CHAPTER 402: CHAPTER 228: LITTLE BEAR

Time slowly ticked away, and the tea before everyone had been refilled countless times.

Shu Wan was still reading documents. Given her status, even if everyone was feeling impatient, they could only wait quietly.

Finally, as the sun set in the west, Shu Wan finished reading the documents in front of her.

A sigh of relief escaped from everyone, thinking that according to normal procedure, Shu Wan would make a speech affirming her leadership position, and after that, they would probably be free to go.

With that thought, everyone sat up straight in anticipation of Shu Wan’s speech.

"You have not disappointed me," Shu Wan looked at the three people sitting in front of her, "your work capabilities are indeed strong."

Indeed, these were the individuals Fu Siyu had included in his talent reserve. Even though they did not accept Shu Wan’s leadership at all, they still completed the tasks she assigned very well.

"Thank you for the compliment, Lady Shu."

The praise from Shu Wan was taken lightly by them. Exceptionally skilled individuals had been accustomed to praise from an early age, and only commendations from the strongest influenced them.

Clearly, Shu Wan did not belong in that category.

Shu Wan knew they did not accept her, but she didn’t show it and continued, "You have done very well on the first phase of the task. Now, it’s time for the second phase."

"Lady Shu, please proceed."

Even now, everyone still addressed her as Lady Shu, despite Shu Wan being the de facto head of the pharmaceutical company.

"I have a prescription here. Please take it back and see how you can mass-produce it. I’ll need a plan in half a month."

Saying this, Shu Wan handed a prescription to everyone.

Everyone took it and appeared slightly puzzled.

It contained names of various traditional Chinese medicines. Though they were not experts, after six months of research, they had gained some understanding of medicinal herbs and knew these were basic traditional ingredients with little use.

Who would buy such a thing if it were mass-produced?

But such words, naturally, would not be spoken in front of Shu Wan. After all, as Fu Siyu had instructed them, they were to follow Shu Wan’s orders regardless of the cost.

The boss was willing to pay to keep his wife happy, so naturally, they would not disrupt Shu Wan’s enthusiasm.

"Very well, madam, we will complete the task on time."

"Good," Shu Wan nodded, then passed the documents back to everyone, "There’s an issue on page 87, line 6. Make sure such mistakes don’t happen again."

After saying this, Shu Wan stood up and left.

The group looked at each other, unsure of what just happened. Then, one person opened the file and carefully reviewed it, looking up surprised, "The data is off by 0.8, she was right."

"Really? She could tell that?"

The other two took the file and checked it again. Indeed, there was a mistake of 0.8.

The overall impact was actually small, but within a document of several hundreds of pages mostly filled with data, the fact that Shu Wan could pinpoint this error was shocking to them.

"Does she really know her stuff, or was it just a fluke?"

"You’re a certified accountant. Given that little time, could you clarify this data?"

"No, even getting through a third would be tough."

"Well, there you go. She probably just happened upon it. No one is that brilliant. Alright, it’s getting late, and we still need to prepare materials for the young lady."

"Let’s go, let’s go. It’s hard to see the end of this. I feel like we are just playing house with her, sigh."

While complaining, everyone headed out. Having spent half a year in Southern Town and finally returning to Imperial City, they decided to explore a bit first.

At this time, Shu Wan was at the basketball court entrance, where she had picked up Fu Yang. Together, they headed home in the car.

Shu Wan was reading a script, while Fu Yang leaned to the side, looking over his notes.

As they were about to return to the Estate, Fu Yang set aside his notes and patted Shu Wan’s script, "Hey, have you seen the news?"

"What news?"

Fu Yang seemed a bit gleeful, "My dad has become a scumbag."

Shu Wan did not understand what Fu Yang meant, so she opened Weibo and glanced at it, immediately understanding what Fu Yang was talking about.

It was still because of Fang Yuan.

She hadn’t appeared much recently, and everyone was close to forgetting her.

But this afternoon, Fang Yuan liked a short video posted by Fu Siyu.

Liking was a normal thing, and one couldn’t blame her for liking it, but given how Fang Yuan had previously appeared in a high-profile manner wearing the same style of suit as Fu Siyu, and now liking his video, it was hard not to overthink it.

After all, celebrities are very stingy with their likes, because each like they give could lead to all sorts of speculation from the public.

Seeing Fang Yuan liked Fu Siyu’s post, netizens naturally thought it was deliberate.

As for who gave her the confidence to do so, it must be Fu Siyu.

Fang Yuan wasn’t married, which was one thing, but Fu Siyu was a married man, and such behavior was no different from being a scumbag.

Shu Wan turned off her phone, "Just a clown."

"Tsk." Fu Yang raised an eyebrow, "With that tone, you seem too confident about my dad."

Despite being as composed as Shu Wan, being teased by Fu Yang about her and Fu Siyu, she still felt a bit embarrassed, "Have you finished your notes?"

"No, I don’t want to read anymore," Fu Yang shrugged his shoulders, "I’m waiting to watch a drama when we get back."

"What drama?"

Fu Yang smiled mysteriously but did not tell Shu Wan.

Fu Yang did not say, and Shu Wan did not ask further. After getting out of the car, she went back to her room.

Fu Yang leisurely ascended the stairs and, just as he was about to enter his room, the housekeeper stopped him, "Young Master, the servants were doing a big clean-up today and found a pile of old items in the attic. Do you want to see if there’s anything you want to keep?"

Fu Yang’s eyes flickered, and he turned around, "Oh? Let me see."

The housekeeper quickly had two large boxes brought over, and as he said, inside were some items that Fu Yang had used before.

Things looked quite old, some even dust-covered, bearing traces of aging.

Fu Yang browsed through them casually, but his gaze halted upon seeing a somewhat faded blue bear at the bottom of the box.

"Young Master, do you still remember this bear? It was your favorite toy when you were three years old."

Seeing Fu Yang pick up the bear, the housekeeper smiled, "But it’s been a long time, you probably forgot."

Fu Yang raised an eyebrow, "Actually, I didn’t. Keep the bear, and throw the rest away, as they’re of no use."

"Alright."

While the servants cleaned up the boxes, Fu Yang was looking down at the blue bear.

This bear looked very old, the fabric was somewhat faded, and the two little rabbits hanging on the front pockets were adorable.

Fu Yang reached out and tugged at the rabbit ears, just like he had done as a child.

However, the ears were more durable today, unlike when he was young, when the ears would fall off after being pulled twice, and even the pockets couldn’t escape young Fu Yang’s mischief.

Indeed, this bear was not the one Fu Yang had played with as a child.

As to why this new bear ended up in Fu Yang’s hands, that story began with a game from three days ago.