524. Zong Zhenglie's Business Trip to Los Angeles 【3】
"Achen, do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't want to save anyone? I've just published the advertisements for this software. Now that the software is gone, what do you want me to do?" Zhou Chengyu raised his eyebrows and said
It's not unreasonable.
Zong Zhengchen frowned and thought for a while, "Can't we postpone the press conference? I will bear all the losses."
"Then..." Zhou Chengyu hesitated and nodded, "Okay, but you have to ask your brother to come to the press conference to explain it to everyone, otherwise it will be difficult for our board of directors to explain."
"That's no problem, thank you very much Chengyu."
"Okay, what do we need to talk about between us?" Zhou Chengyu smiled, "But having said that, we Chengyu and Alex's bid, do you have to vote for us?"
"That's natural." Zong Zhengchen nodded, but a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
He knew that Zhou Chengyu would not be that easy to talk to, and he would only help him if there was a profit to be made.
But...he had already expected this.
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"What? You're going to Los Angeles?"
Sheng Xin, who was staying with little Hehe at home, was shocked when she received the call.
"Well." Zong Zhenglie said while driving, "I'll be home soon. I'll tell you later."
"Okay, then drive carefully." Sheng Xin hung up the phone worriedly, feeling unsure.
Zheng Meishu walked in from the door and saw her frowning, so she walked over and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Why are you looking so sad?"
"Ah, it's okay!" Sheng Xin waved his hand and squeezed out a smile, "I must have been a little tired during this period, so I was a little distracted."
"Then you should have a good rest! I know you have been busy all day for Er Er's studio, but you should also pay attention to your own health." Zheng Meishu handed over the bird's nest porridge on top of her hand, "Here, this is your uncle's
A friend sent this, you can drink some to replenish your body."
"No, Auntie, just drink it!" Sheng Xin quickly shook his head and pushed the thing back.
She is already blaming herself to death, so how can she be in the mood to drink bird's nest porridge...
Zong Zhenglie soon returned to Zong Zheng's house. In order to prevent Zheng Meishu from knowing about the studio, they went to the study to discuss the matter.
"Why do you have to go to Los Angeles? Can you make up for this loss by going?"
"Yes." Zong Zhenglie nodded solemnly, "My brother talked with Zhou Chengyu and he agreed to postpone the press conference, but he asked me to explain it in person."
"Are you going now?" Sheng Xin raised an eyebrow, "Then I'll go with you too!"
"You can't! You can't follow me this time." Zong Zhenglie stroked his forehead with a tired look on his face, "There are still a lot of messy stalls left in the studio, and Yang Xuan can't handle them by himself, so you have to
Stay, and if the police find Wang Dongni, you will have to be a witness."
"But can you go by yourself?" Sheng Xin pursed her lips, feeling mixed in her heart.
She didn't want to leave Zong Zhenglie, not even for a moment.
Even if she knew he was there for work, she didn't want to be separated from him.
In the days since she registered, Zong Zhenglie has been part of every inch of her life. Now that she has to be separated temporarily, she feels unspeakably uncomfortable.