Chapter: 1365

Su Nan curled her lips, but didn't respond much.

She sat down opposite Mr. Fu and sat down.

Now that she's out of the wheelchair, she walks lightly with a cane and doesn't show a limp at all.

Her recovery was much faster than that Fu Yechuan who was moaning without illness!

"Look, what do you want to eat?"

Mr. Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at her.

Su Nan ignored the menu on the table and spoke directly

"No, I don't think Chairman Fu has worked so hard to come to see me, and it's not just for a meal."

Mr. Fu's face froze slightly, but he soon returned to normal.

He raised his eyes and looked at Yu Lou behind her.

"I have something to look for you, but... I think it's better to talk in private."

Yu Lou didn't intend to leave, and looked at Su Nan.

Su Nan also smiled, "Isn't this place secret enough? Yu Lou belongs to me. If you feel worried, you don't have to say it.

To be honest, I don't really want to know what Chairman Fu wants to say. "

As for the struggle within the Fu Group, anyone with a little ear has actually heard the rumors.

What else can Mr. Fu come for at this time?

He called Su Yifeng before, and Su Yifeng was too lazy to deal with it, so he would not intervene.

Only Su Nan holds the actual power of the Su Group in her hands.

There is simply no one more suitable for her to contend against Fu Yechuan, both public and private!

Hitting a snake and hitting eight inches, Fu Yechuan is still a little tender!

Although Mr. Fu was very dissatisfied with Su Nan's attitude, he also knew that it was all because she was bullied when she was in Fu's house.

I can only endure it for a while.

"Forget it, it's up to you..."

Mr. Fu took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, and got down to business.

"Before, I felt very sorry about the matter between you and Ye Chuan. I have mentioned it many times. I hope you can be together again. It's a pity... hey!"

He sighed regretfully.

Su Nan kept silent and looked at him silently, with a decent smile on his face.

What an old actor!

Tell me, tell me a flower?

Mr. Fu raised his eyes and looked, but Su Nan didn't talk to him, and he was melancholy and bored.