best day

At the end of the winter vacation, Dewey became busy because of the appearance of the puppy. He couldn't bear to go out and run around every day, and watched his new partner at home all day.

Compared with Zheng Luolai's desperation in the company, he is very relaxed.

It was the same today, Ermeng watched the golden retriever fall asleep, and played games comfortably on the sofa.

The stereo was turned up loudly, causing the doorbell to ring for a long time before being vaguely heard.

Dewey was puzzled, pressed the pause button and jumped to the door to see, it turned out to be a strange beautiful woman.

He opened it and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

The woman sized her up for a while, then asked, "Zheng Luolai lives here?"

Dewey made a sound, and then asked: "Who are you, and why are you looking for him?"

The woman handed over the business card arrogantly with a leather-gloved hand.

It turned out to be Zheng Jiawei.

Dewey replied somewhat repulsively: "He's not here."

After speaking, the door will be closed.

Who knew that Zheng Jiawei pushed away hard and stepped in, sneering: "Mr. Du, is this the way of hospitality?"

Dewey would not deal with people he hates hypocritically. He frowned and said, "What son, who allowed you to come in, don't think you are a woman and I will let you in." Zheng Jiawei is obviously used to giving orders, no Impressed, he sat on the sofa and said, "Call Zheng Luolai back."

"I can't find him, you can find him yourself." Dewey said angrily, "Please leave now, or I will call the security guard."

Zheng Jiawei smiled disdainfully and ignored it.

Dewey had never seen such a person before, and immediately walked over unhappy and said, "Get out!"

Unexpectedly, before Zheng Jiawei could react, a lazy question came from behind them: "Auntie, why did you start bullying the child?"

Dewey turned his head and saw that it was Bai Yan and Zheng Luolai who had entered the house, so he shut up.

Zheng Jiawei obviously didn't like this little assistant: "What did you call me?"

"Oh, my name is wrong? You are 50 years old and I am 25 years old. What do you call your auntie?" Bai Yan still had bright eyes.

Dewey looked at the stylish and beautiful Zheng Jiawei in surprise.

Age is a taboo for every woman, and sure enough, Zheng Jiawei immediately stood up and frowned: "You have no place to talk here."

Zheng Luolai seemed a little tired, not in any mood to argue with them, but said softly: "Stop talking, come with me."

After speaking, he took the briefcase and went into the study.

Zheng Jiawei gave Bai Yan a hard look, and followed him in.

Dewey picked up the little golden retriever who was woken up, and said to Bai Yan: "You can take what you want to drink. I'm going to sleep."

He gradually felt an inexplicable distaste for this assistant.

Although there was no conflict, she really disliked Zheng Luolai staying with Bai Yan all day.

——.

"What are you doing at my house? Didn't you say you were going to find grandpa?" Zheng Luolai lit a cigarette and sat down on the sofa indifferently.

Before this accident, Zheng Jiawei had always been the backbone of the family business.

Usually, the old man doesn't like to ask about business matters, and the other children and grandchildren are not as strong as her.

So the sudden blow obviously made this woman a little hard to accept: "Father won't see me."

Zheng Luolai shook the ash in the ashtray, and then asked, "Do you know why he didn't see you?"

Zheng Jiawei was silent, with a gloomy and annoyed expression: "How do I know, I have worked so hard for my family for so many years, and he said that he doesn't like me if he doesn't like it. This is too ridiculous."

Zheng Luolai looked into her eyes: "You are not for this family, you are for yourself. Haven't you asked yourself how many people have you hurt in order to gain power? Do you think grandpa likes to see you like this? ?"

Zheng Jiawei asked arrogantly: "You mean your parents, please figure it out, your father is useless, your mother is too ambitious, is it my fault?!"

If Zheng Luolai was only suffering from why his parents abandoned him when he was a child, when he grew up, he suffered more from the truth of abandonment than from this fact.

The beautiful mother wanted to be the first lady of the Zheng family, but the father who grew up held in the palm of Zheng Songyan's hands was a bit out of date, kind-hearted and slow-witted. , It caused my mother to divorce and remarry, and my father was also a little disheartened. He did some overseas business for nothing, and didn't bother to return to Beijing.

Leaving the young Zheng Luolai by his grandfather's side, he grew up gloomy and depressed.

Whose fault is this?

Probably no one is right, it's just bad luck.

Fortunately, Mr. Hooligan is no longer the kid who used to hide and cry. He smiled without changing his face: "I'm not a judge. What's the use of you telling me about this? God is watching."

Zheng Jiawei was a little emotional: "I want to see my father."

Zheng Luolai stubbed out the cigarette: "How can I influence Grandpa's attitude, aunt, you think highly of me too, I can't control this matter."

Zheng Jiawei's expression became worse: "You are forcing me by treating me like this."

Zheng Luolai shrugged.

Zheng Jiawei suddenly laughed again: "You think I'm unreasonable, you don't know what real inhumanity is, don't regret it!"

"I know you are capable, and being the acting chairman for so many years is not for nothing. You have a thousand ways to get rid of me, and you have a thousand ways to get back to your position. I'm afraid. Satisfied?" Zheng Luolai lowered his eyelashes and said slowly: "But having said that, an activist like you, if you have the ability to kill me, why would you come to say hello? How about it, isn't grandpa more scheming?"

Zheng Jiawei, whose hands and feet were cut off by Zheng Songyan recently, stopped talking.

Zheng Luolai suddenly stood up, standing very close to her: "Auntie, look clearly, I am no longer that kid who was thrown around by you casually, I have grown up, you have to bluff, am I wrong? object?"

There was silence in the study.

After a few seconds, Zheng Jiawei didn't say anything, just gave him a very resentful look, and then slammed the door and went out.

Zheng Luolai, who was left in the same place, felt very tired. He thought of many old things that he didn't want to think of, and his heart was so depressed that he opened the door of the study with a lot of effort.

Unexpectedly, there was Dewey's concerned face: "Are you all right?"

Zheng Luolai smiled: "It's okay, by the way, the company still has work to be done. I'm here to get the documents. You can order takeaway for dinner."

Dewey snorted, then tilted his head to see him and Bai Yan going out one after the other, gradually froze his face.

——.

"Oh, what's the matter, hiding out to drink?" Bai Yan asked with a smile while sitting in the dining room.

Zheng Luolai raised his head and drank the glass again, shaking his head wearily.

Bai Yan leaned his head over: "Why did you lie to Dewey, you obviously have nothing to do, do you want to be with me..."

Zheng Luolai glanced at him indifferently: "You go, let me be quiet."

"I understand, you don't want him to see you so fragile and want to be a big man?" Bai Yan ate the food on the plate gracefully, and said with a smile: "Your aunt made you feel bad today, reminding me of my miserable childhood ?”

Zheng Luolai was obviously a little drunk: "It's not your turn to talk nonsense."

Bai Yan still accepted all the good and bad ones: "Old Mr. Zheng said that he regretted not treating you well, and he also said that you have changed a lot in recent years."

Zheng Luolai poured himself wine silently.

Bai Yan smiled and patted his head: "Such a big man is actually a child."

Zheng Luolai opened his hand annoyed.

Bai Yan's smile didn't change.

——.

That night, Mr. Hooligan drank a lot, and when he was finally helped out by Bai Yan, he couldn't stand still.

Fortunately, Bai Yan was a reliable person after all, so he asked the driver to bring the car and let him sit comfortably, then he paid for the meal and left with Zheng Luolai.

When the tranquility was restored at the entrance of the restaurant, a person walked out of the dark corner by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

It was Dewey in a thick down jacket.

He frowned in the night, with a long-lost anger in his heart.

It's like this after being intimate with someone, there is no room for distance and concealment, let alone betrayal?