Chapter 89 Helping My Wife Slap Her Face
Didn't he say that he didn't approve of this marriage at all?
Didn’t he say that if Uncle Gong hadn’t cried and begged him, he would never marry the woman in front of him even if he died?
Why would he suddenly make a video call to all the top executives in the company at this time?
...Then it must be a coincidence, right?!
Since he became paralyzed, he seemed to have never managed the company's affairs again. Now the company's affairs are managed by her great uncle.
After Zhan Yihe calmed down, he said to Jing Qian, "I'm sorry, I have a meeting suddenly. So, you wait here for a while, and don't appear in the camera of the TV conference. I will solve your problem for you after the meeting."
After saying that, he answered the phone.
The moment the call was connected, Zhan Yihe's laptop interface was connected.
However, she had clearly turned off the projection screen, but it was turned on the moment she answered the call.
Zhan Yihe was so frightened that he quickly reached out to turn off the screen projection.
"Don't close it."
Zhan Lichuan's voice suddenly came from the other end of the video, causing Zhan Yihe to freeze.
The voice came out before the person appeared. It was obvious that she was being monitored.
Zhan Yihe’s face turned slightly pale.
At this moment, the projection screen has lit up. This is the Zhan family's study.
In the antique study, there is an electric chair that looks very modern.
Soon, the chair turned flexibly, and a man with deep features and handsome appearance, but wearing several electromagnetic buttons on his scalp, appeared on the screen.
"CEO!"
"Hello, CEO!"
"CEO, are you feeling better?"
…
Greetings came one after another.
Soon, many split screens appeared on the projection screen, and every senior executive of Zhongbo appeared on these split screens.
Zhan Yihe discovered that Zhan Lichuan suddenly showed up three months later, and the first meeting he presided over was not a group meeting of the headquarters, but a high-level meeting of Zhongbo Pictures, a subsidiary of the headquarters group.
"Third brother, why are you up? Is there something important to announce?"
Zhan Yuheng, who was in the middle of a video conference, had to stop the meeting and attend the meeting held by Zhan Lichuan.
After all, before the other party officially stepped down as CEO of Opp Group, he was just the vice chairman of a branch company.
This is the gap between him and Zhan Lichuan.
They are clearly brothers, but due to their grandfather’s favoritism, they are treated a galaxy apart.
Zhan Yuheng called him "third brother", but Zhan Lichuan did not give face to Zhan Yuheng, a "family member", and asked, "Vice President Heng, do you know the TV series "Mirror World" that is on TV?"
When Zhan Yihe heard Zhan Lichuan's question, his expression changed instantly.
"Yes, CEO. Mirror World is the company's key project for the first half of the year. The female lead is Jing Qian, a new actress in our company. Is there any problem?"
Jing Qian was originally planning to wait here for Zhan Yihe to solve her problem. If she didn't solve it, she could stay and have dinner with her today.
As a result, he suddenly heard Zhan Lichuan's voice and "Mirror World", and Jing Qian's eyes unconsciously looked at the projection screen.
The Zhan Lichuan at this moment is even more imposing than the Zhan Lichuan she saw many years ago when he took over as the executive chairman of Opp Group.
Even though he was just sitting like this, his aura reached three meters.
His calmness, his awe-inspiring power, and his calm and relaxed manner enabled him to instantly kill everyone present even when he was sitting in a wheelchair.
My grandma passed away. The funeral was held at 4am, and I had to leave early this morning. When I was a child, my mom and her family didn't have a house yet, so I lived with my grandma. We moved out when I was 16 and my mom and her family had their own house. So I was raised by my grandma. Although she is actually my grandmother, I have always called her grandma.
My grandma doted on me. At that time, I lived in her house. My mom and her family would go to the bedroom downstairs to sleep at a certain time. I would quietly turn on the TV to watch the night show up upstairs. My grandpa threatened to sue me, but my grandma said that my mom was controlling me so much every day, so what was wrong with watching TV?
Later, when I grew up and got pregnant, my grandma would come to my house every day to play mahjong with me. When I gave birth to a baby, my grandma would often come to play. But... she was 91 years old, and in the later stages of her life, she couldn't eat at all and starved to death, so I didn't persuade her to stay. All is well in heaven. A good old friend, rest in peace!
(End of this chapter)
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