The president sent me to patrol the mountain

Although Zhuo Yixuan thought so in his heart, he didn't express it.How could a proud person like him admit that the mala tang they bought was delicious.

Xu Weiwei saw that he didn't speak after eating Chuan Chuan Er, so she asked him: "Hey, what do you think, Mala Tang is a rare food, isn't it?"

Zhuo Yixuan concealed the feeling in his heart, pretending to be disgusted and said: "What is this, it's spicy and oily, it's full of gutter oil, you know, it's really unpalatable."

When Xu Weiwei heard it, she thought that Zhuo Yixuan really thought this Malatang was bad, so in order to deliberately torture him, she continued to take out bunches of Malatang for him to eat.

"President Zhuo, we can't eat so much, don't waste food, let's eat together." After speaking, Xu Weiwei stood up, and slowly walked in front of Zhuo Yixuan with a large bowl of Mala Tang.

Zhuo Yixuan saw Xu Weiwei who deliberately wanted to torture him, but didn't realize that he didn't hate eating this Mala Tang. He naively thought that she could successfully annoy him by herself, so he couldn't help laughing.

I don't know if the smile is that Xu Weiwei is funny, or that she is cute.

Xu Weiwei sat on the chair in front of him, took out a bunch of Mala Tang, rubbed it against the side of the bowl, and said playfully to Zhuo Yixuan, "Hey, let me help you oil the skewers. It's all scraped off, very healthy! You can eat."

Zhuo Yixuan was still stubborn: "Hey, why are you so annoying, don't eat or eat."

Although he refused verbally, but his body was still very honest, he "reluctantly" ate all the skewers that Xu Weiwei handed him.

At this time, Xu Borong joked: "Hey, you brat. My sister hasn't fed me since she was so old, but you enjoyed this benefit first! Haha!"

Xu Weiwei blushed as if she had eaten chili peppers, and immediately retorted: "Brother! I didn't feed him, okay! Here you go, eat it yourself!" After speaking, Xu Weiwei threw the skewers back into Malatang, put the bowl Pushed towards Zhuo Yixuan a little.

Zhuo Yixuan couldn't help feeling funny when he saw Xu Weiwei who was in such a panic.

Molecules in the air solidify instantly and then move rapidly, colliding with each other and generating sparks.

Seeing Zhuo Yixuan who was always smiling slightly, Xu Borong was thoughtful at the moment.

He took a sip of beer, squinted his eyes at Zhuo Yixuan, and thought to himself: "Living in such a wealthy family, although we have nothing to worry about, even basic happiness is difficult to have all the time. Although we are not rich, our life But it’s full of fun, smiles are what accompany me and Weiwei the longest, and that’s enough.”

After eating, Xu Weiwei stood up and cleaned up the battlefield, ready to go to work at any time.

Everyone is seated and ready to discuss the key points of the project.

Xu Borong laid out the plan and got straight to the point: "Since General Manager Zhuo has eaten Mala Tang, then I won't keep it to myself."

Everyone was very quiet, listening with pricked ears.Xu Borong picked up the pen, circled the most important points directly, and then started his speech.

Xu Borong's thinking was clear, his judgment was reasonable, and his words were plausible. Everyone was dumbfounded.

Neither Xu Weiwei nor Zhuo Yixuan expressed their opinions, obviously acquiescing to his point of view.

Zhuo Yixuan listened to his analysis, and he was also thinking. After a period of silent calculations, he thought to himself: I didn't expect this kid to have two brushes. This is indeed a crucial point. Solve this. Other problems should be easily resolved.If this kid wasn't Xu Weiwei's brother, maybe we could still be good partners.

After Xu Borong explained all the key points, he put his hands on the table and said to them: "I've said so much, you guys, what's your opinion?"

Xu Weiwei looked at Xu Borong with admiration, applauded and said, "Brother is amazing!"

Just when Zhuo Yixuan was about to express his opinion, the phone rang.He looked down and frowned.

"Hello. Mm. Understood." Zhuo Yixuan was expressionless, talking on the phone coldly.

"The plan is very good, and the key points are in place. I have something to do, so I'll leave first, and we'll talk about it next time." Zhuo Yixuan threw down a sentence, picked up his bag and left.

Zhuo Yixuan's speech was concise and to the point, and he didn't want to say a word of nonsense. Although it sounded indifferent, it was very comfortable.

When Xu Borong heard that Zhuo Yixuan, who was always proud, praised him in a disguised form, he felt a little complacent in his heart, and he didn't hate him so much anymore.

After Zhuo Yixuan left, Xu Weiwei sorted out what Xu Borong said just now, and made a brief note.

After a while, Wei Xin looked at his watch and said, "You are all drinking, I didn't drink much, I'll drive you back."

Xu Weiwei and Xu Borong expressed their thanks, and chatted with Wei Xin happily along the way.

With his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, Zhuo Yixuan walked quickly to the garage, picked up a Mercedes Benz, and drove back.

The car stopped outside Zhuo Yixuan's luxury villa, he got out of the car, and the butler came out to help him park the car.

Zhuo Yixuan strode through a small garden in front of his house.It was late at night, and the surroundings were very quiet. The waterfall falling from the rockery made this quiet night even colder.

The villa was brightly lit, Zhuo Yixuan pushed open the door, and saw his father sitting in front of the huge reception table.There was an open bottle of imported red wine on the table. Zhuo's father shook the red wine glass back and forth in his right hand, and tapped the marble tabletop with fingers of his left hand.

Although Zhuo's father is a little old and has a little white hair on his head, his face is still energetic. It can be seen that when he was young, he must have been a man who could capture the hearts of thousands of girls just like Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan didn't call him father, but sat down opposite Zhuo's father without saying a word.Because the table is very long, they can't see each other's face clearly when they are sitting face to face.

Zhuo Wenxuan cut to the chase, and asked coldly, "Why are you calling me back in such a hurry?"

The father and son didn't have a single greeting, nor a heart-warming address.

Zhuo's father also went directly to the topic and replied, "Which project did you take?"

"Yes. You are really well informed." Zhuo Yixuan replied to Father Zhuo with a bit of sarcasm.He knows in his heart that since he started the company, his father has arranged a lot of eyeliners around him, and his every move is well known by his father.

"Oh, belittle yourself." Zhuo's father laughed contemptuously, leaving behind this cold idiom.Then he raised the wine glass in his right hand and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Is the picture in front of you really a father and son chatting?Why does it feel like two people are fighting against each other like enemies.