wei.

"Help me find..." Fu xishen just opened his mouth and saw the man behind assistant Wei. He said, "no, you go down."

Zhao Qiqing came forward and put the lunch box on the desk: "what are you looking for? Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Why did you come all of a sudden?" Fu xishen asked.

"I'll bring you dinner. Can't you see it so obvious?" Zhao Qiqing pushed the lunch box forward.

Of course, Fu xishen could see that he was just a little flustered and had nothing to say.

"I made it myself this noon. You haven't eaten the food I cooked for a long time. It's rare that you and I have time today. Let's have lunch together!"

Fu xishen stared at the lunch box and promised, "OK."

"I cooked your favorite meal today!" Zhao Qiqing introduced the tableware to him.

"I haven't cooked for a long time. Would you like to taste it or not?" Zhao Qiqing said.

Fu xishen looked at the carrot in the spoon and said, "yes."

In this way, the matter of finding a doctor was put on hold.

But the good thing is that this hasn't happened again this noon.

This is a blessing in misfortune.

"Mr. Fu, the senior management of Jingtian group gathered again. They said they would start convening the general meeting of shareholders."

Fu xishen's eyes were deep: "tell them to go to the conference room and I'll be there right away."

"OK." Assistant Wei withdrew quickly and closed the door.

"Why hold a shareholders' meeting?" Zhao Qiqing wondered.

If there is no big deal, these shareholders dive all year round and only get dividends every year.

They don't get together unless there's something important about the group.

"Nothing. You wait for me here. I'll come back after I go and have a look." Fu xishen said.

"OK." Zhao Qiqing sat on the sofa in the office and watched Fu xishen leave in a hurry.

Fu xishen came to the door of the conference room, which was already noisy.

Assistant Wei came forward and whispered in Fu xishen's ear: "Mr. Fu, the reason why they held the shareholders' meeting today seems to be that someone spread the news that you have been hospitalized recently and said you are not in good health. Maybe you won't wake up one day."

"Where did you come from, you know?"

"This is not clear, but Mr. Zhang said he knew it from the hospital. Do you need me to investigate it?" Assistant Wei asked.

"Hospital?" Fu xishen thought of the person who sat on the sofa and negotiated with him that day. "No, I know who it is."