bookcurios Chapter 260: Heading to New York
Chapter 260: Heading to New York
Fu Yonglin couldn't believe his ears.
He understood:
Fu Keming wanted Ruo Shi to inherit the Fu family, but he was afraid that Ruo Shi would not be willing, so he took extreme measures such as destroying his company, leaving him with no way out and forcing him to return to China.
Fu Yonglin once again witnessed Fu Keming's shocking and unscrupulous means.
In the past, he had even killed his own brother, and now, he was even willing to destroy the company that his son had worked so hard to build.
Just for the so-called family business?
What kind of family did Ruo Shi live in? Did he know that his biological parents were trying so hard to kill the "child" he had painstakingly raised?
Fu Yonglin felt suffocated. Although his growing environment was oppressive, at least his parents loved him selflessly.
He suppressed the shock in his heart, quietly retreated to the restaurant, and pretended nothing had happened.
On the phone screen, there was a chat interface with Fu Ruoshi.
He hesitated for a long time and finally decided not to tell him on the phone.
After all, the fact that his biological parents wanted to harm him would be a mental wound that would be insurmountable for anyone in their lifetime.
He decided to go to the United States and tell him in person.
Fu Yonglin booked a flight to New York, USA, three days later.
Soon, Fu Keming and Song Ailing came back.
Fu Yonglin was eating fruit while looking at his phone. Seeing that they looked calm, he pretended to be calm too.
"Yonglin," Fu Keming said, smiling as he sat beside him. "Just now I was talking to your aunt about you and that Xiaoxia. Have you ever talked about it?"
Song Ailing also said, "Yes, you should talk more. I've checked out that girl, and she has good character. She and Ruo Shi had a misunderstanding before, but now, no matter what, we still hope she can come back."
So, Zhixia is the second helper they want to find for Ruoshi?
Fu Yonglin had already guessed most of what they were thinking.
They only care about interests, not family affection.
Fu Yonglin was even more contemptuous.
"We've talked before, and I like her too." He still smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, we've added WeChat and will keep in touch."
The next day, in the afternoon.
After winter comes, it gets dark very early in Jincheng.
Before five o'clock, the sky was filled with a gloomy and solemn darkness.
Wen Zhixia had just finished a consultation and looked outside and thought it was ten o'clock.
Immediately afterwards, I received a WeChat message from Fu Yonglin.
[Zhixia, I'm going to the US for business in a couple of days. Do you have anything you want me to bring to Ruoshi? Let's have dinner together.]
The day before yesterday, Fu Ruoshi told her that he wanted to eat black chopped rice, but he said that rose kohlrabi was not available in New York, so he couldn't make it even if he wanted to.
That's perfect.
Wen Zhixia happily agreed: "Okay, Brother Yonglin, I do have something for him. It's my treat. What kind of dishes would you like to eat?"
Fu Yonglin: [You decide, I just want to eat Chinese food.]
Half past eight in the evening.
The two met at a Yunnan restaurant in CBD.
"Zhixia, how did you know I like Yunnan cuisine?" Yonglin said to her in disbelief at the restaurant entrance. "Can you read minds?"
Wen Zhixia smiled unexpectedly, "It seems like brothers are connected by heart. Ruoshi said a few days ago that he wanted to eat black chopped vegetables, but he couldn't make it himself without rose kohlrabi. I thought I'd buy some directly from the store so you can take it. I've been to this store many times, and the dishes are really good."
The two sat down.
After Wen Zhixia ordered the dishes, she asked the waiter for two bags of vacuum-packed kohlrabi and gave them to Fu Yonglin, asking him to take them to the United States.
"By the way, Zhixia," Fu Yonglin asked her in a measured tone after the dishes were served, "Has Ruoshi told you about the company's situation recently? Is there anything difficult?"
Wen Zhixia was still a little wary of Fu Yonglin, so she said simply, "Maybe there are some financial difficulties, but it's the end of the year, and many companies are like this. He and I are just ordinary friends now, and if he doesn't say anything, I can't ask."
Fu Yonglin asked bluntly, "Did Ruo Shi tell you that one of his financial directors is missing?"
Wen Zhixia was stunned for a moment.
How did Fu Yonglin know?
"Who told you that?" Wen Zhixia asked cautiously, "Is it a rumor in the circle?"
Fu Yonglin looked at her expression and guessed that she must know.
It seemed to be true. He confirmed the content of the conversation between Fu Keming and Song Ailing again.
He lied, "My friends in the United States told me that Zhuorui was making a lot of noise before. There were such rumors, but I didn't know whether it was true or not. I thought you knew about it."
"If you meet in the United States, he will probably tell you this," Wen Zhixia said, "I know the rest, but I don't know the details. I'm afraid of saying something wrong and being held responsible."
Fu Yonglin could see that she was still wary of him, but he didn't mind. He raised the teacup beside him and clinked it with Wen Zhixia's.
"I hope you can remarry Ruoshi soon."
The next morning.
Fu Yonglin boarded a plane to New York.
It was late at night in California.
In a bar district far away from the jurisdiction, the nightlife is just beginning.
At this moment, the streets were bustling with people, neon lights were flashing, and countless blonde beauties were passing by. Some of them were holding cigarettes in their hands, and their puffs of smoke formed psychedelic clouds.
Zhao Xiaoning walked into a massage parlor with a red light on.
After coming to California, he saw sexy foreign girls with long legs and blonde hair every day. Many times, he couldn't hold back his anger on the street and had to find a place to vent his anger.
Recently he has been visiting the red light district every night. He likes this massage parlor run by an Asian the most. Not only is it cheap, but the Vietnamese girls there are so soft and well-behaved that he can't stop.
At this moment, while making love in bed, Zhao Xiaoning did not forget to confirm his "masculine virility".
After finishing quickly, he smoked a cigarette and kept asking the girl, "Baby, am I good? Did you feel like you were in ecstasy?"
In order to get the tip, the girl could only lie to him and coax him, "Brother is the best, brother is the best man I have ever met!"
Zhao Xiaoning's face darkened for no reason.
He dropped the cigarette butt in his hand and slapped the girl!
"You fucking lied to me!" Zhao Xiaoning was furious. "Have you said this to every man? How dare you deal with me? Do you know what my status is in Jincheng? I'm the prince!"
He didn't speak English, and the girl couldn't understand him, so he beat her until she cried.
However, those who make a living in California's red-light district are not timid people.
"Fuxxxck Ur mother!"
The girl just cursed in the American national language and pressed the alarm bell beside the bed.
In less than ten seconds, three dark and strong black security guards came in.
Zhao Xiaoning suddenly felt weak.
"You, what do you want to do? Do you know that my father is..."
Before he could finish his words, he was lifted up by three security guards, dragged out of the store like a dead pig, and thrown into the street.
"Fuck you!!!"
Zhao Xiaoning got up from the ground, his face green with anger.
In the past, he was used to being domineering in Jincheng, and everyone who saw him would call him Master Ning.
Now, even a massage girl can scold him and be thrown into the street!
"Damn it! I'm a fallen tiger being bullied by a dog. When I make a comeback one day, I will..."
Before he could finish his words, a hand with bright red nails was placed on his shoulder.
"Handsome guy, don't be angry."
Standard Mandarin pronunciation.
Zhao Xiaoning turned around and saw a tall and beautiful Chinese girl with a high nose bridge, big eyes, delicate features, fashionable makeup and a tight-fitting dress.
At first glance, she seems a bit like Xu Hui.
"how much is it?"
The girl smiled and pointed to the alley not far ahead.
"We'll go over there and talk."