Chapter 116 Eccentricity (one more)

  "What are you looking at?" On the way back, Fu Fengcheng looked at the woman who kept peeking at him, and frowned slightly.

  Leng Sa's bright eyes rolled around, looking at the person in the wheelchair, and he stopped talking.

   "Say something straight." Fu Fengcheng said lightly.

   Leng Sa asked curiously: "You really paid for the two sets of production line equipment?"

  How can the gap between people be so big? Even in her previous life, she was a rich second-generation, their family at most bought a small plane for her to play with, even if her father was crazy, it was impossible to buy an aircraft factory for her.

  What's more, this is Fu Dashao's own money. Seeing Dujun Fu's anger and anger, she reasonably suspects that Fu Dashao is the master when talking about money in this mansion of the Fu family.

   "What's the problem?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

   "Probably no problem... right?" Leng Sa said inwardly.

  How could it be okay? Even if Young Master Fu received part of Mrs. Fu's inheritance and all of Mrs. Fu's inheritance, it would not be so amazing.

  It is necessary to know that the Fu family really made their fortunes here. The Fu family can only be considered rich in the generation of the old man. It is an astonishing figure that the private money in a lifetime can reach millions. Needless to say, Mrs. Fu, her family is a wealthy businessman in the southwest, but it's impossible for a daughter to get married, right?

  Even if Mrs. Fu manages well, she will not be much more than Mrs. Fu.

  Looking at Fu Fengcheng's eyes without blinking, he didn't seem to think that six million was a big deal.

  But these cold rustles are not easy to ask, envy and jealous of the rich, gossip is almost the same, and it’s not good to break the casserole and ask in the end.

   "Madam, if you have anything you want to ask, you can ask directly." Fu Fengcheng said.

  The three people in the talking room have returned to the room, and Xu Shaoming nodded to them and retired respectfully. It's better not to be curious when these two speak. If you are more curious, it is easier to get yourself involved.

  Leng Sa sat down on the sofa, but did not ask Fu Fengcheng for the money. Instead, he continued the topic in Fu Dujun’s study, “What’s wrong with that batch of equipment or what’s wrong with the use of that batch of equipment?”

  Otherwise, Fu Fengcheng would not be allowed to carry the scapegoat unexplainedly.

   Fu Fengcheng fixedly stared at Leng Sa and did not speak, Leng Sa’s brows and heartbeat jumped, “Uh, if it’s a troublesome secret, it’s fine if it can’t be said. My curiosity is actually not very heavy.”

  Fu Fengcheng’s lips bend slightly, "Madam wants to know that there is no problem naturally."

  Leng Sa turned over directly from the sofa to the back of the sofa, watching Fu Fengcheng warily, "No, actually I don’t want to know that much."

  Fu Fengcheng looked at her with a non-smiling smile, "Madam is still thinking...to run away from Fu's house in two years?" Therefore, some important secrets can be kept away without contact.

  "Don't say it so ugly, okay?" Leng Sa put his hands on the edge of the sofa, and said unhappily: "Du Jun Fu had said it at the beginning, and come and go free then."

  Fu Fengcheng looked down, "The old man speaks, of course it counts. As long as the lady can bear it." This person usually carries a cold mask, and his curiosity is not light at all.

"Of course I can bear it? Why? Do you think I will be obsessed with you, and then I will be responsible to you? I won't!" There are also large forests.

   "..." Fu Fengcheng's lips couldn't help but twitched, "Madam thinks it is, right?"

  I always feel that this guy’s words are yin and yang weird!

  Leng Sa turned back from behind the sofa again, and leaned back lazily on the sofa, "Okay, I don’t want to ask about the equipment, Shao Fu, why are you Fu’s equipment and you want you to pay for the goods in advance?"

   Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "It was originally mine."

  Simply a few words, but Leng Sa already understands it.

  Fu Fengcheng bought the two production line equipment for his own private use, at least an organization under his control, but this matter was approved by Fu Dujun or was the result of a discussion between the father and son.

  However, this is obviously not a project that can be easily exposed to people, but it was unscrupulously pulled out by the Zheng family and Fu Yucheng and advertised. If you don't want to expose that place, then you can only admit that Fu Fengcheng wanted to make weapons privately.

  Fu Yucheng, the unlucky person who cheated and cheated brother.

  Leng Sa feels that she has been able to meet the tragic fate of Fu Sishao for a period of time in the future.

   "Madam really doesn't want to know where those things would go?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

  Leng Sa showed a standard professional smile, "Thank you, I don't want to."

  "……"

   On the surface, it seemed that Fu Yucheng, who had the upper hand, won the confrontation, but Fu Yucheng didn't feel the slightest joy in his heart.

  Sitting in Madam Fu’s yard, she was somber and refused to speak for a long time. Zheng Ying looked at Fu Yucheng and then Madam Fu who was sitting on the main seat. She lowered her head and stroked her abdomen without opening any mouth.

  After a while, Fu Fu put down the tea cup and whispered, "Okay, Yuer. There is nothing wrong with you two, go back and rest."

   "Mother!" Fu Yucheng's eyes were a little red, but he didn't know if he was wronged or red with anger.

   "Mother, why did you say that Dad is so eccentric!" Fu Yucheng stood up irritably, looking like he was about to explode on the spot.

  Having finally grasped such a big handle as Fu Fengcheng, Fu Yucheng had high hopes for this opportunity in his heart.

  Privately buying weapons production lines and building arsenals to make weapons privately, from ancient times to the present, no matter what dynasty or generation, this is a crime sufficient to decapitate. If one of the generals in the southern six provinces dared to do it, Fu Dujun was afraid that he would be able to copy the whole family.

  It’s not that Fu Yucheng must put Fu Fengcheng to death, but...for such a crime, it’s just to deprive him of his position and be imprisoned for three months?

  Fu Fengcheng is now wounded like this. He can't afford the positions in the army himself. He has never been to the army once in the past few months.

  As for the forbidden foot...that is not even a forbidden foot, but you are not allowed to leave Yongcheng, and Fu Fengcheng still retains complete freedom within the limits of Yongcheng.

  Fu Yucheng can guarantee that if he did such a thing, his father would never let him go!

   "What are you talking about?" Mrs. Fu glared at her son with an annoyed look, "Your father also arranged it casually?"

  Fu Yucheng clenched his fists, "Daddy just let it go on such a big thing..."

Madam Fu sighed, "You know how much your father valued the boss these years. Now that he is injured like this, your father feels very sad and guilty, only when he has made a mistake. What's more... Do you think a **** can threaten your father?"

  Fu Yucheng was stunned, "Mother, you mean..." Fu Fengcheng couldn't threaten his father, and the old man was extra tolerant when he added the guilt to him?

   Madam Fu sneered, “I’ve been married to the warlord for so many years and still don’t know him? If the boss is really threatening to him, do you think he can’t do it?”

  Fu Yucheng hesitated. He obviously really felt that his father really loved Fu Fengcheng, and he treated them like their sons very generally. This is also part of the reason why he was jealous of Fu Fengcheng.

  Fu Fengcheng has not been at home for a long time, but he still occupies most of his father's attention and attention, and their sons around him are simply incomparable.

   Therefore, when Fu Yucheng heard that Dujun Fu lightly revealed the incident, the first thing Fu Yucheng thought was that if this incident were done by himself, his father would never be so tolerant.

Madam Fu sighed lightly when she looked at her son with a hesitant look, and shook her head, "You are still too young. Okay, since the warlord has made a decision on this matter, don't think about it anymore. At least...this is right. You are good."

Fu Yucheng looked at Madam Fu, and Madam Fu smiled, "You are about to go to the military for training. You can also fight for the position vacated by the boss. You have no qualifications, so don't worry about taking it step by step. Think about it. I want to see how the boss got to that position step by step."

  Fu Yucheng cast aside his lips. He didn't want to learn from or imitate Fu Fengcheng's path. But he also knew that mother was right, so he nodded dullly, "I see, mother."

  Ms. Fu looked at Zheng Ying and chuckled softly, “A Ying, thanks to the Zheng family for this incident.”

  Zheng Ying smiled gently, "Mother, you are serious. Yucheng and I are husband and wife, and the Zheng family naturally wants to focus on him."

   "Okay." Mrs. Fu nodded with satisfaction, "I heard that my family likes the ancient paintings of the previous period. I have a painting of everyone from the previous period. You can take it back and show it to my family."

   "Yes, thank you mother."

  "Well, you guys will go back early and have a good rest. Tomorrow I will invite Mrs. Liang and Ms. Liang to have a banquet, so don’t let people look at jokes when you are not energetic."

   "Yes, mother." Zheng Ying knew that Mrs. Fu was taking the opportunity to invite the ladies and ladies of the six southern provinces to get to know the young ladies of the Fu family's new entrance, which could be regarded as introducing them into the high-level social circle of the southern six provinces.

   Immediately nodded in response, thanking Mrs. Fu and Fu Yucheng retired together.

  Ms. Fu watched the two leave, and the smile on her face gradually faded.

  Fu Yucheng felt uncomfortable with this result. How did Mrs. Fu feel better?

  It’s not that Mrs. Fu must be cruel and must put the eldest son to death, but it feels like you have taken out an assassin that you treasured so much, but only killed the other side's little pawn.

  Wasting good cards not to mention, it also makes people completely confused about the depth of the opponent and the mind of the referee.

  She comforted Fu Yucheng just now because she knew that he was impatient, but...Is it really just because of guilt that the warlord took such things lightly?

   "Come here." Madam Fu said solemnly.

   "Madam." A mediocre manager with almost no memory came in, "Madam, what's your order?"

  Ms. Fu squinted her eyes slightly, she looked down and thought for a moment, "Check it out, young master...the industry under her hands."

  Fengcheng Fu buys production line equipment, so there must be a place where there is a hand and a venue, otherwise the thing is bought with good-looking scrap iron.

  That's not just anything, ordinary people may not be able to afford it even if they have money. Naturally, Fu Fengcheng would not buy it for fun.

  The steward showed no surprise at Madam Fu’s words, and nodded respectfully, "Yes, Madam."

  (End of this chapter)