Fu Chuan dusted off his index finger, “Pretty much.”
Ye Yunla nodded her head to indicate that she knew.
She took out a file from her bag and said indifferently, “Since it’s just about the same, it means I still have a chance, this is the chip proposal I made, Mr. Fu can take a look at it if you have time.”
She placed the document on the conference table, turned around and walked away.
Fu Chuan’s eyes were fixed on her back, knowing that she had disappeared down the corridor before he picked up the papers on the table.
His complexion was wheatish, the ends of his fingers were dark, and there was a thick layer of calluses on his fingertips.
He turned the file over and it was full of technical jargon.
He was not a professional technician, but he had slowly begun to understand this area since he had taken charge of the project.
The proposal in this document had only a rough systematic framework, and there was very little in it, and it also seemed a little rough, but the angle was novel and something he had never thought of ……
He tapped his fingers lightly, “Ms. Zhuang’s chip proposal, bring it over to me.”
The a*sistant stood at the side and said, “I’ll contact Ms. Zhuang.”
……
Zhuang’s.
“Mr. Zhuang, Mr. Fu from Yelitos asked you to send the chip design proposal.”
The secretary walked in and said respectfully with her head hanging.
A middle-aged woman in her mid-forties sat in the president’s office, her hair was brown and slightly curly, pulled up high, and her whole person exuded an elegant noblewomanly air.
She glanced at the calendar; today was indeed the day of the Yelitos bidding session.
She clicked on the hard drive and her hand suddenly lurched, “Which one of you has touched my computer?”
The secretary was stunned: “Mr Zhuang, we don’t dare to touch your computer without your instructions, is something wrong?”
“My programme book has gone missing.” Ms Zhuang narrowed her eyes, “I just finished revising the last draft last night and it was on the hard drive.”
The secretary hurriedly came around the office desk to help find it, and there was no sign of the programme book.
The secretary cautiously glanced at Ms. Zhuang and respectfully said, “Mr. Zhuang, I took photos and filed them after you finished rewriting the draft last night, or I can send the photos first?”
Ms. Zhuang nodded with a cold expression, but her narrowed eyes showed the anger inside her.
……
After Ye Yunla picked up the two children, the car diverted to the Fu family.
The fact that Fu Ziyan and Fu Ziling were her sons was already known to Fu Beijue, so she didn’t need to hide her purpose anymore.
She just wanted to spend more time with her children, she just wanted to spend every second with them.
Taking advantage of Fu Beiji’s hospitalisation, she had to hurry up and develop a relationship with the two children.
Who would have thought that her car had just stopped in front of the Fu family villa when she saw a figure walking out of the courtyard.
Fu Beijiu was dressed in casual clothes, and his right hand was tied with layers and layers of gauze, hanging around his neck, looking comical and ridiculous.
Ye Yunla’s brow furrowed, the doctor had said he had to stay in hospital for at least a week, this man had only been there for less than two days and he had been discharged, did he take his body seriously or not?
When she frowned, Fu Beijue had already approached and bent down to help her pull open the car door.
He propped his left hand on the car door, leaned over slightly and whispered, “Have you thought through my proposal this morning?”