This matter is neither big nor small, but if it’s not handled properly, it will definitely affect the stock of the group.
Moreover, ever since Fu Yanhe took over, the Fu Group has been the place all workers aspire to join, and there has never been such a scandal within the group.
If this news gets out, the Fu Group will fall from its pedestal.
"That whistleblower letter is just one of them; there’s also these. You repeatedly harassed female employees and even forced them to join you for drinks after work," he said.
Fu Yanhe’s voice was calm, as he thodically placed one whistleblower letter after another on the table, his eyes looking towards Fu Xiao, their color indecipherable.
"Third uncle, what do you think the company is? Your harem?"
Amid his casual tone, a cold sweat broke out on Fu Xiao’s forehead, a chill ran down his spine, and he cursed the person who wrote the whistleblower letter’s ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
Indeed, when Fu Xiao first joined the group, he did behave for a few days. However, living such a comfortable life for too long made him feel like sothing was missing, making him restless.
Therefore, he began to act recklessly behind Fu Yanhe’s back, summoning quite a few good-looking employees to accompany him for drinks after work in the na of his superior.
He was not one to not pay them.
Those won happily took the money at the ti, but he didn’t expect they would stab him in the back!
They were truly a bunch of cheap people!
Of course, Fu Xiao didn’t show the slightest on the surface. Instead, he banged the table and angrily said, "It’s a fra-up! The contents of these whistleblower letters are all false! They’re sullying my reputation!"
Fu Xiao’s face was full of indignation. "Nephew, don’t you understand your third uncle yet?"
"If I really wanted a woman, would I need to resort to drugging her?"
Fu Xiao snorted coldly, his face showing a smug look, "As long as I ntion I’m the third son of the Fu Family, those won would be falling over themselves to throw themselves at !"
The more Fu Xiao talked, the more spirited he beca, and finally, he huffed lightly and said proudly, "Besides, nephew, apart from us in the company, all other employees are servants working for us."
"If I really fancied a woman in the company, that would be her good fortune!"
"Nephew," he turned to Fu Yanhe with a resentful look, "you don’t need to worry about this. Leave it to . I want to see which lowlife, instead of doing their job well, dares to write a whistleblower letter to set up!"
Fu Yanhe didn’t speak, his very dark eyes calmly watching him.
An unprecedented oppression silently emanated from him, enveloping the haughty Fu Xiao, making his heart as if tightly grasped by sothing, and fear rose within him.
Fu Xiao shrank his neck a little, looking at him nervously and fearfully, "Nephew..."
As the atmosphere in the office grew colder, Fu Yanhe spoke faintly, "Third uncle, you should use your little tricks less on ."
"From the mont you joined the group, I have known everything you’ve done. I know exactly how many of these whistleblower letters are true and how many are false," he spoke.
Fu Xiao’s face changed abruptly, looking at Fu Yanhe with a slight panic.
Had he been surveilling him all along?
Fu Yanhe’s expression was extrely indifferent. He didn’t take Fu Xiao’s changed complexion to heart. "Third uncle, your behavior at the group’s headquarters has severely impacted the group’s external image," he said.
He lightly tapped on the whistleblower letters on the table with his pale slender hand, "For this reason, I will reassign you from the group headquarters to the Jing City branch tomorrow, and to prevent you from doing sothing like this again."
"I will have Er Fang follow you around to keep an eye on you."
Fu Yanhe slightly raised his eyes, his very dark pupils emotionless as he looked at him, "If you commit an offense again, I will personally send you to jail, do you understand?" he said.
His tone remained very calm, almost without any fluctuation.
But what was hidden inside was a very real warning and threat.
Fu Xiao’s face turned beet red; his mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to defend himself.
But eting Fu Yanhe’s extrely dark eyes, all his words got stuck in his throat, unable to co out.
Fu Xiao could only slump defeatedly in his chair, forcibly suppressing the resentnt in his heart and his grudges against Fu Yanhe, nodding reluctantly, "I understand."
A hint of resentnt towards Fu Yanhe flashed in the depths of Fu Xiao’s eyes as he consoled himself.
Being reassigned to a branch office might be a good thing.
At headquarters, he couldn’t play freely, but once at a branch, it would be his world.
As for the person Fu Yanhe sent to follow him,
he was nothing more than his dog.
Could a dog ever defy its master?
With just a glance, Fu Yanhe could tell what Fu Xiao was thinking, his dark pupils hiding indiscernible emotions.
Just at that mont, the mobile phone resting on the table started to vibrate.
Fu Yanhe looked down and, seeing a WeChat call from Shen Yanhe, a hint of warmth flashed in the depths of his eyes as he picked up the phone and said indifferently, "Now that you know, go pack your things."
"Soone will co to pick you up tomorrow."
Understanding the situation, Fu Xiao got up and left.
Answering the call, Fu Yanhe’s voice was much gentler and his gaze softened sowhat, "What’s up?"
This gentle voice alarmingly made the assistant, who had always diligently stood by Fu Yanhe’s side, almost pop his eyes out.
His mind buzzed with surprise and curiosity, wondering since when King Yan was so pleasant to people.
The last ti he took a call, his voice was so cold it could have dropped icicles.
"Yanhe, Mom said for you to co ho early for dinner," Shen Yanhe’s sweet and gentle voice ca through.
Being invited ho for dinner for the first ti evoked a sense of surprise in Fu Yanhe as well as an indescribable warmth.
His gaze tender, he replied, "Hmm, I’ll co ho early today. Are you feeling alright today?"
Shen Yanhe had not expected him to rember her discomfort, and warmth flowed through her heart. Her eyes curved like a smile as she responded with a laugh in her voice, "I’m not uncomfortable anymore. If I were, I’d tell you."
Fu Yanhe humd softly, "If you’re uncomfortable, don’t bear it."
Through the phone, his voice added a few notches of deep magnetism, causing Shen Yanhe to involuntarily rub her ears, "I know, let’s talk more tonight when you return. I’ll hang up now."
As the words fell, Shen Yanhe couldn’t wait to hang up the phone, but her cheeks were burning hot, the redness spreading from her neck.
She fanned herself with her hand, unable to stop muttering inside.
It was strange. She had initiated calls to other n before, but she never experienced a racing heart or hot cheeks while speaking to them.
Why did it happen every ti she spoke with Fu Yanhe?
She couldn’t figure it out.
Pressing her lips together, Shen Yanhe didn’t linger. She left the hospital and took a taxi back to the Fu Family Estate.
Fu Family Corporation.
The assistant, who had been eavesdropping, stood seriously where he was once Fu Yanhe put away his phone, as if written all over him were the words "I didn’t eavesdrop, I didn’t eavesdrop."
Fu Yanhe glanced at him nonchalantly, his voice calm as he spoke amid the assistant’s nervousness, "Handle the matter of the whistleblowing letter."
"Announce the company’s decision on Fu Xiao’s case and make sure that the female employees he harassed are comforted and compensated."
The assistant nodded solemnly, "Yes."
Fu Yanhe moved smoothly into a nearby wheelchair, "I’m heading back now."
The assistant paused and asked instinctively, "Boss, you’re not working overti today?"
"No overti," Fu Yanhe said, looking down as he ticulously smoothed out the slight wrinkles in his clothes, his calm tone boasting lightly, "I’m going back to have dinner with my wife."
The perennially single assistant felt as if an arrow had struck his heart.
Assistant: Smile.JPG.
You have a wife, big deal.
Feeding dog food out of the blue.
Damnable!
He was going to find a girlfriend tonight too!
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