A sickly child turned into a rich family's only son

Xin Bai was confused and remembered this sentence.

Xin Bai has been moving between the arms of various godfathers and his home these days.

When the godfathers also had to go to work and were very busy, Xin Bai would be sent back to his great-grandmother and great-grandfather, and occasionally to his own grandmother.

But my grandmother has an older sister who is a bit fierce and Xin Bo doesn’t like her.

However, Xinbai's grandmother occasionally muttered something with an indifferent expression, but Xinbai never saw his grandmother since then.

Grandfather didn't tell Zhou Bu about this either, because if he had told him, the mother and son would have quarreled even more.

Just when Zhou Bu was getting the hang of Bu's work, a phone call suddenly came in.

Zhou Wei sat in the office and touched his phone without even looking at it. "Hello!"

"Xiao Pi, it's me."

Zhou Bu was surprised for a moment, "Mom? What's wrong? Is there something wrong with your work? I'll go up and talk to you."

Bu Congling hurriedly said: "No, no, I didn't go to work today."

Zhou Wei frowned, "Are you feeling unwell again? Have you seen a doctor? I'll go see you."

After Zhou Wei finished speaking, he wanted to hang up the phone and drive to see his mother.

Bu Congling became even more anxious. He was a little embarrassed at first, but now he said directly: "It's not my health, it's also a physical problem. I'm going out to play. The doctor recommended that I rest for a while. I'm at the airport now."

Zhou Bu said, "Then please be careful. Is Uncle Shang coming with you?"

At this time Zhou Bu hadn't reacted yet.

"Yes, yes, he's going with me."

"That's good... No, wait, you're at the airport? What about the company?"

Zhou Wei's attention was finally diverted from the documents he was burying in, and he realized what his mother was talking about.

Bu Congling: "Well, I'm about to board the plane. As for the company, I found a worker for you. He's average, but he can do the job. You can just give him orders. I'm hanging up now."

Zhou Bu: What a mess.

At this time, Secretary Yali knocked on the door and came in and said that General Qi’s secretary brought her in and said that this person wanted you to meet him.

Zhou Bu's mood is pretty average right now, and is tending to get even worse.

Inevitably, he exuded an aura that was not easy to mess with, "Then bring it in!"

To show respect, Zhou Wei put down the document in his hand and looked at who it was. Logically, he should be able to guess it, but he was so busy these days that he was confused.

He was also shocked by the news brought by his mother's phone call.

I was the only one working in the office just now. I had a meeting today, so Zhou Bu wore a suit on purpose. In fact, he wears this way every day because you never know when he will have a meeting or a client to meet.

For example, Zhou, the mermaid, and Laiqi...

Zhou Wei was alone just now, so he took off his suit jacket and only wore a shirt.

I was a bit annoyed by the document and even unbuttoned my collar.

It’s… not very appropriate to meet people like this.

So while Yali was inviting someone in, Zhou Wei straightened his clothes, let down his rolled-up sleeves, and buttoned up his clothes.

When Bu Congjin came in, what she saw was her nephew, with a serious expression (because he was in a bad mood), adjusting his cuffs.

Yali went out and closed the door naturally, making a clear click sound.

When Zhou Bu heard this, he knew that a guest had come in. He had no time to struggle with his sleeves. He stood up reflexively and stretched out his hand to shake hands.

Bu Congjin lazily held his nephew's hand, "Hello! Mr. Zhou, long time no see."

When Zhou Bu saw his uncle, he suddenly lost the desire to shake hands with him. He even felt a little silly for being so flustered with his clothes.

My uncle must be laughing at me, but I'm not sure.

Sure enough, "After not seeing you for a few years, Mr. Zhou has become so polite."

Zhou Wei didn't know what he was thinking of, his eyes lit up and his mood index soared.

Zhou Bu ignored Qi Congjin's teasing, but smiled and stared at Qi Congjin with his sharp eyes.

He knew, how could his mother abandon him? Isn't this a ready-made donkey... no, a ready-made good helper?

He doesn't have to work overtime anymore, he's free, everyone rejoices! Ahhhhhh!

Zhou Bu was already unable to contain his excitement, he couldn't even hear what his uncle was saying.

He only knew that his mood was a little off the charts.

It has been more than two months, almost three months, since he finished filming.

From winter clothes to summer clothes, everyone has to wear them.

During these three months, he never went to bed before one o'clock, got up at six o'clock every morning, and ran away from home on Saturdays and weekends.

Everyone knows about his mother's physical condition. In order to get familiar with the work as soon as possible, he has been working hard during this period and studying as hard as a sponge absorbs water.

He seems to be in a bad mood, and his passion for work seems to be similar to that of SpongeBob SquarePants.

But now, that’s all unnecessary.

Bu Congjin chatted there for a long time and found that his nephew didn't say a word.

Curiously, he turned around and saw his nephew staring at him with eyes that seemed to contain... uh! That was happiness, right?

Bu Congjin and Zhou Bu looked at each other.

Zhou Bu suddenly slammed the table, leaped over to Bu Congjin in two steps, and threw himself on his back.

"Uncle! It's great that you're back."

Bu Congjin was pressed down and couldn't get up. "Oh my god, you still act like a child! You throw yourself on me. You're already a father. Where's the style of Mr. Zhou just now..."

Zhou Bu didn't care what he said! He just knew that he was saved.

He can get a full eight hours of sleep and be with his son.

After some conversation, Bu Congjin finally understood why Zhou Bu was so excited to see him. The last time they met, it seemed that the two of them...didn't say a word.

Oh! He still said it, but it would have been better if he hadn't said it, because he looked like a donkey who hadn't been home for a long time.

Bu Congjin sighed, "Then, please give me your instructions, Mr. Zhou. I will follow your instructions."

Zhou Qi was not polite and asked Yali to call his mother's secretary, which meant giving him a "little bit" of his mother's work.

By the way, let Yali clean up an office next door for her uncle.

Sure enough, after his uncle came back, Zhou Wei relaxed all of a sudden.

Not only do I have a weekend, but I can also get off work earlier.

I eat with my grandma in the morning and go to my grandpa's house for lunch at noon.

I got off work early in the evening and took my son and brothers to have a BBQ.

On weekends, I can also accompany Si Xi and my son to develop their athletic talents and exercise at the same time.

My temper has improved, my personality has become calmer, and even my work efficiency has increased a little.

Sure enough, extending employees' working hours will only reduce work efficiency.

Recently, Old Man Zhou has not been in good health, so Zhou Bu goes to see him whenever he has nothing to do.

The reason why he didn't bring Xin Bai was because his fifth uncle's son often stayed at Old Man Zhou's house, and he didn't want his son to call him uncle.

Yes, that's an unreasonable reason.

Old Man Zhou had many children and grandchildren, and many people came to visit him, so Zhou Qi gradually went less and less.

But he still made time to go, and he accompanied the old man fishing, taking walks, and eating.

As he was old and didn't like to move, Zhou Bu bought him a dog, especially a puppy.

Otherwise, if the dog grows up, I won’t know whether the person is walking the dog or the dog is walking the old man.

The old man is so old, but he doesn’t even carry the dog for a walk.

Unexpectedly, the dog got along well with the old man later, and the doctor said there was no problem.

Zhou Wei gradually let the matter go.

Although he cared about his grandfather, he didn't really want to go back. He didn't want to see the old lady or his son.

I don't want to see them as a reunited family.

It made him physically ill, especially thinking about his grandmother.