Chapter 260 Aren't you afraid I'll kill him?

The spotlight suddenly shone on Xie Nanzhi, and the noise of the entire venue seemed to be silenced. Hundreds of eyes turned to them, and even the breathing became soft. Everyone's gaze was like being attracted by a magnet, firmly locked on her swaying skirt and determined eyes.

Xie Nanzhi slowly looked at Wei Chizheng, her gaze softening and becoming tender. "My husband, the man I love most, is the biological father of our children and the only son of Wei Huaibo, the chairman of the Wei Group, Wei Chizheng."

The moment the words were spoken, it seemed as if all the breathing in the entire annual meeting hall had stopped.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Wei Chizheng and Xie Nanzhi. Their expressions quickly shifted from confusion to disbelief; the air seemed to freeze, and only their breathing could be heard.

Wei Group?

Wei Huaibo's only son?

Wei Chizheng?

For a full five minutes, someone asked, "But didn't they say Wei Chizheng was dead? What exactly happened?"

Wei Chizheng picked up the microphone and explained simply, "I was recuperating before, but I have now fully recovered."

The crowd gasped in disbelief.

I see.

No wonder so many men have pursued Xie Nanzhi over the years, yet she remained unmoved; it turns out Wei Chizheng is still alive.

Therefore, it wasn't that Xie Nanzhi officially recognized the young man's position, but rather that they joined forces, a powerful couple, a duo of strength.

My God, what an amazing combination!

Such a combination will be unmatched in the business world for the next fifty years.

The spotlight shone on him, multiple media outlets broadcast the event live, and many people recorded the moment, sharing it on their WeChat Moments and various social media platforms.

Far away in Beijing, Wei Huaibo stared blankly at the screen, his gaze not returning until the live stream ended.

Butler Zhou stood beside him for a long time before taking an outer garment and draping it over Wei Huaibo's shoulders. "Master, the second young master is not dead. You should be happy."

Wei Huaibo's eyes were vacant. "Yes, I should be happy. Ah Zheng is still alive. I'm truly happy. If I had known this would happen, sigh..."

Although he didn't say the second half of the sentence, Butler Zhou knew what he was going to say.

If we had known that the second young master would be safe and sound, the master wouldn't have gone to so much trouble to find young master Jing.

Compared to Young Master Jing, the Second Young Master is naturally more suitable to be the heir of the Wei family, as can be seen from the current state of the Wei Group.

To put it bluntly, he regretted it.

Wei Huaibo sighed repeatedly, and Steward Zhou was also helpless.

No one can control fate; we are merely slaves to it.

The annual meeting has come to a perfect end.

This year's first prize is a sports car worth one million, the second prize is a commercial vehicle worth 500,000, and even the tenth prize is a mobile phone worth 5,000.

A total of fifty slots were set up, and even employees who did not win a prize received a supermarket shopping card worth two thousand yuan.

Some estimate that the prizes alone from this annual meeting are worth tens of millions of yuan.

Media outlets have reported that Nanzheng Group's annual meeting is absolutely the pinnacle of the annual meeting industry.

Netizens left some hilarious comments, with one girl saying, "I'd trade ten years of my ex-boyfriend's life for just one glance from the Nanzheng Group."

This comment received over 100,000 likes, and various memes emerged in the comments section.

[OP, I'm willing to let my ex-husband have another ten years, don't try to take it from me.]

[What a joke! Do you think you can beat me? I'll kill my ex-boyfriend right now to liven things up.]

[You women are so cruel. I'm different. I'm going to apply for a security guard position at Nanzheng Group tomorrow. Folks, we need to broaden our horizons.]

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Xie Nanzhi laughed out loud when she saw these comments.

Wei Chizheng sat down next to her and handed her a freshly cut apple. "Why are you smiling so happily?"

Xie Nanzhi showed him the comments, "How adorable these netizens are."

Wei Chi laughed and said, "I still think my wife is the cutest."

Nian Chi happened to be passing by and rolled his eyes helplessly. "Mr. Wei, do you have to be this mushy every day? My ears can't take it anymore."

Wei Chizheng joked, "When you have a wife, don't try to be like me."

Nian Chi chuckled twice, "Hehe, don't worry, that day will never come."

The father and son bicker every day, but it's clear they both enjoy the interaction. The relationship between Nian Chi and Wei Chizheng has noticeably improved.

The little guy left with a haughty air, and Xie Nanzhi chuckled to herself, "Your son is exactly like you, whether it's his appearance, his personality, or even his hobbies."

Wei Chizheng is still the CEO of Ingram Financial under the name Stephen. Although he no longer has the support of the Wei family, he is still worth over 100 million.

His son, like him, is interested in finance.

Wei Chizheng said, "Nian Chi made a small fortune a few days ago, about five million. He's already very successful at his age."

Xie Nanzhi nestled in his arms and looked at him, "But Nianchi said that you earned ten million, and he lost."

Wei Chizheng smiled and looked in the direction his son had left, "Our son just wants to humiliate me."

Xie Nanzhi: "Who told you to be a god in the financial world?"

Just then, someone arrived.

The maid stepped forward and asked, "Miss Nan, the man outside says he is the master's father. Would you like to see him?"

The tender moment between the two was broken, and Wei Chizheng's expression changed slightly.

Xie Nanzhi sat up straight and asked him, "Do you want to see him?"

After revealing his identity, Wei Chizheng had expected Wei Huaibo to come looking for him, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

He took a deep breath. "Let him in."

The maid replied, "Yes."

Soon, Wei Huaibo followed the servants in and subconsciously looked around the entire villa.

After walking over, Wei Chizheng and Xie Nanzhi sat side by side, neither of them intending to get up to greet him.

Wei Huaibo stared at the living Wei Chizheng in front of him, his once sharp eyes no longer sharp. "Ah Zheng, it's so good that you're alive. I'm so happy."

Wei Chizheng's gaze fell on the window, as if he were looking at the scenery, or as if he wasn't looking at anything at all.

After a moment, he scoffed and turned his head, his eyebrows slightly raised, his eyes indifferent and devoid of emotion, as if the other person's words were just an insignificant breeze that would dissipate as soon as it passed, without even a twitch of his lips.

"Really? Aren't you afraid I'll kill him?"

Wei Chizheng spoke sarcastically, but Wei Huaibo was not angry. He put aside his pride and said, "Chizheng, how you argue is your business. I'm old and can't control you anymore. But you need to understand one thing: your surname is Wei, the Wei of the Wei family."

Wei Chi looked at him fiercely, his hawk-like gaze sharp and cold. "I thought you came to me today with sincerity to ask for my help, but I didn't expect you to come to lecture me. What a pity, I really don't care about this Wei surname."

After just two sentences, Wei Huaibo couldn't hold back anymore.

He suddenly stood up. "Wei Chizheng, I am your father."