The Villain CEO Always Mooches My Melons Ch. 110

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After that, he pointed to another stock that was rising straight up, "This is the stock that Mr. Fu invested in. Today is another day for it to rise."

Fu Wenyou pushed aside the stock market quotes in front of him, "I don't believe it! I've invested for so many years, isn't there a stock that can make money?!"

"Look at what you said, if you're talking about making money, then of course there is."

Assistant Li slid his finger, and the tablet page in his hand turned into Fu Wenyou's rare positive income, "You still made about one million last year."

Fu Wenyou's heart gradually ignited the flame of hope, "I told you! I'm a business genius, I can make one million a year!"

But just as he was smugly drinking milk from another limited edition handmade milk cup, Assistant Li said, "The reason you made money last year was because Mr. Fu didn't want this stock halfway through, so he sold it and you picked it up. You made more than one million from this stock, but Mr. Fu made more than 50 million from the new stock he invested in!"

"...what did you say! Do you mean that if I didn't pick up what he left, I wouldn't make a penny?"

Bam!

Fu Wenyou raised his hand and threw the milk cup in his hand, which was smashed to pieces again in the eyes of Assistant Li's painful expression.

Assistant Li closed his eyes slightly. This milk cup was more expensive than a coffee cup! It was a full ten thousand yuan more expensive!

Fu Wenyou began to slam the table again, "Even if I don't make money now, it's all because Fu Qingchen took my position as CEO. He is arrogant because he has a little ability, and he is arrogant in front of me, an elder! I was affected by his mentality, so I performed abnormally!"

Yes! That's right!

He was a member of the Fu family, and the blood of the Fu family was good at business!

He was born to show his talents in the business world and stand at the highest position!

Fu Wenyou stood up straight, held his chest high, and looked forward. In front of him was an endless and beautiful future.

"I am still in the dormant period. Have you heard of an old saying?"

"A golden scale cannot stay in the pond. Once it encounters wind and rain, it will turn into a dragon!"

"I have a premonition that my era is coming, and I will soon be able to achieve my lofty goals!"

Fu Wenyou picked up another limited edition water cup made by a famous artist and drank boiled water, "Although our plan in Norway did not succeed completely, Fu Qingchen survived the disaster and his life was saved, but he is now seriously injured and will soon become a disabled person."

"How can a disabled person manage Fu's company? My eldest brother is uneducated and has no intention of inheriting the family business. My father is over 80 years old this year and can't manage such a big company."

"Then the entire Fu's will be under my control. In my grasp, the previous losses are nothing, the future is the best time for me to show my talent!"

Assistant Li felt that his boss was a little crazy. As Fu Wenyou's right-hand man, he felt that he had to make his boss face reality, "Boss, you are fifty-four this year, this dormant period is too long. It has only been ten years since Goujian slept on straw and tasted gall. You are almost as old as Goujian when he died... ouch!"*

(*From the story of the King Goujian of Yue [5th BCE], who forced himself to sleep on firewood and lick a gallbladder everyday to remember the humiliation of his previous defeat by the State of Wu.)

Before he finished speaking, a limited edition water cup suddenly flew over and hit Assistant Li on the forehead, and the cold white boiled water in the cup spilled all over Assistant Li.

Clatter—

Crash!

The water cup fell from Assistant Li's head and rolled on the ground for several rounds, and finally broke without any surprise.

Fu Wenyou was already furious and mad with anger.

"Get out!!! Get out!!! I'm going to fire you now! Immediately! Right now!"

Fu Wenyou was furious and took out a handful of blood pressure pills from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth.

As soon as he swallowed the pills, he searched left and right, and finally found a limited edition beer glass, poured boiled water into it and was about to drink it.

"Second uncle, how are you?"

Fu Qingchen's voice suddenly sounded, and Fu Wenyou glared at him, and swallowed the pills in his mouth so hard.

"Cough cough cough!"

Fu Wenyou, who finally took a breath, pointed at Fu Qingchen who was safe and sound, and his face turned pale and blue, "You... how can you still stand here! Aren't you still in Norway? Why are you in my house!"

Fu Qingchen and An Xia, who was standing beside him, stood in front of Fu Wenyou, "Uncle, what are you talking about? I just went to Norway on a business trip. Why can't I return home safely?"

"Of course it's because..."

Of course it's because I spent a lot of money to hire a Norwegian killer. Even if you have great skills, you couldn't beat a professional killer!

But Fu Wenyou didn't say the second half of his sentence; because he saw his older brother, Fu Wencheng, supporting his father Fu Maode and walking slowly from the gate.

Oh no, why were they here!

Fu Wenyou's eyes were blank, his breathing was rapid, and his fingers on the table began to tremble uncontrollably.

No matter how much he targeted Fu Qingchen, no matter how much he planned to take Fu's back into his hands, he was still afraid of his older brother and father in his heart, and he didn't dare to tell others about the dirty things he had done.

But he never expected that Fu Qingchen would bring these two people to his door this time.

Fu Wenyou's fingers were digging into the table, trying to keep calm, "Qingchen, you are still young after all. Even if you have any opinions about your second uncle, there is no need to call your father and grandfather to support you. After all, we are all family. If there is anything, can't we just talk about it privately? Why make such a big fuss?"

Fu Wenyou laughed dryly, but the expressions on Fu Wencheng and Fu Maode's faces did not ease because of his words.

A very oppressive and awkward atmosphere just dissipated.

Fu Wenyou suddenly clapped his hands again, as if he remembered something, "You must be unhappy because your second uncle said a few bad words about you at a friend's banquet last week."

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