Chapter Seventy-Eight: This Is the Sense of Oppression
"Manager Lan? Landot, huh? I left my job a few days ago! The club staff, who was still familiar with Wen Zu, said while leading him inside, "She is really too lazy to do it, and she doesn't seem to have gone through the resignation procedures by herself." ”
"Oh, that's a pity. I'll just have to find another chance to make up for her. Wen Zu replied calmly on the surface, but in his heart he was a little more worried about seeing Jiang Hu for a while.
Jiang Hu seemed to be fine, and when he saw Wen Zu, he smiled and reproached: "What are you doing today, you father?" Let's help accompany the guests here for half a day! ”
Wenzu's mother-in-law was holding the child, and Yi Qian hurriedly came over to help: "Oh, Uncle Jiang, it's me who is incompetent." Recently, there have been a lot of things in the company, and you can see that Brother Zu has lost a few laps recently. I'll ask him to have two more drinks with you in a while and pay you compensation. ”
"Hahaha." Jiang Hu laughed loudly, "You see, this family is going to bully me as an old man now." Hahaha. ”
Seeing that Wen Zu was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it, Chen Zi also walked over: "Dad Jiang, the people are almost there, why don't you take a seat first?" ”
"Yes, yes, Uncle Jiang, Sister Qian has spoken today, I will definitely accompany you for a few drinks." Wen Zu hurriedly invited Jiang Hu to sit down at the main table.
Yi Qian's mother handed over Wangwang to the nanny and aunt first, and she and her aunt went to the relative's table.
Wen Zu's father said that he didn't like this kind of occasion and said that he would come to see his grandson in two days, so Wen Zu and Yi Qian were at the main table to accompany the elders and VIPs.
Wen Zu sat between Jiang Hu and Lu Jia, first, to show respect, and secondly, to use his own amount of alcohol to see if he could pull Lu Jia to cooperate and get something out of Jiang Hu's place.
Because they were looking for a Saturday noon, everyone was able to let go, and after pushing the cup and changing the lamp for more than an hour, everyone gradually left the club happily.
Jiang Hu is worthy of being an old Jianghu, and he really wants to let go of drinking, and the amount of alcohol is not much inferior to Wenzu. Lu Jia's side was already drunk on the table, and Wen Zu did not find a suitable opportunity to "confront him" with him.
Yi Qian and the others came back after sending off the other guests, and when they saw that the three of them were like this, they were not yet happy, so they wanted to let them go.
She and her mother and aunt left with Wangwang in her arms first, and Chen Zi took the initiative to stay and stare at the three drunks.
"Sister Chen, me and Uncle Jiang, no, it's okay." Wen Zu glanced around, and stammered a little to Chen Zi, "You, do you want to send Mr. Lu back first, first?" ”
"Mmmm, you send Lao Lu first." Jiang Hu was also drunk, "This, this kid still needs me two glasses of wine!" ”
"Okay, you all drink less." Chen Zi called the staff and helped Mr. Lu up, "I'll come back later, let's all go back and have a good rest." ”
Glimpsing that Chen Zi had just left the room, Jiang Hu suddenly sobered up a lot, and spoke to Wen Zu first: "You really owe me a few glasses." ”
Wen Zu heard Jiang Hu speak first, so he used the strength of the wine to pretend to be stupid: "Yes, those two glasses just now are not enough, Uncle Jiang takes care of me so much, I have to drink two more glasses." ”
"That little girl surnamed Qin doesn't count, if you have one cup per person, you can drink more than two glasses." Jiang Hu smiled, took a bottle of wine from the middle of the table, and placed it in front of Wen Zu.
Wen Zu knew that there was no need to pretend: "Okay, everything is up to Uncle Jiang." I'll drink three more glasses! ”
"Did you not count the cup of the beautiful woman surnamed Wu, or did you not count the cup of Xu Erdu?" Jiang Hu's smile seemed to hide a knife.
"Sure enough, behind all this, Jiang Hu is manipulating." Although Wen Zu had already been mentally prepared, he still felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet at this moment, and instantly injected into his whole body.
Wen Zu didn't say anything more, picked up his wine glass, and drank four glasses in a row: "Uncle Jiang, I know that you have always taken good care of us. Xiaowen I don't have anything to say, thanks, thanks. ”
Jiang Hu didn't reply, and continued to look at Wen Zu with a smile.
Wen Zu took a deep breath, took the remaining half bottle of wine, and drank it in one go: "I, I'm just an ordinary person, and I'm already very content to have all this today." ”
Wen Zu pointed to the photos of Want Want and Yi Qian hanging in the room: "I now think about 'wife and children, hot kang head' every day, and other things are not important to me, they really don't matter!" ”
"Okay, if only you could think like that." Jiang Hu heard the door knock and it was Chen Zi who came back, "If there's anything in the future, we'll talk about it then." You have a good rest and take good care of your family. ”
Jiang Hu said and staggered to his feet, and Chen Zi and Wen Zu hurriedly helped him.
Jiang Hu pushed Wen Zu away: "I, no, it's okay." You're yourself, you're in good hands. Hahaha, happy, happy today. ”
Chen Zi glanced at Wen Zu with concern, and when he saw that Wen Zu was still quite sober and waved at her, he helped Jiang Hu to leave first.
After hearing the footsteps of the two slowly walking away, Wen Zu sat down, and actually had the urge to cry: "It's too difficult, this breathless feeling, it's too hard!" ”
Wen Zu didn't dare to think about it, why did Jiang Hu make such an arrangement today, even if he had just expressed his determination, did he really believe it?
What will he do next? How do I do that?
The psychological construction that Wen Zu did before was of no use to Shangjiang Hu at the moment. There are too many responsibilities on your shoulders, and if you don't pay attention to it, you may fall into the abyss.
Especially now sitting here alone, thinking of the picture of Jiang Hu hugging Wangwang when he had just eaten, Wen Zu felt that the blood in his body was going to coagulate.
"I didn't expect that I was still so scared in my heart." Wen Zu walked out of the room strongly, and immediately the staff of the club arranged for him to get into a nanny car and drive to the community where he lived.
"I thought I already had some chips and made some preparations, but when the real big guy appeared in front of me, he was still so vulnerable." After returning home, Wen Zu did not accompany Yi Qian and them out to bask in the sun outdoors, but smashed himself into the sofa like a puddle of mud.
The two days of the weekend passed quickly, and after Wangwang's 100-day banquet, there was no movement on Jiang Hu's side.
Wenzu seemed to have been put on a mantra by the Buddha, not only could not lift a little spirit, but also when he heard the phone ring, a trace of fear would rise in his heart.
After a day in such a trance, even Zonghou and several executives couldn't help but remind him to "have a good rest" when they saw him like this.
Wen Zu also knew how bad his state looked, but for the first time in so many years, he had become so depressed that he couldn't even cheer himself up.
I slept like this intermittently for another night, and the next morning, Wen Zu still went to work in the company.
He has already discussed with Yi Qian, asking her to adjust slowly, and then officially return to the company to exercise the powers of the chairman after the National Day. Wen Zu didn't want to worry too much about the company's side before this.
But as soon as he walked into the office building today, he felt something unusual!