Longtian Group

Zhong Tiancheng glared at his son with hatred, his eyes were full of anger, magazines and newspapers were spread all over the place, and the whole office looked extremely messy.

"Something that doesn't make a difference! Tell me before that he held a racing competition to promote the group, and vowed to me that he would definitely win the championship, but as a result, the 'Longtian Cup' was taken away by others, don't you think it's ridiculous! You'd better do this kind of showy thing twice, make me angry, and you can do whatever you want. Zhong Tiancheng scolded with his neck held high, and sat back in his chair with a restless breath.

"It's already like this, what else can I do! It's to blame, I can only blame you for not finding a reliable magazine at that time, and if you gave them money, they smeared us. Zhong Zai stood there and said indifferently.

"You, you still dare to beat me up, you really want to be angry with me!" Zhong Tiancheng slapped the table angrily with one hand and covered his stomach with the other.

"You're laughing, how dare I be angry with you, you are my breadwinner, I'm so angry with you, I can't live. Tired to ask, have you scolded enough, I've gone home after scolding enough, grandma is still waiting for me to eat at home. ”

After speaking, he strode out of the door, and his front foot was just about to step out of the threshold, when he turned his head and said again: "By the way, I'll say more, next Monday is my mother's birthday, I don't care if you go or not, I have to go anyway." After leaving the next sentence, he slammed the door and left.

Zhong Tiancheng's face turned blue by Zhong Ziqi, his hand kept pressing his stomach, and he was looking for medicine from box to cabinet.

Zhong Tsai walked out, closed the door, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes and squinted for a while.

Assistant Qiao walked over and asked with concern, "What's wrong?" Quarreled with your dad again? ”

"Nothing. Sister Qiao, do you have any medicine for his stomach pain? He was afraid that he would have a stomach problem again. ”

"I have it here, don't worry, I'll give it to him."

Assistant Qiao sighed, the father and son obviously care about each other, but they always want to hurt each other in this way, why bother.

Zhong Tsai walked to the door, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number, "Hey, have you found out what I asked you to check for me...... Is it, I'll just say, I've finally caught his weakness, so you can help me do something......" Zhong Tsai opened the car door, sat in the convertible sports car, and galloped away.

Cheng's Group

Cheng Yuan walked slowly to the president's office with a steady step, passing through the staff office area, only to see that the employees were not working seriously, but gathered in groups of three or five to form a small group of people to discuss the heat, he quietly walked to the group closest to him, and asked curiously: "What are you looking at?" So excited? ”

The man turned back impatiently and was about to speak, after seeing this person clearly, he gasped, at the same time, everyone raised their heads, and in an instant, all the employees present stood up at the same time as if they had been trained, and shouted in unison: "Hello general manager!" ”

"You don't have to be nervous, a thread is tight, and I won't deduct everyone's salary if you relax occasionally. Alright, let's get to work! ”

Seeing the general manager so kind, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little ashamed at the same time, and everyone returned to everyone and started to work.

Cheng Yuan strode towards his office, and Secretary Chen greeted him: "Mr. Cheng, good morning." ”

Cheng Yuan glanced at her, shifted his gaze to her desk, and waved his big hand: "Bring your things, come in." ”

"Yes." Secretary Chen responded, suddenly felt his scalp tingle, picked up the magazine that she had just pressed under the document, and entered the president's office tremblingly.

The people working in the office craned their necks and craned their heads to watch the movement in the office.

Cheng Yuan threw the briefcase on the table, took off the blazer without hurry, and Secretary Chen took it with great insight and hung it on the hanger next to him.

Cheng Yuan sat on the leather chair, picked up the magazine and flipped through it casually, and asked with a smile: "Do you usually read this?" ”

Secretary Chen was sweating, for fear that the general manager would blame, so he replied cautiously: "I usually watch it, but it's not as exaggerated as today." ”

"Oh? So what is the big news today that makes you so out of control? Cheng Yuan asked with interest.

Secretary Chen swallowed his saliva, thinking that it would be impossible not to answer, so he said in a slur and "...... It's because ...... Master. ”

Cheng Yuan turned to page 22 of the magazine under the instructions of Secretary Chen, and everything was clear. sighed in his heart and said to Secretary Chen, "Okay, I know, you go down." By the way, I want to explain to everyone, I still hope that this situation will not happen again. ”

"Yes, General Manager." Secretary Chen was sweating and slowly withdrew.

Cheng Yuan sighed, picked up the landline and dialed it to Cheng Yan.

Cheng family

Mr. Cheng and Cheng Nuo's grandchildren had just come back from riding from the horse farm, and they walked into the house with a smile, and saw Mrs. Cheng pruning flowers and plants with a big pair of scissors, Cheng Nuo called sweetly: "Grandma, I'll help you." ”

"You're back. You don't have to do it, don't get hurt by the flowers. Mrs. Cheng pushed her precious granddaughter behind her.

"It's fine." Cheng Nuo insisted on taking the scissors from his grandmother's hand, trimming them in style, and asked, "Grandma, where are Xiao Yan and Xiao Che?" ”

"I was called to the company by your father, and I looked panicked when I left, I was afraid that I didn't do their work seriously." Mrs. Cheng said angrily.

Steward Jin walked in from the courtyard with a big belly, and Cheng Nuo couldn't help but joke when he saw it: "Grandpa Jin, you really look like a prime minister now." ”

"How?" Butler Jin smiled.

"The prime minister can hold a boat in his belly." Cheng Nuo shook his head and said mischievously.

Everyone knew that she was laughing at Butler Jin's increasingly plump beer belly, and couldn't help laughing.

Butler Jin was not annoyed, smiled kindly, made a joke, and handed the package he had just gotten from the door to Mr. Cheng.

Cheng Nuo stopped, took the teacup from Xiaoling's hand, and said with a smile: "I'll come." ”

"Yes, miss." Xiao Ling bowed slightly and retreated.

"What's that?" Mr. Cheng fumbled.

"It's like a book." Butler Jin sat on the stone bench and said uncertainly.

Mr. Cheng took the thread around and opened it to see that it was a magazine and a tightly packaged CD.

The two looked at each other suspiciously, and Cheng Nuo skillfully made tea for several elders and asked, "Who sent it?" ”

"I don't know, I don't have a name, and I don't have an address." Mrs. Cheng looked at the cover of the package.

"Could it be sent to Xiao Yan?" Mr. Cheng asked.

"How come, don't people write 'Mr. Cheng Xin receives'? You don't think people can't tell the difference between 'faith' and 'words', do you? Mrs. Cheng said.

"That can't be said, what if this person writes an extra side?" Mr. Cheng said humorously.

Cheng Nuo: "Could it be that your old subordinate sent it, so why did you send you this magazine?" ”

"It's useless to guess so much, just open it and see." Mr. Cheng made the final decision.

Cheng's Group

The car stopped at the gate of Cheng's Group, and as soon as Cheng Yan's right foot stepped out of the door, he was dragged back by Jin Che, and turned around and said dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing!" ”

"Well, I'm not going in." Jin Che said with a shy face, causing Cheng Yan to shudder, touching his head and shouting pain.

"It's really unjust, so you can stay here. I'll come when I go. ”

Jin Che looked at Cheng Yan and walked away, which was called a tragedy.

Jin Che hid in the car and shook his head: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone." ”

After muttering a few words back and forth, the mobile phone rang, and when I saw it, I was relieved, and answered the phone with a smile: "Miss, the sun is coming out of the west, why did you remember to call me?" ”

Anxin was in no mood to joke with him: "I can't get through to Cheng Yan, what about others?" Is it with you? ”

Jin Che suddenly realized: "Oh, he's in a hurry, his mobile phone may have been left at home." We're in the company, and he's just gone up. You've only been back for a few days and you've been missing him? ”

Anxin completely ignored Jin Che's quip, and said anxiously: "Something is wrong, have you read the latest issue of SPEED magazine, Huayun Club published the news of Cheng Yan's racing award in the magazine, as well as photos, which occupy a large part of the page." ”

On the other hand, she was talking endlessly, and Jin Che had to interrupt her: "I know, isn't this just because of this incident Uncle Cheng was caught in the company?" ”

"What happened to Cheng Yan?" Anxin asked worriedly on the other end of the phone.

"It is estimated that there is a storm upstairs, Uncle Cheng knows it, it's okay, the big deal is to be scolded, as long as grandpa doesn't know, everything will be fine." Jin Che analyzed.

An An slowly spoke: "Paper can't keep the fire after all, I see, it's difficult to hide this matter." ”

The two of them sighed one after another, for Cheng Yan.

"Grandpa, if there's any movement there, you must tell me as soon as possible." Anxin instructed.

"Well, don't worry." Jin Che nodded.

As soon as Cheng Yan entered the office hall, he was greeted by all the staff, with envy, curiosity, worry, and even some schadenfreude in his eyes. Cheng Yan just smiled faintly at everyone, and pushed open the door of the office.

Cheng Yan had something to do, but he didn't dare to be as poor as usual, although he asked Secretary Chen not to let anyone in, he still subconsciously locked the door after entering the door.

When Cheng Yuan saw him come in, he just glanced up at him, his eyes were secretive, just a glance, and then lowered his head to continue the work at hand.

Cheng Yan was afraid that Cheng Yuan would hang him for half an hour to make him reflect like before, so he hurriedly opened his mouth: "Dad, how did you know that I participated in the racing competition?" ”

Cheng Yuan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him, so he picked up the magazine from his left hand side and threw it to Cheng Yan, Cheng Yan took it mechanically, looking at the SPEED magazine with a beautiful cover design, a little inexplicable.

"Turn to page 22." Cheng Yuan signed another big name, then put down the pen and looked at Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan suddenly understood in his heart, but he couldn't help but have some doubts, saying that this matter has been going on for so long, why has it only been reported now, and his eyes swept to the name of the reporter who reported - "Lin Jing", he muttered this name, could it be the reporter he saw on the racing track that day?

"Done? Is there an explanation? Cheng Yuan kept a straight face, cherishing words like gold, and his cold tone made Cheng Yan's heart tremble. Because of his family education, Cheng Yan has always been respectful and polite to his elders, not to mention that he is facing an uncle who is like a father, and he knows that his family is against his racing car, and even taboo.

"There's nothing to explain, I admit the punishment, Dad, I just beg not to let Grandpa know." Cheng Yan pleaded.

"You're happy." Cheng Yuan stood up and took out a thumb-thick rattan from the drawer, Cheng Yan was no stranger to this "torture instrument".

Cheng Yan and Jin Che have been in the company since they can remember, learning experience behind the elders' butts, and they will often be assigned tasks, rewarding those who complete the tasks well, punishing those who do not complete them, and being dragged to the office to be beaten if they are really wrong.

Cheng Yuan locked the door and closed the curtains.

"Haven't you been beaten here for a long time, I'm embarrassed, I forgot the rules?" Cheng Yuan looked at him with a smile.

Cheng Yan sneered in his heart, remembering that he had nicknamed Cheng Yuan for joking with Jin Che before-Smiling Tiger, which was really suitable for him.

Cheng Yan no longer hesitated, walked to the wide maroon desk and lay on it, pouting his buttocks, and when Cheng Yuan was about to drop the board, the phone rang.

Cheng Yuan picked up the phone with a cold face, and after hanging up the phone, he sighed and glanced at Cheng Yan, who was still pouting and waiting for the board, and stuffed the rattan in his hand back into the drawer.

Cheng Yanzheng was puzzled, and Cheng Yuan announced his tragic fate: "Yes, let's go home and suffer again." A thunderbolt struck Cheng Yan's head, and Cheng Yan shouted in his heart: "Thunderbolt on a sunny day!" ”