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

Chapter 8
Zong Zhe left home and didn't go back to the company. Instead, he went back to Zong's mansion.

"Stinky boy, do you still dare to come back?"

As soon as Zong Mao saw him, he remembered the teapot that he threw out in a rage this morning. It was an orphan he had been looking for for a long time.

"Why don't I dare to come back, this mansion was left to us by grandpa, and it's not yours alone!"

Zong Zhe ignored Zong Mao's anger, and sat down on the sofa, slumped on the sofa in a distorted manner, and only raised his hand to signal the servant to bring him a glass of water.

Zong Mao glared at his round eyes angrily, "Do you think that the fact that your grandfather left this house to us means that the Zong family belongs to us?"

Zong Zhe waved his hand, "No! No! I have never underestimated your good brothers!"

Zong Mao was so angry that he lifted his foot and kicked him.

"Now that you know it, why are you making such a big fuss about me? What's wrong with Xiaozhi? Her family background is comparable to ours. If you want to look good, you need to be knowledgeable, nothing is better than your little secretary who didn't even go to college. ?”

Zong Mao was already very angry about the wreath proposal, but now, he couldn't care less about pursuing the wreath proposal.

Because, judging from Li Donghai's reaction, as long as his son is willing to apologize sincerely, they are willing to accept his prodigal son's return. That's why they clamored to go to L City with them to find their son that day.

But this naughty son thought that Lou Zi hadn't poked enough. This farce happened one after another, and it didn't count that Li Xiaozhi was angry. Get ready for the long game.

Zong Zhe rubbed his ears impatiently, "Dad, Bai Shao and I slept together, what's the use of telling me these things?"

"Nonsense, when did you become so responsible? Didn't you just go to bed? Just give me some money and get rid of it?"

Zong Mao took it for granted, and stared at his son with piercing sharp eyes, as if he wanted to see through his son's mind, seeing that the other party didn't make a sound, he said again.

"Based on what I know about you, you don't look like someone who can flirt with people!"

Zong Mao pressed on step by step to test, but Zong Zhe didn't answer. Seeing the servant brought water, he straightened up to take it, raised his head, his Adam's apple surged, and drank the warm water in one gulp.

Zong Zhe was holding the empty cup, and his slender fingers unconsciously tapped on the wall of the cup, meeting Zong Mao's scrutinizing gaze.

"Dad, if we didn't talk about it before, it doesn't mean we won't talk about it now!"

"Bullshit! You're 29, and I've never seen you talk to anyone!"

Until now, Zong Mao did not believe that his son really fell in love with the little secretary.

As for the adultery he saw that night, he was more willing to believe that it was just the two having sex after drinking.

In this world, everything has a price. He knows this, and so does his son.

"Bai Shao is the one who made us angry by making mistakes after a night of fun?"

"Dad, Bai Shao and I are not just playing around, we are serious!"

Zong Zhe spoke very sincerely, and for a while, it was hard to doubt the authenticity of his words.

Zong Mao did a thorough investigation before he dared to call him back.

"Seriously? Seriously enough to transfer 100 million to her after one night's sleep?"

Zong Zhe is not stupid, when he transferred the money to Bai Shao, he already expected the doubts like today.

"I love her. Her family is in trouble. What if I transfer 100 million to her?"

Who stipulates that giving money must be a transaction?

It can also be because of love, because I feel sorry for my girlfriend, so I waved my hand and gave her a sum of money to relieve her urgent needs.

Zong Zhe is not stupid, and Zong Mao's father is certainly not stupid either.

"Azhe, you treat me as your father and I'm a fool, don't you?"

Zongzhe shook his head, "Of course not, I can barely use my brain, and it's thanks to your good genetics."

Zong Mao was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, he asked him to come back today, one is to solve Bai Shao's matter, and the other is to clean up the mess of Li's family as soon as possible.

Then Li Donghai is not easy to bully, he was slapped in the face one after another, and now he is spreading gossip to the media, and next, who knows what tricks he will play?
This rebellious son can be shameless, but he still wants Zong Mao's old face!

"How do you clean up the stall at Li's house?"

Zong Zhe stood up straight away, handed the cup to the servant beside him, and tugged at the wrinkled clothes caused by his lazy sitting posture.

"Dad, I've said everything I need to say. I haven't agreed with the Li family from the beginning, so how to deal with it is your business, not mine."

After speaking, he strode towards the door without looking back.

Zong Mao was so angry that his teeth were itching, he reached out and took the ornaments on the coffee table, and finally resisted throwing them out. Finally, he only yelled at the receding figure.

"The board of directors the day after tomorrow, don't expect me to help you with shipping matters!"

Zong Zhe put his hand over his head and waved at him, "Don't worry, I've prepared for it!"

Zong Zhe said that he didn't care about things on the Internet, and he really didn't care at all. He let the news on the Internet only hang on the front page of one website from the beginning. The form reports this lace news.

For a while, Zong Zhe changed from a diamond king who was enthusiastically sought after by women all over the country, into a stinky and disgusting piece of dog shit!
Zong Zhe himself didn't seem to care about these things at all. After returning to the company from the mansion, he immersed himself in the matter at hand.

But Jiang Qi, the special assistant, finally couldn't resist pushing open the door of Zongzhe's office after answering countless curious and gossip calls.

"Young Master Zong, the rumors on the Internet are getting worse and worse. Are you really going to clarify?"

Zong Zhe didn't raise his head, "What's the clarification? I'm not a celebrity, and that kind of gossip news doesn't hurt my skin or flesh. Whatever he does, after two days the heat will go down, and no one will mention it."

Jiang Qi really doesn't understand his own boss, they all say that people have to face trees and bark, but face doesn't seem to be important to the boss at all!

"But now, you are no longer the elite CEO that people admired and admired in the past, but you are a philandering carrot who is reviled by the world."

These were not fabricated by Jiang Qi himself, but real comments he saw on the Internet.

Zong Zhe didn't seem to hear Jiang Qi's words, closed the document in his hand, raised his hand, and threw it on the table in front of him.

"There may be changes in the shipping matter. You follow my request and collect all the information, and hand it over to me before the board of directors!"

Jiang Qi picked up the file and flipped through it, his eyes were full of surprise, "Master Zong, what is this?"

"Just do it!"

Jiang Qi could only nod his head, thinking of his purpose of coming here to find the boss, "Those reports on the Internet..."

"Leave it alone, it's no big deal!"

　The collection is growing very slowly, and there are very few tickets. Everyone, please give some power to Bamboo to code... Once you have collections and tickets, Bamboo will add more...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)