bookcurios Chapter 139 I haven’t seen Mr. Fu so happy for a long time
Chapter 139 I haven’t seen Mr. Fu so happy for a long time
It was morning in the United States at this time, and Fu Ruoshi had just started work.
He was in the conference room listening to the weekly work arrangements of each department while browsing his mobile phone.
As soon as he opened WeChat, he received a like from Wen Zhixia.
His hands shook with excitement and his phone fell to the ground.
A snapping sound was heard in the quiet conference room.
"Sorry." Fu Ruoshi bent down to pick up the phone, "My hand slipped."
He gestured to his colleague to continue speaking, and he looked at the little red heart that Wen Zhixia had clicked, his heart blossoming with joy.
She gave me a thumbs up!
It wasn't the likes for the recent post on WeChat Moments, but the likes for the anti-war video he posted when he returned to MIT last week.
This means that she clicked into her own circle of friends and read the content one by one.
If Fu Ruoshi didn't have strong self-control, he would have jumped up from the table with joy.
During this period, he deliberately did not harass her because he knew she was going to give an academic report and asked her to concentrate on revising the manuscript.
I didn't expect that she was so career-oriented, yet she was checking her own circle of friends when she was so busy.
Mr. Fu would never believe it if I said I didn't care at all.
In fact, these circles of friends were sent by Fu Ruoshi specifically for Wen Zhixia to see alone.
Ever since he added Wen Zhixia back on WeChat last time, he has insisted on sharing his life with her every day and blocked everyone else.
After the divorce, he regretted it so much. Wen Zhixia had told him many times that she wanted to see the big pine cones, she wanted to see the night view of New York, and she wanted to see the snowy streets of Manhattan.
At that time, he didn't take it to heart, thinking that these things could be seen on the Internet, so couldn't he just search for it himself?
Now he realized that Wen Zhixia didn't want to see the big pine cones or the night view of New York, but wanted to enter his world and chat with him.
Mr. Fu still has the dullness and lack of romance of a science and engineering man in his bones.
He learned his lesson and decided that he would never make the same mistake again.
He swore that from now on, every circle of friends he posted would be for her. He would also take her to Zhuorui's headquarters in the United States, take her to Nasdaq, and take her back to his school...
At this moment, the employees present saw President Fu, who had a cold expression just now, and now they couldn't suppress the smile on their faces.
It's been a while since I've seen Mr. Fu so happy. Although everyone didn't know what happened, they were still very impressed.
this side.
Wen Zhixia was completely unaware of her own likes. After she finished browsing Fu Ruoshi’s circle of friends, she cautiously exited and continued to engage in complex data analysis.
Two weeks later.
This academic conference was held in the conference hall of a library in Jincheng.
Although the meeting was not large, there were nearly a hundred people attending, including the speakers and medical students attending as auditors. The small conference room was quickly filled.
Wen Zhixia's speech was third in line. As usual, she arrived an hour early, ready to review her own manuscript while others were speaking.
I just found a corner to sit down, and then I heard a gentle and familiar voice:
"Even when giving a report meeting, you have to lean against the wall."
Wen Zhixia looked up and saw Nan Kaijie standing tall and graceful, smiling at her with his head down.
"Director Nan!" Wen Zhixia immediately stood up politely. "You're here too! What a coincidence! I didn't even know you were coming."
Nan Kaijie hummed and smiled at her, "The host of this meeting is my junior from Dongda University, I'm here to show my support."
After saying that, he pointed to the empty seat next to Wen Zhixia and said, "Do you mind if I sit here?"
"Of course I don't mind!"
Nan Kaijie had just sat down when a familiar voice suddenly came from behind him, "I mind."
Wen Zhixia turned around unexpectedly.
Who else could this man in front of me, dressed in a gray-purple shirt, black tie, and a long black windbreaker, be but Fu Ruoshi?
Wen Zhixia's face turned dark in an instant.
She turned around and sat on the stool, leaving the back of her head to him.
But in Fu Ruoshi's eyes at this moment, her behavior was just a young wife throwing a tantrum.
He clearly liked my post, but then ignored me when he saw me.
Testing me again, right?
"Hello, Mr. Fu." Nan Kaijie extended his hand politely. "I was in a hurry last time and didn't have time to introduce myself. I'm Nan Kaijie."
Fu Ruoshi saw him and acted like a boss. "I won't introduce myself. Everyone in your hospital knows me."
After saying that, he looked at Wen Zhixia again and pointed to the seat next to her, "Can I sit here?"
At this time, his outstanding appearance and strong aura still attracted countless eyes, especially the students who came to listen to the lecture, all of whom were taking pictures of him with their mobile phones.
Wen Zhixia didn't want him to sit next to her because if he did, he would definitely cause trouble, which would attract attention and affect her speech.
"No!" Wen Zhixia put her bag on the table beside her and refused mercilessly.
"Director Nan," Fu Ruoshi turned to Nan Kaijie, "I have something to say to Wen Zhixia. Please move aside."
Wen Zhixia immediately intervened, "Director Nan, I'd like to ask you something. Do you think it's better for me to post this PPT or not?"
Nan Kaijie apologized to Fu Ruoshi, then took the iPad from Wen Zhixia and said, "I have two plans. The first one is..."
Seeing her communicating seriously with Nan Kaijie, Fu Ruoshi was furious.
He learned that Wen Zhixia was going to speak today, so he flew back from the United States yesterday just to support her. This was his first time attending her academic conference, and he really wanted to support her in person.
Who knew that I wouldn’t even be able to sit on the bench!!!
Even if you feel embarrassed to show that you have me in your heart, you don't have to be so cold, right?
He snorted coldly with a dark face and could only sit in the empty seat behind Wen Zhixia.
The meeting begins.
After the first two doctors finished speaking, it was Wen Zhixia's turn to take the stage.
"Good morning, everyone. I'm Wen Zhixia from the Burns Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Jincheng Medical University. Today I'd like to discuss the care of complications associated with burn scars."
Below the stage, Fu Ruoshi watched Wen Zhixia giving a serious explanation, as if he had returned to seven years ago.
At that time, he was also in the audience and she was on the podium. He applauded her and she blushed.
So he took out his cell phone and recorded the scene.
This was his first time attending Wen Zhixia's academic conference, but he believed that this would definitely not be the last.
However, Fu Ruoshi was too conspicuous sitting in the audience, and it was difficult for Wen Zhixia to avoid seeing him.
However, when she glanced at him several times, he was concentrating on his PPT with an expressionless face, as if he was seriously reading what she wrote.
She couldn't believe that Fu Ruoshi had always been disdainful of her work and research. The reason was simple: the effort and reward were not equal. She worked herself to death for only 6,500 yuan a month. In the eyes of businessmen, doing things with too low a return on investment was a waste of time and only a fool would do that.
But when he had no expression on his face, he looked closest to the way Wen Zhixia looked when she first saw him.
Aloof, cold and arrogant.
Memories of the past surfaced, and Wen Zhixia remembered the embarrassment of forgetting the lyrics in her freshman year of high school. She quickly stared at the PPT to avoid being distracted again.
Fortunately, she is now very comfortable and can handle it with ease whether she is working with or without a script. Fu Ruoshi felt relieved and looked down at his phone, afraid of disturbing her.
Soon, Wen Zhixia finished her speech smoothly. After a brief question-and-answer session, she left the podium to applause.
"Very well said," Nan Kaijie gave her a thumbs-up after returning to his seat. "I needed to think about those questions, but you responded so quickly and answered them so clearly."
Wen Zhixia smiled and said, "It's just luck. I guessed someone would ask, so I prepared in advance."
Fu Ruoshi sat in the back, watching the two of them flirting with each other, and his heart ached so much that his legs cramped.
He raised his foot and kicked Nan Kaijie's stool.
Wen Zhixia turned around and glared at him, whispering, "Why are you kicking someone else's stool?"
Fu Ruoshi said calmly, "My legs are too long and I can't straighten them."