Raising tigers brings trouble

When Zhou Jingwei came in, she heard the noise, put down her phone, and looked at him rather cautiously.

"Have you finished chatting?"

Zhou Jingwei touched her hair and it felt soft.

He glanced at the game on the screen and smiled: "Are you playing this again? What level have you reached?"

"I have played more than 1,000 levels!" Speaking of this, Cheng Weiyue's tone was a little proud.

"Well, it is indeed very powerful." Zhou Jingwei followed her words, paused, and said softly: "Little Moon, tell me if you have anything unhappy, do you understand?"

Cheng Weiyuezi thought about her meeting with Zhou Bingquan in the morning.

This should be considered an unhappy thing, right?

But she lacked the courage to speak out.

So he avoided looking at Zhou Jingwei and responded vaguely.

Zhou Jingwei didn't force it, he just asked her if she wanted to rest here or go home.

I have to say, this room is really comfortable.

But Cheng Weiyue is a little bit uncomfortable with bed, and she always feels uncomfortable when she goes to a strange place.

She said it was better to go back.

Zhou Jingwei agreed, took the coat Cheng Weiyue took off and said warmly: "Then let's go home."

Cheng Weiyue inexplicably heard the flavor of accommodation and connivance in his words.

Her hand was held in Zhou Jingwei's palm, and she could feel his body temperature being transferred to her hand bit by bit.

This temperature seemed to tell her that he would always be there.

November has arrived as promised.

The climate in Jingcheng begins to cool down suddenly after entering November.

It is not unreasonable to say that one autumn rain and another cold.

Jingxing Group, high-rise conference room.

Zhao Hanchen wore a long striped suit with white stripes on a black background, a white shirt and a black tie.

He was dressed very businesslike and formal today, for no other reason than that today was the day for the re-election of the chairman.

His father, Zhao Mingchen, was sitting in the main seat, looking at Zhao Hanchen. There was no trace of lust in his eyes, only full of profit calculations.

Zhao Mingchen looked at Zhao Hanchen who looked calm and calm, and smiled calmly: "You are so good, why did you suddenly submit a letter of competition for chairman to the board of directors?"

When these words are raised in public, it is always a bit embarrassing and tense.

Zhao Hanchenfeng lowered his eyes and smiled calmly and coldly: "Father, I'm joking. I just think that you are old and it's time to take good care of yourself. I can handle these complicated things like Jingxing myself.

, to share your worries."

The smile on Zhao Mingchen's face darkened for a moment.

But soon, he raised his smile again, and said in a rather intriguing tone: "So, it seems that I, as a father, have lost my temper and made you worry about my health."

The distance between the two was very close, so these words would be unclear to other people's ears.

Zhao Hanchen looked at the energetic middle-aged man in front of him, and raised an aggressive smile on his lips. He lowered his voice and said with thorns in every word: "Dad, this is the way the world is. We should have been here a long time ago."

The world is dominated by young people, and you are... getting old."

If it weren't for the fact that all the shareholders were there, Zhao Mingchen would have really wanted to slap Zhao Hanchen in the face.

What a good boy, you really know how to calculate!

She had pretended to be so hard-working and uncomplaining in front of him before, as if she was willing to give up everything for him and the Zhao family, but she turned to the board of directors and directly ignored him.

Everyone knows the result of this re-election.

It is true that Jingxing will be handed over to Zhao Hanchen sooner or later, but what Zhao Mingchen had thought before was definitely not to hand it over in this way!

Zhao Hanchen's behavior made him lose his old face.

"You traitor!" Zhao Mingchen's hands hanging under the table were shaking. He looked at Zhao Hanchen and said coldly: "You can't wait so hard? You can't even wait for a few years?"

The smile on Zhao Hanchen's lips faded a little.

His phoenix eyes were slightly lowered, covering the dark light in his eyes: "To be honest with you, I really can't wait any longer now."

"Okay! You're very good!" Zhao Mingchen's hands shook even more.

Zhao Hanchen glanced at his watch, and the hour hand had almost turned to the 10 position.

"Dad, the ten o'clock meeting officially started. Once the voting phase comes, I'm afraid you really won't be able to get off the stage." When he said this, the evil face showed a smile that was determined to win: "Chairman of Jingxing

, it will definitely be me.”

Ye Cheng came in from outside with the documents and handed them to each shareholder in turn.

"This is the development plan that Mr. Zhao made for Jingxing. Please take a look at it."

Zhao Mingchen didn't know that Zhao Hanchen was going to participate in the re-election of chairman until he walked into Jingxing's building today.

Things happened suddenly, so there was no plan.

"You are really prepared." Zhao Mingchen laughed and said angrily: "You even plan on your own father like this?"

"Father was joking. There are no fathers and sons in power, only rivals. As for fathers being kind and sons being filial..." Zhao Hanchen chuckled, with a cold look on his charming brows: "When did our Zhao family have such a thing?

"

Zhao Mingchen was choked and speechless.

Now he finally understands what it means to raise a tiger to cause trouble.

"It's almost time. If everyone has no questions, let's start the chairman re-election meeting." Zhao Hanchen suddenly said loudly, attracting everyone's attention.

Before Zhao Mingchen could say anything, he heard Zhao Hanchen continue: "Please rest assured, no matter whether it is me or my father who takes over as chairman in this election, we will develop Jingxing in a better direction.

"

Several of the larger shareholders are also members of the Zhao family. They had already reached a consensus with Zhao Hanchen long ago. When they heard what he said, they naturally responded.

Zhao Mingchen is not a fool. He can see that he has no chance of winning today.

He softened his overly stiff expression and then said: "Everyone, there is actually no need to hold the re-election meeting today."

After one sentence, the crowd was in an uproar.

Someone couldn't help but ask: "Chairman, what do you mean?"

"Yes, why don't you just open it if everything is fine?"

Zhao Mingchen just looked at Zhao Hanchen with a smile, with a father's love on his face: "Actually, I have no doubts about Hanchen's ability. The achievements he has made in Jingxing over the years, as a father,

They all saw it."

Zhao Mingchen took the crutches beside him and stood up slowly: "Today, I want to announce something in public."

Zhao Hanchen looked at him expressionlessly.

He had always known that Zhao Mingchen was good at saving face, but he did not expect that the extent of his saving face was more serious than he imagined.

Zhao Mingchen's hair is regularly dyed with black hair oil. He pays attention to maintenance and fitness. Although he is clearly in his 60s, he looks no more than forty years old.
Chapter completed!