The second personality got the certificate behind my back [Entertainment]

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……I…………Crying, I was outside yesterday, and I didn’t notice that I set the wrong release time, oh, oh, I’m sorry, little angels, I will send a red envelope QAQ for the comments in this chapter

"Zhong Mu..."

"Yumo, I have something to go to the company." Without waiting for Zhuo Yumo to speak, Zhong Mu took a deep breath and said first, "I have asked Secretary Yan to send a car to pick you up, please stay here with my brother first. "After he finished speaking, he kissed Zhuo Yumo lightly on the cheek before striding away in a hurry.

He walked in a hurry, going downstairs in a hurry, because he was afraid that Zhuo Yumo would chase him and ask him what was going on.When approaching the first floor, a doctor approached him. The doctor glanced at him, and suddenly stopped and called him: "Sir, you have some night sweats. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

He shook his head, said "thank you" in a low voice, and walked to the parking lot without looking back.

On the way to the company, his mind was in a state of confusion, and countless conjectures and associations flowed like a revolving lantern.When he stopped at an intersection at a red light, he realized that his palms were sweating and the steering wheel was wet.

The headquarters building of Junguang is located in the busiest part of the city. Because of the busy work, almost all the employees in the company walk with the wind on their feet.Zhong Mu parked the car and was about to go upstairs when he heard a hesitant voice behind him: "Mr. Zhong..."

He turned back.

The other party was a young man who looked like he had just started working.

"Your car... seems to be unlocked." The young man pointed to his low-key car and asked uncertainly, "Is the lock malfunctioning?"

Zhong Mu looked towards his car in the direction of his finger, and found that the windows were not even closed.He patted the pocket of his trousers, but the car keys were not in his pocket.Going back to the car and looking into the car, the car keys were still in the car.

In an instant, a huge sense of powerlessness hit him.He lowered his head and was about to open the car door, but saw that his fingers that were holding on to the door were trembling.

As if all the camouflage had been stripped off, all the strength in Zhong Mu's body seemed to be drained at this moment.He bent down and held the car door to pant a few times, closed his eyes and shook his head, opened the door and took out the key to lock the car door. He thanked the young man with all his strength, then walked quickly towards the elevator with his head down.

His office is on the 28th floor. As the elevator reaches higher and higher floors, every time the numbers on the display jump, Zhong Mu's heart beats faster.When the elevator opened, he felt his heart beating so fast that he wanted to smash his ribs and jump out of his chest, but his legs were weak, and he didn't even have the strength to step out of the elevator.

He held on to the elevator door and stood still for a while before finally controlling his emotions again. He took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped off the sweat on his face. Then he stepped out of the elevator with his head held high and walked towards the office.

At this moment, Secretary Yan was already waiting outside the office. Seeing him coming, she hesitated for a while before meeting him.

"Mr. Zhong, he's already in the office...the deputy director is also here."

The deputy chairman that Secretary Yan mentioned was Zhong Mu's uncle Zhong Jianxiong.

Zhong Mu knew that his uncle had always wanted to take advantage of this reelection of the board of directors to squeeze him out of his position. After all, a man who was almost 60 years old was placed in the hands of a boy who was less than 30 years old, and Zhong Jianxiong was his relative. Uncle, in the company, the elders still call out "Chairman" when they see the younger generation, and they can't hold back their face.

But at the re-election meeting a few months ago, the directors almost overwhelmingly supported him for re-election. Presumably, his uncle must feel uncomfortable, and it may be a dream to say that he does not hold grudges.

"I see." Zhong Mu nodded and ordered, "After I go in, no matter what happens inside, you don't come in, and no one else is allowed to come in."

Although Secretary Yan was a little worried, the boss had already spoken, so he had no choice but to nod.

Zhong Mu patted Secretary Yan on the shoulder, gritted his teeth and pushed open the office door.

The sound of the conversation between the two came out instantly, and Zhong Jianxiong's Wuji laughter was also mixed with it.

Zhong Mu frowned in disgust, and walked into the office, closing the door behind his back.

"Nephew, are you here?" Over there, Zhong Jianxiong was in a suit and leather shoes, with a greasy hair, looking like a successful businessman, sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed and talking with another person.Seeing Zhong Mu coming, he got up habitually, but instead of calling him chairman as usual, he called him "nephew" affectionately.

"Uncle." Zhong Mu called out lukewarmly, but his eyes were fixed on the man sitting on the other single sofa carelessly blowing hot tea.

The man's hair is very short, half of it is white, his skin is very dark and rough, the wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes are very deep and obvious, and he looks like he has done a lot of work and suffered a lot.But his sitting posture and the posture of serving tea are extraordinarily calm and relaxed, with a lot of style.

"Come on, come on, look who this is?" Zhong Jianxiong enthusiastically went up to pull Zhong Mu over, but Zhong Mu avoided his uncle's hand with a cold face.Zhong Jianxiong was stunned for a moment, but he knew that Zhong Mu had a weird temper, and he was almost used to it, and at this time, he had long since ignored such trivial matters, and just pointed at the man drinking tea over there. He piled up a fake smile and asked, "Do you still recognize who he is?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man on the sofa put down his teacup, raised his head and smiled at Zhong Mu gently.

But this smile made Zhong Mu's hairs stand on end, and for a moment, sharp tinnitus rang in his ears.He quietly hid his fear and called "Dad" indifferently.

"Remember me?" The man raised his eyebrows habitually, got up and walked slowly to Zhong Mu, looked up and down Zhong Mu with his slightly swollen eyes, "I've grown up." Then he opened his arms to hug Zhong Mu Mu.

The look in his father's eyes and his hug made Zhong Mu's stomach sink, and he almost vomited.The cold sweat that had been wiped off outside the door had covered his forehead again at this time. He watched his father approaching amidst the uninterrupted buzzing in his ears, and suddenly bit the tip of his tongue hard, resisting the urge to dodge and stretched out his arms forcefully. "Hug" with my father.

"Okay, just reunite father and son." Seeing their father and son embracing, Zhong Jianxiong said emotionally from the side, "Brother must have suffered a lot in these years, and I couldn't recognize him when I saw it downstairs. Nephew, don't you know what wronged your dad just suffered downstairs. He wanted to see his son whom he hadn't seen for more than ten years, but the little girl at the front desk asked him to make an appointment first. Your father is about to be escorted out by the security guards. Tsk tsk, that little girl, damn it, I already told the personnel department to tell her to pack up and leave immediately. "

His father's touch made Zhong Mu's phobia worse. He suspected that he might have developed a rash on his body. Now his shoulders and arms felt sore and itchy, and the urge to vomit lingered in his chest, which could not go away for a long time. .He endured the nausea and listened to his uncle, and when he heard that the front desk was driven away, he couldn't help turning his face and staring and asked coldly, "What did you say?"

Zhong Jianxiong didn't expect that a small front desk in the district would make Zhong Mu react so strongly. He couldn't hold back his face and couldn't answer Zhong Mu's question directly, so he had to pretend to care more about Zhong Jinnan, and helped him to sit on the sofa over there. Down.

"Brother, you don't know, these years, thanks to our Zhongmu guarding your family business, the scale of our Junguang has grown bigger and bigger, and now the market value is almost doubling every year. He has grown to more than ten fields, he is amazing." Zhong Jianxiong praised Zhong Mu in front of Zhong Jinnan, and then turned to Zhong Mu, pretending to be a kind elder, "Nephew, you have suffered a lot over the years. Tired, now that your father is back, Junguang will be taken care of by him, and you should live a normal life as a rich second generation."

Zhong Mu immediately recognized the meaning of Zhong Jianxiong's words.

Zhong Jinnan has been in prison for more than ten years, and he has long been out of touch with the times. It is impossible for anyone with a little brain to let him come back to take charge of Junguang, unless it is someone with a dark heart.

Zhong Mu looked at his uncle coldly for a few seconds, and first called the HR department in front of them, telling them not to touch the front desk.After hanging up the phone, he said in a strong tone: "I enjoy my current life very much, and I don't feel tired. As for the elderly, go home and retire."

"Xiaomu."

At this moment, Zhong Jinnan, who had been silently listening to the game between the uncle and nephew, suddenly called out to his son.

When these two words came out of his mouth, Zhong Mu subconsciously took a deep breath, couldn't help holding the wrist of his right hand with his left hand, and quietly pinched the skin with his fingers, so as to force himself not to show timidity.

"I've heard what Jianxiong said. You have done a good job these years. You have taken good care of my Junguang. Now it's time to play." Zhong Jinnan stroked his sparse eyebrows, his face was casual, but deliberately aggravated The tone of the word "my" and the pair of eyes stared at Zhong Mu without blinking.

His eyes stared at Zhong Mu with horror, the horror experience of childhood was suddenly regurgitated in his mind like a hurricane, and the buzzing in his ears became louder and louder, Zhong Mu wanted to run away now.

But in the end he held back, and repeatedly told himself not to back down, and gritted his teeth to meet his father's gaze: "Junguang has been mine since the day I took over Junguang."

When Zhong Jinnan heard this, his eyes suddenly became gloomy.He stared at Zhong Mu silently, stroking the teacup with his finger, after a long time, he lazily raised his finger and pointed at him, and said with a smile: "Married?"

Those three short words sent a chill down Zhong Mu's spine.