Fu Shi, president office.

Zhang tezhu knocked on the door and went into the president's office. He saw the man behind the table with one hand supporting his jaw and the other holding his mobile phone. He looked down and seemed to be distracted.

"General manager Fu." Zhang tezhu is careful to make a noise.

Since Mr. Fu came to the company at more than 10 a.m., he has been absent-minded at small meetings, and has not been out since the president's office.

Later, the secretaries of the president's office also quietly asked him what happened to President Fu today. When they went in to deliver documents, they all watched President Fu holding his mobile phone in a trance.

How can Zhang tezhu know? He is more curious than them!

Fu Yun remonstrated, buttoned his mobile phone on the desktop and looked at Zhang tezhu, "what's the matter?"

"Here are some documents to be reviewed. It's not urgent. You can approve them tomorrow." Zhang tezhu came forward and put the documents in his hand on the table.

Then, he secretly glanced at Fu Yun's advice and bowed his head, "Mr. Fu, it's right to eat in someone else's house and wash it. The banquet manager didn't mean any harm to you. If you say a word, I'll wash it for you at that time."

"Really?" Fu Yun remonstrated with a sneer, "since you listen to me so much, why did I call you to choose celery or not, and say you hate the oil stains on the bowl?"

Obviously, I'm afraid of helping Fu Yunjian. Next time I go to Yan Shu, Yan Shu won't let him in.

"Didn't the banquet manager call Mr. Fu to do it." Zhang tezhu smiled, "if I help you, I'm afraid the banquet manager will be even more unhappy with you."

Fu Yunjian didn't bother to talk to him about this. His slender finger knocked on the table, "has Yunchen's matter been handled?"

"The police have locked down and arrested the prisoner, and that person has also been recruited." Zhang tezhuhui reported, "the police removed the cordon around the bar in the morning, and the second young master's bar can resume business tonight."

"The public relations department has long suppressed the news of hotel guests' suicide, but..." after a pause, Zhang tezhu continued, "Miss Yan Wei's collision is still spreading at night. The other party has strong financial resources, and all channels spread this kind of news. In addition, the police have not convicted the banquet manager, so the trade can't deal with it."

Fu's public relations department is too simple to deal with this kind of thing, but once it gets involved, someone will soon guess that Fu Yunjian's relationship with Yan Shu is not simple and is shielding her.

"Don't worry about this." The man narrowed his eyes and his voice was faint. "The banquet manager will handle it by himself."

The USB drive he gave Yan Shu is not an ornament.

Zhang tezhu nodded and reported, "today I received a call from several shareholders of Zhang. They want to come to the company to have a meeting with you tomorrow."

"It's just a few small things. There's no need for a meeting." Fu Yun remonstrated and wrung his eyebrows. "When the storm passes, the stock will rise, asking them to worry about something blindly."

"Yes." Zhang tezhu answered, pointing to the top of several documents, "what you asked to check is in this document."

Fu Yunjian took the document, opened it for a tour, and then his eyes suddenly sank.

Zhang tezhu keenly found that the man's breath was very cold. He just asked, "I have received Dr. Su Ying, and I arranged to see Dr. Su Ying in the Pearl Hotel. Do you want to see Dr. Su Ying?"

"No." Fu Yun remonstrated, waved his hand, and his voice was cold. "If you finish the report, go down."

Zhang tezhu bent over the man and quit the president's office.

After staring at the document for a long time, Fu Yunjian closed the document and threw it on the table. Seeing the mobile phone buckled on the table, he took it and pressed the screen.

Because Luo angyi gave this paternity test, he was absent-minded all day.