It was Shu Bi who answered Zhuang Li's call.
She interned in various departments for a period of time and finally chose the R&D department. She liked the atmosphere there and was very interested in scientific research.
"Okay, Master." ShuVi nodded obediently, then asked, "Master, are you feeling better now? Do you need me to come up and accompany you?"
Zhuang Li chuckled softly: "Do you think this will affect me?"
ShuVi also laughed: "Of course not! I told you that everything those people said in the group was fake. You wouldn't be heartbroken over such a small thing! You are the most powerful person in the world!"
"Shh, don't tell anyone that I'm Superman. It's better if only you know this secret." Zhuang Li raised his index finger and laughed softly.
"Okay!" ShuVi answered loudly, then laughed so hard that she fell over.
Master is so interesting!
"Don't tell others that you are Superman's daughter, otherwise bad guys will come and kidnap you." Zhuang Li continued to whisper.
"Eh?" ShuVi's eyes suddenly widened, and she stammered, "Master, what are you talking about?"
"Didn't you hear it? Just forget it if you didn't hear it." Zhuang Li smiled maliciously and hung up the phone.
"I heard it! You said I was your daughter!" ShuVi answered loudly into the microphone. When she heard the beep, she realized that she was being teased by her master.
She screamed and hollered for a while, grabbing her hair, looking both annoyed and happy.
The R&D personnel coming and going all smiled kindly at her quirky look.
Zhang Hu was found at this stall, holding a thick stack of information in his hand and accompanied by an assistant.
Shu Bi walked into the reception room, sized him up with curiosity, and then exclaimed, "Uncle, Wu Zirui is handsome, but you're a hundred times more handsome! If you were twenty years younger, I would have broken up with him long ago!"
Zhang Hu, who had been hanging around with women for many years, was actually delighted by a young girl.
He laughed for a while, then took out Field's information and explained his purpose.
Zhu Bi's eyes rolled and she suggested, "I can't make the decision on this matter. You should talk to my father."
"Hey, do you have a father? Aren't you an orphan?" Zhang Hu was surprised.
"Well, my father works on the top floor. His name is Zhuang Li. You can go find him." Zhu Bi pointed to the top of her head.
She was not sure whether what her master had just said was true or a joke, so she wanted to use Zhang Hu to test it out.
"Zhuang Li is your father?" Zhang Hu was stunned.
"Do you know him?" Zhu Bi's eyes lit up and she immediately rushed to Zhang Hu's side, rolling her eyes. "Then why don't you give him a call and ask him?"
Zhang Hu actually took out his phone and called Zhuang Li, asking, "Secretary Zhuang, is Zhu Bi your daughter?"
Zhuang Li immediately guessed what was going on and asked, "Are you in Yilan? With Shu Bi? What do you want with her?"
"Uh..." Zhang Hu's thoughts were immediately distracted. Just as he was about to explain his purpose, Shu Bi poked his shoulder and pleaded softly, "Uncle, please ask him for me. Ask him if I'm his daughter."
Zhang Hu finally guessed what was going on.
The little girl's eyes were large and round, filled with anxiety and longing. Tiny tears flickered in her pupils, yet she stubbornly refused to fall.
Being stared at by such a pair of tearful eyes and silently pleading, Zhang Hu's heart melted.
He liked this little girl inexplicably.
So he continued to ask, "Are you ShuVi's father?"
If you are not, then I will take the little girl home to raise her! Zhang Hu almost blurted out these words.
The fate between people is truly amazing. He didn't know why, but as soon as the idea of adopting the little girl came to him, he couldn't stop.
"Take a close look at her appearance. Do you think she is my daughter? Although I am not qualified to adopt her, in my heart, she is my daughter, and I will do my best to take care of her." Zhuang Li said firmly.
ShuBi put her ear to Zhang Hu's phone case and heard these words clearly.
"Dad!" she yelled into the phone.
Zhang Hu shrank his neck in fear.
Zhuang Li chuckled and agreed on the other end of the phone, "Hey, be good. Daddy will pick you up later. You have to finish your homework for today."
"Okay!" ShuVi was completely happy. She waved her hands and did a tap dance, with a big smile on her face.
She was wearing a small suit and a formal tie. Her hair was cut short and curled. She wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on her straight nose. She looked like a smaller version of Secretary Zhuang.
Anyone who sees her would think that she and Secretary Zhuang are father and daughter with a blood relationship, otherwise they would not be so similar in appearance and temperament.
Only then did Zhang Hu realize that he was just a tool.
But seeing the little girl's happy expression, he was also quite happy. Turning to face Zhuang Li, he showed a bit of dissatisfaction: "You should send such a young child to school! I have a place in Field University, and I want to give it to her."
"No need for that. I'm currently teaching her university courses, and she's almost finished and will soon enter graduate school. She's a giant tree, yet you're planting her in a rice paddy. Do you think that's appropriate? Do you understand the principle of teaching students in accordance with their aptitude? Not all children are suited to attending school systematically. Some children grow very quickly. If you follow your logic and send her to a regular school, you're not helping her; you're clipping the feathers from her wings, hindering her from flying."
When it comes to ShuVi's education, Zhuang Li's attitude immediately becomes tough.
Zhang Hu surrendered and said quickly, "Okay, okay, I get it. Can I just excuse my meddling?"
"No, you're not being nosy, you mean well. I'm very grateful for your concern for ShuVi." Zhuang Li softened his tone and said sincerely.
Upon hearing this, ShuVi, who was jumping up and down, immediately bowed. "Thank you, uncle! I will study hard no matter where I am. I will definitely become an extraordinary person in the future."
Looking at the lively, cute, sensible, well-behaved and very smart Zhu Bi, Zhang Hu was extremely envious.
How great it would be if this was his own daughter!
Zhang Hu finally gave up the idea of sending Zhu Bi to school. It would be ridiculous to send such a talented girl to junior high school.
After leaving Yilan's office building, Zhang Hu took out his phone and called his mother. He sighed deeply, "Mom, I met Shu Bi. You have no idea how adorable this little girl is! I love her so much! I felt a sense of closeness the moment I saw her. I don't know how else to describe this feeling."
He racked his brains for a while before finally finding the right metaphor: "Let me put it this way. Before I met Wu Zirui, I thought he was my son, and there must be a blood-thicker-than-water connection between us. I'd like him the moment I saw him. But that didn't happen. When I saw him, I felt so fucking annoyed. I couldn't like him at all. But when I met Shu Vi, I felt this connection. Can you imagine? I felt like she was our family!"
Gao Shengqing hummed and hawed perfunctorily, not taking his son's words seriously. He had always been a show-off since he was a child, always having strange ideas popping up in his mind.
Zhang Hu talked to himself for more than ten minutes before hanging up the phone with a feeling of being unsatisfied.
As he drove away, he looked back at the towering building. For some reason, he felt empty in his heart.
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Three days later, Feng Ming returned to the old house and, in the presence of all his brothers and sisters, recorded a video stating that he was giving up his inheritance rights.
In order to prevent him from changing his mind, this group of people did everything they could.
After that, everyone went down to the living room one after another to attend the small family dinner hosted by Feng's father.
Tonight, all members of the Feng family gathered together, including Feng's father's two wives and several mistresses.
Seeing Feng Ming slowly walking down the stairs, everyone's eyes turned to him.
Some people showed contempt, some laughed with glee, and some walked forward with feigned sympathy and offered hypocritical comfort.
Liao Meilan looked at her son with hatred. Her dark face was covered with a thick layer of foundation, making her look a little gray and even a little scary.
No one dared to approach her except for Feng's father's mistresses.
They stood beside Liao Meilan, shaking their wine glasses and deliberately raising their voices. "Feng Ming, I heard that Yilan's senior executives have resigned en masse? What are you going to do now? Can the company still operate normally? Those investors didn't follow suit, did they?"
After the executives resigned en masse, several investors actually fled. This all made the financial news, and everyone present was well aware of it.
The reason they said it was simply to embarrass Feng Ming.
Liao Meilan was so angry that she was shaking all over.
She really wanted to grab her son's ears and ask him loudly, "Is this the result you want? You don't want to be a good person, but you want to become a puddle of mud and be stepped on by others? Is it worth it for a man?"
However, Feng Ming didn't care about these rumors at all.
He just kept checking his watch, and when he realized it was almost time, he turned on the TV and said cheerfully, "Excuse me, everyone, I'll watch TV for a while. Tonight at 8:30, Yilan's new product launch will be held at Norton Square."
"Oh, Yilan finally has a new product. Is it vanishing cream?" One of the cousins taunted, causing all the women present to burst into laughter.
Things like vanishing cream, which are hundreds of years out of date, are only used by dead people.
Liao Meilan felt she couldn't stay here any longer. Her son was such a loser, and she was humiliated.
What kind of good products could a lousy company like Yilan develop? They're nothing more than some foundation or lipstick with unknown ingredients, selling for only 20 or 30 yuan, and people still think it's too expensive.
In the cosmetics market, there is no room for domestic products to survive! Domestic products are synonymous with low-end and cheap!
My son will never earn as much profit in Yilan as Feng’s Group does in one year even if he works there for his entire life!
The more Liao Meilan thought about it, the angrier she got. She rushed over and yelled, "We're having a nice family dinner, why are you watching TV? Are you crazy? Stop watching this! Turn off the TV!"
She can't afford to lose this person!
Feng Ming grabbed his mother's wrist, his face full of patience.
Father Feng said slowly, "Let's see. I want to know what your precious Secretary Zhuang can come up with."
Hearing Father Feng use the word "baby" to mock Feng Ming, everyone burst into laughter. Who doesn't know about Feng Ming's affair with his secretary, Zhuang? Giving up a multi-billion-dollar fortune for a man—I've never seen anything so foolish.
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