Dragon and Phoenix Addicted: The President is addicted to pets

The next day, Zuo Xinxin was going to the branch office to have a final handover with Song Nanzhi, but before he left, a guest came to his house.

"Ma'am drink tea."

Aunt Chen looked at Chen Yurong respectfully, and then quietly withdrew.

Zuo Xinxin was sitting next to him wearing a black panther professional attire, and said with a smile, "Why is Auntie here today?"

"Tomorrow and weekend, I'm going to pick up Xiaocheng and Xiaoai to go to the old house, but I didn't expect you to come back." Chen Yurong sipped her tea without changing expression, and said lightly.

In fact, she has been paying attention to the situation here. When she learned that Zuo Xinxin had returned to City C, she came here to take a look.

Although she is the little granddaughter of the Song family and has inherited a jewelry company of the Song family, she can't be busy with work and leave her child here.

At this time, Chen Yurong looked at Zuo Xinxin's professional attire, which was inexplicably an eyesore.

If Jiang Kenan was here, he would definitely curl his lips secretly.

Because Chen Yurong was very concerned about Zuo Xinxin's family background before, but now that she has become the little granddaughter of the Song family, she began to care about Zuo Xinxin's busy work and disregarding her family.

Zuo Xinxin naturally wouldn't believe that Chen Yurong came so coincidentally, she smiled: "I have made an appointment with them to go to my aunt's house tomorrow, I'm afraid they won't be able to go to the old house with their aunt this weekend."

She finally came back and wanted to spend more time with Xiaocheng Xiaoai.

Chen Yurong didn't force it either. When Zuo Xinxin was away, Xiao Cheng and Xiaoai had already been to the old house several times.

She hummed, and then changed the topic: "Yucheng said that you have been busy with work recently and have been living in Xiangcheng?"

Zuo Xinxin acquiesced, and Chen Yurong continued: "I am also happy for you that you can recognize your ancestors, but Xiaocheng and Xiaoai are still young, and they need their mother's company. I say this, do you understand?"

"Understood." If you don't understand, don't you understand?
Zuo Xinxin's attitude was sincere and serious, and Chen Yurong almost forgot that she was here to question her.

At this time, Jiang Yucheng came down from upstairs, his jet black suit was tailored to fit, but a black lady's bag was hanging on his shoulder.

Jiang Yucheng walked up to Zuo Xinxin, and before he could speak, the phone on the table rang. It was Song Nanzhi calling.

When the appointed time came, Zuo Xinxin hadn't arrived at the branch office yet. This was the first time she was late, and Song Nanzhi was a little worried.

"I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Zuo Xinxin smiled apologetically at Chen Yurong: "I'm sorry, Auntie's branch office has some urgent matters to deal with."

Chen Yurong nodded: "Go ahead."

Zuo Xinxin took the bag and car keys from Jiang Yucheng, who suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the cheek: "Be careful on the road."

Zuo Xinxin was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that he was doing it for Chen Yurong to see, and a warm current surged in his heart: "Okay, you spend more time with Auntie."

Before leaving, Zuo Xinxin glanced at Chen Yurong from the corner of his eye. Sure enough, the latter's expression was a little subtle, and he probably didn't expect Jiang Yucheng to become like this.

As soon as Zuo Xinxin left, the smile on Jiang Yucheng's face faded, and he sat down at Zuo Xinxin's original position: "What did you say to Xinxin?"

Chen Yurong looked at him in astonishment: "I'm an elder, so it's only natural to mention the younger generation."

When Jiang Yucheng went downstairs, he vaguely heard something, and he said lightly: "Xinxin is very good to Xiaocheng and Xiaoai, she just has some things to do at Song's house."

He also explained it for Zuo Xinxin, and Chen Yurong felt a little better.

Zuo Xinxin didn't come back for so long, she thought that the former stayed in the Song family too much and didn't want to come back, especially after learning that Zuo Xinxin inherited a jewelry company.

After thinking about it, Chen Yurong was still a little worried, and reminded: "Mom, no matter what relationship you have with her now, let me ask you, it's been a year, have you mentioned to her about the custody of the child?"

If at first she was worried that Xiaocheng and Xiaoai wouldn't adapt to the new home, but now the worries have completely disappeared, and Chen Yurong is naturally concerned about the ownership of the two children.

After all, Zuo Xinxin and Jiang Yucheng have been dragging each other for more than a year.

Jiang Yucheng heard the words and said without hesitation: "It's too early to say these things now."

"It's getting late." Chen Yurong said, "Xiao Cheng and Xiao Ai are descendants of the Jiang family, and you are their father. It is a matter of course that you have custody."

Jiang Yucheng glanced at her: "Are you implying that Xinxin and I should get married earlier?"

Chen Yurong was taken aback, she didn't mean that.

With Jiang Yucheng's misinterpretation, Chen Yurong couldn't say anything later, she was worried that if she opened her mouth again, Jiang Yucheng would directly discuss the marriage with her.

This time Chen Yurong came a little aggrieved, but she also saw that Zuo Xinxin seemed to have transformed from before, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

……

Zuo Xinxin had a vague feeling that there was something wrong with Chen Yurong's visit today, but Jiang Yucheng's actions when he was about to leave her, his heart fell firmly into reality.

Today is the day of the final handover with Song Nanzhi, and Zuo Xinxin feels like she has unloaded a heavy burden.

But when she came to the branch office, she found that the atmosphere in the branch office was a bit dignified. Everyone sat at their desks without raising their heads. It was obviously the same as before, but Zuo Xinxin still frowned subconsciously.

Just as she approached the office, a very arrogant male voice came from inside: "I don't care, my company is very short of people right now, I want to take them all away!"

Zuo Xinxin paused, isn't that Song Qizhang's voice?

If he didn't stay in Xiangcheng well, why would he go crazy when he came to C city?

Song Nanzhi's assistant stood at the door and didn't dare to go in. Zuo Xinxin didn't go in immediately, so he asked the assistant, and the assistant whispered: "Master Qi Zhang came to the company early in the morning to make trouble, saying that his company is short of people right now. , to take away our core personnel."

Shortage?

Zuo Xinxin frowned, and couldn't help laughing in his heart, he was still a child, Song Weifeng didn't dare to say anything in front of the old lady, but he was fine, and ran over with a shy face to find trouble.

Seeing that she didn't speak, the assistant became a little anxious: "Miss Zuo, Master Qi Zhang is stopping here now, Mr. Song can't work, our project..."

It can be said that time is money for their project. Song Qizhang was making trouble here, and he still took advantage of Song Nanzhi's time to call the person in charge to have a small meeting.

Now Song Nanzhi is staying in the office, and no one else is allowed to enter or leave. Song Nanzhi and several responsible persons are trapped inside by him.

"It's okay, I'll come."

Zuo Xinxin patted the assistant on the shoulder reassuringly, passed him and pushed the door straight in.

In an instant, Zuo Xinxin understood why no one could come out. There was a circle of bodyguards standing against the wall in the office, and some of them were standing at the door.

When Zuo Xinxin opened the door, she almost punched one of them in the back, but luckily she was prepared.

The door was opened, and Song Qizhang's words were interrupted. Seeing Zuo Xinxin, he sneered: "It happens to be here, get out of the way, and let our dear agent in charge come in."

The two tall and thick bodyguards moved out of the way, Zuo Xinxin walked in and saw the situation in the office clearly.

Song Qizhang was sitting on the sofa alone, with his legs crossed and a cigarette dangling from his mouth.

Song Nanzhi was sitting by the window. Opposite him were three men, who were the project leaders, who were brought by Song Qizhang when he came to C City.

At this moment, the faces of the three responsible persons were not very good, especially the smell of smoke in the air made them frown, but because of Song Qizhang's identity, they didn't open their mouths.

In contrast, Song Nanzhi looked much more at ease. He was sitting on the sofa in a suit, with several documents in front of him.

Song Qizhang was holding a piece of information in his hand, but the paper had already been burned with a cigarette butt.

I couldn't see what kind of document it was, but the materials produced in this kind of meeting were unusual, and Zuo Xinxin frowned.

Seeing Zuo Xinxin approaching, Song Qizhang snuffed out the cigarette butt that was about to burn out on the document, and then threw the cigarette butt on the ground casually.

He glanced at Zuo Xinxin, then at Song Nanzhi, and sneered, "This is embarrassing. Now that I need someone, should I tell the person in charge of the Zuo agent, or Mr. Song?"

The expression is contemptuous, and every sentence is ridiculed.

Before Song Nanzhi could speak, Zuo Xinxin went over to take the document from him first, and said calmly, "You are destroying the company's confidential documents."

Song Qizhang laughed, and he laughed wildly: "This is my branch company, I destroy my own files, it's none of your business!"

Zuo Xinxin ignored him and put the document back to its original place: "The old lady has already handed over the project to Song Nanzhi, so you came here to mess around, are you afraid that you haven't caused enough trouble?"

As soon as this was mentioned, Song Qizhang flew into a rage. He jumped up from the sofa and rushed towards Zuo Xinxin: "How dare you say that!"

He was thrown back to the sofa by Song Nanzhi by his collar when he was halfway through the rush. Everyone was stunned for a moment, and when they came back to their senses, Song Nanzhi had already stood in front of Zuo Xinxin, with a sullen expression on his delicate face: "Song Qizhang, you leave now." , I don't have to pursue it."

Song Qizhang didn't expect that Song Nanzhi looked thin and tall, but he was so strong. He felt ashamed in front of his subordinates, and immediately cursed: "What do I like to do, what right do you, an illegitimate child, have to control me? Don't think that if grandma entrusts you with the project, you can overtake me, let me tell you, an illegitimate child is an illegitimate child, and he will not be able to hold his head up in the Song family for the rest of his life!"

Song Nanzhi hated this the most, his expression changed, and he said to the assistant outside the door: "Call the security guard over."

The assistant outside the door hurriedly left.

Song Qizhang sneered: "Why, I hit your heart, I just want to say, illegitimate child, illegitimate child, illegitimate child!"

He talked more and more vigorously, it seemed that humiliating Song Nanzhi was the happiest thing he had ever done.

Zuo Xinxin felt that Song Nanzhi was tense. Just as he was about to say something, he saw Song Nanzhi rush forward and press Song Qizhang on the sofa, his fists falling mercilessly.

"Ah—fuck you, uncle—what are you doing standing there, pull him away!"

Song Qizhang was beaten to the point of howling, and the bodyguards came up to separate the two of them. Due to Song Nanzhi's identity, they just used a human wall to protect Song Qizhang and dared not do anything to Song Nanzhi.

Taking advantage of the confusion, Zuo Xinxin saw that Song Qizhang had a bruised nose and a swollen face, while Song Nanzhi's suit was a little messy. After being separated, he straightened his suit, and there was no hostility on his face just now.

It seems to be a good beating.

"Are you OK?"

Seeing that Zuo Xinxin was in a daze, Song Nanzhi asked with concern, Zuo Xinxin shook his head, and couldn't help but ask, "Why did you do it?"

Song Nanzhi's answer was straightforward: "He deserves a beating."

Song Qizhang really deserved a beating. Not only did he bring bodyguards to make trouble, he used the excuse of taking people away to obstruct his project progress, and then verbally attacked him.

Song Nanzhi endured it for so long, and finally couldn't bear it anymore.