President's mixed-race baby

Especially Zheng Tianyuan, when he wanted to ask Zheng Yuan about his private property developed in other places, Zheng Yuan's answer was even more cloudy, even if it was the slightest disturbance, Zheng Yuan's answer would prevent Zheng Tianyuan from getting any desired information.

Zheng Yuan was still not in the mood to drink the tea in front of him. After the room was quiet for a while, Zheng Yuan seemed to have found a suitable opportunity, and asked Zheng Tianyuan,

"For Yiming's injury to Wei Yujie, you still have a conniving attitude." Zheng Yuan's voice was cold, just like his mood at this moment.

Zheng Yuan is not a fool, he just temporarily suppressed his anger because Wei Yujie was fine, but this does not mean that he will continue to connive endlessly.

After all, there are not many opportunities for father and son to meet each other, and he really wants to take this opportunity to know what his father thinks.

Or, he is just a pawn of Zheng's enterprise, or the plaything of his favorite second son, Zheng Yiming.

Silent and quiet, just like Zheng Yuan's state when he first entered this room.

This can also be regarded as a way of getting along between their father and son. In fact, with Zheng Yuan's character, he would not do anything to Zheng Yiming or his father. He just wanted to confirm who the perpetrator was. .

The result of the answer was just as Zheng Yuan expected at first, even though he was unwilling to face it, the fact did not give Zheng Yuan the opportunity to deceive himself.

Zheng Tianyuan's silence was nothing more than a strong acknowledgment.

According to Zheng Tianyuan's words before, Zheng Yuan came to a luxury private room on the non-top floor of the hotel, because the top floor is the office of the hotel's executives.Therefore, as a guest, Wang Baichuan naturally chose to be at the highest level in the business area.

Before Zheng Yuan raised his hand to knock on the door, the tall bodyguards guarding both sides of the door asked himself in broken Chinese,

"Excuse me, is this Zheng Yuan, Mr. Zheng?" The bodyguard's polite words seemed to be a bit inconsistent with his tall figure.

Zheng Yuan didn't expect the bodyguard to ask, so he turned his head and agreed,

"Yes, please convey it to me."

As soon as Zheng Yuan finished speaking, the bodyguard directly opened the door and made a gesture of please.

It seems that this is the person inside, who explained in advance.

Zheng Yuan has been in business for so many years, and he really never went to accompany a client. He was able to be so solemn and put bodyguards at the door to guard him.

However, from this point of view, it is not difficult to guess that this bastard whose Chinese name is Wang Baichuan also knows that the project he is about to play is a bit shameful, so he is afraid that the people inside will run away and let him be guarded?

They come, the security.

Seeing the open door, Zheng Yuan strode in.

In the end, as Wang Baichuan said in the back garden, there was a bottle of Romanee-Conti red wine on the coffee table in the private room.

In other words, wine should follow the principle of "a thousand cups of wine is less than a bosom friend", but Zheng Yuan is really unhappy in the face of this kind of coercion.

But before Zheng Yuan sat down, he felt bored in his heart, and he wondered if that bastard could put something in the wine.

Drinking with this person is really a torment. If it is not a customer, who would come to accompany this guy who thinks differently from the Chinese.

Wang Baichuan was wearing a bathrobe and his hair was still a little dry. Seeing Zheng Yuan's arrival, his calm face immediately lit up. Even seeing Zheng Yuan's cold face did not dissuade him from his enthusiasm. Warmly invite him to sit by his side.

The design of this room is really quite different from others. Even the luxury private rooms of the hotel have unique features that other hotels cannot match.

For example, in this room, not only is one wall used to hang a TV, but the other side is a private stand.

The area on the stand is even more spacious and luxurious than the stage of an ordinary bar.

At the top of the stands, there are very charming lights.

The lighting is neither strong nor weak, which is quite suitable for the "show" performed in the stands.

In the high-end audio and video on both sides of the stand, music that is very suitable for the scene is played. It is obviously a very common "sport". I came to the shooting site of a photography studio.

If there were really a series of professional directors or photographers, maybe Wang Baichuan would go into battle in person, or invite himself to shoot.

It was a woman with an extremely charming appearance and figure, and a boy with an incomparably handsome appearance, performing heartily on it, a show that Wang Baichuan loved to watch.

After all, the boss who invested in pornographic film and television in Mexico never forgot to study his homework when he came to China to discuss business.

But these, Zheng Yuan is not interested, including in his business circle before, there are friends who like to watch that kind of film and television. A show with real guns.

Wang Baichuan saw Zheng Yuan glanced at the stands, but did not sit beside him or across from him. He seemed to know something, so he stood up and whispered in Zheng Yuan's ear,

"Don't you like this?"

"..." Zheng Yuan's silence was telling him directly that he was not interested in this thing.

As soon as Wang Baichuan's words fell, Zheng Yuan didn't speak, but just shifted his gaze from the stands to the wine on the coffee table. Wang Baichuan knew what Zheng Yuan was thinking, and slapped him twice heavily.

Then, the two people who were still working hard not far away stopped when they heard the master's instructions, and then began to clean up the "toys" scattered on the stands, large and small, and then left.

When they left, they passed the tea table where Zheng Yuan and Wang Baichuan were talking, Zheng Yuan didn't even look at those two people for a second, which shows that he really doesn't like this kind of entertainment.

There was a laptop beside the wine bottle, Zheng Yuan just glanced at it, and then chose to sit opposite Wang Baichuan.Zheng Yuan can guess that if he and Wang Baichuan have the same hobbies, then it is very likely that they will search for the film and television works in which he is the leading actor in Wang Baichuan's computer.

After all, Wang Baichuan is a very charming man, even if he is not tall, it can't stop him, his unique charm.

With the passionate performance in the stands, and the pictures of men and women displayed on the computer screen, Zheng Yuan still feels that the red wine in front of him is more pleasing to the eye.

I have heard it a long time ago. Many countries in foreign countries regard that kind of film and television as a kind of public pastime, including customers who drink and eat snacks in small bars. They will watch the most popular movies or movies on the TV in the bar. Serial dramas, of course, are all erotic movies.

Due to work reasons, Zheng Yuan has long stopped paying attention to these irrelevant rumors, not to mention, he does not go to such places.

But looking at it today, Wang Baichuan's habit is quite in line with what a friend said. Maybe, those two extremely good-looking people on the stage just now were selected by Wang Baichuan from their local area to accompany them temporarily. I came to China by myself.

After Wang Baichuan sat down, he tidied up the bathrobe on his body. With greedy eyes, he admired Zheng Yuan's handsome face a few times, and then secretly admired in his heart:

No wonder Zheng Yiming recommended Zheng Yuan to himself.After all, he is a top-notch man, especially with his indifferent face, he really wants to be bitten by others, and listening to his cry of pain is a fucking stimulation.

"If Mr. Zheng doesn't like the combination just now, I can call you a better boy-boy combination with a professional performance..."

While pouring wine for Zheng Yuan, Wang Baichuan spoke to Zheng Yuan, and at the end of his words, he still glanced at Zheng Yuan's face, as if trying to test his meaning.

In Wang Baichuan's eyes, letting people in the stands add to the fun is much more flattering than watching videos on the screen.

Red wine, beautiful woman, couldn't be more suitable.

Of course, Zheng Yuan understood Wang Baichuan's meaning very well, especially when he entered the room with that obscene aura, he knew that Wang Baichuan had already made complete preparations.But Zheng Yuan, who is also a businessman, knows something more attractive than this erotic transaction, especially for businessmen.

"No need, it's better to turn off the lights in the stands, it will affect the mood of drinking." Zheng Yuan said with his head down, looking at the red wine in the goblet.

Wang Baichuan seemed to understand something, so he immediately used the remote control to turn off the lights over there, and, very automatically, the stage curtains with bright lights on both sides closed automatically, allowing the toys on the stands just now It disappeared in an instant, as if adding some business atmosphere to the room.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room seems to have returned to normal, Zheng Yuan took a sip of the wine in his glass, it tasted really good, and then said to Wang Baichuan,

"Mr. Wang has not only invested in pornography and film and television in recent years, but also in the boxing business that has been very popular in the domestic market recently. I wonder if he has thought about entering the casino industry?"

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When Zheng Yuan left the infirmary, Wei Yujie knew that he might not be able to come back immediately because he saw Zheng Yuan explaining something to the doctor.

After rubbing some effective medicine on Wei Yujie's ankle, the doctor told him to take a rest for a while, and then the doctor went to work on the matter at hand.Wei Yujie listened to the doctor's words and left his ankles outside to let the medicine dry for a while, then he leaned on the temporary hospital bed and looked at the webpage on his mobile phone.

As a result, Wei Yujie had finished reading a short detective novel, and he hadn't waited for Zheng Yuan's figure. Although Wei Yujie was not the kind of person who loves to be lively, after all, it had been a while, and he still hadn't been seen. Appeared, can't help but feel a little anxious.

Especially when Zheng Yuan told himself when he was going out, he would come to find him when he was done with work, but he didn't come after such a long time.

Seeing Zheng Yuan's name on the phone screen, Wei Yujie wanted to call it several times, but then thought, is he talking about business, like accompanying that "uninvited guest" he saw in the back garden?