Everyone knows that Fu Jingcheng, the newly appointed leader of the Fu Group, is a living king of hell who is ruthless and decisive in killing. The unbelieving men and women who tried to crawl into his bed all met a miserable end.
One day, Fu Jingcheng saw a beautiful young man beside his car, who looked obedient and soft.
The young man asked sincerely: "Can you be my sponsor?"
Fu Jingcheng:?
The good impression he had just disappeared in an instant, and his arrogant eyes showed undisguised contempt.
Don't you even act in Laozi anymore?
The young man did not receive a response, nor was he angry. Instead, he turned to the owner of another luxury car next to him.
"Can you please be my gold..."
Fu Jingcheng's eyes darkened and he ordered coldly: "Get in the car."
Fu Jingcheng is not gay, and he definitely doesn't know how to raise a canary. He planned to kick this guy off the bus midway and let him have a happy time.
On the bed, Wen Ci's slender and soft body sank into the fluffy quilt, her wet eyes were gleaming, and she begged softly: "Can I not wear a T-shirt today?"
Fu Jingcheng: "..."
Later, Wen Ci was covered in sweat and was so weak that he was about to lose strength. Fu Jingcheng was about to let him go, but he heard Wen Ci hold on with his last breath and beg: "Do it again!"
Fu Jingcheng: "............"
It's really terrible.
A sense of absurdity arose in Fu Jingcheng's heart: He was obviously the one spending money to raise the canary, so why did he seem to be the one being played and used?
He made up his mind to give this little thing some color, but he received a farewell WeChat message from Wen Ci.
On days when he couldn't find Wen Ci after digging three feet into the ground, Fu Jingcheng was completely consumed by madness.
The next time I saw Wen Ci was at a patent transfer meeting that was crucial to the Fu Group.
The obedient young man in my memory was now sitting at the main seat in formal attire. The name tag in front of the table read: Patent holder Dr. Wen Ci
Fu Jingcheng stepped forward and said coldly: "Dr. Wen, long time no see."
The surprise on Wen Ci's face didn't seem to be fake: "Do you know me? May I ask what your last name is?"
The expression on Fu Jingcheng's face became distorted uncontrollably.
A face-blind genius doctor who only focuses on making money and engages in scientific research is attacked by a slanderous Daddy
Concept: Technology is the primary productive force
