bookcurios Chapter 265 Ancestor, why are you here?
Chapter 265 Ancestor, why are you here?
Wen Zhixia was shocked.
She remembered that when she was in the Fu family, Fu Keming and Fu Ruoshi often had conflicts, but it was always Fu Keming who was the one-sided conflict. Fu Ruoshi would get angry whenever he could avoid it. He was good at making jokes and making others angry.
How serious does the situation have to be for these two to "fight"?
Before I could ask in detail, I heard Song Ailing continue, "You'll know the specific situation when you come. If I hadn't really had no other choice, I wouldn't want to trouble you. Now you're the only one in the world who can subdue Ruo Shi. If you don't come, I really have no other choice!"
This humble tone seemed to treat Wen Zhixia as a life-saving straw.
"Okay, I just got out of surgery and I'm coming over now."
Although Wen Zhixia wasn't sure she could handle it, she wasn't one to sit back and watch. She replied to Song Ailing's voice message, "There might be a traffic jam, so we'll be a little late."
Song Ailing thanked him profusely and sent her an address.
not long ago.
Fu’s Creative Park on the outskirts of Jincheng.
Fu Ruoshi came in when Fu Keming was holding the year-end summary meeting.
The door was closed, and he kicked it open. Behind him were six or seven panicked security guards.
They couldn't stop him, nor did they dare to stop him. In their impression, Mr. Fu was always approachable and not fussy about trivial matters. They had never seen him so angry.
Sitting in the conference room were all Fu’s executives, shareholders, and leaders from Jincheng who were involved in Fu’s energy projects.
Fu Ruoshi kicked the door open, and everyone was shocked and stunned.
"Hello, bosses. I'm sorry."
After entering the venue, his attitude changed drastically. He bent down 90 degrees and bowed with a very humble tone.
"I have something urgent to discuss with Fu Keming. The kitchen has prepared English afternoon tea for everyone. Let's drink and chat. Don't take me seriously. Just pretend you didn't see me."
Many of the big guys were seeing him for the first time. Although Fu Ruoshi was angry, his demeanor remained unchanged. His handsome features were matched with a murderous aura, and his tone was humorous but not cruel, which added a bit of evil beauty to him. Although he was a junior, when he stood there, his ability to calm the situation was no worse than Fu Keming.
Everyone secretly sighed that the reputation of Jincheng's number one young master was indeed well-deserved.
Before he could finish his sigh, a loud noise was heard in the conference room after a group of directors came out.
There was a bang! It was the sound of a huge heavy object hitting the door.
"Fu Keming! It's okay if you're nasty all the time! But why are you so nasty to me too?"
Fu Ruoshi's voice came clearly from inside. Song Ailing arrived soon after and saw several board members leaning against the door with curious looks on their faces, eavesdropping.
She cleared the people present and opened the door to go in.
The scene inside made her shudder with fear.
The coffee table was broken and glass shards were all over the floor.
Next to the door was the boss chair where Fu Keming sat, which was folded at Fu Ruoshi's feet.
Fu Ruoshi had blood on his forehead and was holding an antique ceramic pot in his hand.
Song Ailing connected the information in front of her: Fu Ruoshi broke into the board meeting without permission, which angered Fu Keming. Fu Keming picked up the boss chair and smashed it directly at Fu Ruoshi. Fu Ruoshi dodged and the chair smashed the coffee table.
Song Ailing's head exploded.
She pulled Fu Ruoshi aside and looked at Fu Keming, whose eyes were bloodshot, with fear in her heart.
What to do? Now these two lions are mad, neither of them will give in, and more importantly, this matter cannot be made public. But Fu Ruoshi doesn't know that his father is in the late stage of cancer. With his mouth, it is no problem for him to anger Fu Keming into the ICU.
In difficult times, Song Ailing clearly realized that the only person in the world who could stop all this was Wen Zhixia.
After a while.
Song Ailing appeased all the shareholders and returned to the meeting room.
The atmosphere of confrontation remains tense.
"Fu Keming, what do you mean?"
Fu Ruoshi's chest was heaving violently with anger, and the injured corner of his forehead was still bleeding.
Song Ailing stepped forward and advised, "Son, calm down and listen to me..."
Fu Ruoshi shook off Song Ailing, his tone as cold as iron, "It would be useless even if the emperor came today, Fu Keming, you must explain to me."
"Come on, try calling my name again?" Fu Keming pointed at Fu Ruoshi, his face livid and his tone filled with intimidation. "Explain? What do I need to explain to you? Everything you have today, is all given by me. I can give it to you if I want to, and I can take it back anytime I want."
Fu Ruoshi sneered and said, "I built Zhuo Rui up on my own. How many times have you tripped him up? Do you think I don't know? If you dare to touch my son, I will never let you go."
"Then I have to take action!" Fu Keming slammed the table. "Fu Ruoshi, even if Zhuo Rui was created by you, your business thinking, courage and boldness, which one of them was not acquired by you in the Fu family? Wasn't it given to you by me? Do you think you can fly just because your wings are strong enough? I tell you it's impossible, never possible. You should lock up Zhuo Rui as soon as possible and come back to inherit the Fu Group. I have given you a lot of time. Now you have trained enough and your hands are trained. It's time to come back. We have tens of thousands of employees under the name of Fu Group. They are all your responsibility. It is impossible for you to not shoulder this responsibility!"
Fu Ruoshi's head was buzzing with anger.
So, all the hard work and effort he put in outside for so long was just "exercise" and "practice" in Fu Keming's eyes?
Are you taking me for a walk?
Fu Ruoshi looked at him coldly:
"What if I don't accept? I have a US green card, so I can stay here forever."
"But you're back now." Fu Keming smiled faintly, "I have ten thousand ways to detain you at customs. Not only will I detain you, I'll also confiscate your chips and hold up your customs duties! I say this, customs will never let your products into the mainland! No company in the entire mainland dares to cooperate with you! You can fight me, I'm not afraid of trouble, but you're afraid that Zhuo Rui will be finished."
Fu Keming spoke so calmly that Fu Ruoshi was almost vomiting blood in anger.
The thing he could not tolerate most in his life was being controlled by others and having his hands and feet tied. In order to avoid being controlled by his family, he thought he had paid a huge price, but he did not expect that he was still firmly controlled by the old thief Fu Keming.
"Fu Keming, I won't fight you because you gave birth to me." Fu Ruoshi suppressed his anger, his whole body trembling. "Today, either you break my legs, or I will sever all ties with you. I want to die in America."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
"you dare!"
Fu Keming was furious. He jumped onto the table and chased after him, picked up the trophy and smashed it on Fu Ruoshi's legs.
Song Ailing screamed and stepped forward to block it, but Fu Ruoshi quickly pushed her away. Song Ailing fell to the ground, and the trophy hit Fu Ruoshi's calf, knocking him back several steps.
The blow hit his ankle, and he slammed against the door with a thud, and cold sweat broke out instantly.
After smashing the trophy, Fu Keming felt dizzy due to excessive excitement.
He held on to the chair, breathing heavily, and couldn't move his feet.
Seeing that he didn't move, Fu Ruoshi prepared to leave again.
Fu Keming couldn't see clearly, and when he saw the person was about to leave, he grabbed a hard object on the table and smashed it at Fu Ruoshi again.
In a flash, the door suddenly opened.
An inkstone flew from the sky and was about to hit Wen Zhixia on the head.
Fu Ruoshi was shocked and immediately stepped forward and hugged her in his arms.
Snapped!
The sharp inkstone hit his back.
The white shirt was instantly stained with blood.
......
"My ancestor! Why are you here?"