A company without Yili should gradually stabilize according to the work, and the income will also rise.
The monthly rent for Chuzheng is very punctual.
Chuzheng wanted to take this opportunity to do anything but had no chance.
And the little cub also grew up very fast, and in a blink of an eye, he could stagger away by himself, and the first one who opened his mouth was Dad.
Yingzhao didn't specifically teach him how to call him Chuzheng, but suddenly one day the little brat would learn without a teacher and would call himself mother.
Chu Zheng's reaction to this was flat.
But that night, I gave the little boy a piece of jade.
Even if Ying Zhao didn't understand jade, he knew that it was definitely worth a lot of money.
The little boy liked the 'toys' that Chuzheng gave him, and he was a little disdainful of the toys he bought.
Response: "… "
How can this be done!
"Don't spoil him like this, it will spoil him." Yingzhao talked to Chuzheng while packing up the little brat's things.
"My pleasure."
[Can you handle it? Mind your business! ]
Ying Zhao weakly said: "That's my son..." Why can't he care
"But you're mine." Yours is mine! Help me spend some money!
Yingzhao's lips opened, but he couldn't say anything to refute.
Anyway, during this period of time, all his objections had little effect.
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half year later.
Park Hyatt Club.
The man paced back and forth at the door of the clubhouse, looking a little anxious, with beads of sweat all over his forehead.
"Mr. Yu, do you want to go in and sit for a while?" The assistant next to him was a little worried.
"What do I sit for, do I feel that way?" President Yu felt impetuous, and confirmed with his assistant, "Are you sure you have an appointment?"
The assistant hurriedly said: "President Yu, I really made an appointment... Maybe the traffic jam on the road delayed it, don't worry."
Yu keeps looking at the time.
But more and more anxious.
The assistant couldn't stand it any longer: "Why don't I call and ask?"
President Yu took two steps. Just as he was about to agree to the assistant's proposal, he saw a car coming.
Seeing the license plate, Mr. Yu's eyes lit up.
But the next second, Yu Zong's expression froze slightly.
Did he see it wrong
Mr. Yu looked at his assistant subconsciously.
The assistant was as dazed as Mr. Yu.
Why is she carrying a child! !
The child looked more than one year old, lying on the shoulders of the girl's house, holding a small windmill in his hand, which was whirling around.
For some reason, they felt that the little windmill was a bit flashy.
When the girl came over, President Yu and his assistant finally knew why the little windmill blinked.
There are broken diamonds on it, I don't know if it is a crystal or what, the sun shines and it is dazzling.
"Mr. Yu." Chu Zheng called out, in a cold but polite tone: "It's been a while, it's been a long wait."
Today was supposed to take a rest, he is at home with the children.
Who knew that his company was in a hurry and called him back, so Chuzheng could only come out with the cub.
"No... No, I've just arrived." Mr. Yu came back to his senses: "Would you please? Hurry up and lead the way."
The assistant was pushed by President Yu and quickly led the way.
There were a few people behind Chuzheng, and President Yu didn't dare to neglect.
The box was very quiet, and Mr. Yu didn't expect a child, so he didn't know how to arrange it for a while.
Chuzheng didn't care. After he came in, he put the cub on the ground and let him stroll around in the box.
Mr. Yu has never seen anyone talking about business with such a big child.
...she has a child! !
Mr. Yu tried to calm down and began to talk about things with Chuzheng: "We can all agree to your request, it's just the money..."
Chuzheng: "When you sign the contract, you will receive the account."
President Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I also need this money urgently. Miss Feng, please forgive me."
"Ok."
After Mr. Yu signed the contract, almost the next second, he received an account reminder.
The heart that Mr. Yu held in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.
"Mama."
The baby's milky voice sounded, and the little brat lay beside Chuzheng: "Drink water."
Chuzheng was unmoved: "Drink by yourself."
The little brat scratched his hair: "Mama hello."
Chuzheng bent down slightly, looked at the little brat, and said slowly, "No way."
President Yu: "..."
The little brat flattened his mouth: "Sue Dad."
Chuzheng pressed his head: "You dare!"
The little boy's mouth was even more flattened, and there were already tears in his eyes, and he looked like he was about to cry at any time.
Mr. Yu knew very well, poured a glass of water and handed it to the little brat: "Little boy, there is water here."
"Don't drink." The little boy turned his head.
President Yu: "..."
The little brat slowly turned around again, glanced at Mr. Yu, and said softly, "Mama won't let you drink water from others."
President Yu: "..."
Chuzheng: "Don't worry about him."
President Yu: "..."
Mr. Yu couldn't figure out what Chuzheng meant.
This little brat is carefully selected from the dressing.
Why does it seem to be despised now
The little brat probably knew that Chuzheng wouldn't get used to him, so he left the sofa and walked unsteadily to the other side.
Halfway through, the little brat sat down on his butt.
He turned his head to look at Chuzheng, then turned his head again after a while, and got up on the ground by himself.
The little brat walked in front of one and rummaged through the bag that the man was carrying.
After a while, I took out a feeding bottle, pulled off the lid of the feeding bottle, and started sucking.
He sat directly on the ground, and after sucking, he let out a long sigh, looking like a little old man.
President Yu: "..."
President Yu originally wanted to invite Chuzheng to dinner, but Chuzheng made an excuse to refuse, and took the cub out of the box.
After coming out, Chu Zheng instructed the people behind: "Find a decoration company and renovate the building you just bought."
"Okay, are you planning to make a furnished house for sale?"
"not for sell."
"???"
"rent."
"… "Are you all right
That kind of land, that kind of house, are you going to rent it out
He can understand that the house he bought before is rented out.
But he really couldn't understand it.
Of course it doesn't matter whether he understands or not.
He just needs to do what the boss has told him.
"Bang-"
"How did you walk!"
The woman's slightly sharp voice sounded in the corridor.
Chuzheng looked over there subconsciously.
A person in a waiter uniform was looking terrified, and a bottle of wine was broken on the ground.
The waiter kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
The woman said angrily: "Do you know how much my shoes cost? What do you think they have made for me now?"
Chuzheng suddenly didn't move, and the people behind her naturally didn't dare to urge them, and they all looked over there.
Probably aware that someone was looking at this side, the woman also looked up.
"Chuzheng?" Fang Cunyi was surprised, why did she see her here
After all, they haven't seen each other for a long time...
After that incident, she and Cheng Fu tried to find her and couldn't find anyone.
Even if he was stuck under the apartment, he couldn't see her.
The parties are not there, what can they do