Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

"I just want to bring down the Wang family."

Afraid that the old man didn't hear clearly, Wang Zhaomou repeated it gently and considerately.

"You, you..." Father Wang's fingers trembled angrily, he didn't know what happened to make his son, who was always very self-motivated, say such words.

"I handed the Wang Group into your hands, and this is how you repay me?!" Father Wang's face was filled with grief.

"You entrusted the Wang family to me because after careful observation and evaluation, you found that only I can lead the Wang family group to continue." Wang Zhaomou adjusted his glasses and described the facts in a flat tone.

If Wang Zhaomou had said this before, Wang Zhaoyun might have jumped up to object without saying a word, but after this period of time, the young man has settled down.

I can't even manage a plastic factory well.

Dozens of days after taking office, not to mention not earning a penny, but still owed 600 million!

600 million, can refill all the penguin's yellow, blue, green, pink and purple diamonds, and can continue until I die of old age!

Used to dye hair, you can dye every color once, and become the most beautiful boy on the street!

But now it's all due to others.

It hurts just thinking about it!

Wang Qiyan was sitting on the side, the only one among the people at the table who was still eating.

"Qi Yan!" Father Wang immediately aimed at the eldest daughter who was still picking up vegetables, "Listen to what your brother said!"

Wang Qiyan raised her hand to signal a pause, and tried to spit out the chicken bones in her mouth under the eyes of the whole table.

"Dad, it's not my sister's fault to raise her as a godfather."

Father Wang took a deep breath, feeling that he was only a thin line away from being pissed off.

"Still eating! You are already 27!" Father Wang held his chest, "You have the ability to find me a capable son-in-law, I want to show this unfilial son, there is no one else in this world who can control the Wang family except him! "

Wang Qiyan frowned, "Dad, didn't you agree not to mention this matter?"

"Then you go to the company tomorrow!" Father Wang insisted on letting Wang Zhaomou see if someone else could take over the Wang family.

Wang Qiyan paused with her chopsticks, and muttered in a low voice, "I have something to do tomorrow."

"Didn't you always want to go to the company before!" Father Wang didn't believe it. "Your ambition, didn't you say when you were young that you punched Wang Zhaomou and kicked Wang Zhaoyun!"

Wang Qiyan picked up a chicken paw and replied vaguely, "That's not young and frivolous. Now these two people are taller than me, so I can't beat them too much."

The king's father was stunned on the spot, feeling a little embarrassed, and he didn't dare to see his second son.

The problem is, he was right.

Apart from him, Wang Zhaomou, the Wang family has no other child who can stand up to the behemoth of the Wang Group.

Wang Zhaoyun looked at his father deflated, lowered his head to suppress a smile, and was slapped on the back of the head by his father the next moment.

"What are you laughing at?" Father Wang didn't look at Wang Zhaomou, trying to skip the topic just now, "Eat!"

He didn't speak just now, but he was slapped inexplicably. Wang Zhaoyun was trembling with grievance, pursed his mouth, and picked up the food in front of him with tears in his eyes.

The atmosphere at the dinner table returned to normal. Wang Zhaomou was no longer interested in continuing to eat, but he didn't get up and leave. He just looked at the people on the table quietly.

In the last life, after Wang Zhaoyun went abroad, Aunt Song's hair turned white day by day, and she became more and more haggard.

The eldest sister was still unmarried after thirty years old, and the old man was very dissatisfied. He insisted on forcing Wang Qiyan to go on various blind dates, and finally married her when the eldest sister was 32 years old.

It's a pity that the entrustment is not human.

The other party is also a well-known wealthy family in Sucheng, and they have maintained a cooperative relationship with the Wang family until one day, Wang Qiyan suddenly ended the cold war, found herself, inexplicably gave Wang Zhaomou a diamond necklace, and then left without saying a word.

Wang Zhaomou received the news of her death the next day, and only then did he realize that the meeting yesterday was a farewell.

I originally hid it from the bad old man, but in order to cut off the cooperation project with the scum, the bad old man finally found out about his daughter. His whole body turned white all night, and he regretted it until he died. Why did he force his daughter to marry? Such a beast.

When Wang Zhaomou looked at the diamond necklace later, he realized that it was Wang Qiyan's own design of jewelry. She had also participated in the competition, and it was her first award-winning work.

That's what Wang Qiyan is busy with recently.

Looking at his family, Wang Zhaomou suddenly realized that everyone in the family, including himself, did not end well.

This is the fate of the cannon fodder arranged in that Mary Su novel?

Wang Zhaomou took off his glasses slowly, took out a tissue from the table, and wiped the lenses lightly with downcast eyes.

"Zhaomou, come to my study." After dinner, Father Wang still wanted to maintain his strict father's image, so he called his second son into the study.

"How do you want to solve this matter." The door of the study was closed, and there was no one else. Father Wang went straight to the point, and his tone eased a lot.

"I want to hear your thoughts."

Wang Zhaomou sat on the sofa and adjusted his glasses.

"Let Zhaoyun continue to work in the company, give him a slack job, and close down the plastic factory."

Father Wang's lips moved, and he sat opposite to his fledgling son, picked up the teapot on the table, made a cup of tea, and pushed it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

"I can't control your thoughts now, but I still want to say something."

Father Wang picked up the teacup with complicated eyes.

"Actually, I have thought about shutting down the plastic factory a long time ago. After all, its profits have become less and less, and it has even slowed down Wang's pace."

When Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes, he obviously didn't think that the bad old man had such a thought.

"But Zhaomou." Father Wang sighed, "Look at those people in the factory, they were all our neighbors and folks. Deputy factory director Wu hugged you when you were a child, and secretly gave you New Year's money; Director Zhao and your mother are good friends who used to eat sunflower seeds and chat together; Lao Liu, who manages the warehouse, his wife passed away not long ago, and his daughter just entered college..."

"We used to be members of a commune. After the plastic factory was established, I told them that we wanted to make money together. I was fortunate enough to study for a few years. When the time was good, I was able to make Wang's bigger and bigger.

But what about them?

Many of them are farmers, they don't know many characters, and they don't have any professional skills. Now many factories are laying off workers. Where do you think they can go after leaving the plastic factory? "

Wang Zhaomou was silent for a long time, raised his hand to pick up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip.

Father Wang sighed, and stroked his gray hair between the temples.

"You are right on the table. Of the three children in our family, only you can carry Mrs. Wang, but I also know that according to your temperament, even without Mrs. Wang, you can get everything you want. Mrs. Wang can It is the luck of the Wang Group to have you."

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyes and glanced at the old man's white hair, his gaze was slightly dark.

"And Zhaoyun, if you don't worry, let me arrange for him." Father Wang's expression softened a little, "I know he is sloppy, and he doesn't care about the consequences when he speaks. I will teach him a lesson."

"You can do whatever you want." Wang Zhaomou put down the teacup, got up and walked towards the door of the study.

"One last thing." Father Wang suddenly remembered something, looked at his son's slender and straight back, with a bit of teasing in his tone.

"You raise people in the villa, does Xiao Su know?"

Wang Zhaomou stood where he was, remembering for a moment, and then remembered who the "Little Su" the old man was talking about was.

Su Yunwen, childhood playmate, grown up close friend.

After graduating from university, he stayed in school to study as a graduate student, and now he is the school girl of Soochow University. Occasionally, he came to the villa to find him a few times, playing games or chatting together.

The friendship between the two lasted for a long time, and Wang Zhaomou also sponsored his Ph.D. expenses.Until 20 years later, when he went bankrupt and had nowhere to go to find Su Yunwen, he murmured that he did not dare to provoke the Leng family.

Long-term high-quality education has taught him to be a coward who dare not take any risks.

"Who I raise has nothing to do with him." Wang Zhaomou looked indifferently, and looked sideways at his father, "My relationship with Su Yunwen is not as good as you think."

The son's sudden depression made the father a little puzzled. He hadn't heard any rumors about the two falling out recently. Why did his son suddenly change his attitude towards Xiao Su?

Before Father Wang could figure it out, Wang Zhaomou walked out of the study, went downstairs to take off the coat from the coat rack, and prepared to leave.

"Zhaomou, it's getting late, I've packed your room, stay here for the night." Seeing that Wang Zhaomou was about to leave, Aunt Song hurried forward, looking at her stepson with concern.

"No need." Wang Zhaomou opened his mouth and walked out of the room.

In the yard, Wang Zhaoyun didn't know what was waiting for him, and happily slid on the frozen koi pond, while Wang Qiyan stood by the pond, cracking sunflower seeds and laughing at his younger brother.

Wang Zhaomou glanced at it from a distance, straightened the overcoat in his arms, turned and walked out of the courtyard.

×××

As night fell, Ji Dabao opened his eyes, relaxed his movements, raised his head slightly, and saw his uncle sleeping on the desk.

My uncle has been waiting for Wang Zhaomou to come back, and until now, he has been waiting for a lonely time.

Ji Dabao carefully turned over, little by little, trying to get down from the bed.

After thinking about it myself, I felt more and more that it was feasible to use a computer to speculate in stocks. My uncle now not only has pocket money of 1000 yuan a month, but also the inheritance left by his great-grandfather in his hand.

Putting that money in the bank is simply a waste. If it can be invested in the stock market, Ji Dabao is confident that he will double it in less than a month or two.

But the premise is that the computer in the study can be used to speculate in stocks.

Ji Dabao lay down on the edge of the bed, stretched out one leg cautiously, reached down to the floor, stretched his toes hard, swayed in the air a few times, but was still a little far from the floor.

Ji Dabao suddenly began to miss his 1.2-meter long legs in his previous life.

There are also my own eight-pack abs and strong arms, but if there is one thing, I won't even be able to get out of the bed now.

In the past, it was me who kept others from getting out of bed. Is this karma?

Ji Dabao frowned and thought deeply, but his little hands couldn't grasp the bed sheet, and he slid down uncontrollably.

The sense of weightlessness made Ji Dabao's eyes widen, and he kept trying to grab something with both hands. The next second, Ji Dabao's buttocks landed first, and with a sound of "bah", Ji Dabao instantly fell out of the painful mask.

What human suffering is this!

Ji Dabao didn't dare to make a sound, turned over with his mouth pursed, and crawled towards the door of the room using all four limbs together.

In order to welcome the returning people as soon as possible, Ji Lianhuo didn't lock the door completely, leaving a narrow gap, which was just convenient for Ji Dabao to widen the gap and then climb out.

There was silence in the villa, Mrs. Cheng had already gone to rest, the corridor was dark, only a little light came through the crack of the door behind her.

Looking at the darkness in front of him, Ji Dabao swallowed, for the sake of money, he could only go forward bravely!

According to the location in memory, Ji Dabao crawled quickly on all fours, and the darkness in front of him became thicker, and his five fingers could no longer be seen.

A gust of wind came from nowhere, and there was a continuous "woo hoo", Ji Dabao gritted his teeth, and crawled in the direction he thought was right with all his strength.

With a "bang", Ji Dabao felt as if he had bumped into something.

Ji Dabao tried to blindly touch the thing in front of him, he touched the smooth glazed surface, and smelled the smell of earth.

There is a lucky tree potted plant in the corridor on the second floor of the villa. Next to the potted plant is a wooden storage cabinet. Two doors ahead of the wooden storage cabinet is the study room!

Ji Dabao suppressed his excitement, as if he could hear his own heartbeat in the dark.

Striving to stand up, Ji Dabao touched the flower pot of the fortune tree, and walked along the wooden cabinet. During a random step, Ji Dabao kicked the wooden cabinet, grinned in pain, and sat down on the ground .

When he sat down, Ji Dabao obviously felt that something was caught on his clothes, following the force of his sitting down, the wooden cabinet moved twice, Ji Dabao subconsciously stayed away from the wooden cabinet, but felt that the wooden cabinet moved again following his movements one time.

In the darkness, something shook from the wooden cabinet, and with the sound of broken porcelain beside him, Ji Dabao sat there dumbfounded, not daring to move.