The Domineering Love: The Little Wife of the Expensive CEO

On the other hand, the first ointment that Nie Zheng participated in producing was finally coming to an end. During this period of time, apart from staying in the office to sort out ancient recipes, she went to the incense-making room to prepare incense. She went out early and came back late every day, and had almost no time to rest.

The work was finally finished, and she wanted to have a good sleep at home this weekend and not worry about anything, but suddenly she received a call from Chong Yixing.

There is no such thing as a visit without a reason. This call must have a purpose.

It turned out to be Mr. Chong.

Mr. Chong hadn't contacted Nie Zheng much since she graduated from university. This time he called her out of the blue and asked her to go back to Chong's house for dinner on Sunday.

"It's the second half of the year, and our family hasn't had a meal together yet, so your grandfather wants to organize a family dinner and meet you young people. I know you are busy with work, but no matter how busy you are, you must go home and see your grandfather more often."

"Got it... I have to work overtime tomorrow, let's see if I can get some time off from the company."

Saying that she was working overtime was just Nie Zheng's excuse. She didn't want to get involved in the Chong family's affairs, she just wanted to find a reason to cover it up.

"Jianzhi and I just talked on the phone. I asked for leave especially for you. No matter how busy you are at work, you won't miss this day."

Chong Yixing laughed twice on the other end of the phone: "Xiao Zheng, if you don't come, you are not giving face to your uncle. You must come when the time comes. Grandpa and uncle are waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, Nie Zheng had only three words in her mind: "Hongmen Banquet".

While she was struggling with this, Chong Jianzhi returned home.

Ever since Fu Yunsheng passed away, Chong Jianzhi has been running between Zhanzhou and Ningjiang, leaving early and returning late every day. It is unknown what he is investigating.

Counting the days, Nie Zheng hasn't seen him for several days.

Before she left, Chong Jianzhi came over on his own initiative. He didn't enter the room, he just stood at the door and said to Nie Zheng: "Tomorrow we will have a family dinner, come with me."

"But I have to work overtime tomorrow."

"I'll give you a day off tomorrow."

Nie Zheng knew she couldn't avoid it, so she could only nod.

The conversation between the two ended here. Nie Zheng didn't know what else to say. Seeing that Chong Jianzhi had not left, she thought he had something else to say, but after a while, seeing that he didn't want to open his mouth, she tentatively called him "Brother".

"Brother, is there anything else?"

After Chong Jianzhi became conflicted, he still didn't tell Nie Zheng about the accident involving his father and mother or any other hidden secrets.

"…Did you give that bottle of stomach medicine to Richard?"

Nie Zheng nodded: "I saw that you had finished taking your stomach medicine, so--"

"All the medicine bottles look the same, how do you know which stomach medicine I'm taking?"

"Um...you threw the empty medicine bottle into the trash can, and I picked it up and looked at the name of the medicine."

Chong Jianzhi's heart moved, but his expression remained unchanged. In fact, he had been tense. After asking the question in his heart, he only felt a warm current flowing through his chest.

Wanting to hug the person in front of him, Chong Jianzhi clenched his fists and then unclenched them, but still did not raise his arms.

"You... should rest early."

"Brother, are you okay?"

Nie Zheng blinked and looked him up and down for a long time, always feeling that something was wrong with him.

Today he seemed...too gentle.

"fine."

Chong Jianzhi realized that he had lost his composure and turned away.

Only Nie Zheng was left looking at his back, frowning in confusion.

On the day of the family dinner, when the two arrived, almost everyone was there.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two of them slowly sat down.

Nie Zheng always felt that the scrutinizing gaze carried a certain scrutiny, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Chong gradually realized that, from the expressions of these people, he could sense that this family dinner had some purpose, and that he and Nie Zheng, who were sitting among them, were undoubtedly the protagonists of today.

"Xiao Zheng, come here quickly and let grandpa see you. It's been four years since grandpa last saw you. Don't you want to go home and visit during these four years?"

It was nothing but embarrassment. Nie Zheng had no idea how to answer this question. She couldn't say that Chong Jianzhi didn't let her come back.

"Dad, it's not that Xiao Zheng doesn't want to come back, it's that someone doesn't allow her to come back, right?"

Chong Yixing started to act sarcastic again.

"No one is stopping me from coming back. I just don't want to come back. I just don't want to see certain people."

Nie Zheng retorted to Chong Yixing, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell that the people she didn't want to see were Chong Yixing.

"Okay, okay, stop joking. You don't miss your uncle, but your uncle misses you."

Chong Yixing is a smiling tiger. Even when Nie Zheng scolded him like that, he still made jokes without changing his expression or beating his heart. He has a very high psychological quality.

"Let's eat." Chong Jianzhi handed Nie Zheng a pair of chopsticks, signaling her not to say anything more.

During meals, Mr. Chong always intentionally or unintentionally brought the topic to Nie Zheng's work.

"Xiao Zheng, I heard that you just finished a perfume in the R&D department. This is your first work after graduating from college. When can you bring it to Grandpa to see?"

"Let's talk about it after the product is on the market." She focused on the food on the plate, and her answer to the old man's question was obviously perfunctory.

"What? Can't Grandpa take a look before it goes on the market? We're all family."

At this point, Chong Jianzhi suddenly laughed, and the laughter seemed a little abrupt at the entire dinner table.

"Grandpa, she signed a confidentiality agreement."

Mr. Chong smiled awkwardly: "Jianzhi, you are such a joker."

Chong Jianzhi said nothing. He lowered his head, took a sip of soup, frowned, and put down his bowl and chopsticks, as if he had finished eating.

"Jianzhi, I asked you to come here this time because I have something to discuss."

Finally got to the point.

"explain."

"You have been wanting to restart Touyun for the past few years, but Grandpa has never agreed. It's not that I want to hide Touyun forever, but I just haven't thought about how it should be re-launched. After all, this is the hard work of your father and mother. Now that they are gone, Grandpa has to take responsibility for Touyun."

Chong Jianzhi didn't buy into Mr. Chong's tricks. He listened to the other party's words expressionlessly and only asked, "What are the conditions?"

Mr. Chong was stunned at first, probably because he didn't expect Chong Jianzhi to be so direct. He raised his hand to stroke his beard, squinted his eyes and smiled at Chong Jianzhi: "The perfume that Xiao Zheng is leading is already finished. If she becomes the spokesperson for this perfume as the heir of Tang Xiang and uses this perfume as the first product of Touyun's restart, I believe this perfume will be a big hit."

"Grandpa, I didn't lead the development of this ointment...it was the entire team—"

Master Chong interrupted her: "It doesn't matter at all."

She turned her head and looked at Chong Jianzhi, wanting to see what his reaction was.

Seeing that Chong Jianzhi had not spoken, Old Man Chong spoke again: "Let's talk business. If you use this as a gimmick, I can guarantee that this perfume will sell well. What are you hesitating about? Restart Touyun. I will only give you this one chance."

This is clearly a naked threat.

Chong Jianzhi didn't agree, nor did he refuse. Instead, he stood up and looked down at Old Man Chong. There was already a surge of undercurrents between their eyes: "Grandpa, I have something to do at the company, so I'm leaving first. I'll think about what you said, and I can't give you an answer right now."

Hearing that there was still room for improvement, Mr. Chong narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Consider it, think about it carefully."

Chong Jianzhi grabbed Nie Zheng's wrist and said, "Go home."