Xiao Zheng ended the lunch in a hurry.
If the conversation continues, Xiao Zheng is afraid that the autumn harvest will get out of control again...
It was already half past two in the afternoon when he returned to the company. Xiao Zheng asked Xiao Taohong to make a large pot of strong tea. Then sit in the boss’s chair and digest the lunch conversation with Autumn Harvest.
First of all, there is no doubt that the man behind the scenes is Shang Jingtian.
In addition to the physical appearance that does not match Shang Jingtian's strength, in terms of motivation, strength, and even purpose. Business and economics are completely consistent.
In fact, Xiao Zheng never gave up his doubts about Shang Jingtian.
This man was able to steadily climb to the second oldest position in the world despite Lin Laoyao's crazy rise. It is enough to prove its terrifying strength. And the means of forbearance.
Although Shang Jingtian is the culprit behind the scenes, it no longer has much superficial meaning to Xiao Zheng.
Bai Ziwen is dead, Bai Wushuang is crazy...
He really had no reason to explain this established fact to anyone.
But strategically speaking, the information about the autumn harvest is enough to change Xiao Zheng's future layout. Know what obstacles lie ahead.
Business days
What an old fox.
Putting this aside, what Xiao Zheng is more concerned about is the true relationship between Lin Huayin and Qiu Harvest.
Judging from the information revealed by Qiu Shou, there is no doubt that Qiu Shou is Lin Huayin's cousin. In other words - Lin Laoyao and the great man Qiu Shuo talked about are brothers!
The reason why Old Yao Lin was named Lin was probably to hide his true identity.
Xiao Zheng rubbed his swollen eyebrows. I know that the Zhao family will never compromise in the matter of revenge. Whether it’s the autumn harvest, or the person behind the autumn harvest—the head of the Zhao family!
How strong is he
Is it more powerful than Lin Laoyao
Does he care about the Zhao family's friendship? Will he disregard family ties for revenge
Xiao Zheng fell into deep thought, and his expression became more solemn.
This feud between wealthy families is so involved and so large that it is more mysterious than any film and television drama about wealthy families. Basically related to the top wealthy families in China.
And the complexity of the relationship is really difficult.
After drinking a large cup of strong tea, Xiao Zheng slowly calmed down his mood, but got up and walked towards Lin Huayin's office. He knew that although Lao Lin followed Xiao Zheng's arrangements in the morning and took good care of his baby at home. But in the afternoon, I must go to work before all employees.
Pregnancy slightly changed Lao Lin's mood. But nothing could change her passion for work. In this regard, she perfectly inherited the genes of Lin Laoyao and Ye Yuhua. Even worse.
But he also knew that even if he went to find her. In the end, he was just reduced to a foil, helplessly watching Lao Lin handle documents, helpless.
"What a disobedient old woman." Xiao Zheng shook his head and entered Lin Huayin's office without any hope.
as expected.
As soon as he entered the office, Xiao Zheng saw Lin Huayin sitting in an office chair working. The computer has been moved away, and she mostly works with a pen rather than email.
Xiao was sitting on the sofa in the reception area reading a magazine as usual. I occasionally interacted with Lao Lin, but it didn't disturb Lao Lin's work too much.
The whole afternoon passed quietly. Except for temporarily going out to sign a few documents delivered by Xiao Taohong personally, Xiao Zheng basically stayed in Lin Huayin's office.
It wasn't until the evening that Xiao Zheng suddenly received a text message from Si Yan, and he suddenly got up. His expression was slightly cold.
The content of the text message was concise and concise, but it conveyed a chilling air.
"Bai Wushuang went to Wang Huijing's home."
After Xiao Zheng saw this text message, he immediately drove to Wang Huijing's home.
He wanted to know what tricks Bai Wushuang was up to!
…
living room.
Bai Wushuang was not sitting quietly on the sofa, interacting with his eight-year-old brother from time to time.
The child takes the mother's surname. His name is Wang Qi. An ordinary, ordinary name. Same as his appearance and temperament. Not outstanding.
Wang Huijing sat in front of Bai Wushuang very cautiously, not even knowing where to look. Holding the phone in his hand, he seemed to be looking for help.
"The child is not doing well here." Bai Wushuang looked at the small house. "It's better to come back to Baicheng with me. I will provide him with the best life and education."
When Wang Huijing heard this, she immediately became frightened: "Master Bai, I can teach children well."
"Are you sure you can teach my brother well?" Bai Wushuang glanced at Wang Huijing with cold eyes.
Wang Huijing was glared at by Bai Wushuang's cold eyes and immediately closed her mouth. The corners of his lips pursed, as if he wanted to grab this last straw.
Yes.
For Wang Huijing, who has lost Bai Ziwen's protection, her child has become her last support. If she lost her child, what future would she have
Bai Wushuang also fell into silence.
He took out his cigarettes and lit one. Then he smoked a cigarette with a calm expression. Drinking tea. It seems to be giving the mother and son some final time together.
But during this period, Wang Huijing didn't seem to be focusing on Wang Qi. Instead, he fell into endless thinking.
From beginning to end, she didn't even hold Wang Qi's hand or look at the child.
Now, she has more important things to think about, and she really is not in the mood to think about the child she has raised for eight years.
Or perhaps, it is precisely because we have never lost each other, and precisely because we have been together day and night for eight years. She did not develop the thought of attaching too much importance to this child. At least not in attitude.
"Xiao Qi, do you like these toys?" Bai Wushuang asked mildly.
"I like it!" Wang Qi smiled happily.
He is only eight years old. I just entered the second grade of elementary school.
He usually doesn't have much pocket money, and he doesn't receive much attention in school. Except for having pretty good grades. He is neither good at pleasing his teacher nor good at communicating with his classmates.
Wang Huijing has never given a teacher a red envelope or treated her to a drink.
Wang Qi, who owns a sofa toy, didn't realize how happy life is until this moment. And these toys are all the colors that embellish Wang Qi's life.
Of course, there is also a strange uncle who has not visited him for a long time.
"As long as you like it." Bai Wushuang said with a peaceful tone. "Xiao Qi, do you want to be as happy as you are today? Play all the fun things, eat all the delicious food. Live the happiest life in the world?"
"As long as you are willing, I can satisfy you." Bai Wushuang stood up slowly and stretched out his generous hand.
Wang Qi secretly glanced at his mother. Then his eyes fell on the toys on the sofa.
Finally, he stretched out his little hand and let Bai Wushuang hold it tightly. Then walk out the door.
"son-"
It wasn't until this moment that Wang Huijing suddenly woke up.
Maybe after his son steps out of the room, he will never see him again!
Bai Wushuang turned around slightly and made a mouth gesture to the man in black who was always standing in the corner of the living room.
The lip sync means: Kill her!
Then he pulled Wang Qi into the elevator without looking back.