After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

In the next few days, Cheng Zhan was busy between Sheng Zhe and Naijia.

On this day, Cheng Cong Naijia got off work and hurried to Sheng Zhe.

Take the president's employee card to scan the door, and go all the way to the president's office on the 32nd floor without any hindrance.

When the assistant saw Cheng Zhan, he stood up quickly: "Mr. Cheng."

Two years ago, Cheng Zhan left Sheng Zhe, and she helped clean up the things in the office. Unexpectedly, in just two years, this person transformed and returned here again.

And, this time not just a hired CEO, but the company's largest shareholder.

Chairman.

Cheng Zhan asked her, "Is everything tidied inside?"

Sheng Zhe's handover work was messed up by Cheng Wenzhuo. He has been the president for almost two years, just like he has been a fool for two years. He doesn't know what to ask.

When Cheng Zhan left his job, all the projects were categorized and organized clearly, and the schedule also helped him sort out several stacks of documents.

It turned out that it was his turn, and he threw the table in a mess.

Cheng Wenzhuo's eyeballs could not wait to roll to the ceiling: "Just these things, you can do it yourself. Anyway, in the past two years, there has been no progress in saving points."

Cheng Zhan used two fingers to pinch a piece of A4 paper. There was a large circle of scorched yellow marks on the paper. It was crumpled. I don't know if it was soup or coffee spilled. It took a long time to get rid of it.

"Cheng Wenzhuo, the transfers you made are exactly like yours." Cheng Zhan despised.

"What do you mean?" Cheng Wenzhuo dismissively.

"It's all rubbish."

"you!"

Cheng Wenzhuo thumped the table violently, grinning his teeth: "Don't drive me away, you will be able to secure this seat."

"I don't need to worry about whether I can sit still. Don't forget..." Cheng Zhan lowered his voice, "I still have the handle on the fake accounts you raised and made. If you are outside, you will be bored , I don't mind sending you in."

Cheng Wenzhuo's face turned pale immediately, and the enthusiasm just now showed timidity: "You...you promised my mother that you wouldn't sue me."

Cheng Zhan smiled without saying a word, that smile made Cheng Wenzhuo's whole body throbbing.

Cheng Wenzhuo moved back to the table, faced a large pile of papers, and tidied them up one by one.

3 minute, 5 minutes...

Sweat began to break out on his forehead.

Cheng Zhan found a comfortable place on the sofa and sent a message to Luo Qisheng.

Chess piece: [how are you busy? 】

Idleman Cheng: [I'm so busy. 】

Chess piece: [Is there a problem with the handover? 】

Idleman Cheng: [It's not that there's a problem, it's that Cheng Wenzhuo didn't tidy up at all, it's a mess. /angry/angry]

Annoyed, Cheng Zhan sent an emoji of Shabulie.

The fat claws opened, revealing sharp nails.

Idleman Cheng: [I really want to scratch him to death. 】

Chess piece: [Hug me. 】

Idleman Cheng: [Flash. 】

Idleman Cheng: [Where is the store?I'll check it out later. 】

Chess Piece: 【No, you've been crazy busy recently.You wait for me, I will pick you up later. 】

Luo Qisheng was in Tang Qingyu's pastry shop, which opened for half a year.

However, Luo Weidong had to stay in the United States for a while because of temporary errands, so Tang Qingyu also stayed there together.

The heavy responsibility of opening the store then fell on Luo Qisheng.

Luo Qisheng didn't know West Point, so he had to take Cheng Zhan to the shop to teach him when he was free.

Naijia, Shengzhe, and West Point House, Cheng Zhan was so busy every day that he went home at night and fell asleep.

Luo Qisheng felt distressed, and he didn't torment him recently.

"Cheng Zhan."

Cheng Wenzhuo worked on it for half an hour, but finally couldn't hold on anymore, and called out to him awkwardly: "I don't know how to do it."

Facing the two documents, he was completely at a loss.

Cheng Zhan didn't answer, and went straight to the desk. Cheng Wenzhuo gave up his chair consciously, and watched Cheng Zhan pull out a document from the computer.It's the files he sorted out before.

He called the assistant in again and told her to re-stack the project list for the past two years.

Cheng Zhan quickly looked through the messy papers on the table, sorted them and sorted them one by one.If it was stained with coffee, he would call out the original copy on the computer, make another copy, and take the dirty one to shred it.

Cheng Wenzhuo looked at Cheng Zhan helplessly, and sorted out the documents that he had deliberately scattered on the table one by one.

He's really like a piece of trash in this office, with nowhere to put it, leaving it to take up space.

Cheng Zhan glanced at the generally clean desk, and found that Cheng Wenzhuo was still standing there: "Why haven't you left yet?"

Cheng Wenzhuo: "I..."

At this time, the assistant knocked on the door and came in: "Mr. Cheng, Mr. Cheng is here."

"Grandpa?" Cheng Wenzhuo was startled.

Cheng Yuanzhang followed the assistant and came in through the door.

Cheng Wenzhuo walked over first, and lowered his head: "Grandpa, why are you here?"

Cheng Yuanzhang glanced at him: "Go back, I have something to talk to Ah Zhan."

When Cheng Wenzhuo was young, Cheng Yuanzhang liked him very much. As the serious eldest grandson of the Cheng family, Cheng Yuanzhang expected more from him than Cheng Beishan.

However, the older this person was, the more he disliked Cheng Yuanzhang's words and deeds.Especially after comparing with Cheng Zhan, Cheng Wenzhuo was simply crushed into the dust.

In the past two years, Cheng Wenzhuo's blind operations in Sheng Zhe made Cheng Yuanzhang completely give up.

A person who is only worthy of being a rice bug, what can he use to compete with the elites of Jiangcheng's business community.

Cheng Wenzhuo was unwilling, but he couldn't say anything more in front of Cheng Yuanzhang, so he left the office in despair.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass, Cheng Zhan shouted in a friendly voice, "Grandpa, come here when you have time."

Cheng Yuanzhang walked close to him, his expression cold as usual: "The members of the Cheng family, after counting and counting, no one can compare to you in the end."

Cheng Zhan smiled: "If Grandpa wants to talk about Cheng Beishan and his son, then it really won't work."

Cheng Yuanzhang looked down at the tall building, the vertical and horizontal elevated highway, and the cars passing through it were as insignificant as ants.

They seem to be standing in the clouds, staring at the city below them.

Cheng Yuanzhang laughed, but there was not much smile in his voice: "When Sheng Zhe first moved here, Beishan liked to stand here very much. He said that only by standing high can he know how many bloody and windy climbs he has stepped on. came up."

Cheng Zhan lowered his eyes: "How is he now? Is he better?"

After signing the contract last time, Cheng Beishan passed out on the spot and spent two weeks recuperating in the hospital before slowly recovering.

Cheng Yuanzhang: "It's better. Ah Zhan, do you want to go see him?"

Cheng Zhan shook his head: "No, he might be even angrier when he sees me."

"Haha." The corners of Cheng Yuanzhang's eyes twitched a little, "You're right. Seeing you, I'd probably faint again."

Cheng Yuanzhang patted Cheng Zhan's shoulder, quite meaningfully: "I don't know if Mr. Cheng is free, to go out with the old man for a walk?"

"it is good."

……

Cheng Yuanzhang has not been to Sheng Zhe for many years.

From the president's office on the 32nd floor, Cheng Zhan accompanied him on a walk around the company.

After leaving the office building, the two came to a green square in the center of the area.

Cheng Yuanzhang found a flower bed and sat down on the edge. From here, you can see the office building where Sheng Zhe is located, which is the most central location here.

Cheng Yuanzhang looked up at the towering office building.

Slowly said: "You are much more persistent than Beishan, and you are more like your mother."

Cheng Zhan sat with him, watching the afterglow of the autumn day paint the glass outer wall with golden red little by little.

Cheng Yuanzhang narrowed his eyes: "Beishan has no opinion. To the Cheng family, or to me, he is obedient and obedient. When I asked him to break up with your mother and marry Gong Minxue, he didn't dare to object. Later, the Cheng family had an accident. In order to protect me, he was imprisoned in Yan City for several years, and after he came out, he didn't complain."

Cheng Zhan smiled shyly: "His kindness is only towards the Cheng family."

"Yes." Cheng Yuanzhang sighed, "During the years when he was in Yan City, it was fortunate that you were with Sheng Zhe. However, you made me never imagine that in just a few years, Sheng Zhe could be brought here. the point.

Later, Beishan came back and asked Wen Zhuo to take your place.From that moment on, I knew that you would not let the process family go.Because, at that time, Sheng Zhe had conquered all the worlds by you alone.

Cheng Yuanzhang pulled out a helpless smile: "In other words, you have already added a yellow robe, so how could you be willing to give up the country to a worthless kid?"

"Grandpa." Cheng Zhan said bluntly, "Whether it's Cheng's family or Sheng Zhe, what you owed me was actually what you owed me back then. I want some, so don't be greedy. Besides, even if you want to go back now, It's just like the previous one, another crisis. Last time, I can still try my best to keep it, if it happens again..."

I may not shoot again.

"Hahaha!" Cheng Yuanzhang burst into tears suddenly, pretending to be angry, "You really believe in your own ability?"

"It must be better than the Cheng family." Cheng Zhan smiled confidently, "Of course, if you are 40 years younger, Grandpa, I might have to work harder to fight with you."

"Stinky boy, you still dislike grandpa for being old."

Cheng Yuanzhang stood up and stretched long.

Not far away, the old man's guard walked towards the two of them.

Cheng Yuanzhang glanced at Sheng Zhe's building again, then looked at Cheng Zhan seriously, and said earnestly: "Ah Zhan, work hard. Grandpa believes in you."

"Grandpa, don't you blame me?"

"Even without you, the two fathers and sons would not be able to keep the company. Instead of liquidating it, it would be better to keep it in your hands. Your surname is always Cheng, isn't it?"

Cheng Zhan: "..."

Cheng Yuanzhang: "Not to mention one percent, the Cheng family is also a shareholder, isn't it? Hahaha."

As the setting sun gradually set, Cheng Zhan looked at Cheng Yuanzhang's back from a distance.

When he was eight years old, he came to Cheng's house for the first time, and Cheng Yuanzhang only looked at him for two seconds, leaving a stiff back.

The voice was stubborn, very much like his straight waist.

"Do a paternity test first."

This is the first sentence Cheng Yuanzhang said.

Cheng Zhan was still sitting by the flower bed, holding back a thin smile that couldn't explain clearly.

The office building in front of him was smeared with a layer of gilt, and its brilliance was dazzling. It was the light that finally came out of the abyss.

A tall black shadow suddenly appeared in front of Cheng Zhan, breaking into his field of vision arbitrarily.

Against the twilight, Luo Qisheng's angular outline was outlined by a pale golden halo, like the statues of gods in ancient mythology.

Powerful and perfect.

Under the afterglow, Cheng Zhan couldn't help squinting his eyes, looking at Luo Qisheng.

"Boss Luo, I want to resign."