The iron door opened, Mr. Li left, and then the heavy iron door closed again.

In the dim conference room, eight people seemed to have no breathing.

"Old Li is really confused. Such an important thing is used as soon as you say it..." The fat man in a suit wiped his head full of sweat, "I said why don't you install an air conditioner here? Don't you know if I'm extremely afraid of heat after I wake up?"

"What a pity. I wanted to study the young monk, but now I can only give up." A woman in a white robe smiled, her voice was extremely chaotic and she couldn't tell her age.

"Actually, Lu Feng's previous resume was clear. At most, he might have had some adventures, so he made great progress. However, when he reached the level of a master, his adventures would not work, so just let them go." Zhou Xiaochao laughed.

"It's okay, Mr. Li is a hero in our country, so he still has to give him this face." Lao Qin's hoarse voice rang.

"Now, the R&D Department has time to figure out when the spiritual energy will revive."

"The Logistics Department must always pay attention to the traces of those monsters. I have a premonition that on that day, there will be a big disturbance in the demon race."

"In terms of funds, we also need to remind those forces..."

"Okay, let's go."

After his words came to an end, the room was completely gone.

Lao Qin looked at Lu Feng on the light curtain, and a trace of inexplicable emotions appeared in his eyes, but soon, it dimmed.

...

It was raining heavily in the evening in Tianbei City, but there was no thunder, which also meant that no one was passing the disaster.

The Zheng family’s old house is brightly lit, clusters of lights and fires, like the stars of the revelation on a rainy night.

Among them, in a warm room, Mr. Zheng was lying on the bed, and a nurse took care of everything, and then carefully retreated.

Suddenly, the door of the room opened and Wu Tianyang's figure walked in. He was tall and handsome, with a smile on his lips.

He was wearing a white suit, a black bow tie, and a rose-like brooch on his chest. Every hair was raised high, like an unyielding fighter.

The body is straight, so he looks more energetic, very friendly, but not without domineering.

Such people are born to embarrass other men.

"Is it Xiu'er?" Mr. Zheng's hair was gray and his voice was very low. But when he raised his eyelids, he saw a man.

The dry skin did not twitch at all, but the turbid eyes looked a little bored.

Wu Tianyang walked over, sat beside the old man's bed, picked up a fruit knife to peel the apple.

He is exquisite and tough, and is loved by many people, whether it is the younger generation or the older generation.

"Old man, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you still remember me?"

"What are you here?" Mr. Zheng closed his eyes again and said weakly.

Wu Tianyang said gently: "The old man is still so stubborn. It seems that he can live a long life. We younger generations don't have to worry."

"But I'm very surprised, why did the old man never like me and would rather betroth Xiu'er to the adopted son of the poor driver than let her marry me?"

"snort!"

"Wu Tianyang, do you really think I don't know your character?"

"You think no one knows how many girls' corpses are on the back mountain of Morton Manor." Old Master Zheng said in a deep voice.

Wu Tianyang was stunned for a moment, and the knife that cut the apple in his hand stopped there. He smiled and said, "It turns out that you know these things by the old man. No wonder I said, you don't like me."

"It was just that I was young and had some impulsiveness, and I paid compensation to the girls' families..."

Wu Tianyang shrugged and continued to peel the apple.

"What's more, I can guarantee that after I get married with Xiu'er, she will be the only one I will never have any relationship with other girls."

Mr. Zheng sneered and said, "You married Xiu'er just to annex our Zheng family. Unfortunately, my waste sons actually felt that they had flattered you Morton Manor."

"Mr. Don't be anxious. We're going to get engaged next month."

"What?! Let me say another word!"

Mr. Zheng suddenly shouted loudly, "Ask Zheng Chengmao to come in for me, do you still have my father in his eyes?"

"Nothing is strange." Wu Tianyang sliced ​​the apple, but unfortunately the other party didn't eat it, so he could only eat it himself.

"Old man, you are old and can no longer keep up with the times. Don't you know that there has been a monk in your Zheng family. Don't you know that I will become a monk soon..."

"Bah!" Old Master Zheng vomited Wu Tianyang's face.

The latter calmly took out the tissue and wiped it, and smiled and said, "Old man, why should you be so stubborn? You are in poor health and should enjoy your old age comfortably. There are so many companies in the Zheng family, and you no longer have the energy to manage them. Why not hand over the shares in your hands to Xiu'er and the others."

Mr. Zheng glanced at him and smiled self-deprecatingly: "It seems that this is your purpose."

"Old man, what's wrong with this? It's useless to hold so many shares, why bother?" Wu Tianyang scratched his head.

"This is also their idea?" asked Mr. Zheng.

Wu Tianyang nodded: "This is everyone's idea. You delegate power early and be nice to anyone. Otherwise, those people will argue over the shares in your hands every day, which will also affect the unity of the Zheng family."
Chapter completed!