Chapter 68 My Uncle’s “Filial Piety” Killed Me

Chapter 68: My Uncle Would Be "Delighted" to Death

Upon returning to the company, Lu Jingtang discovered that during her forced recuperation, numerous people had sent flowers to the office. This was a gesture of respect for her previous act of standing up to that foreigner.

Lu Jingtang was astonished by the sheer volume of flowers—so many that a separate room had to be designated for their storage. Some, sent long ago, had already wilted, while others still appeared fresh and vibrant. She asked, "Why haven't these been dealt with?"

Qin Xianzhao offered a faint smile. "We've already cleared out a portion."

Lu Jingtang looked puzzled. "Why only a portion, and not all?"

Qin Xianzhao adjusted his glasses. "President Fu instructed us to prioritize filtering out anything potentially harmful."

She didn't quite grasp it; perhaps intelligent people always spoke with such cryptic flair. Lu Jingtang nodded vaguely, only half-comprehending.

Fu Nanyu, standing behind them, interjected, "Alright, flower-gazing time is over."

Qin Xianzhao discreetly stepped back behind the siblings, affording them space for a private conversation.

Lu Jingtang followed Fu Nanyu and inquired, "Big... President Fu, is there any way to discourage people from sending flowers? We can't eat them, and it feels like such a waste to just have them sitting here."

Hearing her form of address, Fu Nanyu cast a glance her way. "The PR department has already issued a notice. Not many have been sent recently."

Lu Jingtang nodded. "That's good then."

Just as the elevator arrived at her floor, Lu Jingtang waved. "Well, President Fu, I'll be off now."

Fu Nanyu stared at her for a moment, then leaned down slightly to meet her gaze. Suddenly, he reached out and pinched both her cheeks. "Just leaving like that?"

Lu Jingtang mumbled indistinctly, "Wha... what else?"

Fu Nanyu released her, stating calmly, "Go on, get to work."

Lu Jingtang suspected he had merely wanted to pinch her cheeks and concocted an excuse—how childish.

Her eyes curved into crescents as she grinned. "If not like this, then I'll leave another way."

Fu Nanyu played along. "What way?"

"I'll march out! Goodbye, boss!" Lu Jingtang lifted her leg and marched out of the elevator with perfect military precision, then turned to salute Fu Nanyu before dashing off.

Qin Xianzhao cast a sidelong glance at Fu Nanyu. Fu Nanyu's gaze was like a tranquil, steadfast tree that one day found itself amidst boundless vitality—leaves rustling down, heartbeats mingling with the sound of falling leaves, no longer able to maintain its former composure.

Even the most composed individual loses control when faced with their destined person.

For lunch, Lu Jingtang had initially planned to join Lin Yixiao for malatang, but a call from Qin Xianzhao summoned her to the top floor. She had to bid a tearful, temporary farewell to her spicy hot pot.

Fu Nanyu had already ordered their meal and handed her a pair of chopsticks. "From now on, you'll have lunch with me upstairs."

Lu Jingtang attempted to protest. "There's no need for such trouble. I can eat with my colleagues."

Fu Nanyu said wryly, "You mean 'zombie meat' wrapped in flour, synthetic milk with inferior oil, followed by a reconstituted milk tea for afternoon tea?"

Recalling the videos she had seen online, Lu Jingtang fell silent and obediently began to eat.

It had to be said, high-end takeout was in a league of its own. This sparked a tiny pang of guilt towards Lin Yixiao, who was currently sipping her processed milk soup.

The food she was eating might cost what some people earned in half a month, while children in impoverished mountain areas might not even have enough to eat.

To alleviate this feeling, she specifically sought advice from Fu Nanyu. She felt rather embarrassed, fearing he might find her foolish.

But Fu Nanyu showed no sign of being puzzled by her somewhat naive question. He answered very seriously, "There's no need to feel guilty. It's impossible for the world to exist entirely without capitalists. The Fu family's ancestors didn't accumulate their wealth through empty promises; they built their empire through hard work. People live according to their financial means. Some may resent capitalists and dream of resisting capital, but if capitalists were to withdraw from the market, even more people would lose their livelihoods. That's a consequence they fail to foresee."

Lu Jingtang took his words to heart. Fu Nanyu looked at her with a softened gaze. He didn't know about others, but he knew Lu Jingtang—she was someone who could connect with people from all walks of life. Kind but not self-righteous, she could enjoy a meal costing thousands today and a takeout meal costing just over ten tomorrow without feeling bothered.

"Fu Corporation treats its employees well, and we've also established charitable organizations that donate supplies to orphanages and children in impoverished mountain areas every year. So don't worry—every penny you spend is clean. Your family spends money on you because they want you to live better. There's no need to feel embarrassed," Fu Nanyu said.

Lu Jingtang lowered her eyes and smiled sheepishly. "Understood, big brother."

They continued eating. Lu Jingtang enthusiastically served him food, and Fu Nanyu didn't refuse, accepting it graciously.

While clearing the table after the meal, Lu Jingtang's phone, lying on the surface, suddenly rang. It was a message from Ji Ruyan.

【Ji: I'm so pissed, Lu Jingtang. Do you have any aphrodisiacs?】

Lu Jingtang's eyes widened. Aphro... aphrodisiacs? She typed rapidly.

【Lu: I'm a fine, upstanding citizen—how would I have something like that? Movie Queen, what do you need it for?】

【Ji: Your uncle seems sick. He keeps ignoring me. A little aphrodisiac would do the trick.】

Lu Jingtang broke into a sweat.

【Lu: You're asking me for aphrodisiacs to dose my uncle? If I gave them to you... my uncle would be 'delighted' to death!】