Chapter 130 The Tyrant

Rong Heng felt that he was a "victim".

It's incredibly tragic.

So he spontaneously formed a victims' alliance, invited Song Qiyu and Xie Chengsui to join him, and decided to cause trouble at the Zijing Tanyuan.

Of course, none of them dared to really cause trouble; they were just there for fun.

After all, it had been a long time since the group had gotten together.

Although the medicinal diet that Zhao Zonglan had prepared was not bad, eating the same thing repeatedly, even if it was a delicacy, would become tiresome.

Shen Jingni feels nauseous whenever she smells that odor.

After the maid brought out the medicinal food, she didn't even glance at it and instead curled up on the sofa playing on her phone.

Zhao Zonglan was holding a meeting in his study.

The man Xie Chengsui mentioned on the phone last time, Mr. Carlisle of the City of London, is now interested in cooperating with Jingyao.

Carlisle's main business is shipping and commodity trading, including energy, basic raw materials, and agricultural products.

Zhao Zonglan wasn't very interested, but because it was an introduction from an elder of the Tang family, he gave the other party a chance.

This international online conference lasted for about an hour.

Carlyle was very sincere and asked if he would like to meet in person, hoping that Zhao Zonglan could go to London and see their warehouses and docks in person.

Zhao Zonglan did not give a definite answer, only saying that he would consider it.

After the meeting, he came out of his study and saw Chang An walking quickly towards him.

"Sir, Miss Shen says... she won't take any medicinal food."

Chang An was also very cautious.

He had a premonition that this was a sign of impending storm and was extremely dangerous.

A wise person knows how to avoid risks and is cautious.

Zhao Zonglan glanced at him indifferently, his deep voice a little cold: "Didn't you try to persuade her?"

"I...I dare not offer any advice."

Chang An's voice grew softer and softer, and he lowered his head.

Isn't this making things difficult for people?

Miss Shen doesn't even listen to the gentleman, how could she possibly listen to him?

Zhao Zonglan narrowed his eyes slightly, turned his head to light a cigarette, and said, "I've noticed that you've been slacking off at work lately."

Chang An: "..."

It's not that I've become lax.

They've run out of ideas.

Because of this, Zhao Zonglan has a headache every day.

He can understand.

Although his baby is a bit spoiled, he is really trying his best to cooperate.

She is very sensible.

Nobody can stand eating that stuff every day.

Zhao Zonglan pinched the bridge of his nose, put out his cigarette after only a few puffs, and turned to go downstairs.

He had the servant bring over another bowl of hot medicinal food, which he then handed to Shen Jingni on the sofa.

"Sweetheart, just two more days."

"We cannot give up halfway."

Shen Jingni threw her phone on the sofa, looked up at him with eyes full of resistance, and said in a wronged tone, "Brother, how cruel you are."

Her eyes were red at the corners, and she looked like she was about to cry.

Just as Zhao Zonglan was about to coax her, Chang An said, "Sir, Third Master Xie and Young Master Rong have arrived."

He ignored it.

He bent his long legs and half-squatted in front of Shen Jingni. He scooped up a spoonful of medicinal food and brought it to her lips, his tone much gentler than usual: "Sweetie, open your mouth."

She is gentle, yet still assertive.

Shen Jingni didn't want to eat.

She turned her head away, stretched out her foot and kicked him in the chest, saying arrogantly, "Zhao Zonglan, you're so annoying."

"I really can't eat this."

Zhao Zonglan had been kicked by her before, but it was weak and had no power or deterrent effect whatsoever.

It's normal for kids to be temperamental at this time.

But he couldn't get angry with her.

So Zhao Zonglan coaxed her patiently, "Sweetie, just one bite. If you eat it, I'll have someone transfer that piece of land in western Beijing to your name, and you can do whatever you want with it. Hmm?"

That piece of land in western Beijing?

Shen Jingni had overheard them talking about this when they were having dinner at Wangjinglou.

It's said to be very popular.

She was somewhat moved.

She slowly turned her head to look at him, extended an index finger, and confirmed with him: "Just one bite?"

"Um."

Zhao Zonglan nodded slightly, his voice low, and continued to tempt her with offers, "Didn't you also want to build a building? If you can eat more, I'll have someone arrange it."

Capitalists like Zhao Zonglan have always been masters of negotiation.

Knowing when to retreat to advance and when to seize an opportunity.

The terms offered by Chairman Zhao were extremely attractive to General Manager Shen.

"You have to keep your word, you can't lie to me."

She once again fiercely confirmed with him that she wanted to protect her own interests.

Zhao Zonglan said helplessly, "I'm not lying to you."

It's just a piece of land and a building; what's there to be fooled about?

Although Shen Jingni was secretly pleased, she glanced at the medicinal food, forced herself to suppress her nausea, pinched her nose, and reluctantly opened her mouth, "Ah~"

Signal him to feed.

Zhao Zonglan finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This scene was witnessed by Rong Heng and his companions.

Rong Heng's mentality completely collapsed.

What?

He didn't see wrong, did he?

Did I hear that right?

Fifth Brother not only squatted on the ground to feed his sister-in-law, but he also...

I'm so angry, so angry!

That piece of land is worth over 10 billion yuan. They fought tooth and nail for it outside, and Fifth Brother just used it to coax his wife into having dinner?!

Crown Prince Rong stood at the door, angrily pointing at Zhao Zonglan in the living room, "A tyrant, a tyrant... um..."

Xie Chengsui reacted quickly and immediately covered his mouth.

Then they dragged the person out.

"Oh dear, you shouldn't go and cause trouble at a time like this."

Although Xie Chengsui seems unreliable on the surface, his emotional intelligence is indeed the highest among the two.

After all, he's a bit older than them and more composed.

Rong Heng's once bright eyes were now red, on the verge of tears.

Standing on the long corridor outside, he clenched his fists and said angrily, "Am I wrong? Fifth Brother is a tyrant."

"Qiyu, why aren't you saying anything? Don't you think Fifth Brother is going too far?"

Song Qiyu was quite understanding.

After all, he was willing to do this for CanCan.

"Uh... well, I think since Fifth Brother has acquired this land, how he deals with it is none of our business."

Rong Heng understood this logic, of course, but he couldn't accept it. The land he had worked so hard for, which he was so sure of, had been used by his fifth brother to coax his sister-in-law into having dinner. Waaah…

The Crown Prince's heart was shattered into several pieces.

His brothers, however, did not comfort him.

“None of you understand me. Just like Fifth Brother, you don’t treat me like a brother.”

He looked dejected, shook his head, and turned to leave. "Forget it, I'll go home and complain to my grandmother."

Song Qiyu and Xie Chengsui did not stop him.

Mingzhao forced a wry smile and quickly came over to nod and apologize, "Our young master has a bit of a childish temper, please don't take offense, young masters."

Xie Chengsui waved his hand, "No one blames him. Hurry up and follow, or he'll start crying later."

Like a child.

By the time news of this farce reached Shen Jingni's ears, she had already ended her ordeal of taking medicinal cuisine.

The building that Zhao Zonglan had promised her was also being constructed in an orderly manner.

In early April, the grass grows and the orioles fly.

Zhao Zonglan is going to London to discuss business.

Just then, Shen Jingni received an email from Professor Maud of the Royal National Orthopaedic Hospital (RNOH) in the UK.

She took Wen Shuyi with her and went to Stanmore, London.

Xie Yunfan wanted to visit Zhao Yanhe, so she went with them.