Chapter Twenty-Six: Disbelief
"How so?"
Cheng Qingling was stunned, before Yuan Dao said that the project leader would definitely be her, but she laughed it off, and didn't take Yuan Dao's words seriously, but now it seems that what Yuan Dao said turned out to be true!
Even Cheng Mingzheng's eyes widened at this time, with a look of surprise and joy on his face.
Why did the project leader return to Lime again? Yuan Xiaohong and Cheng Mingzheng couldn't figure it out for a while, but as long as Lime took over the project leader again, it meant that their family would rise from now on!
In the past, when I went to Mr. Cheng's house for a family meeting, I was always discouraged, but now, I can finally straighten my waist and finally raise my eyebrows!
"Hmph, I've got some kind of conspiracy!"
Looking at Yuan Xiaohong's triumphant expression, Cheng Mingtang's face became extremely pale.
"Don't think I don't know, you just want to empty the power of the old man and dominate the Cheng family's family business! Fortunately, the old man Cheng has seen through your conspiracy! Now we have an amusement park project in hand, look at how you Cheng Mingtang still fight with our big house!"
Yuan Xiaohong crossed her hands on her hips, and the smug look on her face was unreservedly revealed, she just wanted Cheng Mingtang to see it.
In the past, Cheng Mingtang had taken possession of all the benefits, but he didn't say much about the cool words of the big house, and now he finally has the opportunity to raise his eyebrows, with Yuan Xiaohong's character, he naturally wants to go back.
"Hmph! too lazy to waste a conversation with you crazy woman!"
With a cold snort, Cheng Mingtang turned around and was about to leave, he really couldn't stand Yuan Xiaohong's angry appearance in front of him.
"Cheng Mingtang, go back and tell Old Man Cheng that he will come to see the lime in person! Our lime is not a soft persimmon, he can withdraw if he wants, and he can give it if he wants, why!"
Yuan Xiaohong said proudly.
"Mom, how can you do this!" Cheng Qinglime stomped his foot angrily.
This old mother, if she gives some paint, she will dare to open a dyeing workshop!
"Can't you say a few words? The project leader is back in the hands of the lime, don't lose it again!" Cheng Mingzheng was also anxious.
Even Yuan Dao raised his eyebrows unconsciously, this mother-in-law is really a person who will repay her!
"Don't go too far!" Cheng Mingtang's face turned even pale.
Old man Cheng is a one-handed existence in the Cheng family, and no one in the Cheng family has ever dared to let the old man come to apologize!
"Hmph, I'll leave you here, you can do it yourself!" Yuan Xiaohong snorted coldly with an arrogant expression, turned his head to Lime and Cheng Mingzheng and said, "Let's go, let's go home!"
Subsequently, Yuan Xiaohong directly pulled Cheng Mingzheng and Cheng Qinglime upstairs, Yuan Dao could only follow behind them, but he left Cheng Mingtang in place.
"You're ......!"
Cheng Mingtang couldn't even say anything.
"Mom, you're too much! Since grandpa gave me the project leader again, let's just take over, why do you have to make trouble! If grandpa gets angry and gives the project leader to the second uncle, you can cry!"
Being dragged by Yuan Xiaohong's arm, Cheng Qingling couldn't break free at all.
"Don't worry! Since Old Master Cheng has replaced the person in charge of the project with you, it must be Young Master Ding who is behind to help you! What is there to worry about! With Young Master Ding as our backstage, we can finally raise our eyebrows and breathe a sigh of relief! Look at that Old Man Cheng and Cheng Mingtang in the future, do you dare to underestimate us!"
Saying that, Yuan Xiaohong also glanced at Yuan Dao with contempt, as if he deliberately said it to Yuan Dao.
"Mom, what are you talking about?"
Cheng Qingling was about to refute, but saw Yuan Dao shaking his head slightly at her.
"We have to thank Young Master Ding!" Yuan Xiaohong said and opened the door of the house, and went to her own bedroom, as if to call her fox friends to show off.
Cheng Qinglime pulled Yuan Dao into his bedroom.
"Yuan Dao, why don't you let me explain it to my mother?" Cheng Qinglime sat on the edge of the bed angrily.
"Hehe, even if you explain, your mother won't believe it. Yuan Dao smiled slightly.
How could she believe that she told her mother-in-law that the project leader had returned to Lime as her own credit?
Cheng Qingling nodded slightly, feeling that Yuan Dao's words were reasonable, her mother had been completely confused by the family background of the Ding Ji family, if it was Yuan Dao's help, even if she said it was broken, she would definitely not believe it.
"Then you are willing to be looked down upon by my mother?"
"As long as you can afford me!"
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Cheng Mingtang drove to Old Man Cheng's house immediately, and he wanted to tell the old man about it.
The old man is angry, maybe he will directly drive the Dafang family out of the Cheng family, and from now on, no one will be able to share the family property with him!
When he was driving on the street, his mobile phone suddenly rang, he glanced at it, it was his son Cheng Lanying's number, and immediately picked it up.
"Dad! I let that kid from Yuandao break his leg and is now in the hospital! You hurry up to the hospital, I'm going to have surgery soon!"
Cheng Lanying's hoarse voice came from the earpiece.
"What! you mean...... Yuan Dao broke your leg......? How is this possible! Yuan Dao, that kid with thin arms and legs, how could he dare to beat you! Besides, aren't there still a few people with you around you?"
Hearing his son's words, Cheng Mingtang immediately parked the car on the side of the road.
He didn't believe that a waste like Yuan Dao would break his son's leg no matter what!
"Dad! Hurry up to the First People's Hospital! I'm dying of pain! The operation needs to be signed by the family! Hurry up!"
After speaking, Cheng Lanying hung up the phone directly, and now his face was distorted in pain, and he didn't want to say more on the phone at all.
Cheng Mingtang immediately turned the car around and went to the First People's Hospital of Liangcheng, and no matter whether his son's leg was broken by Yuan Dao or not, he was just such a son!
Within ten minutes, Cheng Mingtang came to the First People's Hospital of Liangcheng in a hurry, asked the nurse, and found the ward where Cheng Lanying was.
"Son, you ...... How are you?"
Seeing that Cheng Lanying was really lying on the hospital bed, Cheng Mingtang hurriedly ran to the bedside, but he was in a hurry.
"Dad, you should hurry up and find a doctor to sign first, I'm about to die of pain!"
"Okay, okay, I'll go!"
Led by the nurse, Cheng Mingtang came to the doctor's office.
"You are Cheng Lanying's father?" the doctor shifted his gaze to Cheng Mingtang.
"I'm Cheng Lanying's father!Doctor, hurry up and sign for surgery!" Cheng Mingtang was anxious.
The doctor took out an X-ray and said, "Let me explain the situation to you first! Your son's lower leg tibia is comminuted and fractured, and the operation is a bit difficult, and even if the bone is successfully grafted, there may be sequelae!"
"What, doctor, what will be the sequelae?" Cheng Mingtang only felt that his mouth was dry.