In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Brother Dazhi exchanged polite words with his son. Seeing that his son was very determined, he had no choice but to reluctantly sigh: "That's alright, I'll wait for you."

Then hang up the phone and continue smoking.

There seems to be no change on the face, but the sitting posture has changed.

Just now, he was sitting upright, but now he crossed his legs, his shoulders sank, and his body slumped to the right. With a cigarette between his legs, Big Thumb gently rubbed his temples.

On the corner of his lips, he smiled evilly.

"I didn't stop you." Brother Dazhi opened his thin lips slightly. "You have to come over and give me some advice. Alas, there's really nothing you can do with this brat."

Chen Laoden and Gu Laoden looked solemnly and looked at the leader of the three courtyards, Wang Linan.

"The last time I saw Xiao Zhang was at his retirement ceremony in Beimang." Wang Linan wrote lightly. "I also really want to drink tea and chat with him."

"Let's talk about my work arrangements." Brother Dazhi said calmly and calmly.

Wang Linan frowned and ignored Zhang Dazhi.

An old man who has been in decline for twenty years.

He was a head shorter than himself back then, how can he make waves now?

puff...

In the quiet conference room, a thick fart sound suddenly sounded.

Wang Linan's eyes darkened and he glanced sideways at Dean Chen.

"I had a bad stomach last night." Dean Chen raised his butt, his face sallow. "Coming out soon..."

He clutched his stomach and ran away.

Dean Gu was stunned, his eyes full of envy.

"You had dinner with me last night." Wang Linan glanced at Dean Gu lightly. "There's nothing wrong with my stomach."

"Dean Wang said it's okay. Of course I'm healthy too." Dean Gu lit a cigarette and said in a serious manner. "I am too old to be more pretentious than Dean Wang."

Wang Linan's eyes were strange, showing no joy or anger.

Brother Dazhi shook his legs and smoked a cigarette without making a sound.

In fact, deep down, there is nothing wrong with being a gatekeeper. As long as he can keep an eye on these old men, he can get closer to the truth.

It doesn't matter if you embarrass yourself a little bit.

Brother Dazhi's main consideration is his son's face.

I personally greeted these old people.

Just arrange a janitor?

Brother Dazhi doesn't care, where can I put my son's face?

Looking back, my son became anxious and went crazy on the spot: Brother Dazhi and Sister Yingzi, one of them is the dean! When outsiders saw it, they thought General Zhang couldn't afford it!

……

Shang Zhongtang, who had not been going well at work recently and was in a depressed mood, heard that General Zhang was going to enter the wall, so he made a special trip to wait outside the door with his "female family members".

Shang Hongji, who was standing aside, also looked depressed.

Her mood is quite complicated. She is afraid that her father will drive a Land Rover, and she is also afraid that her father will be buried...

She was a little jealous when she heard her father say that he was making progress a while ago.

But now, the process of settling in the backyard has been delayed again and again, and it looks like it's going to be cold.

She was also afraid that she would have no backer in the future.

So the father and daughter boldly came to block General Zhang's special car and wanted to do some exercise...

"Brother Zhang!"

Shang Zhongtang stepped forward quickly.

General Zhang’s identity has not yet been revealed.

Shang Zhongtang chose to call out a nickname.

The special car screeched to a stop on the side of the road, its windows lowered, revealing a majestic face full of power.

"Is something wrong?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Shang Zhongtang lightly.

In ancient times, anyone who stopped a sedan chair in the street to file a complaint would have to be punished first.

"Brother Zhang, I have been treated unfairly!" Shang Zhongtang lamented.

He explained the previous interview process in the three major courtyards in detail.

Except betraying Yingzi.

"Brother Zhang, don't you think this is a bit of a distraction from the organization?"

Shang Zhongtang gritted his teeth: "I opened the champagne! I even ate the celebration banquet! What happened to this?"

Zhang Ruoyu frowned and glanced at Shang Hongji, who was standing beside him at a loss. "Is this the case?"

Seeing that Brother Zhang was asking for help, Shang Hongji slightly bent his waist and leaned towards the car window. He subconsciously covered his chest with one hand, his red lips slightly opened, and he was about to speak...

"Cover again?"

Zhang Ruoyu said coldly.

Shang Zhongtang's delicate body trembled, and a cold current rushed from the soles of his feet to his chest...

Shang Hongji took a deep breath of air-conditioning, let go of his hand, put it behind his back, got rid of the "bad habit" he had developed since he was eighteen years old, and reported in a low voice: "My dad has indeed suffered unfair treatment. I even suspect that it is dad." Being targeted by someone with ulterior motives..."

Shang Zhongtang stamped his feet fiercely on the side and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zhang, who doesn't know that I am yours? What they did is really excessive!"

Zhang Ruoyu lit a cigarette with an expressionless face and glanced at Shang Hongji: "Actually, your father is not the only one who is being targeted."

Brother Zhang didn't say the second half of the sentence, it was too shameful.

"what?"

Shang Zhongtang's face turned pale and he said, "Is there really going to be a big purge in the backyard?"

Zhang Ruoyu comforted Shang Zhongtang and said calmly: "I came here specifically to deal with this incident."

Shang Zhongtang's eyes turned red when he was moved, and his whole body trembled: "Brother Zhang, I..."

General Zhang actually came here specifically for his own business?

Shang Zhongtang was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

"Okay." Zhang Ruoyu exhaled thick smoke and said calmly. "I'll go to the backyard first, and you go back and wait for news."

After that, the car slowly drove towards the backyard.

Shang Zhongtang's anxious heart was more than half at ease.

Shang Hongji, who was standing next to him, had a complicated expression. His pretty face turned red and white.

Just as Shang Zhongtang was about to drag his daughter back to the building.

But Shang Hongji bit his lip, stamped his feet, and his beautiful eyes almost watered: "Dad, do you still dare to say that he doesn't like me?"