Rebirth of Atonement

"Suspend the cooperation with Xindu Interactive Media? Why?"

In this bright and tidy CEO's office, the man sitting on the executive chair asked coldly.

The long eyes with fine lines, and the comfortable shirt fit the line. Although he is in his forties, his figure is still tall and strong, and the years can't hide his sharp handsomeness.

He is Feng Zhe's father, Feng Shiyan.

"The operation of Xindu Interactive Media involves illegal business." And their CEO has a criminal case.Feng Zhe didn't say the last half of the sentence.

"Where is the evidence?" Feng Shiyan asked, "Now you are not my son but my subordinate. If you want to convince me, you must give me a convincing basis."

"Give me two weeks, and I will find a strong proof." Feng Zhe said.

"I don't think it's worth wasting these two weeks for you to say a word." Feng Shiyan said.

In the end Feng Zhe failed to convince Feng Shiyan.

When he came out of the CEO's office, Feng Shiyan met a man in a suit and leather shoes, with handsome features, about the same age as Feng Zhe, and even his temperament was somewhat similar to Feng Zhe.

His name is Zhong Mingyang. He was originally a well-known golden barrister, but was later hired by Gaoxin as Feng's chief legal counsel.

"Mr. Feng, did you quarrel with Mr. Feng just now?" Zhong Mingyang asked.

"Did you see it?" Feng Zhe's expression was a little helpless, "There are some disagreements."

"Tell me if you don't mind, and let me see if I can help you communicate?" Zhong Mingyang suggested.He is not clear about the temperament of the Feng family father and son.

Feng Zhe weighed it up, and told Zhong Mingyang what he said just now.

"Where did Mr. Feng get the news?" Zhong Mingyang questioned.

"It's not convenient for me to disclose." Feng Zhe said.

"When I was a lawyer, every sentence in the court had to be well-founded and not ambiguous," but Zhong Mingyang didn't intend to ask further, "but it's not in the court now..."

"I'll try to help you convince President Feng." Zhong Mingyang said before pushing open the door of the president's office.

Feng Zhe returned to his office, took the company's recent materials and was quickly browsing through them, and suddenly returned to ten years ago, he must not be clear about the current situation of the company just by recalling.

But if you just go through the decisions you have made and the things you have encountered, it is undoubtedly a waste of time. If you can correct all the fallacies you have made...

"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng told you to wait when you get off work, and then go back to the car with him." At this moment, the president's secretary made a special call to Feng Zhe.

"I see." Feng Zhe replied.

When Feng Zhe walked out of the company building, the car was already parked outside.

The driver opened the car door, Feng Zhe sat in, and called "Dad", Feng Shiyan beside him only responded coldly.

Sure enough, it's still not easy to get along with.

Feng Zhe was a little helpless, as if no matter how mature he was, his father's attitude towards him was always stern and cold.

But it's been like this since childhood, and Feng Zhe is used to it.

Speaking of which, when I came here, I hadn't carefully looked at the buildings and scenery along the way. Now that I look carefully, I can see that things are changing with each passing day. The results of ten years ago are really different from those of ten years ago.

Feng Zhe's gaze turned back and landed on Feng Shiyan's side face. Even his father had aged a lot after ten years.

"I'll only give you two weeks." Then he saw that lip move.

If he hadn't seen that lip move, Feng Zhe would have thought he had heard wrong.

"You agreed?" Feng Zhe asked.

"I won't say it a second time." Feng Shiyan didn't even look at Feng Zhe.

Silence, long silence.

"I asked someone to cook your favorite dishes, and we will eat more at home in the future." Feng Shiyan spoke again, although his tone was commanding, his cold expression did not change at all.

Feng Zhe suddenly discovered that he seemed to have misunderstood his father's temperament all along——

Coldness and facial paralysis are completely different.

After dinner, Feng Qing wanted to pester Feng Zhe to play around, but was defeated by Feng Zhe with a game of chess.

"I was just being careless for a while, let's have another set!" Feng Qing objected.

Feng Zhe had no choice but to raise his hand and pretend to yawn.

"Next time, your brother is tired." Stepmother said to Feng Qing.

"Next time I will win." Feng Qing also saw it, and although she was unwilling, she had no choice but to give up.

Feng Zhe saw that the ginseng tea on the side had already been brewed, and his stepmother was about to pick it up.

"Dad is in the study? I'll send it up." Feng Zhe took the tea tray.

"Xiao Zhe, I always feel that you are a little different this time...you seem to be more sensible." The stepmother said.

"Really?" Feng Zhe only showed a smile.

Feng Zhe went up the stairs and finally stopped at the door of the study. He knocked on the door of the study and said, "It's me."

No one responded.

He twisted and the door was unlocked.

Pushing open the door and walking in, until he walked to the desk, Feng Zhe put down the tea, and the person in front of the desk fell asleep leaning on the chair, the computer screen was even on.

"Too tired recently?" Feng Zhe sighed lightly, "You will catch a cold if you sleep like this."

Not long after Feng Zhe left, Feng Shiyan was awakened suddenly by the night wind that leaked in from the window.

Then Feng Shiyan found himself lying on the sofa at some point with a blanket covering his body, he got up and found a cup of still steaming tea on the desk.

On the other side, Jian Tianqi was holding the phone, hesitating to find some excuse to ask Feng Zhe out.

The two weeks of separation between Feng Zhe's going abroad were long enough for him, he wanted to see Feng Zhe, even the meeting last night was far from enough to alleviate the remaining longing.

Think of something fun to do...

"Hello, Ah Zhe?" Jian Tianqi finally dialed the phone, speaking in a relaxed and hearty voice, "Do you have time today? Why don't we..."

"Tianqi, I've been a little busy recently." Feng Zhe said on the other end of the phone.

So Jian Tianqi's predictions were all erased.

"It's nothing, you can go get busy," Jian Tianqi said, "Work matters are important."

"Feel sorry……"

Jian Tianqi couldn't hear the following words clearly.

Feng Zhe hung up the phone and was making other plans.

The information at hand is far from enough to prove the illegality of Xindu Interactive Media, and the dispatch of commercial spies will not be able to obtain the evidence in a short while, and the evidence must be presented before the Feng family actually reaches a cooperation with it, unless——

Directly exposing the personal crimes of the CEO of Xindu Interactive Media proves that this is not a worthy partner.

Ten years ago, soon after Xindu Interactive Media was involved in illegal business, its CEO sat in the dock for a murder case many years ago.

The ossified body found in his backyard was finally confirmed by DNA to be his wife who had been missing for many years.