Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

When Zhuang Li sent the video, Zong Zhengming was in a meeting.

He set a special notification tone for Little Curly, so he immediately realized who was harassing him.

He touched his pockets uncontrollably, and had to hold back under the gaze of dozens of eyes, but he no longer had the mind to deal with official duties.

After finally surviving the meeting, he immediately took out his mobile phone to check, and found that the message was not text or voice, but a video, and a touch of joy burst out of his heart.

He had to admit that he hadn't seen each other for just a few hours, and his longing for the little curly hair had become so strong that he couldn't suppress it.

He told his secretary not to disturb him, locked the door of the office, and clicked on the video nervously and cautiously.

What caught my eye was not the face of Xiao Curly who was smiling ambiguously all the time, but Zhuang Han who was signing a bunch of documents with his head down.What a sight to see!

Zong Zhengming's nervous and throbbing heart immediately sank, and all the anticipation and joy in his eyes disappeared.

Then, the cover of the contract was magnified by the camera, revealing a line of bold characters - "Share Grant Agreement".

What's happening here?

Zong Zhengming frowned.

The camera flicked, and Xiao Curly's beautiful face finally appeared on the screen. His long and narrow eyes were bent into crescents, and the dark pupils shone with light. His bright red lips were slightly upturned, and he smiled sweetly and well-behaved.

His voice today was not deliberately lowered, nor did he deliberately drag out the long-tailed tone, but was soft and crisp.

"...Shouldn't you give me some reward?" How much does this sound like asking for credit, and how much like acting like a baby?If you don't trust and rely on someone 100%, who would say this?

After the picture was frozen, Zong Zhengming's breathing and heartbeat stopped involuntarily.After a long, long time, he let out a breath slowly, closed his eyes, covered his chest with a wry smile and whispered: "I can give you whatever you want!"

However, he didn't record this sentence and send it out. It took a long time for the editor to reply with two extremely restrained words-【Good boy. 】

Zhuang Li was standing on the top floor of "Cambrian" when he received these two words, overlooking Zhuang Han's embarrassed figure carrying a cardboard box and staggering towards the parking lot.

7480 complained: "The gods in this world are so cold!"

Zhuang Li laughed lightly: "You don't understand, it's the same with prudence, the less you talk, the more intense your inner conflict."

He lowered his head and replied with a line of text: [What dream did you have last night? 】

Zong Zhengming who was waiting nervously: "..."

He really didn't know how to reply to this message, and if he didn't reply, he was afraid that the little curly hair would lose interest, and he didn't want to chat with him anymore.

While struggling, another line popped up on the screen: [Did you dream of "smoking a cigar"? 】

The double quotes are very subtle.

Zong Zhengming looked at the screen of the phone expressionlessly, as if there was no fluctuation in his heart, but his ears were like two pieces of soldering iron, so red that they were about to smoke.

After much deliberation, he had no choice but to interrupt the conversation and put down the phone, but his heart was filled with emotions of loss, throbbing, and longing.

He was really driven crazy by the little curly hair!

Zhuang Li waited quietly for a long time, but did not receive any reply, so he put the phone back in his trouser pocket.

7480 murmured in disbelief: "Master, are you sure that the god is just prudish? I think he is really cold, and he ignores you!"

Responding to it was Zhuang Li's extremely pleasant low smile.

Without invading the network to monitor his lover's every move, he can already outline the scene where the other's ears are red, his heart is struggling, and his body is hot.

cold?That is impossible.

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Zhuang Li is a man of his word. After getting the absolute controlling stake in "Cambrian", he found someone to clear up the relationship and got Zhuang Jincheng out.

Of course, the crime of misappropriating funds is a public prosecution case, and it is impossible to withdraw the prosecution, and it is impossible to settle out of court. If Zhuang Jincheng wants to be punished lightly and given a suspended sentence, he must make up for the remaining [-] million loopholes.

Those shareholders who once supported him are now turning to Zhuang Li one after another; several high-level executives who have supported him are still locked up in the police station, and they will definitely go to jail in the future.

Zhuang Jincheng thought yesterday's car accident was the most difficult moment for him, but after only a dozen hours, his life suddenly fell from the peak to the bottom. Waking nightmare.

When he walked out of the detention center and stood in the neon lights, for some reason, Zhuang Jincheng suddenly thought of his eldest son.

He tried his best to suppress Zhuang Li, and even resorted to cold violence, but the other party never expressed any protest, but just intensified his extravagance outside.

One day when he was having breakfast, he saw the news about his son in the newspaper, and he said to his wife Liao Xiujing with emotion: "This child is a waste, and he will be like this for the rest of his life. He can't compare with our Xiaohan."

Liao Xiujing giggled coquettishly, while he showed a satisfied look.

He thought that Mr. Shao had raised the child, but unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, Zhuang Li turned into a man-eating beast, ruthless and ruthless.

Is Xiao Han driving him into a hurry?Was the death of Mr. Shao finally making him unbearable?If I didn't provoke him, I wouldn't have ended up like this, right?

Zhuang Jincheng lowered his head, looked at the two bruises on his wrist, and suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain.

The bruise was left by the handcuffs. He never imagined that one day he would be chained to an iron chair and be reprimanded, interrogated, and humiliated like a dog.In that moment, he lost all dignity.

"Dad, I'm here to pick you up. What's wrong with your hand? Do you want to buy some blood stasis cream?" Zhuang Han strode over.

Zhuang Jincheng looked directly at his younger son, lowered his voice and asked sharply, "You were responsible for Zhuang Li's car accident, right? You also killed Mr. Shao?"

Zhuang Han pulled him hard, and said in a deep voice, "I'll take you home."

He avoided answering, which was tantamount to an indirect admission.

Zhuang Jincheng waited for the car to drive away from the detention center before he said harshly: "I helped you get rid of all the charges, are you satisfied now?"

Zhuang Han looked straight ahead and said calmly: "In order to save you, I also gave the Cambrian to Zhuang Li for free, are you satisfied?"

Zhuang Jincheng was stunned for a long time before gradually softening his complexion, covered his face, and sighed: "Forget it, let's not mention the past, and we, father and son, can start all over again."

"Dad, don't worry, I won't fall down." Zhuang Han patted his father's shoulder.

Zhuang Jincheng also patted the back of his son's hand, his eyes no longer hostile.

In this way, the father and son reached a silent reconciliation.

However, when they returned to the community, they realized that it was easy to say "start all over again", but how much bitterness and pain it contained in reality.Their luxury cars, mansions, jewelry, and valuables were all confiscated by the court, and their assets were also frozen.

On a very cold day, Liao Xiujing was wearing a dress, standing shivering in the cold wind, holding a mobile phone with a broken screen in her hand, and a few crooked suitcases beside her, crying heartbroken.

Seeing that her husband and son had finally returned, she stood there crying and shouting, "We have nothing left! All gone!"

Yeah, all gone!

When Zhuang Jincheng married Mrs. Shao, he had nothing, and walked into this magnificent villa alone and anxiously.

Decades later, when he thought he could finally stand up and be the master, he dragged his family along and left the villa with nothing.

What should be yours is yours, what is not yours, don't think about it—this is the words that Mr. Shao often uses to beat Zhuang Jincheng.And this sentence, at this very moment, became a reality with the hands of his carefully raised grandson.No one can take away what belongs to the Shao family.

Fate is a cycle of reincarnation—for some reason, Zhuang Jincheng suddenly remembered this sentence, and then slumped on the ground.

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After getting the "Cambrian", Zhuang Li held a shareholders' meeting to announce his next business plan.

"I will focus on the research and development of driverless cars, with an initial investment of 50 billion, and strive to achieve production in seven months." Standing on the podium, he said sonorously.

An uproar erupted from the audience.

A shareholder blurted out: "Mr. Zhuang, aren't you the most opposed to the company's development of driverless cars? And the government has decided to take back the right to drive and sell driverless cars. What do you want to invest 50 billion in one go? Throw the money into the water and hear it?"

"Yes! The government's policy has changed, we can't go against the government!"

"A first-class enterprise must closely follow the policy, otherwise it will easily become a second-rate or even a third-rate enterprise!"

"Mr. Zhuang, we can't understand your thoughts."

Amidst the opposition, Zhuang Li raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and then said unhurriedly: "Who said that a first-class company must follow the policy? I think a first-class company should have the ability to change a country or even the world." , and what I want to do is such a thing - change. My proposal is put here for the time being, and after the hearing is over, you will come to vote with a show of hands."

Zhuang Li projected such a title on the screen - "The Future of Driverless Cars - Made by Huarui".

"Don't turn off the projector until the hearing is over. I'll continue the meeting when I get back." He turned and said to his assistant.

"Alright Mr. Zhuang." The assistant hurried over to look at the projector.

Zhuang Li adjusted his tie, stroked the hem of his clothes, and said calmly, "Let's go to the hearing."

Today is the day when the government holds a hearing on the auto industry, and the topic of discussion is "should the right to drive and sell self-driving cars be abolished".

At present, there have been accidents in which driverless cars have killed people all over the world. Whether this immature technology can continue to be put into commercial use has become a difficult legal issue.

Without government involvement in the rollout of self-driving cars, it will take decades for the technology to become widespread.

Several shareholders followed Zhuang Li's pace, looked back at the projector that had not been turned off, and finally realized something.

"Mr. Zhuang, are you sure you can make the administrator change his mind at the hearing?"

"If the government continues to support the research and development and promotion of unmanned driving technology, the 50 billion can be invested!"

"Boss Zhuang, do you have any plans?"

The group asked questions as they walked, although they couldn't get a definite answer from Zhuang Li, they were relieved.

Since the death of old master Shao, Mr. Zhuang took only one day and one night to bring down Zhuang Jincheng and Zhuang Han. This strength is not blown out.

[Dogs that can bite never bark, everyone should be careful when working under Mr. Zhuang! 】I don't know who posted this sentence in the work group.

Scanned to 7480 of this message: "..."

Human language is so vivid!

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Walking into the hearing hall, seeing Zong Zhengming sitting on the rostrum with a serious face, Zhuang Li narrowed his eyes slightly, and then smiled secretly with his thin lips curled up.

Zong Zhengming also noticed the little curly hair immediately, but his expression was still so cold, as if he had never seen him before.

Zhuang Li covered half of his face, smiled silently, and finally took out a cigar that had been prepared from his jacket pocket, stuck out a pink tip of his tongue, and gently rolled it into his mouth.

Zong Zhengming's pupils contracted violently for a moment, but his handsome face became even more tense.

The business representatives sitting under the stage couldn't help shrinking their necks, feeling a little cold.

A security guard walked up to Zhuang Li, patted him on the shoulder, and reminded him in a low voice, "Sir, smoking is not allowed here."

"Okay, I got it." Zhuang Li didn't have the habit of smoking at all, put the cigar back into the metal box, hid it in his pocket, and finally looked at the rostrum, and asked silently with his mouth: "Where is my reward? "

Zong Zhengming understood, so he cast aside his eyes and looked away, his side face was as cold and hard as a sculpture, but his ears quickly turned red.

Zhuang Li also looked away, then covered his mouth, and smiled happily.

Long time no see, this guy is still so cute.