Chapter Twenty-Five: Sure enough, it's his stepfather

Zhong Yibai has been waiting for Zhong Nanji.

From the time I got home from school, I waited until the sun went down and the sky outside was getting dark.

He ran to the kitchen again, "Grandma Guo, did my dad call back?"

"Nope. ”

"Oh. ”

He ran back to the living room, leaning in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and looking in the direction of the door, hoping to see Zhong Nanjun's car appear.

At this moment, Zhong Yibai realized what it means to be long-sighted.

Finally, ten minutes later, the familiar car slowly drove in and stopped in a fixed parking space.

Zhong Yibai cheered, and then ran to the entrance.

For the first time, he took the initiative to open the door of the villa for Zhong Nanji.

Zhong Nan pulled down, raised his feet and strode towards the villa.

Looking at Zhong Yibai, who was standing at the door looking at him with a look of anticipation, he asked out loud while raising his feet into the house, "If you commit a crime, I advise you to put away your flattery, this trick is useless to me." ”

Zhong Yibai closed the door of the villa, and his white and tender little face was full of injured expressions.

"Comrade Lao Zhong, why don't you want me to order it. ”

Zhong Nanshu changed his shoes and strode towards the living room, "Okay, then where do you come from?"

Zhong Yibai followed him, "Let me tell you this, I have been doing very well in school recently, if you don't believe it, you can ask Su Su." ”

Zhong Nanshu didn't stop, went upstairs directly, and ignored him.

Zhong Yibai saw that he ignored him, so he was anxious and followed upstairs.

Because of the request, the tone softened a little.

"Dad, I want to talk to you about something. ”

"Hmm. ”

"Do you have time tomorrow?"

"Nope!"

Zhong Yibai, "...... Dad, I'm talking to you about business, can you think about it before answering?"

"Your question doesn't need to be considered. ”

Zhong Yibai didn't go around the bend with him anymore, and said directly, "At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, there will be a performance for children on June 1st in the auditorium of our school, Su Su said, and all the parents of the children will get it." ”

Going up to the second floor, Zhong Nanshu turned the corner and walked towards his bedroom.

The footsteps did not stop, and the voice followed, "Call your grandparents, if they don't have time, I'll send a secretary over." ”

As soon as Zhong Yibai heard this, the small universe that he had endured in his heart suddenly exploded.

He rushed in front of Zhong Nanjun and blocked Zhong Nanjun's way.

straightened his small waist, looked up at his little face, and glared at Zhong Nanshu angrily.

"You're still not my father?The other children are all parents, why do I have to be grandparents?" Maybe it was really sad, Zhong Yibai's voice was a little choked, "I know you're not my real father, but since you raised me, why can't you raise me well?"

Zhong Nanshu lowered his eyes and looked at the child in front of him, with a bubble of tears in his big round eyes.

The corners of the originally straight lips couldn't help but hook, "Do you have a show?"

"Hmm. ”

"What time does it start tomorrow?"

Su Su said, before nine o'clock the parents get, in the school auditorium. ”

"Hmm. ”

Zhong Yibai's eyes lit up, "What do you mean? So you agreed?"

Zhong Nanjun bypassed him and walked towards the bedroom with his feet raised, "It's best not to embarrass me tomorrow." ”

Zhong Yibai, "......"

The emotion that had just sprung up suddenly vanished.

Zhong Nanji, sure enough, is his stepfather!

......

Before going to bed at night, Zhong Yibai was so excited that he couldn't sleep, so he sent a WeChat message to Su Mian.

Can't type, so can only pronounce voices.

"Susu, did you sleep?"

But wait, wait, wait, wait for a while, and I didn't see Su Mian reply to him.

So I couldn't help but send a message over, "Are you asleep? I don't really have anything to do, I just want to tell you that my old bell promised me to go to my performance tomorrow." ”

Su Mian was taking a bath, and when she came out of the bath, she saw the message Zhong Yibai sent her.

clicked on, and when he heard Zhong Yibai say that Zhong Nanshu was going to school to watch him perform tomorrow, for some reason, Su Mian became inexplicably nervous.

There's another show of her tomorrow......

After thinking about it, she still sent Zhong Yibai a message back.

"Aren't you happy? Then behave well tomorrow and make him proud of you. ”

Zhong Yibai immediately replied to her, "Of course, I must make him look down on me, he always looks down on me." ”

Su Mian couldn't cry and laugh bitterly, feeling that the grudge between the father and son was a bit deep.

......

The next day, Chung's Group.

After the morning meeting, Zhong Nanshu took the lead out of the conference room, and Yan Qingming followed closely behind him.

A moment before entering the president's room, Zhong Nanjun stopped.

Turning around, he looked at Yan Qingming, "I postponed the itinerary after nine o'clock in the morning." ”

Yan Qingming, "Mr. Yu of Qiming Group made an appointment with you at half past nine to discuss the contract......

Qiming Group has always been a partner of Zhongshi Group, and the relationship between the two companies has always been very good, and this cooperation is also expected by both companies.

Zhong Nanshu pondered for a moment, "Ask Yu Qiming, can the time be set in the afternoon?"

"Good. ”

Yan Qingming turned around to make a phone call, and Zhong Nanshu raised his feet and entered the president's room.

As soon as he took off his blazer and hung it on the hanger on the side, Yan Qingming came in.

"Mr. Zhong, Mr. Yu is already here, just downstairs ......"

Zhong Nanshu frowned slightly, and after a while, he said to Yan Qingming, "Call Secretary Meng in." ”

"Yes. ”

......

Kindergarten auditorium

The auditorium is brightly lit, and the stage is beautifully decorated without losing innocence.

Backstage, Zhong Yibai, who was wearing a martial arts performance uniform, stretched out his little head several times and looked at the audience.

But there were too many people in the audience, and he didn't find the person he was looking for after a few rounds.

He wouldn't have come, would he?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhong Yibai couldn't calm down, and raised his feet and walked up to Su Mian, who was tying the hair of his other children, "Su Su, can I borrow your mobile phone to use it?"

Su Mian was busy making pigtails for the children who came on stage for a while, and he was too busy to spare his hands, so he said to Zhong Yibai, "In my bag, go get it yourself." ”

Su Mian's bag was placed on the table next to her, Zhong Yibai opened it and took out her mobile phone from it.

The mobile phone number was already familiar with it, Zhong Yibai skillfully pressed down the number and dialed it out.

......

In the small conference room of the Zhong Group, Zhong Nanshu was listening to the people of Qiming Group talk about the content of the contract.

There was a laptop in front of him, and the screen showed the content of the contract that the other party was explaining.

He rested one hand on the arm of the chair and the other on the table, with his phone at hand.

The phone is muted, but when a call comes in, the screen will light up.

He didn't want to pay attention to it, but out of the corner of his eye, he inadvertently swept the name of the caller displayed on the screen, hesitated for half a second, and reached out to take it.

He raised his hand and made a pause gesture to the person in charge of Qiming Group, got up and walked out of the conference room with his mobile phone.

The door slammed shut, and he pressed the answer button.

"Teacher Su. ”

He thought it was Su Mian, but the voice from there was......

"Dad," Zhong Yibai's voice was crisp and immature, "Are you here?"

Zhong Nanshu was silent for a moment, and then spoke slowly, "I'm busy here, I can't get over it for the time being, so I let Secretary Meng pass." ”

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time, and then he hung up the phone.

Zhong Nanshu listened to the sound of 'toot' sheng from the microphone, and his eyebrows wrinkled.