bed to open the door. Ji Lin hung up his phone and walked in, opening the shoe cabinet to put on his designated slippers.He just came out from the training hall, his hair a bit messy."What's wrong Yo...Hung up the phone.

"Sister Yan, will Mr. Fu blame you" Xiaoxiao was full of worry. She had been helped so much by Fu Yan before, but when it was Fu Yan's turn, she couldn't do anything. She paced anxiously.

"What's the rush" Fu Yan's expression wasn't serious, but rather a calm acceptance, like one who meets challenges with ease. "You'll know when you get there, don't be afraid."

Just like she thought last night, if the company blamed her for this, then she wouldn't stay there anyway.

After getting out of the elevator, Fu Yan reported her name at the secretary's desk. The secretary pointed in the direction of the CEO's office, "Just knock three times on the door."

Looking at the three golden characters "President's Office" before her, Fu Yan inexplicably felt a surge of nervousness. It wasn't that she was afraid of taking responsibility for cooperating with him, but rather that she had never interacted with Fu Hanlin before.

It's Fu, not Huo. It's Huo who can't escape Fu's grasp; it's precisely Fu Jialin, the eldest son of the Fu family.

He wasn't like other bosses who might be more lenient towards female employees. When it came to mistakes, he treated all employees equally, regardless of gender. Yuan had once seen him from afar, his expression always serious, and she didn't even remember seeing him smile.

He is now thirty-one years old and does not consort with women. There are rumors circulating that he is attracted to men.

Fu Yan knocked on the door three times. A deep, mellow voice came from inside: “Come in.”

Fu Hanlin's office was very minimalist, in shades of gray and black, with a standard cold aesthetic.

Fu Yan didn't take much notice as she walked to the spacious desk and said, "Mr. Fu."

The man in front of the computer lowered his head to review the files, a pair of gold-rimmed glasses perched on his nose bridge. His dark gray suit gave him a mature and stable feeling. From Fu Yan's point of view, the man had a high nose bridge and lips that were neither too thick nor too thin.

"Sit down." Fu Hanlin didn't even raise his head.

Fu Yan circled around the chair and sat down, quietly waiting for him to finish reviewing the documents.

After a few minutes, as if suddenly remembering that she was still there alone, Fu Hanlin's pen paused. His handsome phoenix eyes swept over her face, "Were you injured last night"

Fu Yan didn't expect this to be the opening line.

She shook her head. "My friend arrived just in time."

Fu Hanlin took off his glasses, "Fu Jing told me everything."

Now, Fu Yan was completely stunned.

Wait a minute!

Fu Hanlin, Fu Jing

They all have the surname Fu, could they be family

Having seen through her thoughts, Fu Hanlin explained: “Fu Jing is my cousin. He takes my aunt's surname.”

"Turns out you're brothers."

Fu Jing had never said that he was more low-key than Ji Lin.

Fu Hanlin gave her a reassurance, "I called you here today not to hold you accountable. Even if Fu Jingting hadn't spoken up for you, I think you did very well. When facing workplace unspoken rules, you should be brave enough to refuse like you did."

She felt a little embarrassed by what he said.

So he called her up just to praise her

Fu Zong is so busy, it shouldn't be the case. There must be other things going on.

Her guess was quickly verified.

"The cooperation on Sheng Tian's side wasn't that they refused, but that we refused. We won't cooperate with companies that harbor such employees. There's a new cooperation here, can you follow up on it"

Fu Hanlin handed her a document.

Fu Yan knew that the cooperation she got from him was undoubtedly the best. As his boss, he probably also knew about the news that her recent collaborations had one after another failed. This was a timely help in times of need.

This must be because of Fu Jing's face.

She took it in both hands, opened the file, and drew a deep breath.

The cooperation with the Huo family. seen it before, Miss Shen was wearing silver high heels.But didn't they leave"Mr. Huo, did you drop something" The manager was very perceptive. Miss Shen was drunk, so he stood at the door, his eyes...