Uncle Li came over with a porcelain cup with a golden handle, placed it next to Fu Nanli's hand, and handed him a hot towel. After Fu Nanli wiped his hands, he took the towel and stepped aside.
Fu Nanli had a superficial smile on his face, and asked politely, "Second Grandpa, what's the matter with you today?"
Fu Huaide sighed and said, "It's this child who caused the trouble."
It was raining outside, a rainy winter night, damp and cold, just like his heart, without any warmth at all.
"Oh? What trouble did you get into?"
"He went to play with others in the mystery debt game, thinking it was very stable and reliable, and that this investment would definitely make money, but he didn't expect that the foreign company suddenly experienced a subprime mortgage crisis, and all the money he invested was wasted. Now Zhongheng's capital chain has problems, so..."
Fu Nanli's smile did not reach his eyes.
When He Cong got into trouble, he also wanted to ask him for help.
When Fu Jiang got into trouble, he came to his family for help.
It’s quite interesting.
"Second Grandfather should know that in the middle of the year, I invested in a team and spent a lot of money. In addition, Xian Zheng's airline had a public relations crisis. Before you, I had already transferred a lot of money to Xian Zheng for emergency use, so..."
Fu Huaiyong looked at his grandson meaningfully and said nothing.
Fu Huaide sighed: "Hey, Nan Li, you can't just watch your second grandfather's company go to pieces. Help as much as you can."
Fu Nanli took a sip of tea and said, "Let's talk about it later."
His expression was indifferent, with coldness deep in his eyes.
Fu Huaide knew the character of his junior. Fu Nanli was a typical person who was cold on the outside and on the inside. So far, he had never felt any sympathy for anyone.
Then he quickly said: "Okay, okay, then Fu Jiang and I will leave first."
After saying goodbye to Fu Huaiyong, the two left the mansion one after the other.
Fu Huaiyong then spoke: "Before you came back, I was planning to agree to help them."
Before he could open his mouth, his grandson came back.
Fu Nanli leaned back into the sofa and glanced at his grandfather: "If you knew that your grandson almost died in a car accident and the culprit was Fu Jiang, would you still help their family out of their urgent need?"
Fu Huaiyong's face suddenly darkened: "What did you say?"
Fu Nanli held the white-glazed porcelain cup, fiddling with the golden handle with his slender fingers. He lowered his eyes and said, "I didn't intend to tell you because I was afraid you would worry. I had a car accident in June."
Fu Huaiyong hurried forward and grabbed his wrist to check it up and down: "You kid, you had a car accident in June, but you didn't tell me until January. You... you are deliberately trying to piss me off to death!"
Fu Nanli patted his grandfather on the back and said, "I'm just afraid that you'd be as worried as you are now. You have a bad heart and I'm afraid that it would scare you."
Fu Huaiyong gradually calmed down: "You said that Fu Jiang designed the car accident? Do you have any evidence?"
"It was his driver who handled everything secretly. The driver was indeed instructed by him."
Fu Huaiyong's eyes flashed coldly: "I have raised a tiger to cause trouble. He is going to rebel."
Fu Nanli patted the old man's hand and said, "Don't worry about it. I will take care of everything."
The car sped along, and Fu Jiang and his grandfather returned home together. Fu Jiang looked sinister: "Do we have to keep kowtow to them? Grandpa, you are the old man's brother, not his servant. When will this day end?"
(End of this chapter)