Chapter 618 Is He Going to Be Bald?

Cold sweat broke out on Fiona's forehead, "Okay, I understand. I will go outside to prepare ice cubes for you to apply on, and then call Dean Li over."

After saying that, he took the completely frightened Alice and rushed out of the eldest young master's office.

As soon as she left the office, Alice's legs were so weak that she almost knelt down. Fiona supported her: "What's wrong with you, you damn girl? As soon as I lifted you up, you got into trouble."

Alice cried: "Mr. Fu reached out and hit the coffee cup himself."

"Tsk, that's because you didn't do your job well. Why are you so close to him? I won't say more. Let's go back to the personnel department later. Let's make personnel transfers when we have the opportunity in the future. Prepare ice cubes quickly. I'll call Li Yuan. Telephone."

Alice didn't dare to cry and hurriedly went to the tea room to prepare ice cubes. Sister Fiona said that being with a king is like being with a tiger. This is absolutely true.

If you endure such a lot of pressure in the long run, you will become bald!

High pay, high risk.

Li Fang hurried over with the medical kit and saw that the back of the eldest young master's right hand was red. It looked very distressing. He quickly took out the burnt plaster and applied it on him...

"Have you been having a bad time recently? Why do you keep getting hurt?" Li Fang pretended to be joking.

Fu Nanli had a gloomy handsome face and didn't speak. He didn't know what he was thinking. Li Fang added: "The people down there are so careless."

Fu Nanli came to his senses: "How many days will it take for the redness and swelling to disappear?"

"Two or three days, what? You don't want Xiao Wen to know?"

Fu Nanli said sarcastically: "Forget it, forget it, it's really not going well lately."

"Would you like to burn some incense?"

Fu Nanli sneered: "Do you still believe this?"

Li Fang shrugged: "I heard before that this is how you found your Qiaoer."

Fu Nanli lit a cigarette: "It's just a fluke. Can I engage in feudal superstition whenever I encounter trouble?"

Li Fang smiled, applied the medicine, and wrapped a thin layer of gauze around it: "What happened?"

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's nothing."

Li Fang didn't ask further questions and just said: "I'll give you this ointment. Apply it twice a day. Try not to get water on your burned hands in the past two days. Fortunately, the temperature of the coffee is not too high, the burn is not serious, and there is no foaming. Otherwise, it will be a big trouble."

"knew."

After Li Fang left, Fu Nanli called Wen Qiao and said that he was on a business trip and would be back in two or three days.

Wen Qiao was standing at the front desk of Zhonghuan Building at the moment, holding his cell phone in his hands, and politely asked the lady at the front desk: "Is Mr. Fu upstairs?"

The front desk lady replied: "Yes."

Wen Qiao: "Then can I go up and find him?"

Receptionist: "Of course, I'll take you up."

Last time, the eldest young master personally took the girl's hand into the building. Who didn't know that this was the young ancestor who had to provide for her.

Wen Qiao entered the elevator while chatting with Fu Nanli: "Did you go on a business trip? Where did you go on a business trip?"

"Nanbin Island."

Wen Qiao: "Ah, Nanbin Island, when did you set off?"

"This afternoon."

The elevator had reached the fifty-eighth floor, and Wen Qiao walked outside his office.

The semi-open secretariat outside the vice president's office was gloomy and the air pressure was very low. Because the eldest young master was unhappy, they were all worried. When they saw Wen Qiao coming, they all smiled, except this sister. It can turn the eldest young master's mood from sunny to cloudy.

She knocked on the door and then poked her head in. "Mr. Fu is on a business trip?"

Fu Nanli picked up the phone and immediately put his burned hand behind his back.

"How did you come?"