Chapter Forty-Eight: The Rebellion and the Separation
"Recently, the wind has been very tight, and some leaders who had a good relationship with me in the past are under investigation, and now they need to reopen the relationship, so the expenses are a little bigger......" The beads of sweat on Jing Zhengyang's forehead rolled down.
"Although I am sick in bed, I still know some news, I heard that even those who were originally very familiar and did not accept the investigation are now afraid to collect money, and the reception expenses of the major families in Jiangcheng are declining year by year, so our family does not fall but rises......" The scrap king raised his voice and asked.
"This ...... These are all secrets, who dares to tell the truth? Jing Zhengyang continued to quibble.
"Oh? Am I lying? The scrap king nodded, he has done business all his life, he has read the account books for a lifetime, and he has looked at the people for a lifetime, he doesn't have to look at the account books if there is any problem with the accounts, just look at the people in charge of the accounts, Qi Yue is still very young, and the experience is not enough, Jing Zhengyang is even more ...... The play between the two of them is too obvious, the accounts are not only problematic but also very big, he didn't care much about these, it's just some money, Jing Zhengyang is his son-in-law, it doesn't matter if he spends some money, anyway, the meat is rotten in the pot, and it can't be cheaper than outsiders.
But what Yang Zhouxian said to him is also very reasonable, Ruixue has been married to him for so many years and still has every child, Xiong Ruixue is very good, but it is an iron law that a man becomes bad when he is rich, what if Jing Zhengyang gives birth to a flowery intestine? He himself can find a young woman who can abandon his original partner, but when he thinks that Jing Zhengyang dares to betray his daughter and hurt his daughter's heart, he can't help but be angry, after all, his son is too young to be the head of the family, let alone protect his sister, which gives outsiders an opportunity.
"Zhengyang, your mother is hospitalized these days, you just take care of it in the hospital, you don't have to rush to work, the company I will help you for a few days, although I am sick, but the doctor said that I am recovering well, temporarily manage the company for a few days as a exercise, and then your mother-in-law is here." After speaking, the scrap king glanced at Yang Zhouxian next to him.
Jing Zhengyang was stunned by this sudden news, and stammered a little: "I...... I...... It's still young, it's okay to be tired, but Dad, don't be tired......"
"Don't worry, my own body knows by itself, I can work half a day every day for the past few days, and the rest of the half day will not be affected." The scrap play is clearly implying that Jing Zhengyang only works half a day in the company, and he doesn't know what he is doing at the rest of the time, "Also, hasn't Ruixue come home these days?" My mother-in-law didn't come back to visit her when she was injured, and so did her mother, since she was sick, why didn't she recuperate at home, she had to live in a hotel, you quickly called her back, and let her mother come back with her. ”
Jing Zhengyang only felt that his chest was like a boulder being pressed, and he was about to lose his breath, he looked up at Yang Zhouxian, but saw that Yang Zhouxian was pouring a cup of tea from the thermos cup for the scrap king with a concerned face: "Husband, you drink saliva first, the doctor told you to drink more water." ”
"Hmm." The scrap king took the water cup from Yang Zhouxian's hand and took a sip, Yang Zhouxian knew how much sincerity he had, but Yang Zhouxian was too young and too beautiful, and he gave birth to a son for himself, just be able to accompany him to old age, feelings are such things, he knows that Yang Zhouxian is not reliable, but Yang Zhouxian smiled at him gently, and snuggled into his arms, he was like a demon and didn't remember anything, he glanced at Jing Zhengyang and Qi Yue, who made him feel pressured in the house, With a beauty like Yang Zhouxian, how can he not make him regard all young and handsome men as enemies?
"You two go out first, and I'll look at the report." The scrap king said calmly.
"Yes." Jing Zhengyang and Qi Yue spoke in unison.
Jing Zhengyang went out as if he was stepping on cotton, and Qi Yue was half a body behind him: "I have accepted an offer from a company in the capital, and I will join the company in three days, and I will submit my resignation report tomorrow." ”
"Why did you quit?" Jing Zhengyang was a little incredible.
"I don't know what you're thinking, and I don't want to be clear, but I don't want to be dragged down by you in the future, no matter where I am, I'm a part-time worker, and I don't want to tie myself tightly to you." Qi Yue felt that his future was not only the financial director, which company in Beijing was a Fortune 500 company, and the treatment given to him was an annual salary of one million dividends, so he didn't want to accompany Jing Zhengyang here to take risks, although Jing Zhengyang's father was a big leader, but maybe one day the big leader would become a big leader.
"Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again. Jing Zhengyang yelled, frightened the surrounding employees, but Qi Yue put his hands in his trouser pockets and whistled away, leaving the angry Jing Zhengyang standing in place.