the target of public criticism
Zheng Cheng was completely destroyed. He went from being the talented and promising third young master of the Zheng family to a useless guy who was good-looking except for his good looks.
But what does a man want in beauty? How can a man be just beautiful?
"Brother Cheng, don't be angry." Xiao Ming in the back row saw that he suddenly stopped talking and thought that Zheng Cheng was still sulking about Hu Hanyu adding him. "Write down his number. I'll report him later and blow him up."
"No need, keep it." Zhou Min, who had been silent just now, suddenly expressed his opinion.
Zheng Cheng glanced at him and it had to be Zhou Min.
Zhou Min is Zheng Cheng's childhood friend, two years his senior, and the eldest grandson of the president of Hehe Agricultural Technology Group. Zhou Min is just like other children.
Everyone in the circle of Shanghai's wealthy and powerful children knows that outside the system, the Zheng family is a benchmark, and within the system, Zhou Min is a role model. He was specially admitted to Qingjiang University after winning the gold medal in the Children's Cup of Mathematical Olympiad. He has not taken a wrong step in the path planned by his elders, and has made every step on the right track.
Originally, Zheng Cheng thought that Zhou Min was like the other second and third generation friends, who avoided him and became completely alienated from him after the accident. However, Zhou Min was the first friend he met after returning to the Zheng Mansion.
"Because you need to be saved." When asked about the reason why Zhou Min stayed, he would just say it lightly.
Zhou Min had quirks since he was a child. He would pick up geckos without tails and hatch eggs abandoned by mother birds. He would be late for exams and fail courses because of competing with stray cats for baby birds. So he skipped his summer cram school and went to Zheng Mansion every day to sit with Zheng Cheng together with Sisi.
"If you still can't speak, I can go over all the math knowledge for primary school to middle school in China." Zhou Min took out the textbook. "I'll think of it as review, and you can think of it as rehabilitation. Anyway, you can't sleep."
Zheng Sisi is now tall and strong, and in very good health. It must be because she slept a lot during that period.
By the time Zhou Min's rehabilitation class reached the second semester of junior high school, Zheng Cheng was actually saved by him.
"Please let me go. I beg you." This was the first sentence Zheng Cheng said. His voice was hoarse but sincere.
"You guys go take a hot shower."
After turning on the lights in the large flat, Miss Xu was ready with just a few words of instructions from Zhou Min on the phone. He put the key to the Cayenne in the fixed position at the door, and without even glancing at them, he walked straight to the breeding room where he kept various small animals.
Zheng Cheng didn't hesitate and took the clothes prepared for him and prepared to go to the guest bathroom. However, Yan Xiaoming was not used to this kind of treatment and was in a dilemma.
"Is it too presumptuous of me to wash with Brother Cheng?" He was at a loss as to what to do while holding the clothes.
"Then you can use the bathroom in my room." Zhou Min shouted from the cultivation room.
That's even more presumptuous! Xiao Ming shook his head like a rattle.
In the end, he hesitated for a long time and waited for Zheng Cheng to take a shower before going to use the guest bathroom. Zheng Cheng happened to have a private chat with Zhou Min.
"Ah! I want to have a serious talk with you about that bastard Zheng Lu..."
Two sentences are not enough, at least two thousand sentences.
After Zheng Cheng was able to speak again, he became extremely talkative. He updated the previous events that he had not mentioned in the car, and talked endlessly about Hu Hanyu's miso soup because of the quarrel at home.
Zhou Min was looking through research papers on his computer while listening to what he was saying as he was broadcasting.
When Zheng Cheng urged him to express his opinion, he picked up the teacup and blew on it like an old cadre.
"So Hu Hanyu is indeed useful to keep."
Zhou Min is the only person in the world who believes that he is really locked up in the kitchen of a restaurant in Tokyo.
According to his analysis, even if the person who made the soup that year was not Hu Hanyu, it could be his master, or a chef from the same school. In short, he is a useful clue.
"But I hate him the moment I see him." Zheng Cheng inserted his hand.
"You hate everything, so you can keep this one person." Zhou Min flipped through the report in the computer without saying another word.
The doorbell rang, and the servant brought in a paper bag: "It's the Zheng family's steward. He heard that Mr. Cheng was here, so he specially sent over a portion of lunch."
How could she be so well-informed? It must be Zheng Sisi again. The whereabouts of these wealthy children were never a secret.
"I just ate." Zheng Cheng was angry. He didn't even want to touch these dishes. "Where's Xiao Ming? Did he take a shower and rub himself into oblivion?"
"Mr. Yan is sitting in the kitchen and said he wouldn't disturb your conversation," the servant replied.
"He really is." Xiao Ming always knew his limits. Although he was Zheng Cheng's personal assistant, he never asked about the gossip in their circle, and always found excuses to avoid talking when he saw them talking. Zheng Cheng liked this about him very much.
Xiao Ming must not have been full after eating those sushi at noon. Zheng Cheng was just about to ask the servant to ask Xiao Ming to come to the restaurant to eat when Zheng Miao called.
"You answer it, I'll go to the kitchen to find him." Zhou Min stood up, took the paper bag and walked towards the kitchen.
Sure enough, Chen Min knew that he didn't eat well, so she sent someone to deliver his favorite abalone and braised pork, and also asked Zheng Miao to call and give him instructions.
If you want to care about me, why did you let my sister call? It's like you're avoiding the plague. Zheng Cheng was dissatisfied and didn't sound friendly on the phone.
"Okay, I know you're unhappy. You and Zheng Lu always have to compete like this. Isn't that fun?" Zheng Miao observed their tit-for-tat. "Dad said we need to re-evaluate the supplier on Nanjiang Road."
"Oh." I won this time, and Zheng Cheng felt a little relieved.
"Also, next Wednesday, do you have time? Let's go try out the food at the new supplier, the restaurant under Tianren."
Zheng Cheng smiled when he heard the name: "Tianren? Dad actually gave in?"
"If someone is doing well, I'll give them a chance. It's a deal. I'll send you the address."
"Don't listen to what he says. Brother Cheng is actually a very good person. I can drive his car at will, and he always rushes me to take vacations."
At the kitchen island, Xiao Ming was chatting with Miss Xu. "Newly released games, exhibition tickets, I'd casually complain about not being able to get them, and they'd appear on my desk the next day. Where else can I find such a nice boss?"
"Oh, what you said is nothing to the Zheng family." Miss Xu waved her hand.
"Whether it counts or not is not my responsibility. Whether or not they are willing to give depends on their hearts."
A low voice sounded from behind. Miss Xu's face suddenly changed and she stood up suddenly. Xiao Ming then realized that Zhou Min had been standing behind him without him noticing.
"I'm different from Zheng Cheng. He's tough on the outside but soft on the inside. If he sees through me, he'll just curse at me. But it's not that easy with me." Zhou Min's glasses flashed as he handed the paper bag over. "Take it out and fill it up. This is for Mr. Yan."
Zhou Min was not very old, but he spoke with the demeanor of a family head in his few words. Xiao Ming felt a chill on his back when he heard it. Miss Xu did not dare to be negligent. She took the paper bag and lowered her head to get busy.
"Mr. Zhou, thank you for the bathroom. I feel warm all over." Xiao Ming tried to get up in a hurry, but Zhou Min pushed him back into the chair.
"I didn't mention you." He sat down next to Xiao Ming, "Why don't you go to the living room after taking a shower?"
Xiao Ming lowered his head and chuckled: "You two are discussing business, and I'm an outsider, so it's better for me to stay away."
"Sincerity for sincerity, we have never treated you as an outsider," Zhou Ren said expressionlessly, raising his voice slightly as he looked at Miss Xu. "Only those who spread rumors need to be avoided."
Miss Xu's hand shook and a piece of braised pork fell onto the table. She quickly picked it up and threw it into the trash can, then quickly wiped the table clean.
"Is this... sent from the Zheng Mansion?" Xiao Ming looked at the dishes on the table and asked in a low voice, "How can I..."
"Zheng Cheng said you didn't have enough for lunch, so just eat." Zhou Min shrugged and stood up. "Come to the living room after you finish eating."
"No, you guys chat, I have to go get my motorcycle later." Xiao Ming was still thinking about his precious motorcycle parked in the rain.
Zhou Min stopped and looked at him.
"Miss Xu," he called, and Miss Xu immediately stood at attention. "Tell the driver to bring Mr. Yan's car back."
"Sister Miao contacted you, right?"
As soon as Zheng Miao hung up the phone, Zheng Sisi called again.
The tip-off came, and Zheng Cheng became interested in listening to her talk about today's family dinner.
Zheng Yuan looked unhappy throughout the meal and was very dissatisfied with what happened on Nanjiang Road. Chen Min was worried that Zheng Cheng hadn't eaten. In the end, everyone left in a bad mood and ended the dinner hastily.
It feels good and relieves my frustration.
That year, until he was almost recovered in the Zheng Mansion, his family flew back one after another in time for the New Year's Eve dinner. When they met, they expressed their concern for him in a perfunctory way, and Zheng Lu also shed a few crocodile tears.
At this time, Zheng Cheng had long passed the most painful time. All that was left in his heart was hatred. He hated that the kidnapper was not caught and hated that no one in the Zheng family stood by him when he was in the most pain.
It's ridiculous. The so-called family companionship and support are only the cold and ever-increasing numbers in the account and a few properties changing hands in the Shanghai market.
None of which a twelve-year-old needs.
After the meeting, Zheng Yuan promised him on the spot: he would have no worries about food and clothing, he would stay in Shanghai for the rest of his life, just be happy, and do whatever he wanted.
"But I want to go to the United States to study in high school."
Zheng Cheng made a request that surprised everyone, especially Zheng Lu, who sucked back the tears that he had finally squeezed out of his eyes.
He didn't think much about arguing with Zheng Liu, he just couldn't stand the victorious smile that he secretly revealed.
"You have to thank me. You originally asked me to go, but I said I didn't have time for the interview that day." Zheng Sisi praised him, "What an opportunity, brother. Food is your area of expertise. Perform well, and Dad will let you manage the group's catering!"
Just say Zheng Yuan is not so kind. Zheng Sisi is still naive. It is not so easy to change Zheng Yuan's mind.
After hanging up the phone, Zhou Min had sat back on the sofa without him noticing when, frowning and writing something on the tablet in his hand.
"Hey, why did you come back without making any sound?" Zheng Cheng was so scared by him that he almost dropped his phone.
"I'm going back to my living room to report to you?" Zhou Min didn't even raise his eyes. "Your whereabouts were probably tipped off by Miss Xu."
"It's her again! Miss Xu is such a loudmouth." Zheng Cheng wasn't too surprised. "Hey, don't really fire her for this. Miss Xu is old and she won't be able to find a job."
"I'm not as merciful as you. Rules are rules." Zhou Min pushed his glasses. "Today is her last day."
"Hey, I'm talking to you...ah." Zheng Cheng couldn't say much about other people's family affairs, so he could only sigh and change the subject, talking to Zhou Min about the upcoming meeting with Hu Tianren.
Hu Tianren, the boss of Tianren Group, made his fortune from the famous Dijia steamed buns in Shanghai, and has now grown to become a catering tycoon.
Now that it has gone public, Ten Ren is no longer satisfied with catering. They have acquired many two- and three-star hotels and unified the decoration management. "Ace Express Hotel" has thus steadily occupied the mid- and low-end hotel market.
"I always thought Zheng Yuan didn't take me seriously. Now that Tianren is going to open a hotel, he wants to get close to me." Although Zheng Cheng does not participate in the management, he still pays special attention to the family business.
"I should have thought about it a long time ago. My family has been cooperating with Tianren for many years." Zhou Min pushed his glasses. "The only one who invited you to dinner was Hu Tianren? I heard he has a son who never shows up."
"A son who never shows up? Isn't that the same as me?" Zheng Cheng laughed at himself. "Could he also be the kind that ruins our family's reputation?"
"You don't have any, don't underestimate yourself." Zhou Ren frowned, "The Zheng family is using you to attract all the negative fire."
What a wise man, Zhou Min.
The Zheng family is a well-known Confucian business family in the circle. The only thing that has been left behind in their reputation is the kidnapping case and the third son who has developed a chronic illness.
Outwardly, everyone was wary of the Zheng family's reputation, so they were friendly to Zheng Cheng. But behind his back, they said all sorts of things about him. The most exaggerated one was that the kidnapping was a power-grabbing drama directed and acted by him.
Is this a 12-year-old playing political games? Am I such a genius? Zheng Cheng took it as a compliment.
"I heard that Young Master Hu used to get into fights and make trouble. Of course, it's hard to tell whether this news is true or not," said Zhou Min.
"It seems that Mr. Hu's treatment is not worse than mine." Although he has never met him, Zheng Cheng already feels a sense of familiarity with this Mr. Hu.
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