What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

"Uncle Chen... take care of yourself..."

on the phone.

Zhang Qingyang heard Zhang Xiaoan's voice and quickly hung up the phone.

Fatty Chen still kept answering the phone.

He squinted at Zhang Xiaoan, the anger on his face obvious.

The time when I was hung from a tree and blindfolded didn't count.

The last time the two met was in a private room at the Carlton Hotel.

Before Fatty Chen could remember Zhang Xiaoan's appearance, he was kicked unconscious by the opponent.

This time.

Fatty Chen squinted his eyes and looked at Zhang Xiaoan carefully.

Seeing the bookish look on the other side, Bai Ruyu, there was a cleverness between his brows.

Fatty Chen deduced that Zhang Xiaoan was definitely not Zhang Qingyang's kind. If he didn't have some means, he wouldn't be able to eat the soft rice of the Fang family.

It seems that it needs to be treated with caution.

Fatty Chen has always believed that a big boss at his level must be able to keep his emotions and anger a secret, and must have the courage to remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai!

Never lose your composure in front of juniors.

After adjusting his mood and regaining his anger, Fatty Chen asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

"Come and apologize to you."

"Apologise?" Fatty Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Haha, this is the first time I've heard of someone carrying bricks to someone's house to apologize. The gifts are so down-to-earth. Your Wangjiang folk customs are very simple!"

"I forgot to buy you something when I came here. I thought I couldn't come empty-handed." Zhang Xiaoan placed the brick in front of Fatty Chen: "I hope Mr. Chen will accept your kindness."

at this point.

Even if Fatty Chen pressed hard, he could tell that Zhang Xiaoan was definitely not here to apologize to him today.

"Okay, I accept your offer. If you have nothing to do, just go back."

"Don't rush me away yet. I'll sit down and let's talk about our feelings." Zhang Xiao'an said, moved the quilt aside, and sat down next to Fatty Chen.

"Stop joking, we have such a good relationship, do we still need to communicate?" Fatty Chen has been controlling the anger in his heart.

You hang me on a tree and humiliate me with all kinds of insults. We are comparable to the hatred of killing your father or taking away your wife! No matter what I do, I will never forget you!

"Of course I did." Zhang Xiaoan put his fist to Fatty Chen's mouth: "Just think of my fist as a microphone, and I'll interview you."

"I was the one who beat you up at the Carlton Hotel that day. Why are you making things difficult for the Mingjun Group? The grudge between us is not the same as others!"

"Aren't you next to each other?" Fatty Chen asked, "Aren't you Xiaojun's son-in-law?"

"When did I become his son-in-law? Did you issue me the marriage certificate?" Zhang Xiaoan asked in return.

"Young man, what we are talking about now is meaningless. Just like what I asked you when you hung me on the tree that night, the conflict has reached this point. How do you plan to deal with the aftermath?"

"Then don't worry about it, just cherish your last time in Wangjiang."

"Haha, you want to blast me out of Wangjiang?"

Zhang Xiaoan nodded: "Ah, I discussed it with your master Zhang Youzhi, and I am going to blast you out of Wangjiang, and he agreed."

Fatty Chen was about to act like an old man and teach him a few words about not being too bragging, but the phone suddenly rang again.

He picked up the phone and looked.

It’s Zhang Youzhi!

This was a man who gave him endless courage. Fatty Chen didn't dare to neglect him. He hurriedly answered the phone and said in a very respectful tone: "Hello, Mr. Zhang."

"Xiao Chen, what are you busy with?" Zhang Youzhi's tone on the phone was very easy-going.

"I'm looking at several financial statements. This quarter's financial report has come out. After I review it, I will immediately ask the finance person to send it to the headquarters."

Acting as an old-timer in front of Zhang Youzhi?

nonexistent!

Fatty Chen must be as obedient as possible when facing Zhang Youzhi.

"The financial statements are not urgent. I heard from people in the branch that you were hospitalized? Are you okay?"

Fatty Chen responded flattered: "I'm fine, I just have a cold. Thank you Mr. Zhang for your concern. Don't worry! I will definitely not delay my work!"

"Rest more when you are sick. Your body is the capital of your struggle. Listen to me. Stay in the hospital for a few more days and wait until you feel better before you leave the hospital. Don't worry about work yet."

Fatty Chen almost burst out laughing when he heard Zhang Youzhi's words.

The old leader is very concerned about his own health!

He immediately vowed: "Okay, please rest assured, Mr. Zhang. After I am discharged from the hospital, I will definitely work hard to lead Wangjiang Branch to a higher level! Let's make another breakthrough in sales this year!"

"I'm very happy that you can still have this momentum, but Xiao Chen, remember, you are almost fifty after all, and your body is not as resistant as young people."

"When I was your age, my health was declining in all aspects. As someone who has experienced it, I would like to give you a piece of advice."

"Hanging on a tree and swinging on a swing is already an extreme sport for us. We should try to avoid doing this kind of activity as much as possible in the future."

"..."

"..."

Great joy and great sorrow usually only last for a moment.

Fatty Chen, who was flattered just now, now looked like an eggplant beaten by frost, so wilted that he could no longer speak.

Zhang Youzhi stopped talking and asked, "Is Qingyang still obedient in Wangjiang?"

"Be obedient, don't worry, Mr. Zhang, Qingyang is very obedient!"

"Just be obedient. I'll take time to go to Wangjiang to see you in a few days. Remember to have someone pick me up then."

Fatty Chen said bravely: "Okay...Okay Mr. Zhang, please inform me in advance of the specific day when you will come, and I will have someone pick you up."

"No, I'm not sure about it either. Just let it go. This is it for now. You can rest first."

"Goodbye Mr. Zhang..."

After hanging up the phone.

Fatty Chen sat on the hospital bed with his head drooped and his face looked extremely ugly.

"I see that you didn't seem particularly happy after answering the phone. I'm going back first. I'll come and play with you when I have time."

Zhang Xiaoan stood up and swaggered out of the ward.

From the moment Zhang Xiaoan entered the house, Xiao He began to slump there and pretend to be dead.

At this moment, he saw something was wrong with the expression on Fatty Chen's face, and asked tentatively: "Mr. Chen, what's wrong with you? Did Mr. Zhang say anything to you on the phone? Is Zhang Xiaoan really angry with Mr. Zhang?" , want you to leave Wangjiang?"

"Impossible!" Fatty Chen denied it flatly: "Even Fang Jun can't get in touch with Mr. Zhang, and it's even more impossible for Zhang Xiao'an, a young boy. He is deliberately trying to scare me."

"With all his little tricks, he's still a little too young in front of me!"

"but……"

Fatty Chen changed the topic: "Mr. Zhang knows a lot of things we have done recently. This is my fault. I was negligent."

"Actually, I should have guessed that someone in our branch has been secretly complaining to the headquarters."

There is nothing wrong with Fatty Chen's idea.

Zhang Xiaoan never mentioned the grudge between him and Fatty Chen to Zhang Youzhi. Zhang Youzhi knew so much information because there were intelligence agents from the headquarters in the Wangjiang branch.

"Mr. Zhang said that he will come to Wangjiang in a few days, and he may ask about the recent conflicts we have had with Mingjun Group."

"What should we do?" Xiao He asked worriedly.

"It's easy to handle. After all, Qingyang also got slapped by Zhang Xiaoan. It's easy to explain when Mr. Zhang asks." Fatty Chen replied in a relaxed tone.

Xiao He reminded: "Mr. Chen, don't forget that it was Qingyang who slapped Huang Zhichao on the head with a wine bottle first."

"Haha, look at Huang Zhichao walking around Qingyang like a pug every day. Do you think he would tell people about this kind of thing everywhere?"

Xiao He thought for a while: "Ha! You're right. I've seen the father and son trying to please us in the past few days, and I found that they are really good at being dogs!"