"Good morning, Jing!"
Luo Yifan got into the car and greeted Chen Jing quite naturally.
"Good morning, Mr. Luo."
Luo Yifan raised an eyebrow at Chen Jing's address, but ultimately said nothing, his probing gaze lingering on her face for a few moments.
Did you sleep well last night?
Chen Jing's face flushed slightly, and she was a little afraid to look him in the eye.
"Hmm, I slept pretty well..."
Luo Yifan then didn't ask any more questions about what happened last night, nor did he mention the bet.
He gave Chen Jing the illusion that both the bet and the Luo Yifan she heard about last night were different people.
She thought he would continue to pretend to have amnesia.
But as Chen Jing was buying the ingredients and sorting them into the refrigerator and storage cabinets, she suddenly heard Luo Yifan behind her say something.
"Ah Jing, I'm sorry!"
Chen Jing was slightly surprised and turned to look at him.
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pressure you."
"I waited for your call all day yesterday, and after seeing all the rumors about Mingxuan at noon, I was a little worried about you, so I called you. If you think it's better for us not to meet for the time being, I'll leave in a bit and then show up again when you've thought it through."
Luo Yifan's expression was calm, but Chen Jing saw in his eyes a kind of unease that she thought she would never see in such an outstanding person.
In matters of the heart, whoever takes it seriously first loses.
"No need. If you have time, come with me to the wholesale market tomorrow. But I really need to think this through carefully, and so do you."
A hint of surprise flashed in Luo Yifan's eyes, "Will meals be provided?"
Chen Jing smiled and nodded, "Sure, just remember to settle the bill, Boss Luo."
Luo Yifan really wanted to ask if it could be taken care of for a lifetime, but after thinking about it, he held back. He had just said that he wouldn't force her!
...
As for Mingxuan Group, which had left Chen Jing feeling down for most of the day, the return of the real president, Zhu Junwei, made the whereabouts of the acting president, Zhu Haoming, a problem.
Originally, Zhu Haoming had not held a position at Mingxuan Group for many years, so his future became an awkward question.
The board of directors had strongly urged him to return to serve as acting president, and now Zhu Junwei had thrown the problem back to the board.
"Third Brother, I never intended to come back and take anything. Now that you're back, I'll just leave. There's no need to assign me any position."
Zhu Haoming expressed his wishes as soon as he spoke. To be honest, if it weren't for his mother, mother-in-law, and wife urging him on, he wouldn't have wanted to come back to Mingxuan and get involved in this mess.
He understood better than anyone that he could get far more from the Song family than he could from the Zhu family.
Firstly, although his surname is Zhu, he is an illegitimate child, so it is unknown how much of the Zhu family's wealth he will receive. Or, in the worst case scenario, he may not receive a single penny.
But Song Lu is Song Zhicheng's only daughter. After Song Zhicheng retires, the Song family name will eventually belong to him, even if the child takes the surname Song instead of Zhu.
But what does it matter? What can the surname Zhu offer him besides embarrassment and forbearance? He can't think of anything else.
For example, right now, he is extremely patient.
Knowing that she lacked Zhu Junwei's cunning and intelligence, she had no interest or inclination to even play along.
In Zhu Haoming's view, it would be more practical to find a way to coax his father-in-law to hand over real power as soon as possible, rather than wasting his energy fighting with Zhu Junwei.
But Zhu Junwei is a vengeful person, so how could he let Zhu Haoming off so easily?
Although Zhu Haoming was actually just a pawn in this whole affair, in Zhu Junwei's view, without Zhu Haoming's cooperation, yesterday's dramatic change of ownership would never have happened.
Fortunately, he appeared in time; otherwise, once Zhu Haoming had established himself, it would have been difficult for him to regain the position of president.
At this moment, Zhu Junwei had no energy to think about why he had been imprisoned for so long and was suddenly released.
The timing was just too perfect.
"This won't do. Haoming, you are still Dad's son. Although we don't share the same mother, we are still brothers. Mingxuan, you also have a responsibility, don't you?"
Zhu Haoming inwardly cried out in alarm, and then he heard Zhu Junwei speak to the board members.
“I have a suggestion. Let’s vote. My older brother is in this condition, and his position is temporarily vacant. I suggest that Haoming fill in for him.”
Zhu Haoming's heart skipped a beat. Zhu Junzhao's original position was a typical one where one had to take the fall and shield oneself from harm. Not only was it thankless and difficult, but it also easily brought trouble upon oneself. Zhu Junzhao was the best example of this.
“Third Brother, my wife is about to give birth, so I naturally have to take on more of the responsibilities at her home. Where would I get so much energy? Now that you're back, Third Brother, I'll just hand Mingxuan back to you.”
Zhu Haoming now wished he could leave this place of trouble immediately.
But since his feet were already wet from the muddy water, Zhu Junwei was determined not to let him leave unharmed.
"Haoming, the Song family is just your wife's family, the Zhu family is your real family. Are you saying you wouldn't even help your own family, but would rather help outsiders?"
In the end, Zhu Haoming found himself in a difficult position and was unanimously elected by the board of directors and Zhu Junwei as the new general manager of Mingxuan Group.
That afternoon, Mingxuan Group released the news on its official website. Zhu Qianying read it but didn't say anything, because this result was within her expectations.
Those unaware of the situation might think the Zhu brothers were joining forces to create a new era of glory for Mingxuan, but those familiar with Zhu Junwei and some discerning individuals could immediately see the danger and conspiracy involved.
Zhu Qianying spent a bit too long at the jewelry store today, so she asked Yan Shao to pick up Zizai and Xiao Luzi.
Yan Shao deliberately left work early, first picking up his son, and then going to the restaurant to pick up Xiao Luzi.
Upon entering, one immediately sees Luo Yifan playing Ludo with Xiao Luzi.
"Mr. Luo! Hello!" Young Master Yan showed unusual politeness towards this middle-aged man who could potentially become his father-in-law.
Of course, this is not because of Luo Yifan's family background or anything else.
Rather, Yan Shao didn't want to ruin Zhu Qianying's image as a junior in Luo Yifan's mind because of himself.
"Young Master Yan!" Luo Yifan smiled and nodded at him.
The two had known each other for many years, but they were not close friends.
Neither of them could have imagined that one day they would be connected in this way.
"Please take care of me in the future," Luo Yifan said.
It's unclear whether this refers to business matters or personal matters.
Or, it may be a combination of both.
"Mr. Luo, you flatter me. If there's anything you need me to do, just let me know. Saying 'take care' makes it sound too formal."
The fact that Luo Yifan can still sit here chatting and enjoying tea suggests that he and his mother-in-law have made significant progress.
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