In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Chapter 154 Sending Ti Ti to School

While Fu Ziyan was doing her homework seriously in the study, some employees of Yihuan Toy Company were also working overtime in a certain building.

"Brother Zhong, it's almost half past ten. Can we get off work now?"

"Have you finished your work?"

"I've finished organizing the documents here."

"I'll be done soon!"

"..."

The secretary called "Brother Zhong" nodded slightly, "Then let's summarize it and I'll take it to the boss."

At that time, Yi Lei was also buried in the documents, with a cup of warm coffee at hand. Seeing his secretary knocking on the door with a stack of documents, Yi Lei looked up at him.

"Boss, the documents have been sorted out. It's getting late. You should go home and rest."

Yi Lei took the document, looked at the time, and said in a deep voice, "You can go home now. Inform them that they will have to work overtime for the next few days. The overtime pay will be tripled, and the evening transportation expenses will be reimbursed."

"Yes, boss."

Not long after, a cheer that was tried to be suppressed came from the secretarial office of Yi Huan Toy Company.

Although I work overtime until so late, the overtime pay is very high!

And all of this stemmed from the momentary anger of Miss Fu, who was cute and childish when she was with her father, but full of charisma when she was working.

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Fu Ziyan didn't know about Yi Huan's toy company. Of course, maybe she had some guesses in her heart, but she didn't take it to heart.

When she finished her homework and left the study, Ah Hong appeared at the right time with a cup of hot milk in her hand.

Fu Qiyuan required a glass of milk every night before bed. He believed that Ti Ti was still a child and needed milk as a nutritional source. Fu Ziyan didn't dislike the taste of milk, so she never rejected this fatherly love.

"The milk tastes different today." Fu Ziyan felt the difference after just one sip.

Ah Hong lowered her hands and brows. "This is what was just airlifted in this afternoon from the ranch under your name. There's also some cheese, beef, mutton, wool yarn, and carpets."

Fu Ziyan nodded, unsurprised. The farms and fisheries under her name would indeed charter planes to fly in some products from time to time. Not only them, but even Cheng Jin, who was in charge of the gold mine, would bring her some exquisitely carved gold jewelry when he reported on his work every six months.

She was already used to it. Fu Ziyan drank the milk in one breath with great concentration and handed the cup back to Ahong.

Ah Hong took the milk cup handed to her by Fu Ziyan, but did not leave. She continued to report, "A new batch of clothes has been delivered to your cloakroom. There is enough space at the moment, but once the next batch of custom-made clothes arrives, there will be no room for them."

The cloakroom is filled with clothes that fit Fu Ziyan. She is now at the age of growing taller, and those that she can no longer wear have been moved out long ago. But even so, the cloakroom still needs to be cleaned from time to time, which shows how many clothes she has, and some of them she has never even worn.

"You and Roy and the others should sort it out and match it according to the season. As usual, put the things that have been moved out first in the cloakroom of the big house next door."

Roy is her personal stylist.

The big house next to it refers to No. 31 Barker Road, which she bought when she first came to Hong Kong. In the past few years, she has basically used it to store clothes and accessories that cannot fit in the cloakroom.

"Okay, Miss."

When Fu Ziyan returned to her room, Ah Hong had already prepared a milk bath in the bathroom. After relaxing her body and mind, she fell into a happy sleep.

The next day, it was time to go to school with my schoolbag on my back.

When she woke up early in the morning, Fu Ziyan was surprised to find that her father was still at home.

"Dad, aren't you going to work today?"

Obviously, she was the poor student who had to get up early to go to school every day, but her father was very busy these past two days and got up earlier than her every day. She got up early to eat, but her father had already gone out to work.

Fu Qiyuan put down the morning newspaper in his hand, raised his head and smiled, "It's been a long time since I sent you to school. I'll go to work after I send you off."

what?

Fu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help but smile, "I'm fifteen years old, Dad."

Fu Qiyuan chuckled, "So Ti Ti doesn't want daddy to send you off?"

"Of course, Dad can't go back on his word!" Fu Ziyan spoke faster than she thought and blurted out.

Fu Qiyuan's eyes softened. "Then hurry up and eat, or you'll be late."

When Fu Ziyan got off the bus at school, she found that her father had also gotten off.

Fu Ziyan blinked. It was so early in the morning and she still couldn't figure out why. She had been very well behaved recently and hadn't done anything bad that would require her parents to be called.

Seeing the confusion in his daughter's eyes, Fu Qiyuan curled his lips and said, "We were in the mainland last time for the parents' meeting, so we missed it. I have to find the teacher to make up for it and understand the situation."

It turned out to be the case.

Fu Ziyan put her hands on her hips and pouted, "Dad, you lied to me!"

Fu Qiyuan smiled and said, "Well, Dad was wrong. I'll still send you to school tomorrow, okay?"

"Okay, give it to me this week," Fu Ziyan bargained, counting on her fingers, "Only tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow are left."

The day after tomorrow is Sunday, and there is no school on Sundays.

Fu Qiyuan nodded, "Okay. I hope Ti Ti didn't do anything bad and doesn't ask the teacher to complain to me."

"Of course not!" Fu Ziyan was very sure that Gu An Ning and she had chosen different courses, and they had no chance to pass notes in class recently.

Fu Qiyuan hid a smile in his eyes. He watched his daughter go to the classroom before turning around and going to the office.

The parent-teacher meeting mainly talks about each student’s academic performance in various subjects and their future academic plans.

Fu Ziyan's grades were excellent, and the social practice credits others often lacked were easily met thanks to her frequent internships at Fu's company and the charitable foundation she and her friends had invested in. Combined with the social foundation Fu Qiyuan had built in the UK, Fu Ziyan had no problem continuing her studies. The only thing she needed was to meet the course requirements for this academic year, but she had no problem with those, so she could apply for an offer next year.

"Don't worry, Mr. Fu, Selene is completely fine."

Fu Qiyuan nodded and said, "Thank you very much, teacher, for your hard work."

"You're too kind. This is what I should do."

After leaving the office, Fu Qiyuan took a look outside the window of Ti Ti's classroom. His little girl was holding an autographed photo of a celebrity with her classmates, talking excitedly and not noticing him at all.

A smile flashed in Fu Qiyuan's eyes and he turned and left.

Fu Ziyan was chatting with his friends about Chu Guan. He had recently starred in a costume martial arts movie. He played the role of the eldest brother, dressed in black, with a cold face but a warm heart. His sword was as strong as a dragon, and he was very handsome.

Suddenly, Wang Ziyue called her, "Selene, that looks like your dad!"

Fu Ziyan looked up and only saw her father's back as he left. Since she saw him every day when she returned home, she simply didn't chase him out. She casually explained, "Well, yes, we didn't attend the last parent-teacher meeting, so he came to find out what happened."

"Wow, Selene, your dad is so nice! My dad has never attended my parent-teacher conferences. He's only attended my brother's one. Usually, my mom attends."

"You've already calculated that. My dad's secretary is here to attend."

"My dad also sent his secretary. He obviously has time to spend with his little lover."

Friends were chattering, and the content of their conversations fully demonstrated the promiscuous nature of Hong Kong's wealthy people. However, no matter how much everyone complained, they were actually used to these things.

This was the prevailing trend at the time. Even small shop owners on the street would keep mistresses if they had some money, and the wealthy would be even more exaggerated.

The only one who was a little different was Wang Ziyue. "Although my mommy has to accompany my little lover, she won't miss my parent-teacher meeting."

Her parents are divorced, and Wang Ziyue lives with her mother. Her mother, Xie Junyao, comes from the wealthy Xie family. The head of the Xie family is her brother from the same mother. She owns many properties and is a veritable "landlady". She has a unique eye for buying properties and has bought them at low prices many times.

With money, leisure, and a family background, the only thing that's been gossiped about in the newspapers is her private life. Her mother is now constantly surrounded by a mistress, completely unscrupulous in supporting him. Despite her frivolous behavior, Ms. Xie dotes on Wang Ziyue, as she is her only child after all.

"Wow, I envy you too."

"I'm different. I envy Ziyue's mother more."

The girls had smiles on their faces and were chatting animatedly. Who wouldn't envy being a rich and stylish lady?

Fu Ziyan also wants to be.

Although she is already very rich now, with money given by her grandparents, APP, and some small businesses she invested in, she still wants to be richer, not only to be rich, but also to have the ability to manage wealth.

After going to school, the weekend comes in the blink of an eye.

Fu Ziyan dressed up and was going to participate in the education donation event at Hong Kong University.

She wore a beige, heavily diamond-studded waist dress with a grey British-style coat. On her chest was a snowflake brooch, a ten-carat diamond that was pure and translucent. Every small diamond around it was like stars, and they were carefully polished, complementing the "snowflake" pattern.

Although she did not come with her father, Fu Ziyan still attracted everyone's attention as soon as she appeared.

It's not the kind of domineering aura that the protagonists in novels have when they appear. It's simply that Fu Ziyan is surrounded by a group of bodyguards and assistants, plus the expensive and dazzling brooch on her chest. With so many people around and the diamonds shining, it would be strange if she didn't attract attention.

Fu Ziyan's photos are occasionally published in newspapers, and the media praise her as "Hong Kong's No. 1 socialite". There are many wealthy businessmen or company executives who participate in donation activities. Most of them have an impression of Fu Ziyan's face, and few do not know her.

As soon as he saw Fu Ziyan coming, he came forward to greet her, "Ms. Fu, you are here to participate in this event too."

Soon the person in charge came to greet Fu Ziyan and invited her, "Miss Fu, please come and visit our school."

Fu Ziyan's main purpose of coming this time was to find some capable students so that they could join companies like Yi Huan's after graduation, or stay with her as her assistants.

After she goes to university, the number of investment and company projects she will be involved in will increase, and Meng Tiao and her current team of assistants will not be enough. She should pick a few good prospective graduates and train them for a year or two, and they will be ready for use when the time comes.

The invitation from the person in charge of the donation activity was exactly what she wanted. It was pointless to stay in this lecture hall. There were only so many people coming and going. She could meet more people by walking around the campus.

Fu Ziyan smiled and said, "Okay, I haven't visited Hong Kong University before, and I'm really curious. I'd like to ask you to find a guide for me."

Meng Tiao, a graduate of Hong Kong University, could easily have guided a tour of the campus, but she wanted to get to know the outstanding students there through the help of volunteer guides who were currently enrolled.

The person in charge raised his hand and called a female student to lead the way for her, introducing, "Our school has a strong academic atmosphere. It's very interesting to visit for the first time. I wish Miss Fu a pleasant visit."

Fu Ziyan smiled and thanked him.

The female student had delicate features and a gentle smile. "Hello, Miss Fu. My name is Zhan Qingdai, and I'm a student in the College of Arts. Our school may not be large, but it has all the necessary facilities. The main building has a tower and four corner towers, perfect for taking photos. The library is also beautifully built, with a rich collection of books. The campus garden is also vibrant, but since it's small, I think Miss Fu might find it a bit boring. Besides... where would you like to go first?"

Fu Ziyan smiled faintly, "Then let's go take a look at the headquarters building first. Mr. Zhan, can you tell me about some of the influential people in your school? I'm very curious."

Zhan Qingdai curved her lips, answering every question with an excellent service attitude. "Of course. I'm from the Faculty of Arts, so I'm more familiar with it. Let me start by talking about the influential figures in the Faculty of Arts."

She pointed to a nearby photo wall and began to introduce, "This is Li Hang. He's the head of our Student Union's External Relations Department. Over the years I've been here, the Student Union has been able to successfully organize several major events with ample funding, all thanks to him. He's a very good talker, and half of the funding for each event comes from sponsorships he's solicited."

She smiled sheepishly and said, "I'm in the Student Union's Planning Department. To be honest, the smooth progress of each of our planning projects is entirely due to sufficient funding. It's all thanks to him. Otherwise, many ideas would have to be cut due to lack of funds."

As Zhan Qingdai was speaking, Fu Ziyan came towards a male student. He had a broad forehead, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and was very articulate. "Madam, would you like a cup of milk tea? Warm milk tea is perfect for this season, and the sweetness is just right without getting irritated."

He looked very familiar. It was Li Hang that Zhan Qingdai had just introduced.

Fu Ziyan curled her lips and said, "Okay, give me three cups." Including Meng Tiao and Zhan Qingdai, it was just right for one cup each.

"Okay," Li Hang took out three cups of milk tea from the foam box he was pushing, and he didn't forget to encourage repeat customers. "I'll sell it here on campus. If you want more, come back to me."

After taking the money, he just arched his eyebrows at Zhan Qingdai, said a brief hello, and left tactfully, with no intention of continuing to bother her by using his acquaintance as an excuse.

Fu Ziyan thought this person was very interesting. College students are rare nowadays and everyone cares a lot about face, not to mention someone pushing a foam box of milk tea and selling it along the campus.

But Li Hang can sell products to customers with a smile on his face without any scruples.

Not afraid of what others say, knows how to seize opportunities, is proactive, eloquent, and has good judgment.

Fu Ziyan thinks this is a talent!

She handed a cup of milk tea to Zhan Qingdai and asked her, "What is Li Hang's major?"

"He studied French."