Chapter 86: As for what happened between you two in the hotel, he didn't kill you, you are already lucky
The Zhou family's industrial foundation, which has been operating overseas for many years, is experiencing an unprecedented storm.
For three consecutive months, the sniping from Feng Mingzhou's team never stopped.
The reckless attack, with the attitude of not hesitating even if it meant injuring a thousand enemies and losing eight hundred of their own, made the entire Zhou family extremely anxious.
Zhou Mubai's mother, Mrs. Zhou, hurried back to China with several clansmen.
The atmosphere in the Zhou family's living room was depressing.
Mrs. Zhou took off her coat and handed it to the servant. Without even looking at her son, she walked straight to the main seat and sat down. She picked up the tea that had been prepared in front of her, but did not drink it.
Several tribesmen who came with him also sat down, each with a heavy look on their face.
"Mu Bai," Mrs. Zhou said with dignity, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"
Zhou Mubai met his mother's gaze calmly: "Mom, I will handle the company's affairs."
"Handle it?" Madam Zhou sneered and slammed the teacup in her hand on the rosewood tea table, causing a few drops of tea to splash out. "How are you going to handle it? The hard work of several generations of the Zhou family is about to be destroyed in your hands! Now the entire European business is almost paralyzed! Tell me, how are you going to handle it?!"
She became more and more excited as she spoke. She stood up suddenly, walked a few steps to Zhou Mubai, raised her hand, and slapped him in the face without hesitation.
“Bang!”
Zhou Mubai was hit so hard that his head tilted to the side, and clear five finger marks quickly appeared on his fair cheek.
He didn't hide or speak, but just turned his head back slowly, his jawline tense.
No one else in the living room dared to make a sound, and even the servants retreated quietly to the corner.
Madam Zhou pointed at him, her chest heaving with anger, her voice trembling: "Just for a woman! Is it worth it?! Ah?! Look at what you look like now! You have brought shame to the Zhou family!"
Zhou Mubai's fingers hanging at his sides curled up for a moment, then slowly loosened.
He did not touch the burning mark on his face, but just looked at his mother calmly, with no resentment in his eyes, only fatigue.
"I have found a young lady from an aristocratic family for you," Mrs. Zhou said firmly, "her family background, appearance, and character are all excellent!"
She paused, and her tone became more severe: "Come back with me and get married immediately!"
Zhou Mubai: "Mom, I already have someone I like."
"Someone you like?" Madam Zhou laughed sharply, as if she had heard a huge joke. Her laughter was full of sarcasm and anger. "I know who it is! Gu Manman, right?!"
She took a step closer and pointed at Zhou Mubai's nose: "Zhou Mubai! Is your brain covered with lard?! Don't you know whose woman that is?! Ah?! You're going to snatch Feng Mingzhou's woman?! Do you think the Zhou family is not dying fast enough?!"
"Didn't you see what Feng Mingzhou was doing?!"
The oldest uncle next to him finally couldn't help it, he stood up tremblingly, and begged to Zhou Mubai in a tearful voice: "Mubai... Uncle, I beg you... Just listen to your mother..."
Another old man in a Tang suit also spoke up, his voice hoarse: "Yes, Mu Bai, now is not the time to be willful! Our family's business has collapsed. If we don't find a solution, we...we are all going to jump into the sea! This is related to the livelihoods of hundreds of people in our entire Zhou family!"
"Just think of it as a favor to us old bones and the ancestors of the Zhou family, okay?"
"Mu Bai..."
The pleadings were like invisible ropes, wrapping around him, getting tighter and tighter.
Zhou Mubai stood there with his back straight, but his face became paler.
He didn't look at those tribesmen, his gaze was still on his mother's angry face, and the light in his eyes dimmed little by little.
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"Brother, Mingzhou really went too far this time." Zhao Yang leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, looking at Zhou Mubai who was obviously drunk opposite him.
The light in the booth deep inside the bar is dim.
Zhou Mubai had two buttons undone on his shirt collar, his cheeks were flushed, and his eyes were staring at the whiskey in the glass with a distracted look.
"The palms and backs of my hands are all made of flesh. I'm stuck in the middle..."
Zhou Mubai didn't say anything, he just raised his head and took another big gulp of wine, his Adam's apple rolling, his movements showing a bit of self-abandonment.
"Besides, I know Ming Zhou," Zhao Yang looked at him with a firm tone, "Gu Manman...he will never give up."
"Before, he tolerated you staying with Gu Manman for so long, I really thought he had changed his personality." Zhao Yang shook his head, "I guess he was just worried about you two filming the movie. If he gets rid of you before the movie is finished, Manman will definitely blame him."
"Now that the movie is released, he has nothing to worry about and has started to stir up trouble."
"Besides... as for what happened between you and me in the hotel, he didn't kill you, which is already a blessing for you."
Zhou Mubai seemed not to have heard and poured himself another full glass of wine. His movements were a little unsteady and the wine almost spilled.
He picked up the cup and drank it again.
He had already given up once.
The pain that time is unforgettable.
He thought time could dilute everything, and that as long as he could watch her happiness from afar, that would be enough.
But when she reappeared in his life, when he saw the light in her eyes light up again, when he had the chance to get close to her again...how could he let go again?
He would be blamed, threatened and forced into a desperate situation even if he tried to fight for it.
"Bang--!"
The glass was smashed heavily on the table, and the wine splashed everywhere.
He stared at Zhao Yang, his voice hoarse, reeking of alcohol and pain, almost shouting:
“Why?”
"I've already given up once! I've already given up once!"
"I want to live my own life...Isn't that possible?!"
Zhao Yang looked at his red eyes and didn't know what to say for a moment.
Comfort? Persuade?
In the face of absolute power, all these seem pale and powerless.
He could only pick up the bottle, pour himself a glass, and drink with him.
"Why does he..."
"Because he's rich and powerful?"
"He can do whatever he wants?"
"You can ruin other people's lives?"
Zhou Mubai's voice became lower and lower, and finally became almost a murmur, full of powerlessness and unwillingness.
"I just want to be with her..."
"Is it really that difficult..."
He leaned over the table, his shoulders hunched slightly.
Zhao Yang sighed and patted him on the back.
"Mu Bai, you've drunk too much."
Zhou Mubai didn't react, but just buried his face deeper.
The cell phone rang and Zhao Yang went out to answer it.
When he came back, he looked anxious.
"Mu Bai! Something happened!"
"Your mother... committed suicide! She is in the hospital now!"
Zhou Mubai sneered: "Suicide?"
"How could someone like her commit suicide?"
It happens again.
In this way, she forced him to choose between her and Manman.
It was like this before, and it is still like this now.
The two rushed to the hospital, and before they reached the door of the emergency room, Zhou Mubai saw a group of people gathered at the end of the corridor.
Several elders looked pale and terrified.
Seeing him approaching, the uncle took a trembling step forward, and knelt in front of him with a "thump"!
Immediately afterwards, several tribesmen nearby also knelt down in unison.
"Mu Bai!" Uncle Grandfather burst into tears, "The situation is urgent!"
"All our bank accounts in Europe have been frozen! All! Payments for goods, workers' wages... all cannot be paid! All suppliers have stopped cooperating with us! If this continues, within three days, the Zhou family... the Zhou family will be completely finished!!"
Another tribesman also cried out, "Mu Bai! Please! Please give us a chance to live! We have lived for most of our lives. It doesn't matter if we die, but we still have so many children to raise at home!"
"Just have pity on us old bones! Just listen to your mother!"
Zhou Mubai looked at the elders who were kneeling on the ground and crying.
He closed his eyes tightly.
The anger, resentment and powerlessness accumulated in my chest have no outlet.
He turned around suddenly, raised his fist, and smashed it hard on the cold wall next to him!
"Bang--!"
The dull sound of bones hitting the wall was accompanied by his roar.
"ah--!"
The roar echoed in the empty corridor, filled with despair and pain.
He had his back to the kneeling people, his shoulders heaving violently, and the veins on his forehead throbbing.
Long, long time.
He turned around slowly.
"good."
That one word seemed to have used up all his strength.
That night, everyone hurriedly boarded a private plane back to Europe.
The sun was shining brightly in Jiangcheng, but he was forcibly dragged back into that cold, dark cage.
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