Mengbao's secret order, Daddy, you have to be good

Chapter 280 Face, I Earn Itself

Humans are the most snobbish and rebellious species of all animals.

Just like the scene in the conference hall today, a group of people panicked and yelled "There is a ghost!" and then rushed to avoid it.

But in the blink of an eye, this group of people shook hands and bowed to the ghost, showing a flattering attitude.

After a group of directors took turns to "welcome" Young Master Zong, one of the most senior directors spoke.

"It's better to hit the sun than to choose the day. Since everyone is here today, it's better to elect the new chairman first, so as to save trouble in a few days."

People with knowledge of current affairs immediately echoed, "Yes, yes, it doesn't matter if we old bones are idle and have nothing to do. A young talent like Zong Shao is always busy with such irrelevant things, which is a waste of life." .”

Soon, all the directors unanimously decided to immediately vote on the spot to elect a new chairman and a new president.

Jiang Qi was very satisfied with the success of these directors. Of course, he was also very satisfied with the result, and secretly compared his thumbs to Zong Zhe.

Regarding the happy situation in front of him, Zong Zhe just pulled his lips and smiled.

He is a very clear person, so he naturally understands that it's not because of his personal charm, but that these directors are all snobbish people, and whoever the Zong family earns the most money from, they will support whoever comes to power.

And he dared to come back swaggeringly, because he was sure of the directors.

On the other side of the chairman's seat, Zong Mao was shocked by the transfer letter, and he was sitting with a sullen face, thinking about something without saying a word.

The other brothers and sisters, seeing the situation reversed and unable to turn around, looked at each other a few times and got up one after another. Zong Sheng, the leader, walked to Zong Zhe's side, and put their shoulders together to show their intimacy.

"Azhe, why didn't you tell us when you came back? Let's have dinner together tonight, we uncles and nephews have a drink and catch up."

In Zong Sheng and the others, the meaning of being able to bend and stretch is excellently interpreted.

Zong Zhe let Zong Sheng put his arms around his shoulders, and smiled at his uncles and aunts, "We have to eat, but not tonight!"

joke!

His family now has a wife and children who are hot on the kang, he just wants to finish this shit meeting quickly and go back to coax his wife and daughter, so as not to face the greasy faces in front of him that he has been watching for decades!
"Azhe, aren't you being so shameless?"

Being rejected so directly, Zong Sheng couldn't hold back his face.

After all, he betrayed his elder brother and turned to Zong Zhe to support him.

As everyone knows, Zong Zhe doesn't care whether these uncles and aunts support him.

He is a person who will only be soft-hearted towards people he cares about, such as grandma Bai Shao Xiaoluzi.

For other people, as long as they get in his way, he is meeting gods and killing gods, meeting Buddhas and killing Buddhas.

"Face is something you earn yourself, not someone else's!"

Zongzhe still had a smile on his face, but anyone could hear the hint in his words.

Zong Sheng saw that his initiative to curry favor could not get any benefit, and even touched the ashes on his nose, his face turned cold immediately, he withdrew his hand stiffly, and squinted at Zong Zhe.

"Azhe, it's better to leave a bit of leeway in everything and accept it as soon as you see it. In life, Feng Shui takes turns. No one knows what will happen in the next second."

These words may be a little deterrent to others.

However, to Zongzhe's ears, it's not even as good as a fart.

"Yeah, third uncle is right! I guess, just half an hour ago, you guys were still thinking about where you would go to travel after you got this dividend, right? Now? You just want me to die again, right?"

The only person who can coax Zongzhe with sweet words is Bai Shaoxiaoluzi, the others, no matter how nicely they speak, are just ironic jokes to Zongzhe.

Especially the few relatives in front of him, Zong Zhi already recognized the true colors of these people when he was a few years old.

Mentioning his death, Zong Sheng's expressions immediately changed.

Zong Zhe was not interested in admiring their change of face, so he turned his head and gave Jiang Qi a wink. Jiang Qi understood, stood up and said to the directors, "Since all the directors have unanimously decided to re-election on the spot, Mr. Zong has no objection. Now everyone can freely Discuss, vote in half an hour."

Zong Zhe waited for Jiang Qi to finish speaking, stood up, and waved to Jiang Qi, "Jiang Qi, come here."

Jiang Qi has been with Zongzhe for so many years, so he naturally understood his intentions, and led Zongzhe straight out of the conference hall, "Go to my office?"

The two of them were silent all the way, until they entered the office, Jiang Qi stretched out his palm and gave Zong Zhe a high-five.

"Master Zong, well done!"

Zong Zhe pursed his lips, "What is this trivial matter?"

Jiang Qi poured him a glass of warm water and handed it to him, "Young Master Zong, did you arrange it that way at that time, were you prepared to turn back at any time?"

Zongzhe took the water, shook his head and said.

"I never thought about turning back. If it wasn't for Bai Shao and Xiaolu, I wouldn't be back!"

In the past, for Zong Zhe who had "died" once, there was nothing worthy of his nostalgia in this city.

Until, knowing that he has a daughter, knowing that the woman he loves deeply, perhaps, loves himself as deeply as he still loves her...

His heart, which was frozen to death by the cold and snow, was like spring on a dead tree. After being stained with sweet rain, the buds burst out of the tree and grew when the wind came.

"That's right, your relatives are really chilling..."

Among Zong Sheng's uncles and aunts, Zong Mei's uncles and aunts are second, and Zong Zi's heart is most chilled by his own father, Zong Mao.

Jiang Qi never mentioned Zong Mao's reaction after Zong Zhe's "death". After all, even grass and trees cannot be ruthless.

"Forget it, don't mention them!" Zong Zhe was not affected by the past, took a sip of water, looked up at Jiang Qi, "Call Li Xuan over tonight, how about having dinner together?"

Zong Zhe really wanted to go back and spend a warm little life with his wife and children as a family of three, but Jiang Qi had helped him so much over the years, and he had to express it out of emotion and reason.

How could Jiang Qi fail to see Zong Zi's thoughts?
"Of course we need to eat, but not tonight." Jiang Qi leaned back on the sofa and stretched comfortably, "Let's go to another day, wait for Xiao Luzi to get used to it, and find a time to have a good meal. "

Zong Zi generously accepted Jiang Qi's kindness.

He patted Jiang Qi on the shoulder and said gratefully, "You have worked hard these few days. Next, we still have a lot of work to do. Tell Li Xuan and ask her to take care of you."

Jiang Qi glared at him, "Do you still need to be so polite with me?"

Seeing that Zongzhe drank all the water in the glass, Jiang Qi got up to refill him.

"It's not that you don't know her, and you can't see her when you're busy, so she won't have any ideas. You can feel free to order me around."

Zong Zhe was moved in his heart, but his face didn't show anything. He took the water and said "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)