Chapter 141 Returning Home to Take Over the Company
The next day, when Zong Heng woke up, he felt like he had been completely played.
President Wang hugged and kissed Zong Heng repeatedly, saying, "Next time, next time I'll definitely let you fuck me."
Zong Heng cursed and swore, thinking to himself, "What the hell? I'll never do that to you again."
Mr. Wang told Zongheng to stay home and rest, but a phone call from Zongheng's father forced him to go out.
Zongheng's father has come to Beijing.
Mr. Wang was worried, so he called a car and followed behind Zong Heng.
His father berated him for over half an hour in the coffee shop, while people around them whispered among themselves.
After saying something, Zong Heng nodded.
After they came out, Zongheng's father got into the car and drove off, while President Wang hid in a corner and watched.
Zong Heng sat in the coffee shop, stirring his spoon, seemingly lost in thought.
After a while, Zong Heng called again, and the two talked through the glass of a coffee shop.
"Well, I might have to go back to Hainan soon."
This means that Zong Heng will have to go back and take over the family business.
When he was being scolded by his father with his head down, I really felt sorry for him, but I had no status or right to help Zongheng.
Mr. Wang could only pound on the wall.
"It's okay, I'm taking exams too. Besides, I can call and video chat with you every day, and I can play games with you if you're bored!"
When Zong Heng heard President Wang's voice, he wasn't so depressed anymore.
When he finished packing his things at the company and went home, Mr. Wang was already waiting at the door. As soon as he entered, he was given a big hug, which instantly put him in a good mood.
"If only I had the ability, money, and strength to start my own business, like Lin Huai."
Mr. Wang's words left Zong Heng stunned.
After hugging for a while, Zongheng said, "You are you, and you are very good."
Mr. Wang said, "If I were that capable, I could protect you, and you wouldn't have to get scolded by your dad."
"You went with them?"
Zong Heng reacted quickly, "It's okay, I'll have to go back sooner or later, I'm mentally prepared."
Mr. Wang pursed his lips. "I wasn't prepared. I want to be with you like this every day."
But I wasn't this clingy even after I graduated.
They cast aside all their worries and worked on it for a long time.
Zong Heng didn't even get out of bed.
During a break, Mr. Wang touched Zong Heng's face and said very seriously, "Next time you come back to Northeast China with me, go and meet my parents."
Zong Heng remained silent.
Mr. Wang lowered his head and asked, "You're not willing?"
Zong Heng looked up: "I'm willing."
This time it wasn't my roommate, it wasn't my brother, it was my girlfriend.
Mr. Wang smiled and said, "They must really like you."
Zong Heng is so handsome. From college to work, he seems to have gotten much fairer-skinned. Now he looks like a fair-skinned young man.
He smiled and said, "Yes, I will definitely do my best."
Mr. Wang put his arm around him and said, "No need to put on a show. What I like, my parents will definitely like too."
What he likes is what he likes.
I like it too.
"By the way, can I not call you Mr. Wang? It sounds too businesslike, like we're talking business."
This is a hurdle that Zong Heng has been unable to overcome for the past five years.
Every time I call his name, it's like I'm calling him his secretary.
Mr. Wang laughed even louder, "This is exactly the effect I wanted. Now you're actually complaining about my name."
Zong Heng said, "Ha, then I'll think of a nickname for you too," to get revenge on Xiao Heizi.
President Wang kissed Zong Heng and said, "Forget the nickname, just call me husband."
Zong Heng kicked him, saying, "I'd rather call you my father-in-law than your husband."
Mr. Wang was speechless. "Now that I've become a father-in-law, who will give you sexual happiness?"
Zong Heng: ...
Zong Heng was even more speechless, being tickled by President Wang while pinned down. "Tell me, what do you want to call me? Hmm?"
Zong Heng was so ticklish that he rolled over and pinned Wang Zong down, cupping his face in his hands and rubbing it wildly.
"I think we should call you Woof Woof."
Mr. Wang's eyes were bright. He took his hand and said...
"Zongheng, I love you. From now on, you belong to me, Wang Wangwang. I'll massage you, milk your cows, roast lamb chops for you, and make dumplings for you. My land is your land, my soil is your soil, and my cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs are all your cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs. You're mine now!"
Zong Heng: ...
Although it's a confession of love, it sounds rather strange.
Zong Heng covered his mouth, leaned close to him and said, "If you don't know how to express yourself in the future, you can search it on Baidu."
On the day he left, Zong Heng boarded the plane with his suitcase, and President Wang followed right after.
On the plane, Zongheng drank coffee one cup after another. He knew that once he got off the plane, he would have to be on his toes. Whether it was the pressure from his parents' thoughts or the work pressure at the hotel, it would make him feel suffocated.
Zong Heng was still asleep when they landed.
She looked extremely haggard.
Perhaps it's still Mr. Wang's fault for indulging in excessive sexual activity these past few days.
He didn't react when the flight attendant called him. He rubbed his eyes, picked up his suitcase, and started walking down.
Little did they know there was someone hiding behind them.
The flight attendant said, "They've all left, bro."
Mr. Wang saluted the flight attendant, "Okay, beautiful lady, I'll be going now!"
The flight attendant shook her head; she had encountered a strange person.
This strange guy kept urging me for ages, insisting on waiting until everyone in front of him had left so he could be the last person to get off the plane.
They kept claiming that they had consulted the almanac and that they had to be the last one to leave, otherwise they would suffer a bloody disaster.
horrible.
Following Zong Heng all the way to the familiar hotel entrance, watching him carry his suitcase inside, President Wang squatted at the door.
The doorman, assuming he was a guest, prepared to go and serve him, but Mr. Wang shook his head.
The waiter thought to himself, "How dare a poor country bumpkin student loiter around the hotel entrance?"
After waiting for several hours and seeing no message on WeChat, I started to get anxious.
I wonder if his fierce father will scold him again.
Zong Heng hasn't eaten anything yet.
Thinking it wasn't right, I ran over and bought some sandwiches and milk.
In the afternoon, Zong Heng finally came downstairs.
Upon seeing him, Mr. Wang quickly ran over.
"Black~~~"
Zong Heng wasn't too surprised to hear the voice, as if he had known all along that he was coming.
He looked at President Wang and smiled, "Can't hide it anymore?"
Mr. Wang handed over the sandwich and milk, his eyes full of concern: "I was just worried that my little one would go hungry."
Mr. Wang put his arm around his shoulder and massaged his neck.
Before he could react, Zong Heng was pulled away.
Zongheng's father, his face full of anger, grabbed his arm and demanded, "How did you end up hanging out with this guy again?"
"How dare you show your face here? What are you doing grabbing my son? Zongheng, you're still entangled with him. You've made me lose face completely. What did you learn in school? Did the school even teach you how to be a decent human being?"
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