"Zhang tezhu has something temporary. I told him to go out today." The man said slowly, with ordinary words.

Yan Shu heard it, covered with black lines.

Rubbed her forehead, Yan Shu politely said, "Mr. Fu, do you want to send someone to pick up the steamed stuffed bun, or do I send it?"

Fu Jingyan pursed his mouth when he heard that Yan Shu was going to send him back.

He held the tablet high and showed it to Yan Shu. With a touch of grievance on his white face, [aunt Yan, don't you like me?]

Yan Shu glanced at the content on the tablet and was speechless for a moment.

"How could it?" She rubbed the bun's short hair and said softly, "you're so cute, why don't I like it?"

The man on the other end of the phone, listening to Yan Shu's words, slowly opened his mouth after a long time, "Yan manager, have you solved the matter with the police?"

Yan Shu frowned, wondering why the man suddenly talked about this topic, "Mr. Fu, what do you want to ask?"

"You are still the manager of the Pearl Hotel. I think you have seen the news report this time."

The man's words were faint, but he showed a strong force that could not be rejected. "The Pearl Hotel is now under the banner of Fu, and this scandal is bound to affect Fu. I think even if I don't say it, the banquet manager should know it."

"What President Fu means is that he wants me to compensate Fu's loss?" Yan Shu's tone was also cold.

"That's not enough, but..." Fu Yunjian leaned against the back of the car seat and looked out of the window. "I don't mind making a deal with the banquet manager."

"What deal?"

"I'll let someone settle things between you and the Shao family. You are responsible for Jing Yan's diet." The man said slowly, "don't worry, just let you be responsible for a period of time, not too long."

Yan Shu turned her eyes to the small steamed stuffed bun, hesitated, "why do you have to deal with me?"

"Xiaobaozi won't feel uncomfortable eating the food you bring. What's more, xiaobaozi likes you and Sui Sui. Sui Sui is about the same age as xiaobaozi and can play together, so I think you're the right person at present." Men speak firmly.

Although with the intention of consultation, it also carries a trace of coercion.

Yan Shu said faintly, "I can deal with the Shao family by myself."

It's just that Yan Wei did some dirty tricks, and she's not at her wit's end.

"I know you're looking for Suk, a doctor who specializes in children's hearts." Fu Yunjian looked at the information on his legs and slowly opened his mouth, "I am willing to use my relationship to help you find the child doctor Suk..."

"I promise." Before the man spoke, Yan Shu agreed, "I will be responsible for the diet of small steamed buns. I hope Mr. Fu will not forget his commitment."

"Sure."

The man took the mobile phone away from his ear, looked at the mobile phone theme screen, and ticked the corner of his lips, "interesting..."

The driver glanced at Fu Yunjian through the rearview mirror.

See the man bowed his head and flipped through the documents in his hand page by page, slowly opening his mouth, "so... Is the young master picked up every day?"

The man was still looking at the information, and did not raise his head, "No."

This is a medical record from Wangjiang hospital, which clearly records Yan Xiaosui's physical condition and blood type.

Yan Xiaosui has congenital heart disease.

Fu Yunjian closed the medical records in his hand, took his mobile phone, and dialed Zhang tezhu, "go out these two days and go to Los Angeles."

Zhang tezhu, who just returned to Fu, was puzzled, "Mr. Fu, what do you want me to do in Los Angeles?"

"Go to find a child doctor named Su Ying."

The man narrowed his eyes slightly, as if he was considering something, and then slowly opened his mouth: "go to find this person first, and invite her to Cloud City."