Strongly Locked Up, Fu Shao’s Dumb New Wife

There are still a few days before the Spring Festival. People are buying new year goods in the last few days of the end of the year. The employees in the company have already entered the New Year's state in advance, and their spirits are lazy. I count my fingers every day and wait for the Spring Festival holiday.

Last year, something happened that caused the sales of Su Xiang studio's products to drop sharply. She was worried about finding ways to stabilize this year. As the Youth League became more and more famous, the sales of products should not be worrying, but she has become more busy. .

Su Xiang visited the factory, went to the store again, sent the New Year's goods, returned to the office and quickly poured a cup of hot tea to moisturize.

Her lips were cracked, and now they had developed into ulcers, and she had to take her time to speak, eat and drink. Assistant Ou Yang looked at her with a cup of tea, and looked at her more admiringly, and said, "Sister Su, you are really elegant and noble by nature."

After Xiao Deng left the studio, Su Xiang tried two assistants back and forth, and finally determined that the person who stayed was Ou Yang, a male assistant.

Ouyang has good driving skills, strong strength, flexible mind and sweet mouth, but he is a little younger and not mature enough.

Su Xiang couldn't laugh, and waved his hand: "Go and ask about the finance, how much of our payment has not been urged back. In addition, the supplier's payment is also calculated clearly, and both of these things will be settled the day after tomorrow. It's cleared. Also, prepare a car and go to the Foundation in the afternoon."

Su Xiang said three things in one sentence, and then stopped talking, and the assistant nodded: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

Su Xiang was left in the office, and she drank all the tea slowly.

When I just wanted to be quiet and rest for a few minutes, my cell phone rang.

Su Xiang picked up the phone and looked at Feng Qingyang's call.

At the juice factory, most of the workers on the construction site have already returned to their hometown ahead of time. Few people stayed there. The construction site is in a state of shutdown, but the R&D team is still going on. This piece is what Feng Qingyang is staring at.

Su Xiang answered the phone, and Feng Qingyang's voice came over: "I'm free at noon, let's eat together."

Her voice was weak and she seemed to be exhausted.

Su Xiang didn't really want to eat, she hurts, but she knew Feng Qingyang wouldn't say to eat together for no reason. She thought about it and said, "Just the porridge shop."

On the other side of the phone, Feng Qingyang paused and agreed.

Su Xiang hung up the phone, looked at the time, picked up his coat and went out. Ouyang came from the financial side, and was about to report to Su Xiang what she had explained. Su Xiang said as he walked: "Tell me in the afternoon, don't order lunch for me, I'll go out."

She disappeared in a while, Ou Yang shook his head and sighed.

These days, strong women are all women with the same wind. How can the men who eat and drink all the time survive? No wonder the number of bachelors is increasing year by year.

However, Ouyang is not a man who eats and drinks. He took out his cell phone and sent a message: he went out again without taking me.

A cashier happened to pass by and saw Ou Yang shaking his head and sighing. He glanced in the direction of the gate and said, "Sister Su went out again?"

Ouyang put away the phone and shrugged his shoulders helplessly: "Yes."

At the other end, Su Xiang drove to a Cantonese porridge shop by himself.

Before Feng Qingyang came when she arrived, Su Xiang found an empty seat to sit down.

She ordered roast goose, shrimp dumplings, quicksand buns, and a pot of fish porridge. The waiter put tea and took the order and was ready to go.

After a while, Feng Qingyang walked over with a lot of documents. After she sat down in her seat, she piled up the large pile of documents she was holding on the seat next to her, and she was completely paralyzed. Sitting there, there is no more turmoil.

Su Xiang poured her tea, she picked it up and drank it in one breath. The first sentence of her mouth was: "I'm going to look through it."

Su Xiang said: "It's the end of the year, who is not busy."

Feng Qingyang glared at her, and she was counting on her to say a few words of comfort, and then take the work from the factory a little bit.

Thinking of this, Feng Qingyang burst into flames, feeling that he was on Fu Hanchuan's thief ship.

Feng's family doesn't value her reputation, but she still has to work for the family. When the two brothers of Feng's family made trouble and did not stop, she was a firefighter of great significance.

Feng Qingyang participated in the factory at the beginning, with the original intention to grow her own small treasury. The secret investment did not participate in the factory affairs, but there were more and more things that didn’t know how to get her upper body. When she came back to ask Fu Hanchuan, then He said lightly: "You strongly asked to join in, and I didn't force you."

Feng Qingyang wanted to cry without tears, wasn't she nervous about losing her money at that time!

Up to now, she has to be busy closing the house, and also busy with the factory.

The key point is that she was done with the closure of the house. She tried to fight for merit and was snatched away. She had merit in participating in the juice factory and could not be known.

When Feng Qingyang felt resentful, he felt that he was a maid's fate.

The waiter brought up the dishes, the steaming casserole porridge, a white mist appeared as soon as the lid was opened, and the rich sweetness of rice porridge came out with the white mist.

The other three side dishes were also placed next to the casserole.

Feng Qingyang sat up and took a look, and then sat back lazily. At this time, she was already tortured and not stunned.

She hummed: "Just eat that little bit?"

She was so hungry that she could eat a cow. She hadn't agreed to eat porridge if she knew it, but she was too tired to think about it.

Su Xiang picked up the spoon and scooped the porridge, and glanced at her through the misty white mist and said, "If you don't think it's enough, go ahead and don't restrict you."

Before the waiter left, Feng Qingyang grabbed the menu and ordered several dishes. If Su Xiang had listened carefully, she knew she had almost ordered a page of dishes.

After ordering, she first took a shrimp dumpling to cushion her belly, and then rummaged through the papers piled on the chair next to it.

Those documents, in addition to the factory documents, also sealed the company. She took out a blue document bag and handed it to Su Xiang, "This is the first batch of juice recipe. I have already found someone to send the sample to your studio. Please try it first."

Su Xiang was blowing cold porridge, and took the file without raising his head.

She pulled out the documents and was no longer in a hurry to drink the porridge. Like Feng Qingyang, she held the shrimp dumplings while reading the information.

By next spring, the plant will be completed and the machine will enter the site for commissioning. The recruitment of workers on Su Xiang's side was almost over in the fall. She is in the Disabled Persons' Federation and has personnel. Those people are like children waiting to be fed, waiting for the Spring Festival to pass quickly, so that they can earn money and support themselves.

After reading the file, Su Xiang put the file aside and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Feng Qingyang had finished eating a cage of shrimp dumplings, broke the quicksandbags there, and said, "Finally, I said something."

Su Xiang smiled, this smile affected the ulcers on her lips, and the pain caused her to close her mouth quickly.

She sipped the porridge, like an ancient imperial empress, while Feng Qingyang feasted on it. This contrast made her particularly vulgar, like she was a pig.

Feng Qingyang looked at her eyes twitching, what's wrong with this woman, she didn't look like this before when she was eating.

She had a charity party, and the nobles have seen a lot of people, so are you pretending to be here?

Feng Qingyang cried the spoon in the empty bowl, looked at Su Xiang and said dissatisfied: "What's wrong with you?"

Su Xiang misunderstood her dissatisfaction into a question, and said truthfully: "You have a mouth ulcer."

Her lips still hurt. From a small white spot to the size of a small fingernail, I don't know if there is a reason for the fire, and it came out along with the wound.

After saying this, Feng Qingyang raised her eyebrows, her entire expression changed, and she came forward slightly, and said ambiguously, "Is it angry?"

She looked like she was so tired before, she was gossip.

Su Xiang glanced at her, wondering what she was so excited for. Just listen to Feng Qingyang's serious words: "If you get angry, it's mostly a yin and yang imbalance. You have to get rid of the fire."

Su Xiang knew what she meant, she didn't accept the move, and said more seriously than her: "Well, go back and drink some chrysanthemum tea."

Feng Qingyang sighed and saw that she was not fooled. He held a chin with chopsticks and poked a section of hairtail, and said, "I could see it at the dinner that day. Shao Fu arrogantly took you as his own in front of so many people, you guys. Two, one with dry wood and one with raging fire, can burn early."

Why is she so tired? Just caught between this pair of men and women! She is about to be boiled out!

Su Xiang squeezed a spoon hard, took a deep breath, and decided not to speak.

She took a bite of rice porridge, Feng Qingyang's gaze continued to poison her, Su Xiang couldn't bear it, and said: "Miss Feng, seeing you recover so quickly, have you been diarrhea?"

Feng Qingyang was reflected back, and the chatter shut up.

She is so busy that she has no chance to find a man.

Furthermore, given her status, the family would not allow her to find a man casually. Her marriage was dedicated to the benefit of the family.

She was instilled with this idea since she was a child, and the women who closed her family were married like this, regardless of whether they were happy or not.

The closure of the family, also under the interweaving of various interests, gradually gained its current status.

But Feng Qingyang didn't want to be a puppet doll at the mercy of others, so he developed a man-like personality and worked hard to get rid of that fate.

Before she has enough strength, she will not find a man.

After that, the two women directly talked about work at the dining table. The table was full of dishes, holding documents in mid-air and discussed there.

They are so busy that they are racing against time. When the guests who came in the restaurant saw it, they all exclaimed: Women in the new era are no worse than men.

Su Xiang ended the business of the juice factory at the dinner table and returned to the studio. As Feng Qingyang said, a box of juice was delivered, and those people had already drank it as a after-dinner drink.

Ouyang took a big sip and said with a smile: "Sister Su, after taking this sip, it seems that I have eaten several fruits at the same time, and the fruity flavor is coming out."

Su Xiang looked at his smiling eyes and said, "That's good. By the way, there is a piece in the box. After the juice is finished, let everyone write down their feelings and suggestions. We will accept it tomorrow."

Ouyang dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Drinking a bottle of juice requires writing a report, just like watching a movie in elementary school and writing a review. So busy, what do you write?

Ou Yang lowered his eyebrows, thinking that he would just deal with it casually. Su Xiang walked to the door of the office, looked back at him and said, "Be true, don't be sloppy."

"Yes..." Ou Yang sighed and touched the phone in his pocket. Why should he drink this bottle of juice.

Su Xiang went into the office, locked the documents Feng Qingyang had handed her in the filing cabinet and went out.

I went to the foundation in the afternoon, and she hadn't investigated the matter at the dinner that day.

She didn't go to talk to the two women directly, she didn't even know the names of the two women, she could only recognize them if they were in front of them.

If Su Xiang called people to come and recognize it, as if she wanted to retaliate, it would not be conducive to her future work, and she would be caught by others, deliberately magnifying the matter.

This is a hit.

After thinking about it, Su Xiang thought clearly about one thing.

The two women attacked her by saying those things in the bathroom first, angering her first. Later, the boss of Zhou humiliated her in front of everyone, so that she could be even more irritated.

Verbal attacks are the easiest for people to lose calm. If she couldn't control it and made things happen, she would lose her words and deeds in public.

To be a person in charge, you are most afraid of losing your credibility, especially the Furi Foundation, where you are dealing with celebrities, and making a fool of yourself is tantamount to ruining your image in front of others.

Fortunately, Su Xiang held back it at the time, and the other party probably didn't know her enough.

She endured the dirty water splashed over again and again, her endurance was unimaginable.

Entering the foundation, I saw that the staff there were silently looking at her.

It's no secret that Su Xiang was molested by the boss that week. So many people saw it at the time and it was spread long ago.

Su Xiang raised his head straight and walked straight through the hall, through the corridor, and into the office.

Ouyang followed behind Su Xiang, and felt that Su Xiang's footsteps were particularly steady and very calm.

And those people didn't wait for Su Xiang's figure to disappear, and began to whisper quietly behind her: "How can she dare to come? If I change my words, at least I can come back after this gust of wind."

"Yeah, what a shame, so many people have seen it. When Madam Pang was here, she had never been like this before."

"Yes, there is a person in charge of the foundation who is regarded as sleeping with him. How will others think of us in the future?"

"Hey, Madam Pang is here this year, and so many donations can still be raised. She will do it next year. I don't know what to do..."

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Su Xiang has not established his prestige in the foundation, and he has no one of his own. Those people talk unscrupulously and are not afraid of being heard at all.

Ouyang frowned when she heard it, and glanced at Su Xiang in front of him with some concern, but Su Xiang didn't seem to hear her, and she still had her own rhythm, and the voice of her high heels was firm and steady. Not messy.

Following such a person, my heart is stable.

Ou Yang's heart was relieved, thinking that those women were just women with long tongues, and they would only be jealous of others in this life.

Anyone with a bit of a brain knows whether Su Xiang has the skills or not, just look at the donations she raised at the charity party. The data tells everything.

Su Xiang heard those people's whispering comments. Perhaps they just complained by themselves, but Su Xiang even believed that someone must have brought the rhythm first.

This is the third step of the man's plan.

In the foundation, her personal image was discredited, and people questioned the rationality of her as the person in charge. Once everyone doesn't trust her and can't live with her, the above will consider substitutions.

After entering the office, Ou Yang said, "Sister Su, don't take those people's words to heart. They are jealous of you."

Su Xiang took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair, and smiled slightly: "You all know the truth, can I still be unclear? Don't worry, I won't bother."

Next, she handled the official business in an orderly manner and did nothing else.

Occasionally someone came in to report to her about the work. After reading it, Su Xiang said a few words, requesting that the raised donations be distributed in proportion to the aid project, the population helped, and the poverty level. She added a little more and asked for openness and transparency. change.

The man glanced at her with a look of surprise.

Su Xiang said: "Why, there is a problem?"

When the woman was asked, she was blunt. She said, "Miss Su, what you said is simple. All foundations, including the public, are demanding financial transparency. How many can they really do?"

Su Xiang said nothing, looked at her with a slight smile, and waited for her to speak.

The person saw that she didn't speak, and continued speaking, there was more grievance in his words: "This thing seems simple, but how many people are there in our foundation?"

"Helping people are scattered in so many places, and there are also volunteer management. Do you know all these Miss Su?"

The woman looks at Su Xiang with the expression of an insider looking at a layman.

Su Xiang smiled and said, "Because it is difficult to solve, do you leave the problem here?"

"Those people also want to know where the donation money I brought is used. If I don't make it public, and it's not clear how I help others, then what do others think?"

She looked terrified and said, "Why don't the donations become less and less, because other people are thinking where the money is going!"

"If there is no donation, is there still a need for the foundation to exist!"

Su Xiang knows very well that the more chaotic the accounts, the easier it is to fish in troubled waters.

There is no cost for charity, and it depends on donations from others. Excluding the necessary expenses, the remaining money should be used in facts, but there is no supervision, no transparency and openness, and the destination of some of the donations is unknown.

Madam Pang was suspected, and the people above were anxious to withdraw her, so they were planted on it.

If Su Xiang followed the rules and regulations left by Madam Pang, he would not be the next Madam Pang.

Madam Pang also said otherwise, but Su Xiang didn't have a penny, and wanted to help some people, instead of burying herself in a muddle.

The woman was shocked by Su Xiang's expression, took a breath, and pressed her lips for a while and dared not say anything.

Su Xiang's expression eased again, and his tone softened a little bit: "These tasks must be done step by step, and it is not that you will be able to do it step by step. Set in stone."

Regardless of whether Su Xiang's face was soft or cold, her attitude was there, and the woman didn't dare to challenge her anymore and took the documents and went out.

Su Xiang glanced at the closed door, his eyes continued to fall on the computer screen.

In the next few days, Su Xiang ran between the studio and the foundation.

She didn't rush to find the person who pulled her hind legs, but she was sure that there were more than two people planning to pull her off the horse.

The more people there are, the more you can't be anxious.

After listening to the report from the person staring at the foundation, Fu Hanchuan's lips slightly bend, and he is about to see the tigress showing off again.

Two nights before the New Year’s Eve, Su Xiang invited Fu Ying to have dinner with Pearl’s two children in her Chawan apartment.

That day, she deliberately took two hours in the afternoon, took the children to buy clothes, went to the market to buy vegetables, and made a table of vegetables in her small kitchen.

The Fu family is still there, but it has been scattered, Fu Ying will go to Sanya with Fu Hanchuan to visit Mrs. Zhuoya during the New Year.

The Ye family is gone, but the banquet house is still there, and the family is separated from the two places. Su Xiang and Yanlin are going to Kuala Lumpur to see Mrs. Shen. The old lady is too old to fly around, and the North City is too cold.

As for the Qi family, Su Xiang can only wait for the return of Kuala Lumpur before going to visit Qi Haipeng for New Year's greetings.

To the Qi family, Su Xiang has always been grateful to Qi Haipeng for his care over the past two years. Before she met Yanlin, Qi Haipeng was the first person in her life to show care to her elders.

Su Xiang watched the two children eating happily, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

She was in the Su family, but the Su family gave her the worst memory. She had no feelings for the Su family and thought she had nothing to worry about in this world. But now, there are so many people around her who she cares about.

Moreover, the people she cares about also care about her.

What she is sad is that the people she cares about can't get together for a lively year. Fortunately, they were separated only briefly, and they would be together again soon.

Fu Ying looked at her and said embarrassedly: "Mom, are you angry that I didn't accompany you for the New Year?"

"Grandma is in Sanya alone. I haven't seen her for several months. But I can see you every week, so don't be jealous. I will give you gifts to compensate you."

When Su Xiang heard the second half of his sentence, he became sad and wanted to laugh a little.

She suddenly felt the feeling of seeing her son ten years later. When the son has a girlfriend, he won't be with her all the time, so he will buy gifts to make up for it.

Fu Ying sometimes played with Lian Liang, and what they brought her was the gadgets they made. At that time, Su Xiang felt like she couldn't help her.

Su Xiang rubbed the little guy's hair and said, "Sanya is warmer than Beicheng. It's just right for you to go there."

Zhenzhu looked at Fu Ying, then looked at Su Xiang, pulling her sleeves, and said in a milky voice: "Ma Ma, I can accompany you."

She plays every day, and she doesn't have a grandma to accompany, only her grandfather is like a child who always can't do without her.

Pearl is still young, and she doesn't understand the changes made by the adults, and Su Xiang will not lose her love for her because of the changes. The affection has not changed. And the changes between her and Qi Lingyang, as the child grows up, she will gradually understand and say what she doesn't understand, and over time, she will understand.

Su Xiang squeezed her face: "What about Grandpa?"

Pearl frowned her little eyebrows in embarrassment. Grandpa couldn't do without her.

Su Xiang couldn't help but look at her frowning little look. The cuteness of the child is the elixir to alleviate all worries.

"Aren't you staying with me now?" Su Xiang smiled and gave the answer, and Pearl immediately smiled sweetly, "Ah, yes, with my brother."