bookcurios Chapter 259 I don’t care what the cost is!
Chapter 259 I don’t care what the cost is!
At this moment, Fu Keming was sitting next to Song Ailing.
Song Ailing nudged him with her elbow and threw the phone to him.
Fu Keming took the phone and called Fu Ruoshi back, saying jokingly, "How dare you! Who told you to call me by my first name?"
Fu Ruoshi said bluntly, "I heard you were dead."
"Who the hell said I was dead?"
Hearing Fu Keming's powerful voice, Fu Ruoshi felt a little relieved.
Early in the morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, Han Zhuojun sent him a message saying that there were rumors outside that Fu Keming was dying and was seriously ill, so he came to find the person involved to dispel the rumor.
Fu Ruoshi’s first reaction was that it was impossible.
In his memory, Fu Keming had a very tough life. He had "almost died" countless times, but he survived. One year when he was a child, Fu Keming drove into a lake after drinking too much. The entire front of the car sank. His family thought he was dead. However, rescuers broke in through the window and found him sleeping unconscious in the back seat of the car.
Three years ago, Fu Keming had surgery for a tumor. The next day, he slipped out of the hospital to smoke and drink, and nothing happened.
Thinking of those past events and hearing his heavy voice on the phone, Fu Ruoshi's doubts were temporarily dispelled.
"Okay," he said, "old man, if you dare to lie to me, I will sever all ties of father and son with you."
"Fuck you..." Fu Keming was about to curse, but when he turned around and saw Song Ailing staring at him, he swallowed his words in embarrassment.
After finishing the call, Fu Ruoshi continued to deal with his tedious work.
On WeChat, Wen Zhixia replied to his casual chat message:
"I'm not busy today. How about you? Have you found Foster? Have you called the police?"
Fu Ruoshi typed a reply: [No, I reported it, but no one can find him alive or dead.]
Wen Zhixia comforted him: [Don't worry. Ask his relatives and friends again.]
As long as he talked to Wen Zhixia, the pressure in Fu Ruoshi's heart could be relieved.
He just wanted to finish the mess at hand as soon as possible and return to China to remarry her.
"Mr. Fu."
Liu Zhen knocked on the door and came in, holding a stack of documents. He reported, "Mr. Fu, our people have found that Zhao Xiaoning has been hanging around California's red-light district recently. Should we arrest him and interrogate him to see if he knows Foster's whereabouts?"
When Zhao Xiaoning was mentioned, Fu Ruoshi couldn't stop getting angry.
This grandson almost killed Wen Zhixia, and now he is planning to target Zhuo Rui. He even wants to shoot this guy with a gun.
In the past two days, he has slowed down the downward trend of the company's stock price by repurchasing the shares, but the trading of individual stocks is still inactive. It is obvious that someone has obtained the company's financial data and predicted the market trend and trading volume based on the financial information, creating an endless downward trend.
In other words, someone secretly leaked the company's confidential information while he was under investigation.
Thinking of this, Fu Ruoshi immediately said to Liu Zhen, "Book a plane ticket to California. I want to ask him in person."
the other side.
Wanqing Villa.
After putting his son off, Fu Keming began to wash and change his clothes, as Fu Yonglin would be coming home for breakfast tea soon.
After confirming his condition, Fu Keming began to make plans for the future of the Fu family.
First of all, he had to find someone who was trustworthy enough to help Fu Ruoshi.
After much thought, it seems that Fu Yonglin is a safer choice at the moment.
At least for now, it seems that he has no hostility towards Fu Ruoshi.
"Chairman, Madam!" the nanny downstairs called out, "Yonglin is here!"
Song Ailing had already gone to greet him. Yonglin was still wearing the black coat he wore when he last came to the villa, and he looked his usual gentle and calm.
In order to make himself look healthier and more robust, Fu Keming specially wore a suit with padded shoulders.
However, a person's illness is sometimes written on his face. As soon as Fu Yonglin saw him, he noticed that he looked strange.
"Uncle, good morning." He nodded pretending not to notice.
Before this, Yonglin had also heard some news about the Fu family. He knew that Fu Keming had been hospitalized due to illness before, and now he was showing kindness to him again and again. Maybe he was really in poor health and wanted to find a partner for Fu Ruoshi to pave the way for the next step of the Fu family.
"Come on, kid, sit down." Fu Keming pulled out a stool for him attentively. "Don't be restrained. This is your home."
"Thank you, Uncle," Fu Yonglin nodded politely, "Aunt, you take a seat too."
Just as she was about to sit down, Song Ailing's cell phone suddenly started ringing.
She looked down:
It was Awei, the bodyguard who was guarding Foster.
"Ah, you guys eat first." Song Ailing's expression changed slightly, and she said to Yonglin hurriedly, "Yonglin, don't be so formal. I'm going to answer a phone call. You can chat with your uncle first."
However, Fu Keming also saw Awei on the caller ID and knew that he was the person who was in charge of Zhuorui's financial director.
So he couldn't sit still anymore, so he stood up and said to Yonglin, "I'll go with your aunt."
Fu Yonglin nodded sensibly, watched the two of them leave, and sat down alone to eat for a while.
In less than two minutes, he vaguely heard the heated argument between Fu Keming and Song Ailing outside the courtyard.
It seems to be saying something, let him go, no let him go.
Fu Yonglin couldn't suppress his curiosity.
He hesitated for a moment and followed him out quietly.
Outside the courtyard.
Song Ailing and Fu Keming were in the corridor, listening to Awei's phone call.
"Chairman, Madam, we've given him nutrient solution several times, but he just won't eat. If this continues, will someone die?"
In the last few days of house arrest, Foster finally couldn't bear it anymore. In order to leave, he went on a hunger strike and refused to eat or drink.
Afraid of causing a loss of life, Awei had no choice but to call Song Ailing for help.
Fu Keming said, "If he faints, you should find a doctor for him! If we let him go now, wouldn't all our efforts be wasted? He and Ruo Shi met and planned. Your sister Ling used the authorization letter to obtain Zhuorui's financial data and then placed the financial director under house arrest in our villa complex in New Jersey. Even if Ruo Shi has a pig's brain, he knows that I'm going to destroy his company!"
Outside the corridor, Fu Yonglin was heartbroken when he heard Fu Keming's words.
His fists were clenched so tightly that they made a crackling sound, and his palms were bleeding before he managed to suppress the urge to punch Fu Keming.
Even a tiger won't eat its own cubs, so Fu Keming actually wants to destroy his son's company?
Fu Yonglin suppressed his pounding heart, hid in a safe place, and continued to listen.
Song Ailing said, "How long will it take? How long will it take for Zhuorui's stock price to hit the limit? Do you think American police are just there to do nothing? What if they find the person before us? What if Foster gets angry and wants to sue Ruoshi?"
"Sue me! It's best if he's deported and can't go to the United States again! I want to see if he can change his mind!" Fu Keming said, "As long as I can make him stay at the Fu Group, I don't care what the price is!"