Chapter Ninety-Four: I'm Not Rare
"Maybe Yilang forgot to say it." Mrs. Gong laughed dryly, for fear of being exposed.
Gong Zheng didn't delve into it: "If you can let go of the idea of marrying Wen Yishu, I can retain your qualifications for the inheritance of the Gong Group." β
Gong Yibei fell silent, as if hesitating.
"Yibei, your father is heartbroken for you, you have to think carefully about this matter." Mrs. Gong accosted her on the side, how could it be from the heart?
She wished that Gong Yibei would give up the qualifications for inheritance.
Back then, it was because Gong Yibei rebelled against Gong Zheng and deprived him of the right to inherit.
Of course, her careful calculations are also indispensable.
Gong Yibei sneered, "Don't worry, I won't fight with your son for this inheritance." β
He seemed to see Madame Gong's uneasiness, and his eyes stared at the vicious woman.
"This little property of the Gong family, I'm not rare!"
His bloodthirsty eyes made people feel terrible.
Sometimes Gong Zheng also scares him from the heart.
"I said before, you have to be warm and comfortable!" His tough attitude puzzled Gong Zheng.
Since his mother's death, Gong Yibei's personality has changed greatly, and everything has to be against him.
Now this kind of big thing, he has to rely on his temper.
"I know you're fighting me, and this time, we're going to make a compromise." Gong Zheng rarely softened his temper, and it was indeed not expected by Gong Yibei.
However, marrying Wen Yishu is his most unswerving goal at the moment.
How is it possible to compromise.
"Heh, I'm not competing with you, if I have time to tell me this, it's better to take care of Gong Yilang and tell him to spend more time on the company and waste less time on my fiancΓ©e!"
Gong Zheng's eyes widened angrily, "You, you're just going to me off!" β
He coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up blood.
Mrs. Gong comforted him and said bitterly: "Yibei, why can't you be sensible? You've got to get mad at your father! β
Gong Yibei was expressionless and got up slowly, obviously tired of such a drama.
"By the way, I'll also inform you when I come back, I want to make the villa in the Yun family's courtyard a wedding room."
"You!" Gong Zheng pointed at him angrily.
The Yunjia Villa is a high-end community that many wealthy people in Beijing can't ask for, which was left to him by Gong Yibei's mother when she was alive.
It is also considered that Gong Zheng has a little conscience and did not snatch it.
"I don't need your consent for this either, I'm just informing you."
After speaking, Gong Yibei left without looking back.
Gong Zheng was so angry that he fainted, clutched his chest, and sat down on the sofa.
Madam Gong turned pale with fright, "Are you okay?" Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up? β
"No, I can't die yet!"
Gong Zheng didn't expect Gong Yibei to be so stubborn, and this matter has to be discussed in the long run.
The next day, not long after Wen Yishu arrived at the company, he received a call from Gong Yilang, asking her to discuss the cooperation project.
As soon as she went downstairs, she saw that Gong Yilang was already sitting in the hall downstairs waiting.
She was slightly surprised, and her tone was slightly apologetic, "Why don't you say anything when you come, so you have to wait here." β
"It's okay, I have a lot of time."
In contrast, she prefers Gong Yilang's gentle temper, but he is indecisive in doing things, and he will never be as resolute as Gong Yibei.
Subsequently, Gong Yilang took her to a relatively quiet building, where the white-collar elites in suits and leather shoes sat on the first floor, and the positions were also far away and did not interfere with each other.
Wen Yishu came here for the first time, and there was still some novelty, he was watching back and forth all the way, following closely behind Gong Yilang.
She also didn't notice that the man in front of her suddenly stopped, and his forehead hit the man's back.
She put on a lipstick when she went out to show off her complexion, maybe it was too strong, and the lip print was directly printed on Gong Yilang's light-colored coat.
Wen Yishu touched his forehead, looked at the lip print, full of guilt, "I'm sorry, I'll take this dress back and wash it for you." β
Gong Yilang glanced back and said gently, "It's okay, let's sit down first." β
"It's quiet, it's a good place to talk about work." Wen Yishu sat down and approved.
"Indeed, this is the office area of the Gong Group, if you like it, you can come often, and I will pick you up."
Wen Yishu waved his hand embarrassedly, "No, it's too troublesome." β
Gong Yilang smiled slowly, and there were two shallow pear vortices on the side of his mouth, which were very good-looking.
"How can it be troublesome to serve Miss Wen?"
These words made Wen Yishu inexplicably uneasy.
After chatting for a few words, Wen Yishu took out the documents of the cooperation project.
"Gong Shao, you take a look at this contract, if there is no problem, we can discuss it again."
Gong Yilang took it, skimmed it roughly, and quickly signed his name on the last page.
Wen Yishu was slightly startled and said with a smile: "Isn't Gong Shao afraid that I will do things in the contract?" β
Gong Yilang showed a very confident smile, "I'm sure Miss Wen won't do that." β
The two looked at each other and smiled, and were silent for a long time.
"By the way, I don't know if Miss Wen has time today, let's have a meal together?"
Wen Yishu looked at the time, at ten o'clock in the morning, thinking that she didn't have anything important, so she nodded and agreed.
"Okay, let Gong Shao break the fee once before, this time I'll treat you!"
"What's so embarrassing? Yishu, you can call me Yilang in the future. β
"Okay, then... Yilang is happy to work with. β
They left together and headed for a commercial building in the city center.
"I heard that the Vietnamese food at that house is not bad, so let's try it."
"Okay."
In the Yunjia courtyard, Gong Yibei sat on the empty sofa, the decoration here has been completed, everything is good, but there is a lack of a hostess.
Gong Yibei moved his finger and motioned for Chen Lei to come over.
"You say, if I propose to live with Wen Yishu, how will she react?"
Chen Lei's eyes widened, and his face was full of surprise.
"Boss, are you kidding?"
Chen Lei dared to assert that Miss Wen would definitely not agree.
Gong Yibei knocked his head dissatisfied, "There shouldn't be any woman who would refuse this kind of beautiful thing, right?" β
As he spoke, he looked confident.
Chen Lei discouraged him at this moment, "Boss, this matter is really hard to say, you know Miss Wen's temper, when have you ever met such a tricky woman?" β
Gong Yibei touched his chin and thought about it.
After a while, he got up.
"Boss, where are we going?"
"Where else can I go? Find my wife! β
Chen Lei revealed the sadness of a single dog, who was either tortured by the boss or fed dog food on this day.
The key is that Miss Wen is still a woman who can't be taken by her own boss for a long time, and he is also anxious to see him.
"Boss, you wait for me!"