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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

It is said that the development of Piron Island is in the middle, and the daily work of the two should be more closely connected. However, since that day at the Huguang Hotel, Zhong Wenhao was obviously deliberately avoiding him, leaving all matters to the assistant to convey without direct contact with him, and even going to report to the old man staggered the time with him.

Han Lie has been with Mr. Smith for the past few days, and he doesn't happen to have any leisure to talk to him, but it is the first time that the two have met in many days.

Finding that Zhong Wenhao turned around to walk out, Han Lie's eyes narrowed slightly: "You know the process of the signing ceremony, right? ”

Zhong Wenhao stopped when he heard this, "Isn't Uncle in full control?"

Han Lie raised his eyebrows: "Is it interesting to play personal grievances on official affairs?"

Zhong Wenhao felt a sense of tightness in his chest that he had been taught: "Where did the uncle see me playing personal grievances?"

Han Lie snorted very softly: "Hairy boy." ”

Zhong Wenhao felt that his heart had been punched again, but before he could refute, Han Lie looked serious and serious: "Don't put on an unconvinced expression if you don't have personal grievances." Now I'm not your uncle, and you're not my nephew, you're here to cooperate with my work and obey my arrangement. ”

"You-"

"Let me ask you one last time, are you clear about the process of the signing ceremony? Have you read the questionnaire handed in advance by several mainstream media? Do you know the key points that should be emphasized in answering the questions?"

Han Lie's question, to Zhong Wenhao's ears, was not so much a reminder of concern as a malicious humiliation, and his face turned gloomy: "Don't take the chicken feathers given by your grandfather as an arrow! I am not the first day to manage the Zhong family, and it is not the first time to attend this kind of occasion, so I don't need you to tell me what to do!"

Han Lie squinted at Zhong Wenhao, but didn't remind anything more, only said, "Just get ready." Don't make a mistake with you. ”

The second half of the sentence made Zhong Wenhao's chest tightness and shortness of breath, but Han Lie had already gone to the other side lightly, and after taking a few steps, he suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "By the way, I only found out when I went to see the old man last night, you took Qiang Qiang back to the villa to raise the baby?"

Zhong Wenhao's nerves tensed for a moment, and he asked coldly: "What's the matter?" Grandpa didn't say anything, do you have an opinion?"

The meaning of the words can be understood as "which onion are you?"

Han Lie looked at Zhong Wenhao indifferently, "No opinion." ”

With that, he smiled indistinctly and continued on his tracks.

Zhong Wenhao stared coldly at Han Lie's back, his fists clenched tightly - although his mother had analyzed the situation for him and told him to befriend this uncle, but now he couldn't face Han Lie calmly! Especially after two or three confrontations, he understood that this uncle didn't like him very much. If this is the case, he is very skeptical, will the help that his mother said really be there?

After that, Zhong Wenhao didn't have time to come back to be unhappy about this little episode. Outside the venue, guests and media reporters have come to sign in one after another, and several of them are familiar with each other, Zhong Wenhao naturally has to say a few words to each other.

The ceremony officially began, the whole process went smoothly, the speech, the signatory, and when the contract was signed, Zhong Wenhao, as the representative of the Zhong family, signed the contract, and shook hands with Mr. Smith.

The media Q&A session was basically carried out as expected, but because Han Lie's identity had not been announced to the public in a big way for the time being, a few reporters with a little rumor occasionally asked a few questions against Han Lie, which was quite suspected of spying on the Zhong family, but fortunately was cleverly blocked by the host.

After the signing of the contract, a small banquet was arranged, and the etiquette guided everyone to the banquet hall next door one after another. Mr. Smith still only talked and laughed with Han Lie, Zhong Wenhao was about to follow with a blue face, when a hotel waiter suddenly walked up to him: "May I ask if it is Mr. Zhong Wenhao Zhong?"

Zhong Wenhao nodded and asked, "What's the matter?"

The waiter handed out an envelope in front of Zhong Wenhao: "There was a guest just now, let's give it to you personally." ”

"Who?"

The waiter shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

Zhong Wenhao took the envelope and flipped it back and forth to look at it twice. The paper was clean, nothing was written, and the envelope was not glued, only folded.

He frowned, pinched open the envelope with his side, and shook the contents out.

A photo comes into view.

After seeing the content of the photo clearly, Zhong Wenhao only felt that the blood in his whole body rushed to his head for a moment, and he rushed towards Han Lie, grabbed his collar, and threw his fist at his face without hesitation.

Caught off guard, Han Lie took a solid beat, and took two steps back by inertia to stabilize his body, causing the women around him to scream and dodge away.

"Han!" Mr. Smith helped Han Lie, Han Lie made a gesture that he was okay, and then raised his icy eyes to look at Zhong Wenhao. Zhong Wenhao glared at him, Huo Ran clenched his fist and was about to smash it over, but Han Lie quickly blocked it with his palm, pushing Zhong Wenhao to stagger several steps.

Zhong Wenhao was furious: "The surname is Han! You and Tong-"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Han Lie step forward quickly, grabbed his arm, and took advantage of the opportunity to get close to him, lowered his voice and warned coldly: "No matter what happens, you have to go crazy and wait until you go back!"

Zhong Wenhao was stunned for a moment, only to find that several reporters who had not had time to leave the venue had already taken out their cameras and clicked desperately, and some people even talked on the phone while walking out with an excited gossip face, and it was estimated that in a few minutes, the photos of him hitting Han Lie would be all over the city.

Thinking of the consequences, Zhong Wenhao was afraid of cold sweat - he was carried away by the content of the photo, and he actually forgot the occasion at hand.

Han Lie let go of Zhong Wenhao, and when he looked back at everyone, he already smiled, pressed his hand and said, "I'm sorry everyone, it's okay, it's just a small misunderstanding." ”

This understatement was naturally not convincing, and Han Lie implied that the staff would remember the media who had just taken the photo, and then quickly informed the group's public relations team to negotiate.

Only then did he come to clean up Zhong Wenhao: "Give you two choices, either continue to go through the banquet process with me, and then go back to Zhong Mansion to see the old man and make it clear." Or, if you feel like you still can't control your emotions and want to beat me, get out of here now!"

Zhong Wenhao met Han Lie's sharp eyes and said indignantly: "You wait for me!"

Han Lie stared at his figure leaving in a hurry, a trace of mockery almost imperceptibly crossed the bottom of his deep eyes.

*

Zhong Wenhao drove all the way out of the hotel. In less than a while, the mobile phone rang in various ways, including Zhu Jinhua's, Zhong Jie's, and Zhong Yuanshan's.

He smashed the steering wheel in a rage and directly removed the phone battery, only to feel that the world was much quieter.

had a good signing ceremony, but he made a mess under his impulse, and he could fully imagine how angry his grandfather would be. He didn't even think about how to deal with it.

Moreover. Now there are more important things to do than clean up the mess!

Back at the villa, Zhong Wenhao entered the door aggressively, and met Zhu Jinhua who was waiting in the living room, and was scolded by her: "People all over the world don't answer your calls, I thought you didn't dare to come back!

Zhu Jinhua pointed to the news on TV, his face turned green with anger, "What's the matter?!What are you doing beating your uncle?!Or is it at the signing ceremony?!

Zhong Wenhao squinted at the speed at which those reporters posted news faster than before.

"Let's go, now go back to the Zhong Mansion to see your grandfather immediately!" Zhu Jinhua grabbed Zhong Wenhao, "I have already called to help you apologize to Han Lie, he doesn't care about your madness, and promised to help you speak in front of your grandfather." ”

"He doesn't care about my madness?" Zhong Wenhao seemed to hear a joke, bypassing Zhu Jinhua and going upstairs: "What about Tong Qiangqiang?"

His tone was very unkind, Zhu Jinhua's heart tightened, and he pulled Zhong Wenhao back: "What are you doing? What kind of anger do you want to spread at your daughter-in-law? You should listen to my words, right? It's too late to coax her now, don't-"

"Coax her mother's bullshit!" Zhong Wenhao roared suddenly, the green tendons on his forehead all bulged, and he threw the envelope in front of Zhu Jinhua with scarlet eyes: "Mom, look at it yourself!"

"What ......?" Zhu Jinhua picked up the envelope suspiciously, pulled out the photo inside, and suddenly his face was full of shock, "This ...... It's ......"

I saw that in the photo, a man and a woman hugged each other on the sofa and kissed affectionately. Although it is not a face, it can be completely recognized, it is clearly Han Lie and Tong Qiangqiang!

"Both of them are like this, do you think Han Lie should be beaten!Do you think I still want to coax Tong Qiangqiang?!" Zhong Wenhao fiercely snatched the photo from Zhu Jinhua's hand, "I want to hear what that slut has to say!"

Zhu Jinhua was stunned, and quickly came back to his senses: "Wait! Wait! Don't go yet!" She struggled to stop Zhong Wenhao and tried to ask calmly: "Where did you get the photos from? Have you confirmed the authenticity? Could it be computer-synthesized?"

"Mom, you still want to help them talk?!" Zhong Wenhao was angry, "I'll tell you the truth, I have long suspected that there is a cat between the two of them! A few days ago, Tong Qiangqiang disappeared all day after running away from the hospital, just staying with Han Lie, I went to pick her up that morning, and I saw them talking and laughing, Han Lie didn't let me take her away, and sneered at me for a long time. ”

"This is not the first time! He had warned me a long time ago that I should treat Tong Qiangqiang well. Also, Tong Qiangqiang fell down that night, and Han Lie hugged Tong Qiangqiang so nervously, didn't you see it? Even the second aunt noticed that there was something between them, and kept saying that Han Lie loved his nephew and daughter-in-law!"

"No, no, no, you wait. Zhu Jinhua seemed to have a little difficulty accepting what Zhong Wenhao said. Stroking his forehead, he sat on the sofa with a headache, "Wen Hao, calm down first, let my mother take care of it." ”

"Mom-"

"I said let me take care of it!" Zhu Jinhua angrily stopped him.

Zhong Wenhao shook his hand with a blushing face, and sat down opposite Zhu Jinhua indignantly.

After a while, Zhu Jinhua eased up and said: "Qiang Qiang has been taken by me since she was ten years old, you and I know very well what kind of character she is." She won't have an affair with Han Lie behind your back. ”

Zhong Wenhao pointed to the photo: "Then how do you explain this?"

Zhu Jinhua picked up the photo. Frown and look closely. From the point of view, it is clear that it was secretly filmed.

"Where did this picture come from?"

"I don't know. When I was at the venue, someone asked the waiter to bring it to me. ”

Zhu Jinhua twisted his eyebrows: "You haven't even found out who sent it, how do you know what the person who sent you the photo has any intentions?"

Zhong Wenhao retorted: "Why can't someone find out about the adultery between the two of them and kindly tell me?"

Zhu Jinhua was silent for a few seconds and made a decision: "Since it was secretly filmed for you, you should treat it as if you didn't know anything until the matter is investigated." ”

Zhong Wenhao had a cold face: "You let me continue to wear a green hat and let Han Lie laugh at me behind my back?"

Zhu Jinhua also had a cold face: "Don't forget that Qiang Qiang is still pregnant with your son in his belly." Even if I find out that there is really a green hat later, I have to endure it until the child lands safely before cleaning up!"

"Mom!"

"Alright, this matter is settled in the first place. The relationship between Han Lie and Qiang Qiang must be investigated, but you are not allowed to speak in front of Qiang Qiang!" Zhu Jinhua stood up, and then ordered, "Now you go back to Zhong Mansion immediately, and give your grandfather a reasonable explanation for the matter of beating your uncle at the venue just now!"

Zhong Wenhao also tried to fight: "Mom-"

"Go!" Zhu Jinhua ordered him.

Zhong Wenhao knew her temper well, and didn't dare to be disobedient anymore, gritted his back molars, glanced upstairs, and left angrily.

In the living room of Zhong Zhai, Zhong Jie and Hu Xiaoting's family of four were there, and when they saw Zhong Wenhao, Hu Xiaoting stopped being funny with Zhong Runing, and teased with his eyebrows: "Oh, Wen Hao is here? ”

"If you don't speak, no one will treat you like a dumb person. Zhong Jie reprimanded Hu Xiaoting unhappily, and immediately went to the direction of the study, reminding Zhong Wenhao: "Come in." Your uncle and grandfather are inside. ”

Zhong Wenhao walked quickly, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door. The moment he pushed the door in, a teacup smashed over and would have fallen at his feet, and if it weren't for the carpet on the floor, it would have shattered at this moment.

"You still have the face to come back?!" Zhong Yuanshan's angry voice followed.

Zhong Wenhao immediately knelt on the ground, "Grandpa, I'm sorry." Be careful not to get angry. ”

"I'm sorry for the use of a fart?!Go and see for yourself how those news are written! I don't know the inside story that you are jealous of your subordinates. Those who know the inside story say that the Zhong family's uncle and nephew are on the wall!coughcoughcough-" Because of his emotion, Zhong Yuanshan's voice changed tone, and he coughed several times in the middle of speaking, Han Lie stepped forward and helped him smooth out, "It's me who couldn't stop those reporters in time-"

"Alright. It's not your responsibility. Zhong Yuanshan interrupted Han Lie and lowered his face slightly, "The people in the public relations team have been too comfortable in recent years, and now they can't deal with difficult problems in time, but today's incident is a wake-up call for us, it's time to change fresh blood." Third, you're in charge of this matter. ”

Zhong Wenhao, who was kneeling on the side, raised his head in response - just a moment later, Han Lie's hand reached into Zhong's public relations team again?!

His indignation was undisguised on his face, and Zhong Yuanshan looked at him squarely, "What's the matter? What kind of expression do you have? What are your dissatisfaction with your uncle?"

Zhong Wenhao remembered Zhu Jinhua's advice, and hurriedly shrugged his head in repentance, "No." No. ”

"I didn't have any dissatisfaction with your uncle, but you told me why you beat him?!"

Zhong Wenhao suppressed his uneven anger, thinking about coming up with a perfunctory reason he had made up on the way here, so he heard Han Lie say coldly: "This matter is my fault." ”

Hearing this, Zhong Yuanshan turned to look at Han Lie, "What's the matter?"

Han Lie's silent and deep eyes were full of seriousness, and he explained calmly: "A few days ago, I was visiting the resort as Mr. Smith, and in order to find a companion for Mrs. Smith, I made a proposal to let Qiang Qiang help. Later, he was probably too tired, and after Wen Tianhao took Qiang Qiang back, Qiang Qiang's body became uncomfortable. So Wen Hao saw me at the venue today and got angry with me. ”

Hearing this, Zhong Wenhao was already stunned, not because Han Lie excused him, but because Han Lie's half-truths actually said that Tong Qiangqiang was not feeling well.

Is it a coincidence?

Why did he inexplicably feel that Han Lie knew everything about his disguised house arrest of Tong Qiangqiang?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhong Wenhao's back was a little chilly.

"I see. Zhong Yuanshan was stunned, "No wonder Jinhua said a few days ago that she would let Qiang Qiang go back to the villa to raise the baby, and she herself went over to take care of it." He frowned and asked Zhong Wenhao, "How is Qiang Qiang now?"

Zhong Wenhao's thoughts were pulled back and he replied, "It's okay." ”

Since it was about Tong Qiangqiang, Zhong Yuanshan forgave most of it, glanced at Han Lie, and finally didn't blame it, he was silent, and said to Zhong Wenhao: "Okay, get up." If you love your daughter-in-law, you love your daughter-in-law, but your uncle didn't mean it. Speaking of which, I hadn't seen Qiang Qiang for a few days, so when she got better, I took her home and let me see it. ”

Zhong Wenhao nodded and got up.

"The media, you uncles and nephews should discuss it yourself and see how to solve it. Zhong Yuanshan rubbed his eyebrows a little tiredly.

The two responded to each other, called the maid to come in to serve Zhong Yuanshan, and left the study by themselves.

Only then did Zhong Wenhao carefully look at the corners of Han Lie's lips with bruises. Although he made the news, recalling the feeling of the punch at that time, Zhong Wenhao did not regret it at all, but felt painful.

Han Lie quietly took Zhong Wenhao's smug look into his eyes, sneered in his heart, pursed his lips coldly, and asked, "Can you tell me now, what are you beating me for?"

After he reminded him, Zhong Wenhao's mind was filled with the picture on that photo again, and he felt his temples twitch one by one, but his mother asked him to endure it!

Han Lie stood quietly, as if waiting for Zhong Wenhao's answer.

Zhong Wenhao tried his best to suppress his emotions, staring at Han Lie's unfathomable eyes with a smile: "It's nothing. Just like Uncle said. It's just a misunderstanding. ”

Han Lie looked at him calmly and hooked his lips, "I'll leave first if there's nothing." ”

"Oh, yes. At the end of the day, he remembered that Zhong Wenhao of the ward: "I already have a way to deal with the negative news in the media." ”

In fact, Han Lie's tone was sparse and ordinary, but now Zhong Wenhao didn't like him no matter how he looked at him, and he only felt that Han Lie was showing his work ability intentionally or unintentionally.

He didn't understand. Before Han Lie came back, he didn't care about the Zhong family all the time, why didn't he do anything well after Han Lie appeared?

Seeing that Han Lie's car was driving away in the direction of going to the company, Zhong Wenhao was reluctant to follow his ass and go now. However, when he thought of having to face Tong Qiangqiang when he returned to the villa, he was even more reluctant, and finally hit the steering wheel and turned to Tianfu Apartment.

On the one hand, because of the wrong person who slept with him, and on the other hand, because of Tong Qiangqiang's pregnancy, Zhong Wenhao has not come here to find Hou Ling for a while. Most of the calls were made to him by Hou Ling, and the content was nothing more than the latest situation in An Lu.

I thought he came suddenly, and he didn't call in advance to inform him that Hou Ling might not be there, but as soon as he rang the doorbell, the door opened, and Hou Ling still looked charming and charming, scratching her head and posing, as if she was waiting for him deliberately.

Sure enough, the first thing she said was teasing: "I guess you will come to me in less than three days to relieve your worries." There is really a kind of young master Zhong, who caused such a big disaster. ”

Zhong Wenhao walked into the living room and saw that the news of him beating Han Lie was being broadcast on the TV, and he instantly understood, and turned off the TV in annoyance.

Hou Ling took the initiative to help him bring the wine out of the wine cabinet, took two more glasses, and walked up to Zhong Wenhao with a smile: "Let me guess." Most of the contradictions between men and men are inseparable from women. Huh?"

Zhong Wenhao glanced at Hou Ling and remained silent.

"Let me guess again......" Hou Ling pondered, coquettishly elongating her voice, "should he ...... Slept with your wife, right?"

She seemed casual, but she poked Zhong Wenhao's suspicions, and he couldn't help jumping up from the sofa like thunder: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

"I'm just kidding, what are you doing so angry?" Hou Ling sat on Zhong Wenhao's lap, slapped his palm on his chest, and added: "People who don't know still think that you have no silver here." ”

"You-"

"Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing, I don't talk much~" Hou Ling stopped at the right time and intimately wrapped her arms around Zhong Wenhao's neck. He picked up his glass and poured it into his mouth in court.

Zhong Wenhao touched Hou Ling's waist with ground, Hou Ling avoided it as if she was afraid of itching, and was pulled back by Zhong Wenhao.

"Didn't you ignore me for the sake of your wife, and what are you looking for me to do now?" Hou Ling squinted and asked, vaguely picking on the coquettish in her tone.

"What do you say I'm looking for you?" Zhong Wenhao smiled meaningfully, "Don't be hard-mouthed, I haven't been here for so long, aren't you lonely?"

"Do I need to be lonely?" Hou Ling hooked Zhong Wenhao's chin with her fingers and smiled charmingly, "The man who pursues me is in a long line outside, and he can't see his head." It's you, if you don't come again, I won't be a rare servant. ”