Just as they stepped out of the car, a young man in a grey suit, walked up to them with a warm smile on his face.
Stopping in front of Fang As Zhang Liling was coming over to his side, he stretched out his hand for a handshake whole introducing himself.
"Hello, Mr. Fang! Welco. I am Zimo, the personal assistant to Mr. Fu."
Taking his hand in a firm handshake, Fang Bingwen responded, "Hello,"
Nodding with a smile, Zimo moved over to Zhang Liling and stretched his hand out.
"Hello, Ms. Zhang. Welco to FJ Styles."
"Thank you." Zhang Liling said while receiving his hand.
After exchanging pleasantries, Zimo led them inside the building.
"Where is your Boss? After arranging such a grand welco, he should have co to see us by himself." Fang Bingwen said sarcastically.
He still couldn't get over the fact that Fu Hua had arranged such a grand welco for them after everything he said.
The man kept nodding like he understood, who knew that he would still go on to do what he had in mind.
What part of the eting being discreet did he not understand?
Sensing his sarcastic tone, Zimo could only laugh lightly as he explained.
"My Boss just wanted to make sure you are received respectfully."
Taking the past so halls with FJ Written on the wall plus the famous logo, they walked to the elevator.
Pressing the button, Zimo stood at the side and gestured for them to go in first. Taking the lead, Fang Bingwen took Zhang Liling by the hand and led her in before Zimo joined them.
"Mr. Fang, do you know Mr. Fu that well?"
Zhang Liling couldn't help but to whisper her question as there would be no opportunity to ask as soon as the stepped out of the small compartnt.
Seeing how her fiancé didn't hesitate to show his disapproval with the way they were welcod, she could only think that he was close to Fu Hua.
And sensing sothing deeper than normal, she couldn't help wanting to know more.
If the man had known the owner of FJ Styles for a while, she was going to faint.
"Yes."
Hearing his response, Zhang Liling inhaled sharply. But then, she heard him complete his statent just before her mind could begin to wander about.
"We are all business n."
Sohow, she cald down a lot. Just then, the elevator doors opened and Zimo who obviously heard them converse, stepped out and waited for them to co out before proceeding to lead them towards a room.
"Mr. Fang, we are going to the tea room, Mr. Fu is already waiting. He went in as soon as he heard you were here."
"That's good of him." Fang Bingwen uttered.
On the other hand, Zhang Liling was surprised with how easily he dropped his formalities. If she could have a mont alone with him, she would have reminded him of who they had co to see.
But it looks like she had also forgotten Thatcher fiancé was a big as Fu Hua in the business world.
Maybe over familiarity jingled with her mind-set.
Approaching a white door without a tag, Zimo knocked twice before pushing it open.
In the grand space where everything was almost of the white colour with a little touch of black, a tall handso man sat on one of the couch with a business proposal in his hand.
The man didn't seem to have the need of taking a little rest while his guests ca up. It was as if he hates being idle that much that he had to bring work with him inside a tea room.
As soon as he heard the little noise, he lifted his gaze, causing those mature good looking facial features to co into view.
"You are here?" Fu Hua asked with a smile as he closed the proposal in his hand and put it on the stool next to the couch.
Standing to his feet, he stretched out an arm.
"Yes, I'm here, Mr. Fu." Fang Bingwen responded and proceeded to receive the handshake.
Withdrawing his hand, Fang Bingwen gave way for Fu Hua to see Zhang Liling's face before introducing her.
"Your wife?" Fu Hua raised a questioning brow while looking between them.
Fang Bingwen ignored him and went on to introduce Zhang Liling to him, while at the sa ti, correcting the notion.
"This is my fiancée, Zhang Liling. Zhang Liling, this is Mr. Fu Hua."
Imdiately, Fu Hua stretched his hand out while smiling at Zhang Liling who in turn, reached out to shake his big hand.
"Fu Hua. Welco Mrs. Fang."
Fu Hua was not going to listen to Fang Bingwen either.
"Hello, Mr. Fu. You look just like in the photos." Zhang Liling couldn't help comnting with admiration written all over her face.
"Oh really? That ans I'm still young. Thank you, Mrs. Fang." Fang Bingwen teased as he let go of her hand.
"How many tis do I have to remind you that she is my fiancée?" Fang Bingwen asked from the side, looking like he was about to have an argunt.
"Hahahaha... It's all the sa. There is a ring on her finger which ans that it's only a matter of ti before you two officially tie the knot." A small chuckled erupted from the depths of Fu Hua's lungs as he went to take his seat.
"Please sit." He said while gesturing to them to sit on the two-sitter couch across from the centre glass table which was directly opposite his.
"Mr. Fu, since when did you learn to joke around?" Fang Bingwen couldn't help but to ask.
The last he rembered, Fu Hua had a cold personality and he had seen his interactions with the others before during business etings. He was not kind in any way.
What happened?
"You didn't co here for business. Also, you are colder than I am. You need to loosen up a little."
To the conclusion he made, Fang Bingwen refused to say another word. 'Does this man have two personalities?'
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