The secretary quickly asked the driver to take Ms. Zhao to the hospital.
Her vision suddenly turned black and she lost consciousness briefly. I guess I was angry and a little hypoglycemic. After getting back in the car and blowing on the air conditioner for a while, I drank a bottle of sugary drink, and I felt better.
Ms. Zhao exhaled deeply, calmed down, completely lost her mood, and asked the driver to turn back.
The secretary still insisted that she go to the hospital for a preliminary examination before going home to rest.
The doctor thought she was fine. This year's physical examination has just ended, and the results are all good, so it should just be a status issue. Let her rest more and relax.
Ms. Zhao was indeed in a bad mood and had insomnia for several nights. After fainting once, I felt sleepy and fell asleep when I returned home.
The secretary avoided her and went out to call her children.
The young master still didn't answer, thinking that Ms. Zhao was trying to sell herself, and didn't believe why she suddenly fell ill. The assistant's cell phone was also blocked by the other party. I sent another number, but before I could finish speaking, the other party hung up and blocked me.
The secretary felt helpless. After thinking about it, he decided to forget it. Calling him back might lead to a quarrel with Mr. Zhao. By then the worries were not resolved, but a few more knots were added.
Mr. Zhao’s daughter was still traveling abroad. After learning about the incident, she asked her secretary to help with the message, asking her to take good care of her health, pay attention to rest, drink plenty of water, and follow the doctor’s advice... But her tone was not very warm, and she also mentioned whether Ms. Zhao was He fell ill because he was angry with his brother. He probably also knew that Ms. Zhao gave Zhang Chan 5 million, and he seemed to disagree a little bit in his words.
After all, the little girl is young, and her attitude and emotions are easily influenced by others. What I know is just hearsay. If you teach her well, you should have a chance to correct her... But it doesn't stop the secretary from wanting to call her a barbecued pork.
Holding a silver spoon in his mouth, he is carefree and accustomed to being cared for. Parents are too strong in front of them, making them forget to even care about their parents.
They are so willful that they cannot distinguish between right and wrong, and do not know what they will become in the future.
The secretary was also helpless. What can he do about other people's family affairs
Finally, he hesitated and called Yu Hezheng.
The secretary was still stuttering and didn't know what to say, but Yu Zizheng understood it clearly and asked, "In the hospital or at home?"
The secretary said: "At home."
Then the phone hung up. He should be heading this way.
The secretary looked at the phone and sighed.
The world is always very strange. What you are willing to pay, you don’t get much. Those who truly know how to be filial to their parents are prejudiced and neglected.
When Ms. Zhao woke up, she heard soft conversations outside the door. She thought her son was back, opened the quilt, sat up, and ran to the door happily.
As she got closer, she heard a few professional terms and suddenly woke up. After carefully distinguishing the timbre, I found that the source of the sound should be Zhang Chan and Yu Huizheng. The two were arguing about something and refused to give in to each other.
Ms. Zhao opened the door and saw them in the living room. The two of them were surrounding a computer, their faces were red, and they looked like they were about to fight.
Ms. Zhao was surprised: "Why are you here?"
Zhang Chan flicked his hands on the keyboard and said, "Your secretary called Yu Zhizheng here. He called me here again."
Ms. Zhao said awkwardly: "It's unnecessary. I'm fine at all. I just need to take a rest. If you are busy, just go back first."
The two stood up in unison.
Ms. Zhao's heart felt so cold that she could hardly keep the smile on her face.
She knew that the secretary would call Yu Hezheng, which meant that he had also called several others, but in the end, only two of them, Yu Hezheng and Zhang Chang, actually came over.
This is already very telling. Her youth was a mess, and when she thought she could finally be stable, she ended up feeling lonely.
The secretary followed up the topic and said, "Mr. Zhao, um, Xiezheng and Xiaosong made some porridge for you. You just woke up, you must be still hungry, right? It just helps with digestion."
Ms. Zhao looked at Zhang Song and Yu Xiancheng, a little flattered.
Yu Xizheng said: "Eat, I'm hungry too."
How does it feel to eat food cooked by your own children
This is something Ms. Zhao Huan has never thought about in her life!
She sat down at the dining table and watched Zhang Song bring over a large bowl of vegetable and shredded pork porridge, as well as a plate of braised pork ribs and several stacks of side dishes. Yu Xinzheng helped arrange the dishes and serve the porridge from behind. Then sit down separately.
Ms. Zhao said with tears in her eyes: "Okay. So you can also cook?"
Yu Zizheng nodded: "It will be more convenient to cook what you want to eat."
He didn't like to talk when eating with Zhang Song, so he just held the bowl and ate in silence.
The secretary sat at the bottom. He had never seen such a deserted and formal dinner. It seemed as if what he said next was an important issue and he wanted to record it verbatim on his computer.
It turns out that this is the quality of a wealthy family. He was shocked.
Ms. Zhao was overwhelmed with emotion at this time.
Compared with her other two children, Zhang Song and Yu Heqing's personalities were too different. They are simply two completely different people.
They will pester you with nice words, act coquettishly at you, and praise you generously to make you happy. When they are not angry or willful, they are the most beautiful angels in the world. But when they become dissatisfied, all the advantages will be thrown away in an instant. They can only say "no" but not "okay".
Ms. Zhao used to think this was a sweet trouble, but now it seems that it may not be.
Just selfish.
Ms. Zhao took two mouthfuls of the porridge, which was very thick and delicious, but she was filled with unspeakable regret.
She didn't know how long this impulse could last, but it tortured her intensely.
Zhang Song suddenly said: "We will go back after dinner. We still have to choose a location. Please take care of yourself and rest. Don't worry about our affairs."
Ms. Zhao blurted out: "Do you blame me? You reconcile. Will you blame me?"
"You don't need to be responsible for me. So I don't blame you." Zhang Song wiped his mouth and said, "Yu Zizheng should have the same idea. If you don't care, there will be nothing."
Ms. Zhao made up her mind, put down her bowls and chopsticks and said, "You were just talking about starting a business and opening a store, right?"
Yu Zizheng raised his eyelids: "It's nothing, we can just solve it ourselves."
Zhang Song also said: "We should have already discussed relevant topics. I don't like repeating issues."
"Site selection, connections, supply, technology, and manpower arrangements in the early stages of company establishment, etc.," Ms. Zhao said. "Ordinary people have to overcome these problems throughout their lives. They are important obstacles for the company to start. Many mistakes can be avoided and few mistakes can be made. Take many detours. Don’t you want to succeed? I thought I was as sensible and smart as you, so I wouldn’t refuse the well-intentioned help from others. After all, I won’t ask you to give anything in return.”
Neither of them spoke.
"I'm not worried about you, you are really good." Ms. Zhao sighed, twisted her fingers and said, "Fortunately, I didn't teach you bad things."
Chapter recitation: "Um..."
Yu Zizheng stopped her and said: "Don't speak when you have nothing to say. Keep smiling when you are praised." His manual for showing off.
Zhang Chan kept smiling.
Ms. Zhao laughed.
The secretary said: "Mr. Zhao, you really should relax. Have you been under a lot of pressure recently?"
Ms. Zhao wiped her eyes and said, "I just need to vent."
Secretary: "Then how do you want to vent?"
Ms. Zhao said: "Give me my mobile phone."
The secretary quickly brought the things to her.
Ms. Zhao opened the main panel, lowered her head and said, "You all go back. I will stay by myself for a while. You can sort out the things that the company needs and leave them to me then. I will help you arrange it."
Zhang Song no longer declined this time: "Then let me say thank you first."
Ms. Zhao suddenly remembered and ordered her secretary: "Stop their bank cards for me."
The secretary was stunned for a moment and didn't respond: "Who?"
Ms. Zhao became emotional again: "I still have several children who need me to pay living expenses to survive? Do you want me to apologize to them? OK! They have to go home before I can apologize to them."
The secretary hurriedly said: "Okay, okay."
Several people put the bowls in the dishwasher, said goodbye to her, and left together to reconcile.
Yu Xinzheng drove here by himself, so he didn't ask his secretary to deliver it. He opened the car door for Zhang Sheng, asked her to enter in a gentlemanly manner, and then returned to the driver's seat.
Zhang Song smiled and said: "Who will she call at this time? I still hope to see my dear brother."
"Call Uncle Yu. Show off, blame, and then issue tasks to the other party to relieve stress." Yu Zizheng said very calmly, "Daily operations."
Although they are divorced, they still have an irreplaceable role for each other. After all, not everyone can let them show their worst side so wantonly.
"I don't understand this couple." Zhang Song shuddered, "I suddenly feel that we are a bit similar to them?"
"No, it's impossible." Yu Yizheng said resolutely, "If it were me, I would not shirk responsibility. Shirking responsibility is generally regarded as deliberately damaging the cooperative relationship, and in most cases it will be the last cooperation. I will only ask you to cooperate with each other. Help. And…”
Yu Xizheng put down the handbrake and said solemnly: "Essentially, I am better than him."
Zhang Song turned his face numbly and looked out the car window.
Black-bone mackerel.
Ms. Zhao made sure that they were all gone, returned to the bedroom with her cell phone, flipped to Mr. Yu's number, and pressed it hard.
The man opposite responded in a sultry voice: "What are you doing?"
Ms. Zhao took a deep breath and cursed loudly: "Yu Xie, you bastard! You son of a bitch! You little brat! You bastard!"
Mr. Yu: "??"
Ms. Zhao: "Yu Xie, you are not a thing. How dare you call me and scold me before? Where do you have the face?"
Mr. Yu: "I said you are crazy, right? See a doctor if you are sick."
Ms. Zhao choked with sobs: "I just came back from the hospital! Are you happy that I'm not mad at you?"
Mr. Yu said angrily: "Can you please speak properly? What's wrong with you crying? Do you think you are still eighteen years old? You are already half an old lady."
"What's the use of humiliating me?" Ms. Zhao sneered, "You said it so grandly, but your daughter came to you and you didn't help. Three million is nothing? Just give me three million and you'll film it. You don't care about anything, right? Let her fend for herself, right? You bought out your relationship with three million, right? OK! I think they want it! I told them today …”
Mr. Yu immediately stopped: "Wait! When did I say that? Are you making this up about me?"
"Otherwise? Apart from money, what else did you give Zhang Suan? Do you think that if you gave her three million, you would be her investor father? Now you have an identity? You have it? You can show it off? Now, let's go What you want is to call you Uncle Yu. Don't treat others as fools. Just use society's tricks to deal with your two daughters. It's useless against her."
Mr. Yu: "You tried to instigate our father-daughter relationship with her, right?"
"I'm just telling the truth. Weren't you the one who started the instigation?" Ms. Zhao snorted, "Both of them are elites from A. They are talented, hard-working and have vision. If you put such people in front of you, you can't even grab them. Come on. I’ve thought about it, and you don’t have to worry about it. Xiaosong and Huizheng are both my children, and I want both of them. Aren’t they two ambitious? I will send the most professional management team to help them open a company. Do business.”
Mr. Yu said harshly: "You are trying to please them now. Isn't it too late? Do you know what you did before? You have already severely offended Zhang Chan!"
Ms. Zhao was also angry when she mentioned this matter. I just remembered this again.
"Whether it's too late or not depends on the timing, it depends on the effect. I have to thank you for this. From the past, I only shirk responsibility and put on a posture that I don't know where I learned it from. In front of your loved ones, you show off your airs. You She loves to show off, and Zhang Song's impression of me has been improved by your comparison. At least I'm kind to her, and I'm willing to help her solve her problem."
Mr. Yu: "How did you help her solve the problem? You are a problem yourself! You even robbed my daughter. Are you a human trafficker?"
Ms. Zhao said angrily: "Do you think you are still a man? As long as you can do something that makes me respect you, I can't take you away!"
"I have been in Xie till today, and I have never failed anyone! I have never been compared to anyone!"
"Who have you not sorry for? Your daughter is still alive and can breathe!"
"Is that my business? If you hadn't been pregnant and wandering around, how could you have been sent to a non-compliant health center? Is it my fault that I made the mistake of holding you in the arms? You woman, please be reasonable! "
"It's not your fault that you hugged me wrongly, but you know that the family named Zhang bullied your daughter, so forget it. Do you think you are a coward? Are you inactive?"
Mr. Yu said excitedly: "I asked someone to file a complaint. Complain to the property and complain to the community. Otherwise, what else can I do? Is this also called inaction?"
Ms. Zhao: "I said it depends on the outcome! Have you solved it? Are you a man? You are irresponsible and keep dragging this matter out. Aren't you just forcing us, mother and daughter, to fight against each other?"
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Mr. Yu suddenly became quiet, and then the other party sighed in realization: "Oh - so that's it. You are so insidious, Zhao Huan! Are you pretending to help Zhang Song solve the matter of her adoptive parents, and then pretend that you are angry and shirk it?" You have to give up your responsibility and please Zhang Chan? Do you think you are right?"
Ms. Zhao blinked her eyes hard and couldn't help but laugh out loud and said: "So what? I'm doing things for my daughter. If you have the ability...you solve the problem for me with that family named Zhang."
Mr. Yu: "Oh, do you think I will be afraid?"
When Yu Xie, wearing a suit and carrying a lawyer, stood at the stairs on the first floor, he felt that he was no longer a normal person.
You can't do good deeds at a loss, you must let the other party know.
He took out his cell phone and sent a text message to Zhang Song.
"Dad, take it out on you."
Zhang Song responded with two question marks.
Mr. Yu typed hard: "Be my daughter, Yu Xie, and no one can bully you!"
He waited for a while and found that Zhang Song ignored him, and he suddenly felt resentful.
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