vrcanaries Chapter 185 A Slap and a Sweet Treat
Chapter 185 A Slap and a Sweet Treat
Although Fu Chengli's definition was unpleasant to hear, it was strangely accurate.
An Ying was not mentally prepared.
She had a passionate and intense relationship with Lu Qiyao before.
In the end, it all turned into a mess, making everyone laugh at us.
If she decides to start a new relationship, she would prefer to take it slow.
No longer rushing to treat men as a lifeline and hastily entering into an unknown relationship.
In the future, she will have her own career and her own life.
She is not a parasitic plant that depends on anyone.
Especially at this sensitive time of job transfer.
An Ying is about to be promoted to prison.
If her relationship with Fu Chengli were to be made public rashly, anyone with a modicum of common sense would know that some malicious individuals would spread rumors about her, claiming that she climbed the corporate ladder by seducing the CEO.
Then, netizens who were unaware of the facts joined in the gossip and made a fuss.
Then, there will be a lot of trouble.
An Ying tilted her head back and finished the soy milk in her hand, calmly wiped her mouth, and smiled encouragingly:
"President Fu, don't be discouraged. All positions have a probationary period. I will definitely make you a permanent employee after you pass the probationary period."
Fu Chengli wields great power in the company, and everyone in the entire Beicheng business district gives him a wide berth. Even his chairman father doesn't dare to easily offend him.
When it came to An Ying, she dared to hesitate and look down on him.
They won't give them a title or make it official.
You need to try it first.
The implication is: If you're not satisfied with the trial period, then let's fire you.
After being a CEO for so many years, this was the first time Fu Chengli had experienced what it felt like to be interviewed and selected as an ordinary employee.
He was unhappy, but he didn't dare show it.
If you show a bad attitude on the spot and upset An Ying...
It's estimated that they won't even get this rare "trial" opportunity.
Fu Chengli tried his best to suppress the expression on his face, and said three words in a hoarse voice, sounding aggrieved.
"I protest."
An Ying took a sip of black tea and said calmly, "Protest is invalid. I reserve the right of final interpretation."
Fu Chengli sighed silently.
What can I do? I can only spoil them.
He rested his elbows on the edge of the table, squinting as he stared at her.
"How long is the trial period?"
An Ying blinked, seemingly lost in thought: "Hmm, how long is the probationary period... I'll let you know when I've thought it through."
Fu Chengli: "........."
An Ying looked away from Fu Chengli's speechless expression.
"During this period, everything depends on your performance."
After saying that, An Ying got up and walked to the entrance hall, where she changed into high heels.
The front door of the house was pushed open halfway, and An Ying hesitated for half a second, her fingers hooking the doorknob.
Suddenly, she walked back in high heels.
Fu Chengli was looking down at his pocket for a cigarette pack when he heard the clattering of high heels getting closer.
Fu Chengli hadn't reacted yet.
A fair hand reached out to his eyelids.
Her kiss landed.
An Ying's fingers lightly lifted Fu Chengli's chin.
She gave him a light peck on the lips.
Her lips are soft.
It also has a sweet perfume scent.
His earlier frustration vanished instantly.
Fu Chengli felt it wasn't enough.
He instinctively raised his hand, trying to grab An Ying's neck, pry open her lips, and deepen the kiss.
An Ying turned and slipped away, running back to the entrance without looking back.
She clung to the doorframe and said with a smile, "Okay, I'm going to the company now. You can eat slowly."
boom--
The door is closed.
Fu Chengli sat alone at the empty dining table, arms crossed, leaning back in his chair.
A slight upturn at the corners of his mouth revealed a helpless smile.
Perhaps, people really do laugh when they're speechless.
This is really... terrible.
What does it mean to eat slowly?
The prey he wanted to eat escaped.
If I can't kiss her or hug her, how can I eat?!
She knows what it means to give someone a slap followed by a sweet treat.
First, she slapped me, implying that we were going to have some kind of secret relationship or a trial period.
She then slipped him a sweet treat and offered him a kiss as they left.
Fu Chengli let out a long sigh.
An Ying, is this how you're going to play the game?
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An Ying arrived at the company almost right on time.
From afar, I could see colleagues from the Human Resources Department showing newly hired employees around the workplace.
Among a group of new employees, a tall and thin figure stood out conspicuously from behind.
Wu Xiatong brought a cup of coffee closer to An Ying.
An Ying turned her head and saw Wu Xiatong's bright red manicure, with sparkling rhinestones on it.
Wu Xiatong watched the group of newcomers with great interest, and reached out to smooth her hair.
She whispered, "Look, look, new stuff! Which one did you pick? I'm going to reserve it first. I want the tallest and most handsome one, and no one is allowed to take it from me."
An Ying followed Wu Xiatong's gaze.
The "tall and handsome" man she mentioned was none other than Fu Yushi.
Chairman Fu Haidong's most beloved youngest son.
Would the chairman allow someone inside the company to plot against his own precious son?
Absolutely not.
Fu Haidong and Gao Lu arranged for Fu Yushi to join the company. Their purpose was certainly not to let their precious son simply be a hardworking laborer.
First, familiarize yourself with the company structure and operations, and then practice and grow through projects.
Finally, he rose to the position of successor.
Thinking of this, An Ying frowned slightly.
What should Fu Chengli do?
It must be said that since he became president, Fu's business and investments have reached a new level.
Fu Chengli's abilities are beyond doubt and are evident to all.
Although the Fu family owns many companies and is involved in a wide range of industries.
But he devoted the most attention to the group company's business.
At that time, would Fu Chengli willingly hand over the fruits of his labor, which he had built up over many years, to someone else?
Are we just waiting for this half-brother to reap the rewards of victory?
An Ying sighed silently.
This is not a question she should be thinking about.
This is an internal matter for the Fu family, and as an outsider, she has no right to speak on it.
It's already a remarkable achievement that she's managed to rise to the position of director.
An Ying shook her head and smiled, "Dear Manager Wu, are you sure you can afford to play this game?"
Wu Xiatong was taken aback: "He's just a young heartthrob, what's wrong? Is he made of gold and I can't touch him?"
An Ying took a sip of water and slowly explained, "His name is Fu Yushi, the youngest son of Chairman Fu. He has been abroad for many years and rarely appears in news or gossip related to the Fu family, so none of you know him."
Wu Xiatong almost spat out her coffee.
Good heavens, it's already exhausting enough to carefully serve Prince Fu Chengli all the time.
Another young prince has arrived.
Such a large company, just how many princelings does it have to serve?
Wu Xiatong closed her eyes.
"Then I won't dare flirt with him. Sigh, it would be great if he could join our PR department. Even if I can't play around with him, just having him in the office to look at would be nice..."
Wu Xiatong tilted her head back and finished the coffee in her mug, her tone full of regret.
"Waaaaah, such a handsome little puppy, what a pity, I can only look at him and not play with him, waaaaah..."
An Ying smiled helplessly and glanced in Fu Yushi's direction.
Fu Yushi seemed to suddenly sense something.
Suddenly, he turned around and looked at An Ying.
An Ying waved politely in greeting.
Fu Yushi grinned, jogged over in a few steps, and called out sweetly.
"elder sister!"
All of An Ying's colleagues turned to look at her.