Liu Yiyi made an unbearable expression: "What are you thinking about all day long? No wonder Zhicheng has made no progress at all under your leadership."
"Why is there no progress? This quarter's performance has increased a lot compared to the last quarter! If it weren't for your Longwei, Zhicheng would have become the number one security company in the country." Li Mingcheng shouted dissatisfied.
"Just blow it!" Liu Yiyi didn't believe him at all.
"By the way, when will you and Long Wei come back? Long Bai and Long Qian are probably Xiaodie's lost sons."
"Really? Those two clever little devils who want to go to heaven are actually Xiaodie's sons? Does Xiaodie know?" Liu Yiyi was shocked.
"Of course Xiaodie knows. You and Long Wei have been together. Have you ever heard Long Wei say what those two little guys think of their biological parents?"
Liu Yiyi shook her head: "No, but listening to Long Wei's words, Long Bai seemed to hate them. He felt that his biological parents abandoned their children because they were sick, which was too selfish and cold-blooded. Ever since he knew his life experience,
Never mentioned them again."
Li Mingcheng frowned: "It seems that it is difficult for Xiaodie to get to know them. When are you going to come back?"
Speaking of coming back, Liu Yiyi was a little downcast: "I don't know. Long Wei's body is still recovering."
"Didn't you say this was the last operation? Why haven't you recovered yet?"
"So what if I recover, he still doesn't like me." Liu Yiyi looked a little disappointed.
"Don't like you? Sister, haven't you guys made your relationship clear yet?" Li Mingcheng was convinced. After such a comparison, Long Wei was really not as decisive and likable as Lu Chenxu. I really don't know how he managed Longwei Group.
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"Li Mingcheng, are you lying to me? Long Wei doesn't like me at all. It has always been my wishful thinking." Liu Yiyi's face was full of confusion and uncertainty.
"Well, he must like you, but I don't know what's going on in his head. Otherwise, you should come back first! Anyway, Xiaodie and the others are going to have their wedding soon. You can just ignore him for a while!"
"I'll think about it." Just after Liu Yiyi finished speaking, her phone suddenly rang at the other end of the video.
"What? You said a blond beauty entered Mr. Long's room? Just wait, I'll be there right away!"
After saying that, she hung up the video without even saying hello.
Long Wei and the blonde beauty? Li Mingcheng can imagine that with Liu Yiyi's explosive temper, Long Wei must have a wonderful time tonight.
Also having a great time was Lu Chenxu.
After promising his son for a long time, the boy finally believed that his feelings for Xiaodie were true. He finally prepared to send his son back to his room, and then went to hold his wife and make love.
But when the son walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and threatened him: "Dad, if you dare to bully Mommy, I will destroy your company's network as soon as possible!"
"Just you? Are you kidding me?" He didn't believe his son had this ability at all.
"You don't believe it? Then let's give it a try."
After speaking, Mo Zizhong turned around and walked to the computer desk in his study room, turned on the computer, and quickly started typing some codes. Ten minutes later, the website of Xingyue Media, a subsidiary of Lu Group, was attacked by hackers and was instantly paralyzed.
"You, you, how did you do that?" Lu Chenxu looked shocked. His son was indeed a genius. He was only seven years old. He would be even better when he grows up.
Mo Zizhong was very satisfied with his shocking performance and typed some codes on the computer. Soon, Xingyue Media's network returned to normal.
"So, Dad, you have to listen to Mommy and don't make her angry, let alone bully her." Mo Zizhong threatened his father again.
Lu Chenxu sighed heavily, very worried about his future. This son is simply going to heaven! He is only seven years old, and he is no longer his opponent. What will he do when he grows up? It’s not that premature babies have low IQs.
