Today Should Be Preferred

Outside of the old man's bedroom, there is actually a living room, where his close subordinates come to talk about matters on weekdays. Several of his favorite calligraphy and paintings are still hung on the walls on both sides of the living room. They were given by some famous artists, and they are invaluable. There is a photo of his death on the central table, and fresh fruits are placed in front of the photo. It seems that people come in and change it every day.

"Ms. Cheng is very filial. After the old man passed away, he asked someone to clean the room full-time, and offered incense and offerings on time every day." The nanny explained next to him.

"Whether your grandfather is alive or not, his spirit will not disperse. As long as he is here, our house will not be dismissed." Cheng Zhimin said, handing him an incense for him to plug in. It is an electronic incense, no There will be fireworks.

Zhuo Yuan took the electronic incense, glanced at Cheng Zhimin and the nanny, did not speak, but his eyes were to signal them to go out, he wanted to stay alone with the old man for a while.

"Yu'an, you haven't eaten yet, I'll cook for you," the nanny said.

"Eat on the plane."

Cheng Zhimin and the nanny lifted their feet and walked out. When he got outside, he breathed a sigh of relief. Even though it was his own son, he was still a little nervous when facing him. First, he couldn't understand the purpose of his sudden return. Second, the aura was indeed strong, and the appearance of not speaking was more daunting than the old man.

Knowing that he ate on the plane, but Cheng Zhimin still asked the nanny to go to the kitchen to make him some snacks, and went to help him.

The nanny was still happy: "I think Yu'an took the initiative to come back this time, it should really be a matter of letting go of the past."

Cheng Zhimin did not have the optimism of a nanny. He had been dealing with people for a lifetime, but he couldn't figure out the temper of his own children. But it is always a good thing to come back.

However, in half an hour, Zhuo Hong also knew the news of Zhuo Yuan's return. He was too busy with official duties to go home immediately, so he called Cheng Zhimin and told Cheng Zhimin.

: "Don't tell him anything useful or useless, let him be quiet for a few days."

If you slap your head and cover your face, Cheng Zhimin's anger came to her throat for a moment, but she pressed it again. Before she retired, Zhuo Hong had no respect for her. Now she is retired, let alone put her in her eyes, as long as she speaks. , Is to reprimand, like training subordinates.

"It's the same with you, don't make a bad face when you get home."

Zhuo Hong frowned and hung up the phone. Before that, Judge Liu from Senzhou had mentioned to him that Zhuo Yuan came to him for a female lawyer. Zhuo Hong didn't need to think about it. He also knew who this female lawyer was. There would be no second person besides Shu Tinglan. Now he went home suddenly, it must be because of that woman.

Zhuo Hong calmed down and didn't tell Cheng Zhimin about the incident from beginning to end. In his opinion, Cheng Zhimin was more than a failure. The last incident smashed Zhuo's face. His son went far away and even the father's funeral. Refusing to come back, it became a joke in the circle. This time he calmly looked at what Zhuo Yuan wanted to do, and watched the changes.

Cheng Zhimin didn't know Zhuo Hong's twists and turns. She is now really happy that her son is willing to go home. There is a relationship between blood and blood, and it can't be separated. The son took the initiative to go home and walk down the steps. Of course, she did so, although she was still sullen on the surface to portray the image of a strict mother.

Zhuo Yuan lit the old man's incense, and stood there quietly looking at the old man's picture. This picture should have been taken by the old man when he was 70 years old. At that time, there were many guests outside, and the two of them played chess and hid quietly here.

The old man said: What is your birthday? It's just that your parents love to call friends and call friends to do these imaginary things that don't make people quiet.

The father has been low-key all his life, but Zhuo Hong and Cheng Zhimin need to use the father's position to consolidate their positions, so every birthday, they have to give him a grand birthday banquet. Although the old man is annoying, he can only fool around with them and show his face only at the last moment.

This is one of the reasons why Zhuo Yuan did not attend the funeral at the beginning. The father emphasized many times during his lifetime. In case one day, everything should be simple and no extravagance and waste, but it is obviously useless. Parents are still going their own way and sticking to their own opinions. So Zhuo Yuan has never had any hope for his parents, but he has to come now. If his parents' problems are not resolved, he will never hope to get back to Tinglan.

"Grandpa, I hope you can support me this time." He silently said this to the old man in his heart, then bowed deeply and left the room.

In the evening, at dinner time, Zhuo Hong was late for dinner, and took a look at Zhuo Yu'an. The father and son were so strange that they had nothing to say. They just nodded to each other as a greeting, just like a stranger.

Or Cheng Zhimin can relax the atmosphere a little bit

"Yuan, dinner will start in a while, would you like to invite Secretary Cui to eat at home?" Cheng Zhimin had a good impression of Secretary Cui.

When Zhuo Yuan was abroad for three years, Secretary Cui reported his situation to her every time, and it was reasonable to ask others to have a meal.

Zhuo Yuan picked up his mobile phone and called Sister Cui in the courtyard outside.

Sister Cui lived not far away, in a nearby five-star hotel. In order to keep her figure, she hadn't eaten dinner for many years, but Cheng Zhimin invited her and of course she went there with pleasure. When passing by the fruit supermarket, I also carefully selected a few high-quality fruits and placed them in exquisite fruit baskets.

When Sister Cui arrived, when she had dinner with the legendary Zhuo Hong and Cheng Zhimin, even though she had lived abroad for many years, she had a free mind and was not afraid of power, or she was exquisite in interpersonal relationships. At this time, sitting at the table was still speechless. There is nothing to say.

It's too depressing, the whole family just eats quietly and doesn't talk to each other.

She could feel that Cheng Zhimin and his wife had tried their best to be polite to her and treated her according to the highest courtesy. However, the natural majesty of the couple's body is the aura cultivated by the prostitution of the officialdom for many years, and it is hard to ignore.

Not to mention talking like other ordinary families when eating, there is no sound of a spoon touching a bowl, and there is no sound in the mouth when eating.

Under this kind of family atmosphere, it is not easy for Zhuo Yuan to grow up normally.

After a meal was finally finished, Sister Cui felt relieved and wanted to return to the hotel immediately.

But Cheng Zhimin invited him to the living room for tea, while Zhuo Hong went back to the study to work.

Zhuo Yuan is also with Sister Cui in the living room.

Cheng Zhimin took the initiative to speak: "Do you need my help in your college business?"

Even if she retires, she still has contacts in the education system all her life.

Sister Cui naturally couldn't answer these words. Her family, Mr. Zhuo, used to be public and private, and never used the family relationship. Now Zhuoyuan Technology is a giant in the industry, let alone use it.

I thought Zhuo Yuan would refuse, but listened to him lightly.

: "Tomorrow we will go to Huada, if you have time, can you accompany us on a trip?"

Sister Cui knew what he meant and looked at Cheng Zhimin with a smile.