This stepmother is a bit crazy

"Zhou Tuan, don't worry, we will try to make the scar as small as possible." When I saw the injury on his face, I knew it would leave a scar, but I didn't expect that after trying every means, it would still leave such a long scar.

"No, no, that's fine."

Zhou Zekai said with a smile.

The doctor and nurse looked at each other, not sure what he meant.
  Are you saying something sarcastic, or are you saying it to save them some face?

Why do I feel that his attitude is a bit different from ordinary people?

Zhou Zekai looked at himself in the mirror and felt silly and happy. If his legs hadn't healed yet, he would have flown back to see her right now.

He finally didn't look like her anymore, and he wanted her to see it right away.

Two years, two whole years without any news from her, and I don’t know if she is doing well now? Did you miss him at all?

Jiang Linran, who was in a meeting, sneezed and rubbed his nose.

Who is talking about her behind her back?

More than a year ago, Jiang Linran talked hard and tried his best to convince Zheng Hao to sell him most of his shares in Jingcheng Haoran Company, leaving only [-]%.

She wanted to invest in scientific research. It would take a long time to invest a lot, but it might not yield results, so she didn't want to drag Zheng Hao and the others down.

If Zheng Hao hadn't agreed, she wouldn't have stayed at all.

He established the Shuangmu Group in the south, and the shares were given to Zheng Hao, giving each of them a small share.

Zheng Hao is more, also ten percent.

Real estate, hotels, amusement parks, all kinds of projects, as the company grew, Jiang Linran felt that it was becoming more and more difficult for him to manage.

Fortunately, Zong Shaocheng and Huang Zhenglin were sent to night school to study management, and Yan Bingyang was there to give them some pointers, so things developed smoothly.

"Mr. Jiang, do you need me to accompany you to the cocktail party at the Chamber of Commerce tonight?"

Zong Shaocheng stood in front of Jiang Linran's desk and asked with concern.

This kind of socializing requires drinking. Before, either he or Huang Zhenglin followed, helping and blocking.

But even so, there is still something to drink.

Coincidentally, Huang Zhenglin didn't come back from his business trip this time. His wife was about to give birth again, so he had to go back and watch over her after get off work.

"No, I'll go by myself. You go home and spend time with Minmin. There's no timetable for giving birth. You can start it when you say it will."

She can still handle the occasional drink and socialize.

"Well, then you should pay more attention to yourself. If you can't avoid it, don't drink if you don't want to. In the worst case, you won't cooperate."

"Don't worry. I know."

Jiang Linran packed up the folders and picked up his backpack.

"I'll go back first, and you should go back early."

Zong Shaocheng, who was worried, followed him out and asked the driver, Xiao Deng, to be careful.

"Relax, head."

The driver, Xiao Deng, used to be his subordinate, and he introduced him to Jiang Linran as a full-time driver.

Jiang Linran went home, took a shower and dried his hair.

Open the closet and change into a dark red one-shoulder fishtail skirt.

Sit down in front of the dressing table, comb the front of your long hair close to your scalp and pull it into a bun.

Put on your makeup carefully in front of the mirror.

Take out a pair of pearl earrings and necklace from the jewelry box and put them on.

Get up, look in the full-length mirror, look before and after, come out with the small bag, and put on high heels.

Get on the bus at the door.

"Let's go."

"Mr. Jiang, I'll wait in the car. You should drink as little as possible."

"Okay. Don't worry, it won't be over soon. You can go for a walk around the area later instead of staying in the car."

The car stopped at the entrance of the club.

Xiao Deng went down and opened the car door and watched Jiang Linran walk up the steps.

I couldn't help but feel vaguely worried about her.

She is so beautiful at such a young age, and she is surrounded by a group of old fritters. Even if those people obviously abide by the rules, they are still a little ignorant from time to time, and they will make all kinds of thoughts.

Say something that doesn't mean anything, or touch your hands while toasting.

When I got back to the car, I took out the business management book I got from Zong Shaocheng and looked at it carefully.

With Zong Shaocheng and Huang Zhenglin as role models, he also wants to work hard to improve himself and give it a try. After Zhou Zekai got off the train, the sky was already full of stars. He called a car and went straight to Jiang Linran's villa.

Looking up, it was completely dark.

He looked down at his watch and frowned.

You haven't come back so late. Are you still in the company?

Turn around and come to the company again.

"Zhou Tuan?"

The company security guard poked his head out of the guard box in surprise.

Zhou Zekai followed the sound, looked at the man carefully, and asked uncertainly.

"Are you the boss?"

"Yes. I'm the big head."

Datou came out of the guard box and walked up to Zhou Zekai. He stood at attention and raised his hands with a smooth movement.

Zhou Zekai raised his hand and patted his shoulder: "Is it okay to work here?"

"Okay, it's good. The salary is high, the benefits are good, and Mr. Jiang gave us all shares, and there will be dividends at the end of the year. Moreover, Mr. Jiang said that we will also pay retirement benefits when we get old."

Datou smiled cheerfully, extremely satisfied with his current life.

"That's good. I just went to see Mr. Jiang's house and no one was there. Do you know where she is now?"

"It seems that he went to attend some cocktail party. The deputy manager of the address knows."

"Are you talking about Zong Shaocheng?"

"Ah."

Zhou Zekai took the address and came to Zong Shaocheng's home.

Zong Shaocheng opened the door and saw Zhou Zekai. He was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing.

"Zhou Tuan? You're back?!" He raised and put his hand up and down in surprise and joy. If not for Zhou Zekai's awe-inspiring aura, he would have stretched out his hand to give him a big hug.

"Well, I'm back."

"Just come back, just come back."

The grown man almost cried with joy.

"We'll continue another day. Can you give me the address of the reception?" Zhou Zekai asked straight to the point.

Seeing that he was in a hurry to see Jiang Linran, Zong Shaocheng didn't waste any words.

Two years ago, Zhou Zekai swore in public that he had seen it with his own eyes.

Zhou Zekai took the address and walked to the front of the club.

The clubhouse's neon-lit door illuminates the splendor inside.

He stood on the side of the road, pondered for a moment, and walked straight to the parking lot.

Stopped in front of a black car.

In the driver's seat, a young man with a short haircut was holding a thick book in his hand, looking down at it carefully.

Zhou Zekai opened the car window and looked at him.

He raised his hand and knocked on the window gently.

"River···"

Xiao Deng, who thought it was Jiang Linran, looked up at Zhou Zekai and lowered the car window.

"You are"

"I, Zhou Zekai, am Jiang Linran's friend. Zong Shaocheng asked me to come here and wait for her."

Zhou Zekai? No wonder it looked familiar, and I suddenly remembered the legend that was quietly circulated in the company, saying that the leader of their famous Flying Eagle Group was once Mr. Jiang's boyfriend.

Open the car door and get out.

Zhou Zekai put his luggage in the car.

“Is this a lot of wine?”

Xiao Deng, who didn't know what he meant, thought about it for a moment.

Nod honestly.

"Many, public and private, at least three or four times a week, but Mr. Jiang brings Vice President Zong and Director Huang with him most of the time, and rarely comes by himself."

After finishing speaking, Zhou Zekai said nothing.