Live in heaven.

Ye Beiming spoke a few words to his grandmother and then carried her back to the bedroom.

He first filled the bathtub with water, then carried the little woman to the bathroom to give her a bath.

But this time, the little woman didn't get drunk and was a little abnormal.

He quickly fixed it for her before carrying her out, putting her on the bed and covering her with a blanket.

Then he stood up, walked to the side, picked up the phone on the table, and made a call.

He gave a few brief instructions and hung up the phone.

Then I went to the bathroom to wash up simply.

……

Country T, Wen family manor.

Wen Zimo arrived at the hall of the Wen family manor, and a strong and powerful voice came, leaving no room for rejection, "Kneel down."

He could only kneel down. Now was not the time to tear each other apart. He had to at least find what he wanted, otherwise all these years would be…

But he is not a soft persimmon that can be bullied and squeezed at will.

Mr. Wen brought a whip and said coldly, "Do you know what you did wrong?"

Wen Zimo said in an unpredictable tone, "Grandpa, I don't know where I went wrong. How about you tell me?"

The old man knew that his grandson had been a rebellious person since he was young, so he was not surprised at all to hear him answer like this.

He took the whip in his hand and whipped him on the back, saying sarcastically, "I don't know. Because of you, Zilin's old house almost became useless, and now you tell me you don't know."

After saying that, he whipped Wen Zilin again. Two long marks suddenly appeared on his back, and his skin and flesh were turned outward. It seemed that this man used all his strength when he exerted the force.

The old man whipped him ten times in a row, and he finally felt relieved. He said in a cold tone, "Why don't you go back to Country T? I'll send someone else to handle the business in Jiangcheng."

When Wen Zilinmo heard this, he clenched his fists tightly, his eyes were cold, "No, I have always been in charge of the business over there. If you don't let me be in charge now, who do you want to be in charge?"

He continued to taunt, "You don't want Wen Zilin to be responsible?"

The old man said calmly, "Yes, I plan to let him be in charge of the market over there."

When Wen Zimo heard him say this in person, he felt even colder.

He stood up and said in a tough tone, "Impossible. If you let him take over my job, I'm afraid next time it won't be as simple as his old house being useless."

When Mr. Wen heard this, his face became terribly gloomy, "Are you threatening me?"

Wen Zimo didn't answer, but just looked at him lazily.

The look was full of disdain, and he was just about to pick up the whip in his hand and swing it at him again.

But Wen Zimo dodged it and said casually, "Well, I'm still injured. I need to go and heal. I'm leaving first."

After saying this, he left without caring about what the person behind him looked like.

This was the first time that Grandpa Wen saw his grandson disobeying him like this. It seemed that he really thought he was too powerful.

He took out his cell phone, made a call, said a few words briefly, and hung up.

When Wen Zilin arrived here, he was no longer there. He had hoped to enjoy the show.

I didn't get to see the good show, but I saw that grandpa seemed very angry. Could it be that he was pissed off by that guy again?

He walked up to him and said with concern, "Grandpa, you have to take care of yourself and don't get angry because of that person."

When the old man heard this, he softened his tone and said, "Zilin, are you willing to take charge of Jiangcheng's business?"

When Wen Zilin heard this, his eyes lit up, but he still replied, "Grandpa, isn't my younger brother in charge of the business there? Does he agree if I go there like this?"

The old man said with full energy, "This doesn't have to be his fault. I, an old man, still have the final say in the Wen family."

When Wen Zilin heard his grandfather say this, he quickly said, "Okay, I will follow your arrangements, Grandpa."

The old man couldn't stop laughing when he heard this.

……

Lakeside Manor.

Wen Zimo returned to the house where he lived, got out of the car and walked in, and saw the doctor was already waiting.

The doctor called out when he saw the person coming, "Young Master Wen."

Wen Zimo nodded slightly. The doctor asked him to lie down and began to clean, disinfect, apply medicine, and bandage him. He didn't say a word during the whole process.

In fact, I have long been accustomed to it. Every time I go to see Grandpa Wen, my back is always covered with whip marks of varying sizes when I come back.

Half an hour later, the doctor gave a few instructions and left.

Wen Zimo took out his cell phone and wanted to check her circle of friends.

At this time, his cell phone rang. He took a look and saw that it was his assistant calling. He had a bad feeling.

But I still pressed the answer button and said, "Go ahead."

The assistant replied, "Mr. Zhou, our company previously signed a contract with Shenglong Group. We just received a call from them, saying that they want to terminate the cooperation with us and they are willing to pay the penalty."

Wen Zimo heard it and replied calmly, "I know."

He hung up the phone, knowing that this was a warning from the old man.

Unfortunately, he made a wrong move. He took out his cell phone and called Long Teng, the prince of Shenglong Group.

The phone rang for a few seconds before someone answered it. The person on the other end of the phone asked, "Brother Zhou, you're back. Did you finally remember me?"

Wen Zimo got straight to the point, "Did you know that your company is going to terminate its cooperation with our company?"

When Long Teng heard this, he quickly said, "Brother Zhou, I really don't know about this. I will check it out now and give you a satisfactory answer later."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

He didn't care about it, thinking that it was just a coincidence that he became friends with Long Teng.

It was an autumn afternoon. I passed by an alley and saw him being blocked in the alley by people called by his younger brother. He just felt that the noise these people made was too loud and he felt inexplicably irritated.

He just said coldly, "You are disturbing me."

Who knew that these people would be so ungrateful as to attack me.

In less than ten minutes, these thugs were knocked down by him alone, and they were all grimacing in pain.

Every day after that, Long Teng was like his follower, following him wherever he went.

The thought of this gave me a headache, so I taught him boxing, and later we became good friends.

But in front of outsiders, they are two strangers.

Half an hour later, he received a call from his assistant and knew that the matter had been resolved.

At the same time, Mr. Zhou was happy for less than half an hour when he received a call from his housekeeper.

After listening to the butler's report, his face became a little gloomy.

He didn't expect that this grandson was so capable that he could even deal with the prince of the Shenglong Group. It seemed that he had underestimated this grandson.

It would be great if he wasn't a bastard. This was the first time he had such a thought.

Unfortunately, he was just an illegitimate child who could not be seen in public, so for all these years, he had never introduced to these upper-class people that he had a grandson who was very capable.

He pinched his eyebrows in annoyance. It seemed that he had to send Zilin to Jiangcheng as soon as possible.

After checking over the years, he found out that this guy didn't seem to have any other industries.

He completely forgot that Wen Zimo is no longer the little boy he was more than ten years ago.

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