When Wang Peng arrived at Li Mengjiao's office, he learned that she was still in a meeting, so he sat down in the office to rest.
He thought of Li Guifen and shook his head slightly, knowing that Li Guifen had been having a hard time lately.
When he was bored, Wang Peng received a call from Wang Song: "Dad, are you home?"
"At home," Wang Song said. "Xiao Peng, you've probably been very busy lately. Have you heard about Li Guifen's situation?"
Wang Peng was taken aback for a moment, then asked, "How...how has she been lately?"
Wang Song shook his head: "Wang Cheng sent her to a nursing home. I went to see her yesterday, and she was crying uncontrollably, begging me to take her out of the nursing home."
Upon hearing this, Wang Peng clenched his fists. He never imagined that Wang Cheng could be so vicious.
He is a wealthy man with a net worth of over a million and several houses under his name, yet he has the heart to send his own mother to a nursing home to suffer.
“Wang Cheng…” Wang Song sighed, “I was so blind. If I had known he was this kind of person, I should have strangled him when he was a child.”
"Father, don't say hurtful things, and don't go to see Li Guifen. Leave it to me," Wang Peng said.
"Are you worried about your Aunt Hu? It's alright, she went with me yesterday," Wang Song said softly.
"Dad, listen to me, don't associate with her anymore, don't let her affect your family," Wang Peng emphasized again.
It's definitely not a good thing that her husband frequently meets with his ex-wife, and Wang Peng doesn't want this to affect his father's and stepmother's relationship.
Wang Song sighed again and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Peng, don't pity her. There's always a reason why someone is pitiful."
Wang Peng shook his head: "Dad, leave this to me. Don't get involved anymore."
“Okay. You can visit her when you have time, but don’t let her affect your life,” Wang Song said.
"I know what to do. I'm hanging up." Wang Peng hung up the phone and sat behind Li Mengjiao's desk, considering how to deal with Li Guifen.
Li Guifen's current suffering is all due to her own actions.
If she hadn't trusted Wang Cheng so easily and hadn't been swindled out of her 200,000 yuan savings, she wouldn't have ended up homeless.
Just then, the door opened, and Li Mengjiao, heavily pregnant, entered: "Honey? When did you arrive?"
"I just arrived." Wang Peng quickly helped her sit down and poured her a glass of warm water.
While she was drinking water, Wang Peng massaged her shoulders: "Just finished a meeting? Have you been very busy lately?"
Li Mengjiao nodded: "Investing in factory construction, vending machines, finance and sales... there are too many things to do."
Wang Peng said softly, "If Wang Xia isn't capable enough, you can find another CEO."
Li Mengjiao said with a smile, "Wang Xia's work ability is barely acceptable, but she is a bit young. With three to five more years of training, she will be able to work independently."
“Okay, let’s go home. I’ll make you dinner,” Wang Peng said.
Li Mengjiao quickly packed her things, took Wang Peng's hand, and went downstairs. Back in the Wenxin Garden residential complex, Wang Peng helped her upstairs again.
After helping her to bed to rest, Wang Peng went to the kitchen to cook two home-style dishes. After having dinner with Li Mengjiao, he hurriedly went to Xinglan Hotel.
The hotel's main hall was brightly lit and decorated, and bigwigs from both the political and business circles gathered there, while musicians played the violin.
As soon as Wang Peng entered the venue, Baker came over and gave him a warm hug: "Brother, it's funny to see you."
"Brother, it's a pleasure to meet you." Wang Peng took the wine glass from the waiter and gently clinked glasses with him.
"Oh? Why didn't Boss Li Mengjiao come?" Baker asked with a smile.
At this moment, Hu Yong came over with a wine glass: "Xiao Peng, why didn't Comrade Meng Jiao come?"
"I'm sorry, her fetal movements have been too frequent lately, so I don't dare let her come. I'm afraid it will disturb the baby," Wang Peng said first in Chinese, then translated into English.
"May God bless her, she's a good person." Old Baker immediately and devoutly made the sign of the cross on his chest.
Hu Yong was initially upset, but after hearing Wang Peng's explanation, he felt relieved.
He said gently, "I know a few traditional Chinese medicine doctors. I'll call them later and ask them to prescribe some medicine to help prevent miscarriage."
"Okay! Thank you for your concern, Director." Wang Peng pretended to be very happy, but in his heart, he would not let Li Mengjiao drink the medicine indiscriminately.
Hu Yong patted Wang Peng on the shoulder, turned around, and walked onto the stage. He loudly announced that the party was officially starting.
The melodious strains of a violin filled the air, and waiters kept bringing out drinks and desserts. To curry favor with Baker, the banquet was a classic Western affair.
Wang Peng ate two pieces of pastry and drank a sip of red wine before being led by Hu Yong to Chen Mancheng.
"Secretary Chen, hello." Wang Peng bowed to him with a humble posture.
"Good! Indeed, heroes emerge from among the young." Chen Mancheng looked Wang Peng up and down, a hint of admiration flashing in his eyes.
Hu Yong smiled and said, "Secretary Chen, Xiao Peng, you two chat first, I'll go and attend to the other guests."
As he spoke, he subtly winked at Wang Peng, then walked into the crowd with his wine glass in hand.
Chen Mancheng watched his retreating figure and chuckled softly, "Old Hu has achieved great success recently, it's truly enviable."
Wang Peng chuckled twice but didn't reply.
Chen Mancheng turned to look at Wang Peng, his face gentle: "Xiao Peng, we haven't had a chat since your No. 5 store opened in Huihuang District, have we?"
"This was my oversight," Wang Peng said with a smile. "My private room is right next door, and it's quieter there."
"Let's go, let's go have a talk." Chen Mancheng was very satisfied with Wang Peng's ability to read his expression.
Wang Peng led him to the private room, closed the door, and sat him down respectfully.
"Xiao Peng, come sit next to me." Chen Mancheng smiled slightly. "I'm about to retire, so don't be so cautious."
"Thank you, leader." Wang Peng sat down next to him, ready to listen to his teachings.
Chen Mancheng said, "Xiao Peng, you may not know this, but the cotton and linen factory warehouse is an old problem. The old employees of the cotton and linen factory are too united. As long as the district dares to make a move there, they will dare to gather a crowd and cause trouble. Xiao Peng, do you understand what I mean?"
Wang Peng nodded without saying anything.
Chen Mancheng added, "I'll be retiring in two months. I want to give myself a perfect ending and don't want to cause any trouble before retirement."
“I understand!” Wang Peng understood what he meant; he opposed the development of the cotton and linen factory warehouse.
"I'm glad you understand how I feel," Chen Mancheng smiled slightly and picked up the wine glass on the table.
"Secretary Chen, have you made any plans for your life after retirement?" Wang Peng asked.
As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mancheng's eyes lit up, and he stared at Wang Peng with a half-smile: "President Wang, what do you mean?"
Wang Peng smiled and said, "To be honest, Wang Xia, the vice president of James Bond, is my younger sister. She is capable, but she is too young and not steady enough. So I told Meng Jiao to hire another vice president with more work experience to assist my sister Wang Xia."
"Oh?" Chen Mancheng smiled slightly, immediately becoming interested.
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