Doctor of Rebirth

"Dad, why?" Feng Binguang looked at the suicide note and asked in confusion, why Feng Binyang could share the inheritance with him even after his reputation was ruined.

"Because he is willing to marry a wife and have children, so as not to break the roots of the Feng family." Feng's father has long since lost the momentum of the past, but Yu Wei is still there. "And my will is very clear. When will he give birth to the Feng family?" Son, when will he inherit the inheritance? If you can give him a son first, I can change the will, and the company can give it all to you."

"Dad, do you know that for this condition, Feng Binyang will disappoint one woman, maybe more than one." Feng Binguang was almost questioning, he could imagine that Feng Binyang would do anything to inherit the inheritance.

"If you are willing to marry a wife and have children, I can change the will." Feng's father is actually more optimistic about Feng Binguang's ability.

"Impossible." Feng Binguang said firmly, "I like men, and I won't do that."

"Nizi." Father Feng tapped his walking stick angrily, "Get out, get out."

Sure enough, after Feng Binyang knew the will, it was exactly as Feng Binguang guessed, and there were even rumors that whoever could give birth to Feng Binyang's son would be able to enter the Feng family.

"Dad, haven't you heard the rumors? Are you ignoring everything just for the sake of a grandson?" Feng Binguang really couldn't see it anymore, "Feng Binyang doesn't want his reputation anymore, don't you want it too? Nor does the Feng family's reputation Yet?"

"What do you know? You like men. The Feng family can't be separated from you. Fortunately, your brother is more sensible than you. How dare you have an opinion?" Although Feng's father was angry, he had more than he could do.

"Dad, you...you're confused." Feng Binguang was extremely angry, and his words became a little more serious, "Are you really disregarding the century-old reputation of the Feng family?"

"What's the use of reputation if you have no descendants? No matter how well developed the Feng family is, what's the use? Can it be brought into the coffin after death?" Feng's father took a water glass and threw it at Feng Binguang.

"Do whatever you want." Feng Binguang turned and left after speaking.

Xie Cishu worked overtime on Saturday, and Wen Yan went to the Cantonese restaurant the two of them had been to last week, packed a ribs and corn soup in an insulated box, and then went to the company to find Xie Cishu.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" There was a signature smile on the front desk.

"I'm Wen Yan, I'm here to see you, Mr. Xie." Wen Yan saw that there was a new person at the front desk who didn't know him, so he didn't bother to bother, "I'll call myself."

"Yanyan." Xie Cishu went downstairs to pick up Wen Yan, then turned to the front desk and said, "This is my boyfriend."

"Yes, I took note."

Seeing that Wen Yan was holding an insulated box in his hand, Xie Ci wrote, "What did you bring me?"

"Rib corn soup." Wen Yan said with a smile, "The one you like."

"Why are you so nice." Xie Cishu leaned over and kissed Wen Yan's side face.

"The president of the dignified Xie Group, why is he not ashamed, and he is not afraid of being seen by others." Wen Yan smiled and pinched Xie Cishu's nose.

"There is no one else in this elevator." Xie Cishu took the heat preservation box from Wen Yan's hand, and opened it eagerly before he got to the office, "I can already smell the fragrance."

"Little greedy cat." Wen Yan rubbed Xie Cishu's hair, "I'm taking a break today, and I'm here to accompany you."

"Really?" The corner of Xie Cishu's mouth couldn't restrain his joy, "Then I'll work hard and get off work early."

"By the way, have you changed the front desk again?" Wen Yan asked casually.

"I don't know." Xie Cishu didn't pay attention to such trivial matters, "I guess the arrangement on the personnel side."

Xie Ci read the documents, and Wen Yan watched a movie on the sofa.

"Mr. Xie, this month's report from country M." Zhang Bingchen said, "This is the acquisition plan."

"Yeah." Xie Cishu took it, and then thought of something, "Go and ask the personnel department, why the front desk has changed again."

"Okay." Zhang Bingchen was puzzled, but he still went out.

Wen Yan turned his head to look at Xie Ci, "I just asked casually."

"I know." Xie Cishu said with a smile, "After all, he belongs to Feng Binyang, so don't worry if you ask."

In less than 5 minutes, Zhang Bingchen understood the cause and effect.

In fact, Wu Zi accidentally pointed out the shortcomings of a marketing plan, and was taken by the manager, and applied to the personnel to ask for the person.

Xie Cishu frowned slightly, feeling that things were not simple.

"I'm going to a meeting, it will take about two hours, you go to the lounge and lie down for a while." Xie Cishu said.

"Okay." Wen Yan nodded, seeing Xie Ci Shu still looked at him eagerly, and asked puzzledly, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"I'm so tired from the meeting, I need to recharge first." Xie Cishu said with a smile.

Wen Yan thought of a time when he had an operation for a day, he hugged Xie Cishu and said he needed to charge it, but he didn't expect Xie Cishu to apply what he had learned, so he hugged him with a smile.

"Not enough." Xie Cishu directly straddled Wen Yan's lap and kissed her.

"You're not afraid that someone will come in and see it, then your domineering president's personality will be shattered." Wen Yan raised his hand and wiped Xie Cishu's lips, which were soft and red.

"I kissed you forcefully, isn't this the overlord?" Xie Cishu said, puffing out his chest.

"Well, yes yes, go quickly." Wen Yan pushed the dictionary of thanks, dumbfounded, "I'm going to sleep for a while."

Smoother than expected, Xie Cishu ended the meeting more than 20 minutes earlier.

"Mr. Xie, I have something I want to talk to you about." Wu Zi has been waiting at the door of the meeting room.

Xie Cishu nodded, turned and returned to the conference room, "Let's talk."

"Actually, I'm Feng Binyang, the person Mr. Feng arranged for you." Wu Zi confessed, "But I really didn't do anything."

"I know." Xie Cishu knew Wu Zi's identity early in the morning, and it was precisely because Wu Zi did nothing that he didn't touch him, but he didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to confess, "So?"

"I have no choice. My mother is in poor health and needs money, so I have to listen to Mr. Feng." Wu Zi said sincerely, "He also arranged for me to enter the Xie family."

"Then why are you telling me now?" Xie Cishu asked.

"In the lobby that day, Manager Zhang had a little conflict with the partner. I put forward some humble opinions, which were accepted, and then Manager Zhang transferred me to the sales department." Wu Zi said truthfully, "I graduated from university. My major is marketing, I want to work hard and I don’t want to be controlled by others anymore, but I’m afraid that one day you will fire me if you know the truth, so I simply recruited myself, maybe there is a possibility of staying.”

Xie Cishu looked at Wu Zi. After he knew that Wu Zi belonged to Feng Binyang, he asked someone to check. Whether it was the reason for the job transfer or his family background, everything the other party said was true and there was no falsehood.

"Master Xie doesn't leave anyone idle, you can do it yourself." Xie Cishu finished speaking and left.

Wu Zi breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."