Chapter Sixty-Two: A Shameful Expectation
The trending topics included Xu Yihuan's admission to Peking University and Tan Zhixu being scrambled for by professors.
The entry for the joint product launch by Xu's Group and Ausor Group was also displayed at the end of the Weibo post.
This wind successfully reached the Chen family.
In the Chen family home, Chen Tianrun paced back and forth in his study.
Today is the last day of his suspension.
The decision to abandon cooperation with Vitacore and instead target the Osso Group was made entirely by him.
Although he acted first and informed the board later, the board clearly approved of the move when they heard the news.
Unexpectedly, as soon as the news came out, they pushed themselves out to become scapegoats.
Chen Tianrun's face was contorted with rage.
The only solution now is to regain the partnership with Vitasonic.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't have any chance to turn things around this time.
Thinking of those shameless shareholders of the Chen family, Chen Tianrun felt a tightness in his chest from anger.
Fortunately, he has already received inside information today.
Smith will sign the agreement with Shengshi Group at the Champs-Élysées Hotel.
He has already sent his trusted confidants over there.
Success or failure depends on this!
As Chen Tianrun pondered this, he quickened his pace considerably.
After an unknown amount of time, Chen Tianrun's phone vibrated, its deadly ringtone echoing in the quiet study.
Chen Tianrun's heart was pounding with nervousness. He swallowed hard and answered the phone with trembling hands.
"Hello…"
A dejected voice came from the other side.
"Mr. Chen, we've tried our best, but no matter what terms we offer, Smith is determined not to sign with us..."
After hearing the contents clearly, Chen Tianrun felt a wave of dizziness.
The phone in my hand slipped from my grasp and fell to the ground.
A hint of despair flashed across his weathered eyes.
It's ruined, everything's ruined!
Just then, the study door was pushed open.
A nonchalant voice rang out.
"Dad, I got my score, 403! You promised me a car as a reward if I got over 400 points, hehe, I want it today."
Chen Zhiyuan, dressed in brightly colored clothes, walked in with an air of nonchalance.
A look of anger suddenly appeared on Chen Tianrun's face.
He slapped Chen Zhiyuan across the face!
Miracles happen with great force, and Chen Zhiyuan's face quickly swelled up.
Physiological tearing.
"You still dare to ask for the car?! You still dare to take delivery of the car?!"
"It's all your fault! If you hadn't posted that video of the Xu family girl, how could we have been set up by the Xu family and Osso?!"
"How could we possibly lose our partnership with Vitasonic?!"
"You son of a bitch, you're the spy sent by the neighbors, aren't you?!"
Not satisfied with his words, Chen Tianrun grabbed a vase from the side and threw it at Chen Zhiyuan.
Chen Zhiyuan didn't even know what was happening. He looked up and saw a huge vase flying towards him.
Chen Zhiyuan's heart tightened, and ignoring the burning pain on his face, he scrambled out of the study.
"Damn it, you old man, you blame me for your own incompetence? Just two days ago you were saying my videos were good."
...
Xu Yihuan was at home packing her high school belongings today.
Looking at the study materials covering most of the wall, Xu Yihuan nodded in satisfaction.
I was about to go out and call Aunt Wang, asking her to contact a scrap collector to haul it away and sell it.
I had only taken a couple of steps when I suddenly tripped over something and stumbled.
"Damn, what is this?"
Xu Yihuan bent down and picked up the thing at her feet. It was a box that was neither too big nor too small. She couldn't tell what was inside, but it was quite heavy.
A hint of curiosity flashed in Xu Yihuan's eyes, and she plopped down on the ground.
Huffing and puffing, I started unpacking.
Before long, a music box that was rather ugly-cute appeared before our eyes.
Although the music box isn't particularly attractive, the H brand logo on it is enough to indicate its value.
Xu Yihuan silently placed the music box on the ground.
Is this what her aesthetic sense used to be?
When did she buy this?
She has no recollection of it.
Just as Xu Yihuan was pondering how to deal with this thing.
Before she could even call out, Wang Ma appeared in front of her.
Wang Ma was holding a brooch in her hand.
"Miss Huanhuan, I found a brooch while cleaning my room today."
Xu Yihuan looked at the golden, sparkling Bauhinia brooch, covered in diamonds.
Silence fell once again.
If I remember correctly, she must have had a good sense of aesthetics since she was a child.
Xu Yihuan sighed, took the brooch, and examined it from left to right, trying to find something that would amaze her.
Unfortunately, it was to no avail.
Just then, Wang Ma handed another piece of paper to her.
Xu Yihuan looked up at Wang Ma.
"What's this?"
Wang Ma scratched her head honestly: "I don't know. I picked it up from the ground. I was afraid it might be useful, so I brought it over."
Xu Yihuan took the note.
The message simply read: "Happy Holidays".
The handwriting slightly penetrated the sticky note, revealing the nib of the pen.
The brushstrokes are vigorous and powerful, flowing smoothly like clouds and water.
Beautiful handwriting.
Xu Yihuan could recognize whose handwriting it was almost immediately.
Looking at the contents above, and then at these few items that have been preserved almost like new.
Dead memories begin to haunt Xu Yihuan.
She finally remembered.
These junk items were gifts Zhou Yanzhe had given her on various holidays and special occasions!
She used to treasure it like it was something special, but now, looking back...
These items were probably part of the extra purchases his mother bought when she bought the handbags!
Xu Yihuan's lips twitched, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.
It was as if they had lost all their strength and means.
"Wang Ma, could you find me a box, a big one?"
If I remember correctly, Zhou Yanzhe had given her quite a few things like this.
We celebrate every holiday without fail.
It was precisely because of his actions that
She always believed that Zhou Yanzhe actually had some feelings for her.
It seems best to get rid of these things as soon as possible, so they don't get in the way.
Ten minutes later.
Xu Yihuan stared at the large basket full of garbage and fell into deep thought.
While Xu Yihuan was debating whether to throw it away or return it to him.
A phone call came in.
Xu Yihuan glanced at her contacts.
Oh wow, speak of the devil and he appears.
"Huanhuan, are you free tomorrow? I need to talk to you about something."
Zhou Yanzhe's voice remained as cold as ever, and he spoke slowly, which did not seem to reflect his true thoughts.
Xu Yihuan didn't care and didn't refuse; she agreed immediately.
Perfect, I guess I'll just return this pile of junk to its rightful owner tomorrow.
Meanwhile, at this time, the Zhou family...
Zhou Yanzhe hung up the phone, his ears turning red, and he was looking at Shen Yanxin in front of him with a face full of shame and indignation.
Is it okay now?
Upon hearing Xu Yihuan's agreement, Shen Yanxin finally let out a cold snort.
"Let me tell you, Xu Yihuan has been admitted to Peking University through a special admission program. If you hadn't just happened to apply to Beijing University of Science and Technology, which is near her, do you think I would have sent you to repeat a year of high school?"
"You actually managed to get a score of 640?"
Upon hearing this, the blush on Zhou Yanzhe's face gradually faded.
He reverted to his indifferent demeanor, remaining silent and offering no rebuttal.
Because he knew that if he refuted her, Shen Yanxin would probably say something even more outrageous.
Shen Yanxin got angry looking at Zhou Yanzhe's wooden expression.
"Alright, I have an H brand necklace upstairs. I'll wear it later and give it to Huanhuan tomorrow."
She had just bought a new bag and had a few necklaces that she didn't know what to do with. These were perfect for a young girl who had just graduated.
Shen Yanxin rolled her eyes, then turned and left.
Zhou Yanzhe pursed his lips and didn't speak, but a conflict appeared on his face again.
Xu Yihuan is always very happy whenever she gives her something.
Even if he didn't give these things willingly, but was forced to by Shen Yanxin...
As Zhou Yanzhe watched his mother's retreating figure, a secret and shameful expectation surfaced beneath his humiliated expression.
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