President Daddy, let go of my mommy

Chapter 61

The spring breeze was blowing, and Mrs. Tang's silver threads fluttered in the wind.

"What? Mr. Zhan, do you not believe what the old man said?" Mrs. Tang asked back, squinting at Zhan Jingshen.

Zhan Jingshen had already guessed the answer, he got up, nodded and said: "No, you misunderstood, since she is not here, I am leaving, excuse me."

"Go slowly, don't send me off." Old Madam Tang said while lying down, and then fell asleep again.

When the sound of the car engine came from outside the door, the old lady Tang slowly opened her eyes and said softly, "Qiu Ju, call Aiguo and say that Zhan Jingshen came to the house."

Another answer came from inside the house: "Yes."

The sun was shining brightly on the glass windows of the Tang Corporation. Tang Aiguo immediately held a department manager meeting after receiving a call from home.

When Zhan Jingshen arrived at the Tang Corporation, there was a shrewd woman at the front desk: "Hi sir, do you have an appointment?"

"This is my business card, you can call your boss Tang directly." Zhan Jingshen handed over the business card, and tapped his fingers on the table at the front desk.

The front desk looked at the business card with a gold border, saw the name clearly, and immediately said enthusiastically: "Ah! So it's Mr. Zhan! Seeing is believing! How many women in Los Angeles dream of meeting you every day." Woolen cloth!"

Zhan Jingshen looked into the distance with some irritability, and still missed the front desk of SR Group.

Looking at Zhan Jingshen's indifferent face, the receptionist finally shut up and called Tang Aiguo.

Unexpectedly, after a while, the front desk came over awkwardly and said, "Mr. Zhan, I'm really sorry. Our Mr. Tang is in a meeting right now. You may have to wait for a while."

Zhan Jingshen's fingers paused, and then he said, "It's okay, I'll wait."

The front desk immediately smiled like a flower, and gave Zhan Jingshen a cup of coffee. He is handsome and popular everywhere he goes.

Half an hour later, Zhan Jingshen got up and walked to the front desk. Before Zhan Jingshen could speak, the front desk called consciously: "Hi, Assistant Chen, Mr. Zhan has been waiting here for a long time, can you help me?" When will President Tang adjourn the meeting?"

I don't know what was said on the other end of the phone, but the face at the front desk was as ugly as if I had eaten a turtle.

Putting down the phone, the front desk said very apologetically, "Mr. Zhan, I'm really sorry, Mr. Tang is still in a meeting."

"Has there been such a long meeting before?" Zhan Jingshen looked at the front desk and asked with a smile.

Seeing Zhan Jingshen's smiling face at the front desk, he immediately answered in a nympho: "No, there hasn't been such a long meeting recently."

"Okay, got it, goodbye." Zhan Jingshen picked up his sunglasses and went straight out.

Zhan Jingshen was thinking while driving: he will also tip off the news.

At night, the Zhanjia Villa is brightly lit.

When Zhan Mingxi heard the sound of Zhan Jingshen entering the house, he immediately ran over, threw himself into Zhan Jingshen's arms, and said coquettishly, "Dad! You're finally back!"

"Yeah, how are you today?" Zhan Jingshen asked as he untied his tie.

Zhan Mingxi handed a trophy to Zhan Jingshen, and said, "Dad, look, this is the trophy and certificate for the tenth grade of piano. The certificate is in the study room. You can go and see it later."

Although he won the award, he didn't seem to care much about these trophies and certificates. Zhan Jingshen looked at him and asked, "Do you want any rewards?"

Zhan Mingxi felt that Zhan Jingshen had finally reached the point. He took Zhan Jingshen's hand, raised his immature and bright face, and said briskly, "Dad, I miss my sister, I'm so bored."

Hearing his sister, Zhan Jingshen's heart skipped a beat. He put his hands on Zhan Mingxi's thin shoulders and said, "Son, do you want a mother?"

But Zhan Mingxi shook his head clearly, and said: "No, Dad, I don't want anyone else to be my mother. I only have one mother. Although I haven't met her, no one can replace her."

"Then why do you always like to think about your sister?" Zhan Jingshen wanted to ask this question a long time ago, because he also wanted to see Gu Sheng, but now, he knows that it is impossible for the two of them to meet so easily .

Zhan Mingxi tilted his head and thought for a while, and said: "I think, it may be because my sister can listen to me, and won't think my thoughts are ridiculous or naive. She regards me as a friend."

It is really shocking to say such words from a 5-year-old child, especially Zhan Jingshen. In the past, he only thought that Zhan Mingxi had a good IQ, but he still only regarded him as a child.

Now it seems that he was wrong. It turns out that the world of children is also very thoughtful.

"Is that good? Today, Dad will be your listener, okay?" Zhan Jingshen asked sincerely.

Zhan Mingxi's eyes lit up, he applauded excitedly, and asked, "Really? Is it okay? Dad, don't you have to work? That's great!"

Zhan Mingxi's cheers could be heard throughout the hall, and he was even happier than when he won the piano award.

The night was full of stars, Zhan Mingxi snuggled up beside Zhan Jingshen, pointed to the stars in the sky and asked: "Dad, sister said, the stars in the sky can hear what I say to my mother, and will pass it on to my mother, do you think it's true?" ?”

Zhan Jingshen thought for a while and said, "Yes, I think it's true."

"Yes, I also believe that my sister will not lie." Zhan Mingxi said firmly, and blinked at Zhan Jingshen with a pair of innocent eyes.

Hearing this, Zhan Jingshen was taken aback for a moment, yes, a child can trust her like this, why can't he?

"Father, do you miss your mother?" Zhan Mingxi said in a daze, a little sleepy.

Zhan Jingshen stroked his soft hair lightly, and said softly, "Maybe it was on his mind."

With a gentle breeze, Zhan Jingshen entered the house with Zhan Mingxi in his arms. He covered Zhan Mingxi with a quilt and closed the door.

Zhan Jingshen sat alone in the study, thinking about something.

Suddenly, the phone rang, and he saw that it was Xu Zheng, this guy, what's the matter so late?

"Hey, Mr. Zhan, please excuse me. I remember, did your family bring some medicated ointment brought back from Hong Kong?" Xu Zheng asked.

Zhan Jingshen thought it was the company's business, his nervous nerves relaxed, he leaned back on the seat, and asked in a relaxed tone: "Yeah, what's wrong?"

Xu Zheng on the other end of the phone said: "This...Huang Ying's leg was injured, and her knee was broken! I... didn't find that ointment in the pharmacy. I remember that you seem to have..."

Xu Zheng hesitated to speak, he didn't know if it was because of guilty conscience or what.

Zhan Jingshen put down the book in his hand, stood up, looked out the window, and said, "Come here and get it."

"This... I'm really sorry, Mr. Zhan, we're in the park, but I'm really worried that she's here alone, and I can't leave at all. You can see if you can arrange someone to send it over. Thank you! Thank you! I am here this year Free overtime on annual leave!" Xu Zheng promised.

(End of this chapter)