Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

"Ming, I understand." Out of the instinct to survive, Wu Qiqi gave in subconsciously.

Zhuang Li nodded in satisfaction, and then took two steps back, but he didn't withdraw that captivating aura.

Hearing his adoptive father's never-before-speaking tough words, Wu Zirui poked his head out of the kitchen and asked curiously, "Dad, what is your bottom line?"

"My bottom line?" Zhuang Li thought for a moment, then said slowly: "If your mother suddenly told me that you are not my own son, I might take all means to retaliate against you. This is my bottom line. I won't Forgive your mother, unless she dies."

Wu Qiqi's face suddenly turned pale, as if she had seen a ghost.

Such Zhuang Li had never seen before.At the same time, she gradually realized that her husband may have two faces, one honest and honest, the other paranoid and vicious.

Even Wu Zirui, who had lived two lifetimes, almost showed a horrified expression.But he quickly calmed down and smiled disapprovingly: "Dad, you are so humorous!"

His experience is far less than that of Wu Qiqi, so he has a bad eye for people, otherwise he would not have married a woman like Zhu Bi in his previous life.

In his eyes, Zhuang Li is just a good-natured old man, so what if he stepped on his bottom line?What revenge could he unleash?At best, he would get drunk, point to the sky and curse, and maybe call his mother when he was sober, crying and begging her to come back to him.

Would Wu Zirui be afraid of such a person?

He walked out of the kitchen with a water glass in his hand, and ordered as a matter of course: "I'm hungry, Dad, hurry up and cook."

"I ordered takeaway when I was hungry. I have something to do." Zhuang Li took a deep look at Wu Qiqi, then put on his black-rimmed glasses, went back to his room, and locked the door behind him.

After he left, Wu Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief, and asked worriedly: "Did he know something? Otherwise, why would he suddenly say that you are not his own son?"

"Impossible." Wu Zirui seemed to think of something, and hurriedly urged: "Mom, quickly take out your diary, I'm going to take it outside and burn it."

"Why did you burn my diary?" Wu Qiqi was pushed into the bedroom by her son.

"Zhuang Li is unemployed and stays at home alone every day. Don't be afraid that he will read your diary. If he knows that I am not his own, he will not be able to get the old house."

"Zhuang Li will never find my diary." Wu Qiqi walked into the bathroom, opened the ceiling, and took out a diary from the ventilation duct.

Wu Zirui was dumbfounded.

Mom hid the diary so tightly, no wonder Zhu Bi was the only one in the family to find it.That woman picked up trash when she was a child, and loved to dig through these hidden corners.

"I'm not afraid of [-], just in case. You are not allowed to write a diary anymore!" Wu Zirui snatched the diary and stuffed it into his backpack.

"Are you going out again?" Wu Qiqi followed him to the porch.

"I'll burn the diary and come back."

"Is it true that Zhang Hu can't bear children?" Wu Qiqi lowered her voice and confirmed again.

"It's true. He was stabbed several times by a woman a few years ago, and both vas deferens were broken. I am his only child." Speaking of this, Wu Zirui showed a proud look.

When lying in a vegetative state on the hospital bed, Wu Zirui could actually hear the voices of the people around him, so he knew everything he should know.That woman Zhu Bi had even explained clearly how she plotted against him in front of his face, which almost made him mad.

In this life, he must kill Zhu Bi and inherit everything from the Zhang family.He can be reborn after death, which shows that even God is helping him.

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Wu Qiqi and Wu Zirui have been going in and out together for the past two days, busy and mysterious.

Without deliberately investigating, Zhuang Li can guess that they must be planning to recognize their ancestors and return to their ancestors.

A few days later, news of Zhang Hu and Gao Shengqing's return to China was suddenly published in the newspaper.Back then, the mother and son made the decision to immigrate to country M in order to heal their injuries. After all, the medical technology is the most developed there, and they might be able to find a way to connect the broken vas deferens.

It's a pity that the money was spent and time wasted, and Zhang Hu's injury still hasn't healed.

Seeing this news, Wu Qiqi couldn't help but laughed out loud on the spot.She knew that her son's plan had succeeded!

Zhuang Li came out of the room and took a deep look at her.

She quickly locked the screen of her phone, and asked pretending to be concerned: "Husband, where are you going?"

"I'm going for an interview."

Zhuang Li hurried to Yilan's office building, bought an expensive suit on the way, and went to the optician's shop to retrieve his customized gold-rimmed glasses and contact lenses.

Half an hour later, the freshly dressed Zhuang Li sat leisurely opposite the three interviewers, with a pair of slender legs lazily crossed.

He is wearing a dark brown suit, the close-fitting tailoring outlines a slender and flexible figure, his curly hair is very natural and casual, with elegant gold-rimmed glasses, he looks like a gentleman with a very gentle and quiet temperament.

The three interviewers rarely saw such an outstanding person in reality, so they asked questions one after another:

"Mr. Zhuang, we are recruiting an administrative assistant, but you used to work in finance and accounting. Will you not be able to get into work quickly?"

"No, I'm also good at administrative assistant stuff."

"Which area are you good at?"

"Good at both."

"Mr. Zhuang, what you said is too general, please give me—"

The interviewer's words were interrupted by the buzzing sound of the vibration. He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, his face suddenly turned pale.

The interviewers sitting on both sides of him also saw the name jumping on the screen, and then showed sympathy.

King Yama is here, hurry up and pick him up!A female interviewer silently urged with her mouth.

The male interviewer calmed down, and then he answered the phone tremblingly. He didn't say hello, but there was a question from the other side: "Manager Zhou, it is said that the new cleaner is your relative? You used your power to open the back door for your relative, and you were fired. !"

"President Feng, which cleaner is my relative? Who did you hear from?" Manager Zhou hurried outside to answer the phone.

Feng is always a man of his word, he never jokes about firing a squid.

Manager Zhou was so anxious that his head was covered with cold sweat, he got on the elevator to the top floor while inquiring about the situation.He remembered that he actually arranged for a relative to come to the company, but not as a cleaner, but as a clerk.

If it was that relative who got into trouble, he would never be able to get away with it.

In his anxiety, Manager Zhou didn't realize that Zhuang Li followed him into the elevator.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Feng Ming's roar rang out deafeningly: "Did I say that no one is allowed to tamper with the things on my desk? Did you? Why are you throwing away my files as trash? You Is the mother's mind flooded? Can the documents be thrown around?"

A sobbing female voice said with extreme aggrievedness: "But that document was crumpled up in a mess, it really looked like garbage. I didn't throw it away, I just didn't know where to put it. I saw your desk is very dirty. Messy, I just want to clean it up for you, I didn't mean it."

"Then I have to thank you? Are you fucking illiterate? Can't you take a look at it if it's rubbish? Don't tell me who is your relative. Today, I not only want you to get out, but also your relatives. Get out! Damn! I haven't seen a fool like you for a long time!"

The roar of the president was mixed with outrageous anger, which made Manager Zhou who came in a hurry dare not approach at all.

He recognized that the woman crying miserably in the office was his wife's cousin.

"Tezhu Sun, what happened?" Manager Zhou asked in fear.

"It's a big disaster!" Sun Tezhu hurriedly pulled him back, and said quickly: "Your sister is too eager to show off. We told her several times not to touch Mr. Feng's things casually, but she went in to deliver documents. When I saw that Mr. Feng was not there, I sorted out all the documents on his desk and threw away the product information sent by the raw material supplier in France.

"It took a long time for Xiao Li to translate that document. The data and information are very complicated. She threw it away, and Xiao Li is worthless. The problem is that the raw material supplier in France will have to talk to Mr. Feng in half an hour. Video conference, without this product information, we don’t even know how to negotiate.”

Manager Zhou held his forehead and asked weakly: "Is it too late to translate again? Xiao Li has done it once, you should still remember it?"

"There are hundreds of kinds of raw materials this time, and the prices, qualities, and origins are all different. Who remembers it! Xiao Li's head was about to explode from the translation. After handing in the documents this morning, he asked for leave, saying he was supporting Can’t hold it anymore. We called him, but he turned off the phone, probably sleeping right now. He worked overtime last night until three or four in the morning to get the materials ready. Your sister is really killing people!”

Tezhu Sun shook his head, showing dissatisfaction.

Manager Zhou was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, but he was even more afraid to enter the office.

At this moment, Zhuang Li who was standing behind him said unhurriedly: "Coincidentally, I understand French, I should be able to solve this matter."

Manager Zhou turned his head and looked at him in amazement: "How did you keep up?"

Tezhu Sun thought he was a new assistant, shook his head and said, "It's too late, can you translate dozens of pages of product information in half an hour?"

"I can, please show me the original document." Zhuang Li stretched out his hand, his tone calm and indifferent.

Seeing that he was so calm and unhurried, Sun Tezhu subconsciously took out the original document from the drawer.

The dense French and numbers give people a headache.This document not only needs to be translated, but also requires accounting and analysis, and lists the floating prices of the most important categories to provide a data basis for the president's negotiations.

It's a huge amount of work.

There are still a few translation companies who can speak French, but Xiao Li is the only one who can analyze data. He is still on leave now.

"Are you new here? If you don't have the ability, I suggest you not to make such a mistake." Sun Tezhu kindly reminded.

"I can't help it. Manager Zhou recruited me to solve similar troubles. This is my job." Zhuang Li walked to the president's office while looking through the documents, and walked away with the coffee that a female assistant had just made.

Manager Zhou frightenedly followed behind him, not revealing that he was just an applicant.

It's good that someone is willing to come out and take care of things, but it's too late for Manager Zhou to thank him.

The roaring in the office was deafening, occasionally mixed with the crying of a woman, making the whole floor oppressive.It seems that Feng Ming was also a tyrant in this life.