Chapter 75: jobs

"Heh, a little bar dancer? The threshold of my house is not so low." Father Fu suddenly sneered.
Mr. Fu is a snob, and looks down on Zhou Sihui, who has been a bar dancer for many years. If Fu Mingxu was there, he would not let her enter the door of Fu's house.
"Dad." Fu Hongyi called Father Fu.
Zhou Sihui's body trembled a little in his arms, and Fu Hongyi suddenly felt distressed.
Father Fu just looked down on Zhou Sihui's weak and weak appearance. He saw enough such women. Their weak appearance was just a pretense. The son who gave birth to him was fascinated by this woman.
He snorted coldly, "Lu Yun was born into a wealthy family, but also a knowledgeable person. How can this woman compare to Lu Yun?"
Zhou Sihui's body trembled more and more, and Fu Hongyi hugged her tightly and retorted Fu Fu, "She is a scholar, but the son she gave birth to is good? Is it comparable to Ming Xu?"
"Shan Chuan is a genius. It wasn't that he helped Fu through the difficulties. Can you have a good life today?"
Mr. Fu can see clearly. He doesn't like Fu Hanchuan, but Fu Hanchuan is capable, so he still values ​​him very much.
"Dad, you know that Mingxu does not have this strength, if he comes to the company..."
Fu Hongyi's words were interrupted by Mr. Fu, "Mingxu is good, but not as good as Samantha. Over the past year, the company has lost a lot. Can Mingxu reverse this situation?"
Father Fu likes Fu Mingxu, but with the existence of Zhou Sihui, he is a filial piety. Father Fu dare not let Fu Mingxu sit in an important position in the company easily. Otherwise, when this company falls into Zhou Sihui's hands, he will not know.
"How do you know you can't?" Fu Hongyi replied with a stubborn neck.
Mr. Fu's face was dark, and he was thinking about reprimanding Fu Hongyi. Fu Mingxu walked downstairs and said, "Grandpa."
Fu Shihan followed behind and shouted, "Grandpa."
Fu Shihan ran to Father Fu's side.
"Hey." Father Fu replied, the expression on his face softened.
Fu Shihanguan would make old man Fu happy, he liked her very much.
With Fu Shihan and Fu Mingxu there, Mr. Fu did not aim at Zhou Sihui anymore.
For a while, the atmosphere at home seemed very harmonious.
Fu Shihui coaxed Old Man Fu to laugh.
When Fu Hanchuan entered the Fu's house, he saw this picture.
He lowered his eyes and put on slippers.
"Master." The servant shouted respectfully.
Fu Hongyi looked over, with a cold face, "Half an hour, the shelf is big enough, let the whole family wait for you to eat alone!"
"I didn't let you wait." Fu Hanchuan's voice was cold.
Fu Hongyi's face was terribly dark, and he wanted to say something more, Mr. Fu said, "Okay, let's eat."
The food was a bit cold, but after it was all heated up, it was served again.
Father Fu took a sip of the soup and said unconsciously, "Shanchuan, have you had a job recently?"
Fu Hongyi sneered, "He has a job? He stays at home all day long, or goes to the Lu family. Without the identity of the young master of the Fu family, he would have been begging."
Fu Hongyi didn't like the son of Fu Hanchuan, and he was against him all day long.
Father Fu glared at Fu Hongyi, and then said kindly, "Shanchuan, since you are not working yet, come to our company and I will give you the position of general manager."