Dressed as the school's stepmother, creating a flying tyrant for the whole family

Chapter 36: Mary Sue has an absolutely fair and just heart

"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"

There was a knock on the door of the president's office.

"Mr. Ying, there is a guest looking for you."

Ying Huaixu didn't raise his head, his voice was low and cold: "Come in."

The office door was opened, and a man in a black suit and gold-rimmed glasses who looked to be in his forties walked in.

The eyebrows and eyes are somewhat similar to Ying Huaixu's, the raised eyes are full of light, the temperament is noble and gentle, and there is always a slight smile on the corner of the mouth.

"Huai Xu."

Hearing the familiar voice, Ying Huaixu suddenly stopped holding the pen in his hand. He raised his head and saw the person, his eyes paused, and the coldness between his eyebrows rarely melted away.

"Second uncle?"

Ying Fangxu is the younger brother of Ying Huaixu's father, so he can be regarded as a son of old age.

After Ying Huaixu suddenly left the country the year he inherited the group, he never came back.

He only occasionally sends messages home to report that he is safe. No one knows what he is doing abroad.

When Ying Huaixu was a child, Ying Fangxu was very good to him, almost treating him as his own son, and talking to him from time to time.

Therefore, Ying Huaixu has been closer to him since he was a child.

He left without saying a word, and Ying Huaixu sent people to search for him for a long time. Finally, after receiving the news that he told him not to look for him and that everything was fine, Ying Huaixu gave up and continued to look for him.

Unexpectedly, he came back without saying a word.

It’s been nine years, right?
Ying Fangxu smiled with a smile on his lips and walked to the desk: "What? Don't you know your uncle anymore? Huai Xu is more mature and steady than nine years ago."

There was a hint of nostalgia in his tone.

"When did you come back?"

Ying Huaixu closed the document in his hand, and his voice showed no fluctuations in emotion. The habit he had left behind in business wars over the years made people unsure of his thoughts.

"Not two days ago, I just got off the plane the night before yesterday. My second uncle brought you an aunt and a cousin. Next time I come to my house, I will introduce them to you."

Ying Fangxu sat down on the sofa, crossed his legs and put his hands on his legs. Mirage's high-end suit was straight, so he thought he was having a great time abroad.

Mirage suit store is the brand at the top of the overseas pyramid of Yingshi Group.

High-end prices range from as low as one million.

Ying Huaixu stopped what he was doing, and the two chatted a little about what happened in recent years.

Most of the words were spoken by Ying Fangxu, while Ying Huaixu listened quietly and responded from time to time.

"Second uncle has studied management abroad in recent years, and has reached a high-level position on his own in a listed company. So when I come back this time, I want to help you manage Yingshi Group. Second uncle left that year, leaving you alone in Yingshi Group. , can you blame the second uncle for forcing you to grow up?"

Back then, Ying Huaixu's father was in poor health and was unable to manage the company. His grandfather was old, so the task of managing the Ying Group naturally fell on Ying Huaixu.

I originally thought that my second uncle would help me, but I never thought that my second uncle would suddenly leave. Ying Huaixu, who had just left school, would have to bear this burden alone.

At that time, the top management of the board of directors had been coveting this position.

Fortunately, everything is over.

"Everyone needs to grow up. Don't worry about it, second uncle. If second uncle wants to stay, I will ask Assistant Qu to arrange a position for you in the company."

Hearing this, Ying Fangxu showed a hint of relief: "Huai Xu has indeed grown up, don't worry, my second uncle will not let you down."

After chatting for a few more words, he stood up and said, "Then my second uncle will go back today if he has something else to do. When he is free, he can come home and try your aunt's cooking."

"Ah."

Watching the figure disappear from the door, the door was closed with a click.

Huai Xu's expression, which softened slightly, froze again.

With an undercurrent surging in his eyes, he rang the bell at hand.

After a while, Qu Siheng opened the door and walked in: "Mr. Ying."

"The technical department is currently short of a supervisor. Let him go." Ying Huaixu said calmly, "Let Fang Ting take care of him. Anything related to him must be reported to me."

Qu Siheng had stayed by his side the longest, so he naturally understood the meaning of his words.

"Yes."

Qu Siheng exited, and the huge office became quiet again.

Ying Huaixu walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looked down at Ying Fangxu as he came out of Ying's Group, got into the car and drove away.

Nine years is neither long nor short. But it's enough to change one person.

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After coming out of the hospital and having a meal, Li Zhao drove to the appointed Serendipity Cafe.

When you open the door, the slightly cool air-conditioning air and the aroma of coffee hit your face. The high-style interior design and wooden furniture give off a strong retro atmosphere.

Li Zhao saw Song Yanzhou sitting by the window at a glance.

Song Yanzhou's eyebrows showed impatience.

He looked at her with dissatisfied eyes, seeming to blame her for coming so late.

Li Zhao pretended not to see it and strode to sit opposite him.

As soon as she sat down, the waiter came over and asked, "What do you two want to order?"

"A glass of iced Americano, thank you."

"Same."

"Ok."

Li Zhao got right to the point, took out the folder and USB flash drive, put them on the table, and pushed them in front of him.

"Yanzhou, I brought you what you asked for."

Li Zhao had a sweet voice and looked at him shyly, with a little pride, as if waiting for his praise.

In order to make Song Yanzhou not suspicious, she specially practiced the original owner's previous delicate appearance all night, and also modified the plan to hide the pitfalls of the plan. The real big pitfall was at the end of the USB flash drive.

With the files as a shield, I guess he wouldn't read the contents of the USB flash drive to the end.

What she hates most in her life are scumbags who play with emotions and take advantage of people's hearts.

Song Yanzhou read the contract with a cold face.

When he raised his eyes to look at her, he met her loving eyes, with unconcealed disgust in them.

But she still had to praise her: "Well, you did a good job."

Li Zhao pretended not to see the disgust in his eyes, pretended to be shy, and looked at him expectantly: "Yanzhou, is there any reward?"

Even she couldn't stand the delicate and artificial look.

After getting the things, Song Yanzhou didn't bother to stay with her for even a minute.

He took out a check from his pocket and handed it to her, saying impatiently: "Here is three hundred thousand. If nothing happens, I'll leave first."

The smile on Li Zhao's face froze for an instant, and he lowered his eyes and stared at the check for 300,000 yuan.

His expression was almost tense.

Where are the beggars sent? !
Seeing that she didn't react at all, Song Yanzhou thought she was stupidly happy.

Yes, he knows Ying Huaixu.

She was extremely wary, thinking that she would not have a hard time at the Ying family.

He sneered, picked up the files and USB flash drive, stood up and left.

[Dang-dang-dang! It’s Q&A time! Reward: Memory fragments of the original owner. ]
The sound of the system instantly brought her thoughts back.

Memory pieces!

She is very satisfied with this reward!
[The warm sunshine in the afternoon shines through the window into the coffee shop. Song Yanzhou got what he wanted and gave you a check casually. Looking at you who were so happy that you were stunned, he showed a certain amount of disdain and a certain amount of ridicule. With an indifferent smile, he stood up and left. He happened to bump into the coffee shop assistant, and the ice cream in his hand spilled onto Song Yanzhou's shirt on his chest.

Excuse me, what is the temperature of iced American style?

A, 0 degrees B, 10 degrees C, -30 degrees D, 199 degrees]
alms?

Too happy to be stunned?
There was a crack on Li Zhao's perfect face, and the veins on his forehead twitched faintly.

In comparison, the two at home are simply too cute.

Her eyes kept wandering to option D.

She knew that this answer was definitely wrong, and she had an absolutely fair and righteous heart.

She raised her hand and chose without hesitation——

D.

(End of this chapter)