The elevator door slowly closed in front of him.
In the quiet and closed environment, there was a moment of silence. Then came Su Fei's shocked voice: "Well, Lina, I don't mean anything else, I'm just curious. Just... RIP, are his parents not together anymore, divorced?"
Old Joseph also felt extremely irritated, he coughed: "Actually, I'm also curious, are Reid's parents divorced?"
Lina laughed helplessly, she looked at her three companions. Both Su Fei and Old Joseph were extremely excited, and couldn't hide their excitement about hearing gossip. Fu Cheng frowned slightly, just looking at himself: he was also waiting for the answer.
Lina: "Well, actually, as far as I know, Mrs. Patrick is still Reid's mother. Reid's parents are not divorced."
Old Joseph whistled: "Wow, this is too exciting. You said before that Reid's family is in Los Angeles, so now his father is equivalent to cheating on his wife in front of his wife? I don't think I misunderstood Mr. Patrick The meaning of those words just now. The little girl who looks like a teenager is definitely not Reid’s mother, and Mr. Patrick asked her to wait for him in the room, and he definitely didn’t want to chat with her purely.”
Lina: "Nobody said you guessed wrong, old Joseph. Believe in yourself, you're right."
Su Fei felt that his three views had been greatly impacted today: "No, this is okay? Do adults play like this now?"
Fucheng: "Did no one tell Teacher Zhuo's mother about this?"
Lina glanced at Fucheng, shook her head: "No."
Fu Cheng was silent, and asked, "Aren't you going to tell me, Lina?"
The smile on Lina's lips froze for a long time before she said, "This is a very complicated matter."
Old Joseph: "I may have guessed the answer. Does Reid's mother not like his father?"
Su Fei was surprised and said: "A marriage without feelings, a commercial marriage? I often see it on TV!"
Lina: "No, you guessed wrong this time. Reid's mother loves Uncle Patrick very much. In fact, I don't know much about Reid's family, but there are some special reasons why I took the initiative to help hide it." She sighed: "As you know, it is impossible for me to stop Uncle Patrick from 'leading the way' for other women. How can I have such a reason and weight to meddle in other people's family affairs. So since Uncle Patrick can't be stopped, should I tell Reid's mother about these things? "
Su Fei: "Of course!"
Old Joseph mused, "Maybe I'll help hide it too. After all, like Lina said, this is a private matter of Patrick's family."
Lina: "I'm hiding it, not because it's someone else's private matter, but because Aunt Kelly... Well, Kelly is Reid's mother's name. She is from China, but I always call her Aunt Kelly. Aunt Kelly is her Behavior is a bit extreme."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned.
Lina continued: "I don't think you guys have paid attention to it. Six years ago, there was a car accident in Los Angeles. This case ended up paying a huge sum of 132 million US dollars."
Fucheng: "Is it related to Mr. Zhuo's family?"
Lina looked at him: "Yes. Six years ago in Los Angeles, Aunt Kelly drove over a nineteen-year-old opera singer. The girl was disfigured in the fire caused by the car accident and her left leg was amputated. I think You should have guessed that this girl was the object of Uncle Patrick's affair during that time. Aunt Kelly knew about it from nowhere, so she drove and almost killed her. Afterwards, she was released on bail of three million dollars. The top lawyer team was hired again—like the team in the Simpson case. In the end, Aunt Kelly was only sentenced to two years, with a two-year probation. Because the girl signed a letter of understanding on her own initiative and was willing to take more than 100 million in compensation. "
After a pause, Lina said, "This happened. I don't think anyone wants to tell her about Uncle Patrick's affairs outside."
Old Joseph: "... It's terrible, these two people are terrible."
Su Fei: "It's so scumbag! How can there be such a scumbag? And after such a thing happened, RIP's father dares to mess around outside? Can't he get a divorce first?"
Lina asked him, "What do you think Aunt Kelly would do if he really wanted a divorce?"
Su Fei: "Uh, how's it going?"
Lina: "After the car accident case ended six years ago, Uncle Patrick seemed determined to get a divorce. But for some reason, it didn't work out. It seemed that Uncle Patrick didn't mention it because Aunt Kelly called Reid home. Divorce."
Fu Cheng: "Is Teacher Zhuo going back to help persuade father?"
Lina: "I don't know, this matter is really a secret of the Patrick family. I am afraid that only those who were present at the time knew. Reid never said it to the outside world. But since then, no one dared to meddle in their family affairs .Maybe in the next car accident, instead of losing a leg, you will lose a fresh life.”
Old Joseph showed a complicated expression: "This... I think it's better not to get involved in their own affairs."
Su Fei: "What about RIP? Doesn't RIP care about it?"
Lina thought for a while: "Maybe he can't control Uncle Patrick? I heard from my father that Uncle Patrick was a well-known love man in the circle when he was young, and he showed mercy everywhere. At that time, they always thought that Uncle Patrick would never get married in his life. The reason why I married Aunt Kelly was because Aunt Kelly was so obsessed with him, and tried many ways to find the family to marry him. Uncle Patrick also seemed to think that it was time to get married and have children, so he married her."
Su Fei: "Fuck, is it really a business marriage?"
Lina nodded: "You're right. I remember they seemed to have a honeymoon period when I was a child, but when I was in middle school, Uncle Patrick couldn't help but relapsed. I met him on Broadway when I was a teenager. Uncle Patrick, he had a very popular female star in his arms at that time."
Old Joseph said, "We really don't understand the life of the rich."
At this moment, the elevator opened with a ding, and Su Fei and Old Joseph got off the elevator together.
"Does Teacher Zhuo seldom go home?"
The youthful voice sounded, Lina looked back at him and smiled: "Well, yes, Reid has his own house in Los Angeles. But it seems to have been sold last year." She blinked, "In order to get that plane, I feel that Reid Really going bankrupt."
Soon, Lina's floor also arrived. She waved her hand towards Fucheng: "See you tomorrow, Fu."
After Fu Cheng returned to his room, he washed up a bit, and then received a call from Zhuo Huan, asking him to go to his room immediately.
Zhuo Huan spoke very quickly and ordered: "Bring your computer."
It seemed to be typing on the keyboard, Fu Cheng heard the sound of the keyboard tapping from the phone.
Fu Cheng: "Do you need a computer?"
Zhuo Huan smiled: "I'm afraid you won't remember."
Fu Cheng: "...?"
After taking the computer to Zhuo Huan's room, there was no gorgeous atmosphere. After Zhuo Huan opened the door for Fu Cheng, he turned and entered the study without even looking at him. The long hair is tied into a small ball and fixed at the back of the head. Putting on his glasses, Zhuo Huan sat on the swivel chair and continued to input formulas, numbers, and calculations into the computer.
Fu Cheng took the computer into the study.
Zhuo Huan: "Just find a place to sit."
Fu Cheng sat on the sofa.
Zhuo Huan looked at the computer screen without raising his head: "I will send you an email later, and you will memorize the contents tonight. Tomorrow's test flight is not for you to simply fly, you can memorize it for me. Save these data, and then conduct a test flight based on these data. Don’t worry, the people at McFly can’t see it. After the test flight is over tomorrow, you memorize all the data you saw on the plane and tell me.”
Fucheng was taken aback, and he frowned: "Memorize the flight test data for tomorrow's flight test?" After a pause, he asked, "Mr. Zhuo, what do you want to do?"
Zhuo Huan asked back, "What do you think I want to do?"
Fucheng hesitated for a moment: "I don't think you can research the design secrets of Maifei's new model with the data of a test flight."
After hearing this, Zhuo Huan finally raised his head from behind the computer and looked at Fu Cheng: "Oh, then what do you think I can do?"
Fu Cheng was silent for a while: "Are you really going to steal Mai Fei's design secrets?"
As if hearing something funny, Zhuo Huan laughed exaggeratedly: "Put an Apple mobile phone in front of you, and you can study its design drawings. Is this called stealing? I'll dismantle a Boeing 777 for you, You know how it was made after dismantling it, is this called stealing?"
Fucheng was stunned.
"Actually, even if you disassemble an aircraft, it is impossible to know how it is made. But you are right, I really want to see what Thor Reina has done to make the McFly F475 achieve such an incredible change. Tor Reina, I always call him by his name, he doesn’t care. If I respectfully call him teacher, he will be disgusted, and I will be disgusted too.” Zhuo Huan said casually, “I just want to see the direction of change. The specific confidential data will definitely not be visible in a test flight, but it may not be impossible to know the key point of the change. Fucheng, don't judge me by those mediocre people."
Fu Cheng didn't speak for a long time, he really didn't know what to say, seeing Zhuo Huan's busy appearance, he lowered his head, received the email, and then began to carefully read all kinds of dense data on it.
There was silence in the study room, only the clear and crisp tapping sound of the keyboard kept ringing.
No one knew how long it had passed, but suddenly, a phone rang, breaking the silence. Fu Cheng raised his head to look at Zhuo Huan, only to see that he picked up the phone and glanced at it. After seeing the name on the screen, he showed disgust in his eyes, clicked his tongue contemptuously, and hung up the phone directly.
But a few seconds later, the phone rang again, and Zhuo Huan hung up again.
Repeatedly like this, after the fifth time, Zhuo Huan sneered and turned off the phone directly.
Then, the hotel phone in the room rang.
Zhuo Huan scolded angrily: "Fuck!"
He picked up the mobile phone on the table and asked, "How do you know my room number?"
Perhaps it was because the room was too quiet, and the soundproofing effect of the hotel's phone was not good enough. Mr. Zhuo's smiling voice passed through the sound hole and reached Fucheng's ears.
"Hi, my dear son. I'm your father, ask Lina for your room number, won't she tell me?"
Zhuo Huan sneered: "Lina told you?" His tone was full of disbelief.
Zhuo Jing said helplessly: "Well, the front desk of the hotel told me. After all, it's a father who forgot his son's room number and couldn't contact him for a while. They won't refuse."
"Oh, this hotel should be closed down, I remember it was opened by Lucas's family?"
Mr. Zhuo laughed, elegantly and politely: "Reid, you are still so naughty."
Zhuohuan: "..."
Fu Cheng could clearly see that Zhuo Huan's face was written all over, all of which were swearing at his father.
Suddenly, the doorbell rang.
Zhuo Huan frowned tightly, Fu Cheng glanced at him, got up and went to open the door.
He walked out of the study and walked through the living room. After seeing the people outside through the cat's eyes, Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise, and then opened the door.
I saw a handsome teenager in a tight black top and skinny jeans leaning against the door and smiling at him. The extremely low V-neck exposed a large area of snow-white skin. He was of Asian descent, with black hair and black eyes. He wore a Bulgari clavicle chain on his slender neck. Fucheng remembered that it was a lady's necklace, because he had seen his sister wear it before.
This young man looked to be no more than twenty years old, with a very slender waist. He looked at Fucheng with clear eyes and cast a wink.
When he opened his mouth, it was in Chinese: "Mr. Zhuo Huan?"
Fu Cheng looked at him, suddenly didn't know what to say.
At this time, Zhuo Huan also walked to the entrance with his mobile phone. In the sound hole of the phone, Zhuo Jing said: "I remember you have always liked this type of man. It's hard to see each other again, how could Dad forget you, my dear son."
The black-haired boy looked back and forth between Fu Cheng and Zhuo Huan, as if he was confirming which of the two was the one he was looking for.
Zhuo Huan smiled, staring at the boy, squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Get lost."
The boy froze for a moment.
Then, Zhuo Huan looked into the phone with a half-smile and said: "After I fucked myself, I suddenly remembered that I have a son? Wow, this father loves greatness."
Zhuo Jing smiled and said, "No, it's only halfway through the fuck, she's going to take a shower first. I've always been thinking about you, son."
A chuckle came from his nasal cavity, Zhuo Huan said a word to the phone while laughing: "Get lost."
Then, he hung up the phone directly and threw it on the ground.
stepped forward.
Fucheng made way for him.
The boy showed embarrassment and asked hesitantly, "Mr. Zhuohuan, may I come in?"
Zhuo Huan didn't answer a word, didn't even look at him, and slammed the door on the boy's face with a bang.
Zhuo Huan looked at Fu Cheng: "Why are you standing there, go back and continue memorizing materials."
The author has something to say:
Zhuo Zha's father: Son, do you like the meeting gift that father gave you
Zhuo Anxi: Hehe.
Fu Chengcheng: [Stand calmly by the side and watch]