Beg Me to Remarry

Chapter 696: Chapter 698: Huangpu Group

Fortunately, the scene that Fu Han had envisioned, one with deserted corridors, had not come to pass. As soon as she emerged, she saw several staff members passing by, each wearing a serious expression, clearly indicating they were working hard.

Fu Han felt somewhat reassured in her heart. At least there were people in Huangpu Group who were diligently at work, not just Su Cheng single-handedly holding the fort as she had thought.

However, as some staff members passed by them, they neither greeted them nor inquired about their business there, as if they were invisible.

This was Fu Han’s first visit to Huangpu Group, but Fu Xingbo had been there the day before, so he led Fu Han through the cubicles with ease, arriving smoothly at an office door with the sign, "CEO’s Office."

If it hadn’t been for these circumstances, Fu Han believed she would have been genuinely happy for Su Cheng becoming the CEO of Huangpu Group.

Fu Xingbo patted Fu Han’s shoulder reassuringly before he curved his fingers and knocked lightly on the door. noveldrama

"Come in!" Su Cheng’s voice immediately responded.

Fu Xingbo pushed the door open, ushering Fu Han into Su Cheng’s office along with him.

Fu Han scanned the room; the office was spacious and impressive, with a leather sofa set, a mahogany tea table, a bookcase that took up the entire wall filled with various certificates.

And there was the desk that Su Cheng was sitting at, two meters long and one meter wide, as well as the high-end automatic massage office chair.

It took Su Cheng several seconds to look up. When he saw Fu Xingbo and Fu Han, his face underwent a dramatic change, and he looked at Fu Han in surprise, "You... Uncle Fu, Fu Han, what brings you here?"

"We’ve come to talk to you about a collaboration," said Fu Xingbo, tilting his head toward the sofa, "Aren’t you going to invite us to sit for a while?"

"Oh, yes, please have a seat," Su Cheng said, standing up so flustered he nearly knocked over his leather massage chair, even bumping into the corner of his desk.

Fu Han’s brows furrowed deeply as she couldn’t help but think how lucky it was that the desk was round; otherwise, that last bump might have sent Su Cheng to the hospital.

Su Cheng was indeed in a panic; after making sure Fu Xingbo and Fu Han were seated, he rushed out of the office without a word.

Instead, Fu Han and Fu Xingbo stayed in the office and heard him ordering staff to make coffee and prepare some high-quality pastries to bring over.

Fu Xingbo gave Fu Han a meaningful look, "It seems that Su Cheng is really fond of you. He wasn’t this flustered when I came here yesterday."

His words successfully changed Fu Han’s complexion, and she gave a dry cough before saying unnaturally, "Uncle, why are you joking about this now?"

"I’m not joking. I’m stating a fact," said Fu Xingbo as he touched Fu Han’s head with a particularly tender smile, "But I know our Xiaohan likes He Xing; however, you can still be friends with Su Cheng. There’s no need to be so evasive."

This was probably the first time someone had discussed this matter with Fu Han so seriously, discussing how she should treat Su Cheng. Fu Han was quite shocked because she had never known how to deal with Su Cheng herself.

Fu Xingbo’s voice rang out again, "After some understanding, I feel that Su Cheng is a decent young man who is ambitious, willing to fight and endure hardships. Although he has some way to go to match He Xing, given a few years, he will undoubtedly grow rapidly. That’s also why I’m willing to give him a hand, consider it an investment."

Actually, if Fu Xingbo had decided to help Su Cheng just because of Fu Han, she would have felt insecure.

But now that Fu Xingbo said he was willing to assist Su Cheng because of his own potential, it gave Fu Han a great sense of security and even more confidence about persuading Su Cheng later.

From outside the door, muffled voices could be heard. Even though the people outside were deliberately keeping their voices down, Fu Han still heard them. It sounded like someone was reporting to Su Cheng that a bank was pressing for payment, demanding that they repay the loan before the bank closed for the day, or the bank would initiate legal proceedings.

Fu Han had not been very familiar with corporate operations in the past, but she had crammed some relevant knowledge at the end of last year.

If it was as the person outside said, once Huangpu Group’s assets were frozen and liquidated, their closure wouldn’t be far off.

Su Cheng’s muffled voice came through, "Don’t talk about these details now. Just email me, and I’ll check it later."

Fu Han wanted to listen more, but Su Cheng clearly didn’t want to discuss it further and dismissed the person after a few words.

Fu Han grabbed Fu Xingbo’s sleeve, her face assuming an anxious look, "Uncle, you must help Su Cheng, even if I have to beg you. He really has helped me a lot in the past."

"I know," Fu Xingbo said, touching Fu Han’s hair with that same tender smile, "It is precisely because he has been good to you that I am here today."

A few seconds later, someone knocked on the office door, and Su Cheng’s voice came through, "May I come in?"

Fu Han found his actions both amusing and cry-worthy. This was clearly Su Cheng’s office, yet because Fu Han and Fu Xingbo were there, Su Cheng felt he needed permission to enter.

When Su Cheng re-entered, he brought three cups of coffee and an array of fruit pastries that covered the table, looking very tempting.

Just as Fu Xingbo had mentioned the day before, Su Cheng was opposed to the investment proposal made by Fu Xingbo; he even preemptively stated today before Fu Xingbo could speak, "Uncle Fu, I know you mean well. Our Huangpu Group really needs help right now, but I won’t accept help like yours, that asks for nothing in return. That’s not assistance; that’s pity."

Fu Han listened with rising anger. In these desperate times, Su Cheng still acted this way, putting on airs of integrity for whom to see?

Leaned forward with irritation, she wished to speak candidly with Su Cheng about his lack of clarity. With things the way they were, did he wish to save Huangpu Group or not?

But before she could speak, Fu Xingbo pulled her back. He took over the conversation, "Su Cheng, I’m not offering help without expectations. When I invest in you, we will sign a contract. I will receive my returns annually. I want to acquire shares in Huangpu Group by purchasing stock from you. Would that be acceptable to you?"

Su Cheng’s lips were pressed tightly together, struggling to speak but not knowing what to say. It seemed he was tempted, though probably still wrestling with the decision internally.