Fu Yunzhou glanced at Fu Yushen and set aside the newspaper. “Yushen, I think it’s time for you to start getting involved with the company’s affairs. So, I’ve decided that starting tomorrow, we’ll switch positions. You’ll take over at the headquarters, and I’ll handle Xingyao.”

Fu Yushen stared at Fu Yunzhou in shock as if he had just heard some unbelievable news. “What??? Are you sure you’re not joking, Big Brother?”

Fu Yushen knew how much his brother loved working. He had never imagined that one day his workaholic older brother would tell him to take over his duties.

Fu Yushen stared at Fu Yunzhou in disbelief for a moment, then nervously reached out to touch his brother’s forehead. “Your temperature seems normal. Big Brother, are you feeling unwell? You need to tell me right away so I can take you to the hospital. No, I should call Mom and Dad and have them summon Dr. Addison immediately.”

As Fu Yushen spoke, his concern grew and his tone became increasingly frantic.

“No, no, Big Brother, get up quickly. I’ll take you straight to the hospital. You have to tell me if something’s wrong. Big Brother, come on, let’s go to the hospital!”

Seeing Fu Yushen’s insistence on taking him to the hospital, Fu Yunzhou felt a headache coming on.

“Yushen, calm down. I’m fine, really, I’m fine!”

Fu Yunzhou grabbed Fu Yushen’s hand just as he was about to dial the phone to call their parents. He gave his brother’s hand a firm slap.

“I’m really fine! I just think it’s time for you to start getting involved with the company affairs since you’re no longer a child.”

Even though Fu Yunzhou was very clear, Fu Yushen remained unconvinced. He knew how dedicated his brother was to his work, and the sudden request to switch roles seemed like there must be an issue.

Fu Yushen’s expression clearly showed his disbelief, and it was obvious he suspected Fu Yunzhou was making excuses.

Fu Yunzhou rubbed his forehead in exasperation, the first time he’d ever doubted his brother’s intelligence. Could this fool really be his sibling?

“I’m really fine. Just start your new role at the headquarters tomorrow. I’ve already informed the secretarial office. When I’m rested, I’ll let you know.” Fu Yunzhou decided without giving Fu Yushen any chance to argue.

Seeing that Fu Yunzhou didn’t seem to be lying, Fu Yushen began to believe him, though the thought of losing his freedom made him determined to negotiate for a bit more leeway.

Fu Yunzhou ignored Fu Yushen’s distressed expression and interrupted him just as he was about to speak. “By the way, can Yuan Xi cook?”

Fu Yushen, still preoccupied with thoughts on how to negotiate for more freedom, was momentarily taken aback by the question.

After a brief moment of reflection, Fu Yushen quickly responded. “No, Yuan Xi can’t cook. He’s an orphan and usually relies on takeout. I remember from the initial background check that it indicated Yuan Xi doesn’t know how to cook.”

“Not at all? Not even something like porridge or noodles?” Fu Yunzhou asked, seeking confirmation.

“No,” Fu Yushen replied decisively. “Yuan Xi can’t cook at all. All his meals are takeout, and the only other option he has is instant noodles. He once tried to impress me by cooking, but he almost blew up the kitchen.”

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