mutual benefit [gl]

The beef on the grill sizzled, and thin smoke lingered between Zhao Zhizhen and Chen Yuanzhen.

"Mr. Zhao."

Chen Yuanzhen subconsciously grabbed the corner of his suit.

Zhao Zhizhen didn't even lift his eyelids, and snorted as a response.

I don't know whether it was Liao Tezhu's hasty tone just now or the temperature in the room was a bit high, Chen Yuanzhen felt a thin layer of sweat on his body.

She wanted to ask Zhao Zhizhen what happened to those media.

But now, Chen Yuanzhen changed his mind.

She saw Zhao Zhizhen cutting the beef on the grill expressionlessly, as if everything that happened outside had nothing to do with him.

Chen Yuanzhen bit her lip secretly, and instantly a faint smell of rust smacked in her mouth.

Taking advantage of this pain, Chen Yuanzhen stood up.

"Mr. Zhao, I have something else to do, so excuse me first."

"Oh?"

Zhao Zhizhen did not stand up, but raised his head and looked at Chen Yuanzhen.

His eyes skipped over Chen Yuanzhen's blood-soaked lips, and he smiled kindly with the corners of his mouth curled up.

"Director Chen is leaving soon, you haven't even eaten a bite of meat."

Chen Yuanzhen swept across the table in front of her, and smiled politely:

"Although it looks very good. But in today's state, I really can't eat it."

She nodded, turned and left.

Walking out of the restaurant and standing at the corner of the street, a taxi happened to pass by. Chen Yuanzhen waved his hand and stopped the taxi.

Chen Yuanzhen drove away in a car, but she didn't know that after she left, Zhao Zhizhen also walked out of the private room.

He stood in the lobby of the restaurant, watching her leave in the car through the glass.

The kind smile on Zhao Zhizhen's face gradually disappeared, and he subconsciously touched the pocket of his trousers, but when his finger touched the phone, his hand froze again.

His eyes rolled for a moment, as if thinking of something, Zhao Zhizhen smiled again, and his hand that had touched the phone gradually retracted.

The return journey was smooth, but within 10 minutes, Chen Yuanzhen stopped the car not far from the funeral home.

Liao Te, who saw Chen Yuanzhen from a distance, got out of the car and ran to her side to hold up an umbrella for her.

"Director, a lot of reporters entered the funeral home just now."

Chen Yuanzhen looked around and saw that there were indeed a lot of cars parked around the funeral home.

"Let's go in and have a look." Chen Yuanzhen said in a deep voice, Liao Tezhu was startled, and hurriedly stopped him:

"But...if the general manager saw you, how would you explain it?"

"It's too late for him to deal with the reporters, how can he take care of me. Everyone is dressed in black, and it's better to have more eyes watching the way."

After she finished speaking, she strode into the funeral parlor.

From the gate of the funeral parlor to the interior of the mourning hall, there is still a section of tree-lined road to walk, but before Chen Yuanzhen walked half of the distance, he saw the dark crowd and heard the sound of camera shutters one after another.

Chen Yuanzhen stopped, and she held Liao Tezhu's hand to prevent her from holding an umbrella for her.

"Why didn't these people enter the mourning hall?"

Liao Tezhu asked softly in doubt.

Chen Yuanzhen remembered the conversation with Zhao Zhizhen just now, and he already knew it in his heart.She put on sunglasses and a black peaked cap.Chen Yuanzhen did not let Liao Tezhu continue to follow, but hurried forward alone.

Chen Yuanzhen was at the end of the crowd. She tiptoed slightly to look into the mourning hall, only to find that the door of the mourning hall, which should have been open, was now closed.

But the few men who stopped the media did not look like funeral home workers.

Chen Yuanzhen narrowed his eyes slightly and took a closer look, only to find that these men had badges with the words "Chen's Real Estate" pinned to their suits.

These people are all from Chen Yuanyang.

Chen Yuanzhen felt more and more strange about today's funeral. She lowered the brim of her hat and gently pushed the elbow of a man beside her who was holding the camera high.

"Excuse me," Chen Yuanzhen whispered, "Excuse me, Chen Yuanyang, has Mr. Chen already entered the mourning hall?"

"Didn't you see that the doors of the mourning hall are closed? What if you didn't enter?" The man beside him said in an unhappy tone.

Chen Yuanzhen smiled, cleared her throat, and asked tentatively:

"Why are there so many people?" She pretended to complain, and then asked tentatively with a smile, "Why, you were also called by President Chen today?"

"Ah, Zhang Tezhu, who is next to Mr. Chen, personally told our editor-in-chief that it was exclusive. If I knew that there were so many people coming and the doors were closed, who would come here when it's raining?"

Chen Yuanzhen was taken aback when he heard the words.

Assistant Zhang?

The special assistant beside Chen Yuanyang is called Yuan Kang, she has seen it before.

As for the people around Chen Zhishan, Xu Gong, Zhao Zhizhen, and the newcomer Gao Xiu.

There is a special assistant Mr. Chen surnamed Zhang.

Chen Yuanzhen only knew one person.

Chen Yuanzhen looked at the obituary outside the mourning hall again. In the photo, the dark-skinned man smiled very honestly.

It's just that under the flashing lights that kept jumping outside the mourning hall, that smile also looked a little weak and powerless for no reason.

Chen Yuanzhen sighed in her heart. She knew that today's funeral was completely a party struggle within the Chen Group, and she felt tired from the bottom of her heart.

Just when she turned around to leave, she suddenly heard a commotion behind her, followed by a loud door opening.

"roll--"

The woman's sharp voice pierced Chen Yuanzhen's eardrums, and she turned her head subconsciously.

The door of the mourning hall was wide open at this time, and a woman in plain clothes was slumped on the ground, her hair was messy, and her eyes were bloodshot.

"You all get out of here—"

The woman sat on the ground and roared again, her voice was so shrill that everyone who heard it felt goosebumps all over her body.

And the person the woman pointed at was none other than Chen Yuanyang.

Chen Yuanyang's personal assistant, Yuan Kang, and two staff members stood in front of him to protect him. They looked down at the woman on the ground vigilantly,

"Ma'am...you know, we didn't mean anything malicious, we just..."

Chen Yuanyang hid behind Yuan Kang and the others, he hurriedly tidied up his loose collar, and said with a embarrassed smile.

However, the woman didn't intend to give Chen Yuanyang a chance to finish speaking. She tremblingly groped for the supplements scattered all over the floor. These supplements were all packed in beautiful tin cans. The door was smashed.

Yuan Kang had quick eyesight and quick hands, and directly stood up in front of Chen Yuanyang, but his own shoulder blades were bruised and purple by those iron cans.

He gritted his teeth and didn't dare to make a sound of pain, so he could only continue to stare at the woman vigilantly.

The reporters standing outside the door looked at each other in blank dismay. Everything that happened in front of them was too fast and the scenes were too intense. They hadn't reacted for a while.However, at this time, who knows whose brain was spinning faster, the shutter sounded, and everyone was relieved collectively, like whitebait in the deep sea, pouring into the mourning hall, Chen Yuanyang and others and the family members of the victims formed a circle.

Their cameras captured the picture of Chen Yuanyang standing and the other party kneeling.It also removed the tears from the faces of the victim's family members, the embarrassment in Chen Yuanyang's eyes, and the expressionless faces of the defenders.

These pictures constitute a rather vivid and cruel human appearance.

The high-ranking chaebols and wealthy families, and the grass-roots people who knelt down on the ground with tears on their faces.

And behind them, a huge "Dian" character placed in the center of the mourning hall.

Chen Yuanzhen looked at everything in front of her with cold eyes, her eyes swept over everyone present, and finally felt very depressed in her heart.

She turned around indifferently, took off her sunglasses and hat, brushed her messy hair with her hands, and walked on the way back.

Chen Zhishan asked the family members to hold another funeral with the money, and Chen Yuanyang and Chen Yuanshuo were left to their own devices in the future.

The stupid Chen Yuanyang was forced to accept the call and came to the funeral with a bunch of gifts.

And Chen Yuanshuo took advantage of this opportunity to attract a lot of media, and took pictures of Chen Yuanyang being refused to attend the funeral, and taking bodyguards to mock the victim's family members condescendingly.

Walking out of the gate of the funeral home, Chen Yuanzhen looked at the stone sculpture sitting at the gate of the funeral home.

It's not clean at all.

At this moment, Chen Yuanzhen was in a state of disarray. This was the first time that she felt that she could do nothing, and could not change anything.

She wiped her rain-soaked face and was about to turn to her car, but at this moment, she heard a man's voice behind her.

"Director Chen?"

Chen Yuanzhen turned her head subconsciously, and Gao Xiu stood behind her with a smile on his face.

However, when Chen Yuanzhen turned around and stood up and looked at him carefully, her heartbeat stopped for a moment, and then it roared in her head like a very rapid drumbeat.

She saw Ji Cixi wearing a black suit, standing behind Gao Xiu, holding an umbrella for him.

Even when she saw Chen Yuanzhen, Ji Cixi didn't have any expression on her face, she just raised her head slightly and glanced at Chen Yuanzhen with her eyes, then lowered her eyebrows to please her eyes.

"Director Chen?"

Seeing Chen Yuanzhen dazed, Gao Xiu called her again.

Chen Yuanzhen came back to her senses, she stepped forward and said with a smile, "Lawyer Gao, why are you here?"

"Me?" Gao Xiu smiled slightly, "It's Special Assistant Xu. He told me that many reporters came to the funeral today. He was afraid that a conflict broke out with the general manager and I might be needed, so he sent me here."

After Gao Xiu finished explaining, his smile deepened. Chen Yuanzhen's preemptive attack just now meant to change the topic, but he didn't like her.

"What about you, Director Chen, why are you here?"

Ji Cixi raised her eyelids again and looked secretly at Chen Yuanzhen, her gaze skipped over the wound on Chen Yuanzhen's lips, and her eyebrows moved slightly.

Chen Yuanzhen's face was very pale, which made Ji Cixi feel faintly uneasy in his heart, now facing Gao Xiu's question, and Chen Yuanzhen didn't answer, Ji Cixi subconsciously clenched the handle of the umbrella in his hand.

She wanted to help Chen Yuanzhen get away with it, but Gao Xiu had doubts about her, and her best choice at this time was to keep her mouth shut.

Chen Yuanzhen's mind was in a state of confusion at this moment. He witnessed that scene with his own eyes just now, and now he saw Ji Cixi standing behind Gao Xiu.

All this made Chen Yuanzhen panic, unable to think of any countermeasures.

But Gao Xiu didn't intend to let her go, he just looked at Chen Yuanzhen's face and waited for her to answer him with a smile.

"Director Chen came with me."

However, at this moment, another voice came.

Gao Xiu followed the prestige, and Zhao Zhizhen walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back.

"Zhao Special Assistant."

Seeing this, Gao Xiu quickly nodded his head and said hello, and Zhao Zhizhen waved his hands cheerfully.

"Lawyer Gao has really worked hard, coming here in the rain, hey, this is..."

Zhao Zhizhen looked at Ji Cixi who was behind Gao Xiu, and said with a smile: "This is a new face."

Gao Xiu said, "This is my assistant, Miss Ji."

"Tsk, Miss Ji looks really young." Zhao Zhizhen reached out and shook hands with Ji Cixi, saying:

"It's really young people's world now."

Although Zhao Zhizhen came out to smooth things over for Chen Yuanzhen, Gao Xiu didn't intend to end this topic, he asked again:

"Are you here with Director Chen today?"

Zhao Zhizhen nodded with a smile, "The chairman still loves his son. It's not enough for Special Assistant Xu to arrange for you to come over. I have to go and see for myself. This is not me taking an elevator with Director Chen in the company to meet her. It's okay, let her come too."

Zhao Zhizhen said and looked at Chen Yuanzhen, "Director Chen, I'm right. Although this is a funeral place, there are good restaurants. The dishes just now are not bad, right?"

Chen Yuanzhen immediately understood Zhao Zhizhen's meaning, pretended to be embarrassed and said with a smile: "Yes... I came here after listening to your words, and it really didn't hurt me."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Gao Xiu, coughed lightly, and pretended to be embarrassed and said:

"I didn't have the nerve to tell Lawyer Gao just now, after all, the reason of eating is a bit embarrassing."

After she finished speaking, she stepped forward a few steps to get in front of Gao Xiu, lowered her voice, and whispered in Gao Xiu's ear:

"I can make an agreement with you. If you dare to tell my dad that I will make a fool of myself about this matter today, I will not let it go."

When Chen Yuanzhen was talking, she kept looking at Ji Cixi, she saw Ji Cixi also looked up at her, and then quickly lowered her eyes, so she couldn't help laughing.

At this moment, she saw that half of Ji Cixi's shoulders were wet from the rain, and a flash of distress flashed in her eyes.After she finished speaking, she stretched out her hand and pushed Gao Xiu's shoulder vigorously, acting like a domineering young lady.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Mr. Gao, you should pay attention, your little assistant's shoulders are soaked!"