587: C587 His Cp Fans Were Very Poor

C587 His Cp Fans Were Very Poor

Fu Sihan was speechless."

It was only a hundred thousand yuan. It was considered a fortune to contribute a hundred thousand yuan to his and Yan Wanwan's CP.

Could it be that both of their CP fans were very poor?

Seeing that he had no objections, Chen Nian used her identity as the manager to change the note for the new rich fan, Sister Big Sister, Rich fan!

The others did not have any objections either. Entering the group meant 100,000 yuan and entering the group meant sending a big red packet. In the future, congratulations would definitely be worth a lot and she would be a rich fan!

Everyone started to ask one question at a time.

[Is Sister at work?] ]

[Is there a mine in Sister's house?]

Sister really has good taste. Wanwan Sihan is a deity CP!

Fu Sihan looked at the pile of work emails in his email and decided to reply to the boring netizens in the group.

Fanatical fans: [No mine, work]

The group chat went cold.

For a moment, Chen Nian was not sure if the "mine" Miss was talking about was a mine in the online language or a real one.

Someone asked: [Where does Big Sister work?] It must be a big company!]

Fancy fans: [RK Group]

A single stone could cause a thousand ripples. The RK Group was Fu Sihan's company!

In the group chat:

[Please.] Sisters standing at the front line, sprinkle sugar for us in the future!]

[Did Wanbao go to the RK Group again? 】

Is Director Fu and Wanbao prettier than the pictures?

Have the sisters seen the live version of sugar sprinkling? "

[I heard from an employee of RK Group that Wanbao went to the company, was it Director Fu's special assistant or secretary who personally welcomed him. Is that true?! Director Fu should be very interested in Wanbao, right?!

[You must take a liking to him!]

...

Fancy fans: [I've been there before.] Better looking than photos. Really. I like it.]

In the group:

[...]

[...]

[The big shot must be an aloof Miss...]

[It's true!] I've eaten sugar! Proud fan! [Sister, I love you!]

[The CP I drank was real! Mother, I don't want to be on tenterhooks anymore! It's a love that can move heaven and earth!]

...

Fu Sihan frowned and stared at the "sisters" on the screen. He panicked in one breath.

He threw his phone to the side and didn't want to bother about it anymore.

The "rich fans" didn't say anything else. Everyone talked about their own stuff. The employees of big companies were busy. It was understandable that these rich fans had money and sugar. It had to be understood!

"Weren't you working just now?" Wanwan asked doubtfully when she saw Fu Sihan put down his phone and turn on the computer.

Fu Sihan hummed. "What's wrong?"

"No, I didn't." Wanwan said suspiciously, "I just didn't see you chatting on your phone. Didn't you call all the time?" Even sending text messages was troublesome.

Fu Sihan put his phone into his pocket guiltily, afraid that Yan Wanwan would suddenly turn on his phone and then discover that he had entered that crazy CP group.

Not only did he enter, but he also used 100,000 yuan to exchange for the title of a big fan.

Although he entered the group openly, it was still not suitable for others to know for the time being.

"Aren't you curious what I'm doing with my phone?" Fu Sihan waited for a long time and did not wait for Yan Wanwan to continue speaking.

Wanwan's gaze returned to the documentary and said, "This is your freedom."

Fu Sihan glanced at Yan Lao out of the corner of his eye. "Don't you suspect that I am chatting with another woman?"

When the bodyguards heard this, they were shocked. If it was not for their long training, they would have looked at the boss in shock.

The boss sounded resentful, as if he was complaining that his girlfriend didn't care about his young age.

Wanwan was a little confused, but her temper was very good. She followed him and asked, "Then are you chatting with other women?"

"... " No." Fu Sihan's face was cold, obviously unhappy.

She did not have the slightest sincerity in asking!

"I don't think so either." Wanwan said, "RK Group has a lot of things to do, even if Chiang Yan and Yin Cai are the main force. You probably won't be completely idle. And because of the matter of Yi Heng Rong, aren't you still working with the young master of Song Family? You should be very busy. "

Fu Sihan, who had just finished browsing the group chat, was speechless."

The bodyguard sitting in the front seat quietly looked at Yan Wanwan and thought to himself, No, sir was probably fishing just now.

Before he finished watching the documentary, the new destination had arrived.

The accommodation this time was a small high-end holiday resort. Inside the resort was a group of small wooden houses. Every couple or couple lived in a small wooden house.

The wooden huts were exquisitely built. Although they were small, they were well-equipped and surrounded by mountains and rivers. The scenery around them was pleasant and enjoyable.

In the last round of the game, the last three teams went to their rooms to take a look. There really was no WiFi, no signal, and a 1.5 meter bed. They pretended to cry for their grandfathers and grandmothers while asking their friends to squeeze into their rooms.

Wanwan ordered the servants to put the luggage into the room.

On the other side, Fu Sihan ordered his personal bodyguards to make arrangements for the bodyguards sent by the Fu Family.

The process of this arrangement was actually an information exchange. The task of the bodyguards sent out was to protect the young ladies of the various families, and at the same time, to monitor the young ladies of each family.

Taking advantage of the fact that the others were not paying attention, Tong Tong knocked on the door of the small wooden house. She held the freshly cut fruits as a cover and pretended that she was just a waiter who came to deliver the fruits.

Wanwan called her into the house, avoiding the bodyguards that Fu Sihan stayed behind to protect her.1

"Tong Tong, it's just the two of us. You don't have to be so respectful." Wanwan pointed to the seat, "You sit."

"Thank you, Miss Yaan." Tong Tong still stood straight and started to report the situation, "You need to pay attention to Su Yujie. I found that she was secretly contacting someone. But her actions are very secretive and I do not know who she is contacting for the time being. I also do not know what she wants to do."

"Alright"

Wanwan hugged the girl who looked about her age, "Thank you, Tong Tong."

Tong Tong's body stiffened. This kind of intimate action was very unfamiliar to her but she did not reject it. There was even some... joy.

"Miss Yaan, you are my employer. This is what I should do. You do not need to thank me."

"I still need to thank you. Not everyone is willing to do so much for my employer." Wanwan suddenly fixed her eyes and her gaze landed on Tong Tong's hand, "What happened to your hand?"

There was a five to six centimeter long wound on the back of Tong Tong's hand. It was the one that was scratched when she went to inquire about Su Yujie yesterday in order to hide it well.

"It's nothing. I accidentally made it."

Wanwan opened the suitcase and took out a first-aid kit from inside. She pulled Tong Tong to sit down. "Come, let me help you take care of it."

"Miss Yaan, there is no need to be so troublesome..."

"Yes."

The first aid kit was prepared by the activity party. Before going out, Wanwan prepared another one to treat external injuries. The main thing was to promote the rejuvenation of the skin to prevent scars.

Although Tong Tong's wound did not have any more blood, it was not cleaned up.

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