Marry first, fall in love later, Mr. Fu is addicted to her

Chapter 20 The design draft is lost

Fu Qingcheng and Shen Yuwan got in the car.

Fang Lin began to speak, "Mr. Fu, you are late again today! Did something good happen?"

Shen Yuwan tilted her head and looked out the window, not daring to look at Fu Qingcheng or Fang Lin. Now, their confused relationship was only more confused than before.

Shen Yuwan only remembered that she took too much medicine yesterday, and she might try to keep him at night, but things got out of control, and others were still thinking about him in the morning. Things had reached a point where they could not be explained.

"Fang Lin, if you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb." Fu Qingcheng said coldly.

Fu Qingcheng was in a very conflicted mood. On the one hand, he did not control his time well. If he did not sleep with her when she was about to fall ill, he would not know when she would fall ill next time, which would bring him great danger. On the other hand, it was his own emotional problem. Fu Qingcheng found that sometimes he could not help but want to get close to Shen Yuwan, which was obviously a great danger for him as the president of Fu Corporation.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fu. I'll be more careful next time." Fang Lin cheered up and drove. But the atmosphere in the car was very strange. Usually, these two people would occasionally chat a few words, but now, they didn't talk about anything.

In this way, the two of them arrived at the company awkwardly and returned to their respective offices. When they returned to the office, Shen Yuwan found that the clothing design draft she had drawn the day before was missing. So she had no choice but to bite the bullet and look for Fu Qingcheng.

Shen Yuwan knocked on the door "Knock knock knock..."

"Come in." Fu Qingcheng was still looking at his documents.

"Mr. Fu, I drew a few design drafts the day before yesterday and put them on the table, but they were gone when I came today. Did you take them?" Shen Yuwan stared at Fu Qingcheng.

"Why would I take your design draft? I haven't even been to your office. Maybe your draft fell to the ground and was swept away by the cleaning lady?" Fu Qingcheng thought this was a possibility.

"But those design drafts are all useful. I drew them stroke by stroke. The cleaner in your company won't just throw them away, right?" Shen Yuwan became more and more anxious as she spoke.

"It's just a few drafts. At most you can draw it again. You are not a designer now. You go out first. I still have things to do and don't have time to talk to you about this." Fu Qingcheng coldly sent Shen Yuwan away.

Shen Yuwan felt a little sad. She closed the office door for Fu Qingcheng and went back to her own office.

"What kind of person is this? If it was easy to draw, why would I look for a manuscript? I spent half a day drawing. You just put on airs! Next time you have something to ask, you'd better not ask me for help! Humph!" Shen Yuwan made a cup of coffee, took out her sketchbook, and continued to complete her clothing design.

Fu Qingcheng glanced at the office opposite and said, "Ah, drinking coffee there again. Don't you know that drinking too much coffee is bad for your health?"

Fu Qingcheng called Fang Lin. "Fang Lin, go ask whoever did the cleaning work on the 28th floor the day before yesterday if he saw any drawings of clothing designs."

"Okay, Mr. Fu."

About half an hour later, Fang Lin called Fu Qingcheng back.

"Mr. Fu, the cleaning lady these two days was Liu E. She didn't notice anything unusual. She said that after cleaning the office, the garbage was dumped in the company's large trash can. According to her answer, there were some A4 papers, but because she was cleaning the floor, she didn't pick them up in time and thought they were unused waste paper." Fang Lin investigated and found nothing suspicious.

"Okay, I got it." Maybe it fell on the ground when she left and she didn't pick it up, and the cleaning lady thought it was something she didn't want, so she swept it away.

Alas, women are troublesome. They make the office a mess and blame others when things are lost. Fu Qingcheng doesn’t know how to deal with this matter.

Fu Qingcheng put down the documents in his hand and walked to Shen Yuwan's office.

Fu Qingcheng touched his forehead and said, "Well, your design draft fell to the ground, was swept away by the cleaning lady and thrown into the trash can. If you want to find it, you should go to the garbage dump... So, it must have been lost."

Shen Yuwan ignored Fu Qingcheng. Didn’t she say before that if it was lost, it was lost? Was she coming here to apologize or something? Really, she was just going to ignore you.

Fu Qingcheng saw that Shen Yuwan didn't say anything. Forget it. Mr. Fu has already done this much. It's okay if he doesn't say anything. Fu Qingcheng glanced at Shen Yuwan and returned to his office.

Fu Qingcheng sent a message to Shen Yuwan: I have something to do this afternoon, you can go to the staff cafeteria for lunch.

After saying that, Fu Qingcheng walked out of the office and headed towards the elevator.

"Fang Lin, go to the hospital."

"Okay, Mr. Fu." Fu Qingcheng arrived at the hospital and went straight into Director Liu's office.

"Director Liu, I have taken all the medicines you prescribed. I also have a personal experiment that I wonder if I should tell you about. Didn't I slept with that woman before? Then I felt that my body had recovered a little, so I planned to do an experiment. The purpose is to see how long it will take for the next attack to occur based on the time of my onset of the disease and the time we slept." Fu Qingcheng looked at Director Liu, who looked confused.

"But I made a mistake recently. I lost control and did that with her again two days ago. Director Liu, I just want to ask, if this experiment is really feasible, will I affect the experimental data this time?"

Fu Qingcheng didn't know if he had explained it clearly, but looking at Director Liu's reaction, it seemed that he hadn't explained it clearly. But he couldn't tell all the details, it would be so embarrassing. Although we were all men, we still couldn't tell that.

"Mr. Fu, I roughly understand what you said. Last time you said that you slept with a woman, and then you felt better, right? I speculated last time that maybe when you were with her, she stimulated your neural elements, allowing the medicine to be better absorbed in your body. I have also read some international articles recently, and what you said makes some sense. There are some international papers that also have research in this area." Liu Bo paused.

"Mr. Fu, if you are conducting such an experiment, I suggest you not to disturb the normal experimental data and follow the rules. This may lead to a better result. Mr. Fu, if your experiment is effective, then your disease is likely to be cured."

"Cured? Didn't you say before that this disease would occur more and more frequently until the patient became paralyzed? How could it be possible?" Fu Qingcheng couldn't believe his ears.

Liu Bo took out the data from Fu Qingcheng’s last inspection.

Fu Qingcheng picked up the data sheet and took a look at it.