Sun Baixi didn't understand how Zhuang Li did it.
He was just a punk who hadn't even graduated from high school, had never received a proper education, was short-sighted, and had an unstable mind. How did he convince Zhuang Hong, and how did he resist the pressure from the board of directors?
Each mystery gave Sun Baixi a splitting headache.
The crisis encountered by the company made him feel at a loss.
However, at this moment, his cell phone rang, and Zhuang Li sent a short message: [We broke up.]
It wasn't "Let's break up," it was "We're breaking up." This was a strong statement, and he didn't even give Sun Baixi the power to refuse.
Sun Baixi stared at the text message intently, his heart slowly tightening.
He had known Zhuang Li would break up, but he had never imagined how agonizing it would be when the moment finally arrived. The shame of being toyed with, the anger of being manipulated, the fear of revenge all surged up in him.
But what made Sun Baixi even more unbelievable was that, apart from this, he was also full of reluctance and unwillingness.
How could he be the one being toyed with and abandoned? He should be the biggest winner!
He couldn't break up! He had to make Zhuang Li fall in love with him! Inextricably, deeply, and irrationally fall in love!
Sun Baixi's eyes flashed with madness. He picked up his phone and began typing a text message: [I'm different—]
Before he could finish typing, he discovered through the monitoring software that Zhuang Li had actually taken a screenshot of the breakup text message and sent it to Su Ming. He had used his ex-boyfriend as a sacrifice to show his loyalty and curry favor with Su Ming.
Sun Baixi: “…”
Sun Baixi felt like he was about to explode with anger, and his fingertips touching the phone screen trembled uncontrollably.
Su Ming quickly replied: [So I can be with you openly now, right?]
Zhuang Li: [You have always been aboveboard. Whoever I love is aboveboard.]
Su Ming: [Does it mean you love me? ]
Yes, I love you.
[Have you ever loved Sun Baixi? ]
【Who is Sun Baixi? 】
Su Ming sent a series of smiley faces, and finally replied seriously: [I love you too, very much. Maybe you won't believe it, but I just want to tell you that I fell in love with you at first sight.]
Zhuang Li: [Me too. Darling, your soul and body are my favorites.]
Su Ming didn't reply for a long time. He seemed shy.
Zhuang Li requested: [Send me a selfie.]
A moment later, Su Ming sent a selfie. He was out for a morning run, his T-shirt soaked with sweat. The thin fabric clung to his muscular body, revealing every bulge of muscle. He exuded the scent of hormones; he was an extremely masculine, handsome, and seductive man.
Zhuang Li replied: [I want to kiss you.]
In front of Su Ming, he was so passionate and straightforward. When he loved someone, he could say the most cheesy love words and do the most crazy things. To show his determination to break up, he actually severed the cooperation between Hongtu and Sun Corporation.
He is so good!
It was only then that Sun Baixi began to vaguely realize that Zhuang Li's abilities were somewhat unusual. He was definitely not some ignorant country bumpkin.
This string of text messages was like a series of knives, stabbing Sun Baixi's heart. He was angry and hurt, but he continued to read them in a self-torturing manner.
He wanted to know everything about Zhuang Li, and he had no idea what possessed him.
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On the other side, Zhuang Li was chatting with his lover while filtering the information to Sun Baixi.
7480: "..." If we compare scumbags, no one in this world should be a match for the host.
After chatting, he picked up his briefcase and shouted to Zhuang Hong, who was standing in the courtyard and talking on the phone, "Grandpa, it's time to go to work!"
"I'm not going to work today. I've made an appointment with some old friends to go fishing. You make the decisions about the company, don't ask me. I'm going to turn off my phone, so it's no use calling me." Zhuang Hong said this to both his grandson and his father who was on the other end of the line.
"I've handed the company over to my grandson, and I unconditionally support all his decisions. Yes, losing money doesn't matter. It's useless to come to me, and it's even more useless to come to my grandson. He's harder-hearted than me. Don't mention old friends to me. I, Zhuang Hong, have no friends in the business world."
Zhuang Hong hung up the phone, put on his fisherman's hat, waved his hands and walked away casually.
"Did you bring your blood pressure medication?" Zhuang Li asked.
"I've brought it." Zhuang Hong waved his hand without turning his head.
The grandparents and grandchildren got into two cars and went their separate ways.
Zhuang Qingfeng and Huang Yaping watched in astonishment. They were completely bewildered by this magical scene. Why? Why did the old man let Zhuang Li mess around in the company? Was he worried that Zhuang's company wouldn't go bankrupt fast enough?
But it is obvious that the Sun family will go bankrupt faster than the wealthy banker.
Mr. Sun returned to the restaurant in a state of embarrassment and sat on a chair, trying his luck again and again.
Sun Baixi finally stopped his self-torture and turned his gaze from his phone screen to his father: "What did Zhuang Hong say? Did Hongtu make a mistake? Did Manager Zhuang issue the contract without permission?"
"No, Zhuang Hong and the board of directors have agreed. Did you know that?" Sun's father's tone was full of disbelief: "Zhuang Hong is preparing to retire. He has handed over full management of the company to Zhuang Li. He unconditionally supports Zhuang Li's decision."
Sun Baixi was stunned when he heard this.
Sun's father asked angrily, "What's wrong with these two guys from the Zhuang family? They're not making any money. Are they crazy?"
Sun Baixi knew what was wrong with Zhuang Li. He was no different from those ancient tyrants who used beacon fires to trick the princes. To please Su Ming, he really spared no effort!
Sun Baixi held the phone so tightly that it creaked.
Father Sun seemed to remember something and suddenly looked up and said, "Doesn't Zhuang Li like you very much? Call him and ask him out so you can have a good chat."
He completely forgot that half an hour ago he had told his son not to associate with Zhuang Li.
Sun Baixi, who had just broken up: "..."
"Call quickly!" Sun's father urged anxiously.
Sun Baixi gritted his teeth and called Zhuang Li, but there was a busy tone on the other end.
"Li Zhuang is also on the phone. I'll go to Hongtu to meet with him." Sun Baixi tried hard to save his face.
He knew Zhuang Li wasn't on the phone, but had blocked him. No matter how many times he called, he was always busy.
"Okay, okay, go quickly. If I had known that Zhuang Hong would hand over the company to Zhuang Li, I would never have stopped you from dating him." Sun's father slapped his forehead in annoyance.
Sun Baixi fled from home.
He went to the mall and bought a luxurious suit, then went to a beauty salon to remove his dark circles, and finally went to a styling studio to change his hairstyle, and went to Hongtu Technology with a bouquet of roses.
For the sake of the company, he must bow his head and apologize, and he must also win back Zhuang Li's heart.
But unfortunately, he couldn't even get past the front desk.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, our President Zhuang is not available to see you."
"Give me the microphone and I'll talk to him myself." Sun Baixi stretched out his hand.
The receptionist bowed awkwardly: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, Mr. Zhuang has hung up the phone."
"Give him another one."
"Sorry, if you hit me again I'll lose my job." The receptionist refused with a sweet smile.
Sun Baixi: “…”
"I'll leave the flowers with you. Can you give them to Mr. Zhuang when he comes down?" Helplessly, Sun Baixi took out a pen and wrote a line on the postcard: [I'll wait for you at the usual place at 7:30 pm.]
He thought for a moment, then added, stroke by stroke, "I want to see you."
He didn't realize how much longing was hidden in the words "I want to see you." This longing was not forced by the company's crisis, nor was it due to his father's orders, but came from an urgent cry from his true heart.
He wanted to see Zhuang Li and ask him nicely, "Have you ever loved me?"
But he forgot that when he set up a vicious plan to push Zhuang Li into a desperate situation, he had lost the qualification to question.
After leaving Hongtu Technology, Sun Baixi drove aimlessly around the streets. Then, as if remembering something, he called Zhuang Shimiao.
"Baixi, aren't you busy today?" Zhuang Shimiao's voice came from the microphone.
His voice was cool, yet gentle. Listening to his unhurried words always made Sun Baixi feel calm. But now, the voice echoing in Sun Baixi's mind was Zhuang Li's voice, sometimes hoarse, sometimes soft, and sometimes passionate.
Zhuang Li said so many vicious words, but Sun Baixi had no way to delete his voice.
The more he didn't want to touch it, the more the sound bothered Sun Baixi's nerves.
Sun Baixi could no longer draw strength from Zhuang Shimiao because he suddenly realized that Zhuang Shimiao was so weak compared to Zhuang Li.
It's not just about the weak voice and weak background, but also about the weak character and weak abilities.
Zhuang Shimiao had been by Zhuang Hong's side for 22 years, yet he had never influenced any of his decisions. Zhuang Li had only been back a few months, yet he had already convinced Zhuang Hong to hand over his entire grand plan.
The two of them are simply incomparable! The poor are always poor; this is a fundamental problem that cannot be changed by circumstances.
Sun Baixi parked his car on the side of the road and smiled disdainfully. He finally realized that Zhuang Shimiao was the one who didn't belong to the Zhuang family. Everything he had now was stolen.
"Baixi, Baixi, can you hear me?" Zhuang Shimiao's voice interrupted Sun Baixi's thoughts.
"I'm here, and I have some news to tell you." Sun Baixi curled the corners of his lips maliciously.
"What news?"
"Zhuang Hong has retired, and now Hongtu is managed by Zhuang Li."
Zhuang Shimiao's rapid breathing came through the microphone. He lost his composure. This showed how much he valued the Zhuang family's wealth.
Sun Baixi held his forehead and laughed silently and self-deprecatingly. He recalled what Zhuang Shimiao had said at the airport gate when he saw him off from China.
He sighed, "I left to fulfill Zhuang Li's wish. This home belongs to him, and I won't fight with him. Baixi, don't go after Zhuang Li; he's innocent."
Yes! Zhuang Shimiao didn't fight with Zhuang Li for anything, but he had a gun! If he didn't fight, others would naturally help him fight.
Sun Baixi, who was already very clear about what he meant to Zhuang Shimiao, rested his head on the steering wheel and kept smiling, but his expression became more and more miserable.
So stupid! He was so stupid before! For Zhuang Shimiao's sigh, he actually did so many unreasonable things!
Sun Baixi pounded the steering wheel hard and accidentally honked the horn.
Zhuang Shimiao's anxious voice followed: "Why did Grandpa retire so suddenly? Is he sick?"
"He's not sick." Sun Baixi raised his head and said with a half-smile, "He invited a bunch of friends to go sea fishing. He's in good health."
"Then why would he hand over the company to Zhuang Li? Can Zhuang Li manage Hongtu well?" Zhuang Shimiao continued to ask.
"Zhuang Li is Zhuang Hong's grandson. Regardless of whether he has the ability or not, the Zhuang family's property will be his. What are you worried about? These have nothing to do with you. Okay, I have to go to work. We can talk again when we have time." Sun Baixi cut off the signal.
He knew that his words would make Zhuang Shimiao very uncomfortable.
A person who is good at disguising and suppressing his emotions will only keep his anger inside. But the more he does this, the more intense his anger will become.
Zhuang Shimiao couldn't hold back for long.
Upon learning that Zhuang Li has taken over Hongtu, Zhuang Shimiao will be back within a month in order to fight for the family property.
Sun Baixi guessed this, but he also hoped that his guess was wrong.
If Zhuang Shimiao really comes back, who is the person he has loved for ten years? Will that boy, as silent as snow, also melt into memory like snow?
Sun Baixi covered his face, sincerely hoping that his guess would not become a reality.
At the same time, Zhuang Shimiao was calling Huang Yaping, asking about the situation at home in a roundabout way.
Huang Yaping said without any defense, "Your grandfather might have Alzheimer's. He actually handed over the company to Manager Zhuang. You have no idea how messed up Zhuang Li is. He fell out with the Sun family just one day after taking office. He would rather pay the Sun family 2 billion to change the battery supplier. And your grandfather agreed! Oh my God, just talking about this gives me a headache!"
Zhuang Shimiao was very surprised that Sun Baixi didn't mention such a big thing on the phone just now.
But he didn't think much about it. He patiently comforted Huang Yaping and then began to prepare to return home.
He couldn't wait any longer.
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