Chapter 119: Sir’s Little Nine
Chapter 119: Sir’s Little Nine
Deep down inside, Fu Tingyan was strongly against entering the company. However, he said very tactfully, “Bro, I’m still young. There’s no need for me to enter the company so early, right?”
Fu Tingyu’s dark eyes darkened even more. “Fu Tinghao and Fu Tingxi will also be there. Understand?”
Fu Tingyan nodded, resigned to his fate. “I understand.”
Qin Shu glanced at Fu Tingyan, whose shoulders had drooped. The direct descendants of the Fu family would go to the company to learn the ropes at the age of seventeen.
They all hoped to be able to enter the company and learn the ropes as soon as possible.
But Fu Tingyan didn’t want to go.
However, the Fu family was a large family with a big business empire. All the descendants of the family struggled to climb up the ranks, wanting to have more control over the finances and to get more authority.
There were also many people who wanted to fight for control of the company.
Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at the girl. “You’re going too.”
Qin Shu said, “I, I’m going too?”
“Yes.”Fu Tingyu lowered his eyes and continued eating the food in front of him. He thought to himself that if Babe were to work in the company, he would be able to see her anytime he wanted to.
Fu Tingyan raised his head to look at Qin Shu and then at Fu Tingyu. He didn’t understand why Qin Shu was going to the company.
Qin Shu said softly, “It’s not appropriate for me to go.”
Fu Tingyan also felt that it was not appropriate for Qin Shu to go to the company.
Fu Tingyu turned his head to look at her. His gaze was deep. “Do you not want to see me?”
Qin Shu hurriedly comforted the insecure man. “Of course not. You’re so busy with work. I’m afraid that I’ll cause trouble for you if I go.”
Fu Tingyu said, “It’s not troublesome.”
“Then what am I going to do?”
Fu Tingyu didn’t even look up. “You’ll know when you get there.”
Qin Shu recalled novels written about CEOs in which the female lead became the secretary of the male lead and then they would flirt in various ways...
Fu Tingyan looked at the two people in front of him. He realized that when he came to Bright Garden for dinner, he not only had to call Qin Shu ‘Sister-in-law’, he also had to watch as they flirted with each other.
After dinner, Fu Tingyan returned to the Fu family home.
Fu Tingyan only recalled on the way home that he had wanted to ask his brother to find the lucky fan and to buy the opportunity from that person.
That was such a rare opportunity, and it was gone just like that.
Oh, what a pity!
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Bright Garden
Right after dinner.
Gu Yan walked in unhurriedly from outside. He looked at Fu Tingyu and Qin Shu at the dining table and his lips curled up. “I seem to have come just in time.”
Fu Tingyu stood up and glanced at Gu Yan. “Let’s go to the study.”
Gu Yan glanced at Qin Shu, and Qin Shu glanced at him as well. A trace of doubt flashed across her eyes.
Gu Yan looked away and followed Fu Tingyu to the study.
Qin Shu, on the other hand, went into the small study in the bedroom. She had a class to attend every night.
She sat in front of the desk. This course was coming to an end.
She asked the young professor.
“Sir, I still want to learn other things. Do you have any good teachers to recommend?”
“No, if there’s something else you would like to learn, I can teach you.”
The young professor’s voice was clear and cold, with a hint of casualness.
When Qin Shu heard that, she thought that it meant that the teacher was very intelligent, but kept a low profile.
“Sure, I would be happy to learn from you as long as you have time. I like the way you teach.”
This way, she would not have to find a suitable teacher to teach her other things.
“Okay. ” The young professor replied and turned off the video.
Qin Shu also closed her computer and stretched. She felt a little hungry.
She stood up and walked out of the bedroom. She walked downstairs to the kitchen and was about to eat some fruit to fill her stomach.
The kitchen was very close to the living room. She just had to make a turn after passing through a long corridor.
It was half past nine in the evening, and the kitchen was quiet and empty.