When Zhuang Li sent the video, Zong Zhengming was in a meeting.
He set a special tone for the little curly hair, so he immediately realized who was harassing him.
His hands went to his pockets uncontrollably, and he had to hold back under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes, but he was no longer in the mood to handle official business.
After finally getting to the end of the meeting, he immediately took out his mobile phone to check, and found that the message was not text or voice, but a video, and a faint joy burst out in his heart.
He had to admit that after only a few hours of not seeing each other, his longing for Little Curly Hair was so strong that he couldn't suppress it.
He instructed the secretary not to disturb him, locked the door of the office, and opened the video with a nervous and cautious mood.
What jumped into view was not the face of Little Curly Hair who was smiling all the time, but Zhuang Han who signed a pile of documents with his head down. What to see here!
Zong Zhengming's nervous and throbbing heart sank immediately, and all the anticipation and joy in his eyes vanished.
Then, the cover of the contract was magnified by the camera, and a line of bold characters appeared - "Agreement on the Grant of Shares for Free".
what's going on
Zong Zhengming frowned.
The camera flickered, and the beautiful face of the little curly hair finally appeared on the screen. The long and narrow eyes were curved into a crescent shape, the dark pupils were shining brightly, the red lips were slightly upturned, and the smile was sweet and well-behaved.
Today, his voice was not deliberately lowered or long, but softly and crisply.
"...Are you supposed to give me a little reward?" How much does this sound like an invitation to take credit, and how much like a spoiled child? Who would say this without trusting and relying on a person 100%
After the picture was frozen, Zong Zhengming's breathing and heartbeat also stopped involuntarily. After a long time, he slowly let out a breath, closed his eyes, covered his chest with a wry smile and whispered: "I can give you anything you want!"
However, he did not record this sentence and send it out. It took a long time for him to edit and reply with two words that were extremely restrained—[Be good.]
When Zhuang Li received these two words, he was standing on the top floor of "Cambrian", overlooking the embarrassed figure of Zhuang Han carrying a cardboard box and staggering towards the parking lot.
7480 complained: "The gods of this world are so cold!"
However, Zhuang Li chuckled: "You don't understand. It's all serious and serious. The less you say, the more intense the inner conflict will be."
He lowered his head and returned a line of text: [What dream did you have last night?]
Zong Zhengming, who was waiting nervously: "..."
He really didn't know how to reply to this message. If he didn't reply, he was afraid that Little Curly Hair would lose interest and didn't want to chat with him anymore.
While struggling, another line of words popped up on the screen: [Did you dream of "smoking a cigar"?]
The use of double quotes is subtle.
Zong Zhengming stared blankly at the screen of the phone, as if his heart was not fluctuating, but his ears were like two soldering irons, so red that they were about to smoke.
After careful consideration, he had to interrupt the conversation and put down the phone, but his heart was filled with feelings of loss, throbbing, and longing.
He was really driven crazy by the little curly hair!
Zhuang Li waited quietly for a long time without receiving any reply, then put the phone back in his trouser pocket.
7480 murmured in disbelief: "Master, are you sure that the gods are just serious? I think he is really cold, and he ignores you!"
In response to it was Zhuang Li's extremely pleasant low smile.
Without invading the network to monitor his lover's every move, he can already outline the scene of the other person's ears being red, his inner struggle and his body hot.
cold? That is impossible.
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Zhuang Li is a man of his word. After he got the absolute control of "Cambrian", he found someone to clear the relationship and get Zhuang Jincheng out.
Of course, the crime of misappropriation of funds is a public prosecution case, and it is impossible to withdraw the lawsuit or settle out of court. If Zhuang Jincheng wants to be given a lighter punishment and a suspended sentence, he must fill the remaining 400 million loopholes.
The shareholders who once supported him have now turned to Zhuang Li; several high-level officials who have supported him are still in the police station, and will definitely be imprisoned in the future.
Zhuang Jincheng originally thought that yesterday's car accident was his hardest moment, but after only ten hours, his life suddenly fell from the peak to the bottom, and all the glory and wealth had turned into the past, as if doing something that would never be possible. Awakened nightmare.
When he walked out of the detention center and stood in the neon light and shadow, for some unknown reason, Zhuang Jincheng suddenly thought of his eldest son.
He did everything he could to suppress Zhuang Li, and even resorted to cold violence, but the other party never expressed any protests, and only intensified his efforts to spend the day outside.
One day at breakfast, he saw his son's lace news in the newspaper, and he said to his wife Liao Xiujing with emotion: "This child is a waste, and it will be like this all his life, he can't compare to our little cold."
Liao Xiujing giggled, while he showed a satisfied look.
He thought that the old man Shao had abandoned the child, but he didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Li turned into a beast that eats people, whoever catches and bites, is cruel and ruthless.
Is Xiaohan making him anxious? Did Mr. Shao's death finally make him unbearable? If you don't provoke him, you won't end up like this, right
Zhuang Jincheng lowered his head, looked at the two bruises and bruises on his wrist, and suddenly felt a burst of pain.
This bruise was left by the handcuffs. He never imagined that one day he would be locked in an iron chair and be reprimanded, questioned and humiliated like a dog. At that moment, he lost all dignity.
"Dad, I'm here to pick you up. What's wrong with your hand? Do you want to buy some stasis cream?" Zhuang Han strode over.
Zhuang Jincheng looked straight at his younger son, lowered his voice and asked sharply, "You did Zhuang Li's car accident, right? You also killed Mr. Shao?"
Zhuang Han pulled him hard and said solemnly, "I'll take you home."
He avoided answering, which was an indirect admission.
Zhuang Jincheng waited for the car to leave the detention center before he spoke fiercely: "I will help you take all the charges, are you satisfied now?"
Zhuang Han looked straight ahead and said calmly, "In order to save you, I also gave the Cambrian period to Zhuang Li for free. Are you satisfied?"
Zhuang Jincheng was stunned for a while before gradually softening his face, covering his face and sighing: "Forget it, let's not mention the past, our father and son can start all over again."
"Dad, don't worry, I won't fall." Zhuang Han patted his father's shoulder.
Zhuang Jincheng also patted the back of his son's hand, and there was no anger in his eyes.
The father and son silently reached a reconciliation.
However, when they returned to the community, they realized that the light-hearted "start from scratch" was easy to say, but in reality it contained so much bitterness and pain. Their luxury cars, mansions, jewelry, and valuables were all seized by the court, and their assets were frozen.
On a cold day, Liao Xiujing was wearing a dress, standing shivering in the cold wind, holding a mobile phone with a shattered screen in her hand, with several crooked suitcases beside her, she was crying heartbroken.
Seeing that her husband and son finally came back, she stood there crying and shouted, "We have nothing left! All gone!"
Yes, it's all gone!
When Zhuang Jincheng married Mrs. Shao, he had nothing, and walked into this magnificent villa alone and uneasy.
Decades later, when he thought he could finally turn his back on it, he dragged his family and left the villa with nothing.
What should be yours is yours, what should not be yours, don't think about it - this is what Mr. Shao often used to beat Zhuang Jincheng. And this sentence, at this very moment, has become a reality with the hands of his grandson who has been carefully raised. No one can take away what belongs to the Shao family.
Destiny is a reincarnation - for some reason, Zhuang Jincheng suddenly remembered this sentence, and then slumped on the ground.
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After getting the "Cambrian", Zhuang Li held a shareholders' meeting to announce his next business plan.
"I will focus on the research and development of driverless cars, invest 5 billion in the early stage, and strive to put it into production in seven months." He stood on the podium and said loudly.
An uproar broke out from the audience.
A shareholder shouted: "Mr. Zhuang, aren't you the most opposed to the company's entry into the field of driverless cars? And the government has decided to take back the right to drive and sell driverless cars. What are you trying to do with an investment of 5 billion in one go? Throw the money in the water and hear it?"
"Yeah! The government's policy has changed, we can't go against the government!"
"First-class companies must follow the policy closely, otherwise they will easily be reduced to second-class or even third-class companies!"
"Mr. Zhuang, we can't understand your thoughts."
In the midst of the opposition, Zhuang Li raised his hand and pressed down, signaling everyone to be quiet, and then said unhurriedly, "Who said that first-class companies must follow policies? I think first-class companies should have the ability to change a country or even a world. , and what I want to do is this one thing - change. My proposal is put here for the time being, and when the hearing is over, you will come back to vote."
Zhuang Li projected such a line of titles on the screen - "The Future of Driverless Cars - Made by Huarui".
"Before the hearing is over, don't turn off the projector, I will continue the meeting when I come back." He turned to his assistant and said.
"Okay, Mr. Zhuang." The assistant hurried over to look at the projector.
Zhuang Li adjusted his tie, stroked the hem of his clothes, and said calmly, "Let's go, go to the hearing."
Today is the day the government is holding a hearing on the auto industry, on the topic of "Should we cancel the right to drive and sell driverless cars."
At present, accidents involving unmanned vehicles killing people have occurred all over the world. Whether this immature technology can continue to be put into commercial use has become a difficult legal issue.
If the government does not get involved in the rollout of driverless cars, it will take decades for the technology to become widespread.
Several shareholders followed Zhuang Li's pace, looked back at the projector that had not been extinguished, and finally realized something.
"Mr. Zhuang, are you sure you can make the administrator change his mind at the hearing?"
"If the government continues to support the research and development and promotion of driverless technology, the five billion can be invested!"
"Mr. Zhuang, do you have any plans?"
The group asked as they walked, although they could not get a definite answer from Zhuang Li, they were relieved.
Since the death of Mr. Shao, President Zhuang only took one day and one night to destroy Zhuang Jincheng and Zhuang Han. This strength is not blown out.
[Dogs that bite people never bark, and everyone should be careful when working under President Zhuang in the future!]I don't know who posted this sentence in the work group.
Scan to 7480 of this message: "… "
Human language is so vivid!
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Walking into the hearing hall, Zhuang Li squinted slightly when he saw Zong Zhengming sitting on the rostrum with a serious face, and then smiled secretly with his thin lips hooked.
Zong Zhengming also discovered the little curly hair for the first time, but his expression was still so cold, as if he had never seen each other.
Zhuang Li covered half of his face, smiled silently, and finally took out a cigar he had prepared from his jacket pocket, stuck out the tip of his pink tongue, and gently rolled it into his mouth.
Zong Zhengming's pupils shrank violently for a moment, but Ying Ting's extraordinary face became even more tense.
The corporate representatives sitting under the stage couldn't help shrinking their necks, feeling a little cold.
A security guard walked up to Zhuang Li, tapped him on the shoulder, and reminded in a low voice, "Sir, smoking is not allowed here."
"Okay, I see." Zhuang Li had no habit of smoking, put the cigar back in the metal box, hid it in his pocket, and finally looked at the chairman's podium, and asked silently, "Where is my reward? "
Zong Zhengming understood, so he turned his eyes away and looked away, his side face was as cold as a sculpture, but his ears were quickly dyed red.
Zhuang Li also looked away, then covered his mouth, and let out a low smile with great pleasure.
Long time no see, this guy is still so cute.