After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 273

No one paid attention to him.

Fu Jingchuan had already passed him and entered the office.

Ke Chen did not dare to ask any more, he contacted the intermediary online, handed over the needs to the intermediary, and then entered the busy work.

When it was almost noon, the agent matched him with the demand for housing and made an appointment with him to view the house.

Ke Chen was not sure whether Fu Jingchuan wanted to see him in person or entrust him, and he did not dare to make a decision for Fu Jingchuan.

He turned his head and looked at Fu Jingchuan's office, who was busy.

Ke Chen stepped forward and knocked on the door, and after saying "please come in", he walked in and turned the mobile phone screen to Fu Jingchuan.

"Mr. Fu, the intermediary helped push two houses, let's see if there is a suitable one."

Ke Chen said and turned the phone screen to him.

Fu Jingchuan glanced at it, the mobile phone screen is two house source photos, the decoration is simple and atmospheric simple European style.

"Which building?"

He asked.

Ke Chen: "One 11 buildings, one three."

When he mentioned "Three Buildings", he saw Fu Jingchuan's black eyes move.

"The agent asked you if it was convenient to see the house tonight? You can view the house after work.

Fu Jingchuan nodded: "Then about tonight."

Then handed the phone back to Ke Chen, and when his gaze was withdrawn, his black eyes glanced at the upper right corner of the computer, and it was nearly twelve o'clock.

He was silent for a while, then picked up his phone and dialed Shiyang.

The phone was picked up after a brief ring.

"Still busy?" He asked.

The light and soft voice made Ke Chen couldn't help but look at Fu Jingchuan.

He had never seen such a gentle Fu Jingchuan during working hours.

Fu Jingchuan held the mobile phone in one hand, and his handsome face was calm.

Seeing Ke Chen look over, he glanced at him lightly.

Ke Chen immediately packed up his things and went out, and before leaving, he did not forget to remind him: "President Fu, it's time to eat."

"You go first."

Fu Jingchuan said his attention had returned to the phone.

Shiyang's voice on the other end of the phone was as polite and distant as usual: "No."

Fu Jingchuan: "Going to eat?"

The other end of the phone hesitated: "I've gone down with my colleagues."

Fu Jingchuan was silent for a while, and then replied lightly: "Hmm." Ke

Chen, who was about to go out, couldn't help but look back at Fu Jingchuan.

He had hung up the phone, the phone casually rested on his palm, his eyelids were half-drawn, and his eyebrows had a deliberate calm.

Ke Chenrei couldn't help but call him: "President Fu?

Fu Jingchuan glanced at him, then got up and walked to the elevator room.

Along the way, Fu Jingchuan's handsome face is calm, but it makes people feel a sense of distance calm, not peace.

Under such calm, Ke Chen, who had been by his side for many years, consciously chose silence and did not dare to croak too much.

When he arrived at the restaurant, he saw Fu Jingchuan's black eyes casually sweeping at the long line, and then his gaze paused when he saw Shi Yang in the line.

She was with colleagues such as Cao Meihui, Yan Yao, Xie Yuchen, Tang Shaoyu and Shangguan Linlin.

Shi Yang also saw Fu Jingchuan.

Perhaps because he mentioned eating together at noon in the morning, and she didn't wait for him to come together, seeing Fu Jingchuan look over, Shi Yang inexplicably gave birth to a little weak emotions, and hesitated and turned his gaze away.

Fu Jingchuan did not step forward, but followed the line very down-to-earth and lined up behind the team.

Although he is the president of the company, he rarely engages in privileges on such occasions, nor does he deliberately engage in any leadership restaurant.

All the company's top management, like ordinary employees, eat in the cafeteria according to the rules to line up for meals.

The canteen employs five-star restaurant chefs, and the ingredients and categories are fresh and abundant, and there is no need to deliberately distinguish between leaders and employees.

When -------------------------

finished eating, he habitually sat down with everyone at the corner table in the dining room.

But this time, Fu Jingchuan did not find another table to sit at like last time, but walked towards them.

Everyone was originally talking and laughing while chatting and eating, and when they saw Fu Jingchuan coming over and busy moving seats, the closed microphone of the closed microphone, there was an invisible oppression under the aura of his footsteps.

Cao Meihui has a deep understanding of the oppression brought by Fu Jingchuan, Fu Jingchuan instinctively closed her mouth as soon as she approached her, and then moved the chair closer to Shiyang, wanting to free up the space next to Fu Jingchuan, but did not think that just pulled up the table, before her butt had time to sit down, the dinner plate in Fu Jingchuan's hand was put down in the empty seat between her and Shiyang.

Cao Meihui: "..."

Everyone also looked at this side in surprise.

Fu Jingchuan didn't seem to see it, calmly turned around and pulled over a chair, and sat down on Shi Yang's side.

Cao Meihui: "..." In

response, she quickly pulled the chair back to its original place, and specially pulled it over, trying her best to widen the distance between herself and Fu Jingchuan.

Fu Jingchuan ignored her, but calmly turned to Shi Yang: "Didn't you say that we should eat together at noon?" "

..." The smile at the corner of Shi Yang's mouth was a little stiff, "Everyone agreed to come down for dinner, and they were together."

"Hmm."

Fu Jingchuan responded lightly, not angry because of her words, but neatly picked up the chopsticks, glanced at the slightly simple dishes in her bowl, and clamped the untouched fish pieces on his plate into her bowl.

"You've not been in good health lately, so add more protein to raise your immunity."

Shiyang: "..."