my beautiful chairman

Chapter 397 You, What Did You Call Me?

"Forget it, old man, I want to see Wuxia, so I won't eat here." Zhao Mingjie shook his head, Yu Wuxia actually made such a sacrifice for himself, Zhao Mingjie only had one thought at the moment, and that was to hurry to Yu Wuxia's Be around, and express your thoughts well.

"That's fine, when you see Wuxia, you must tell him that I know I made a mistake, and if she has time, she must come back and take a look." Yushi sighed.

After taking a taxi, Zhao Mingjie called Liu Zili again in the car, and after asking about the location of the Zhao residence, he hurried over. When the car stopped, Zhao Mingjie saw that Liu Zili was already standing on the side of the road waiting for him. to myself.

Looking at the majestic building not far away, Zhao Mingjie took a deep breath. He knew that the building in front of him represented the highest power in China, and the people living in it were all extremely influential. character, and his own father, also lives in it.

"Mingjie, you are here. The chief is very happy to know that you are coming, and told me to wait for you here and take you in." Liu Zili waited until Zhao Mingjie came to him, and before Zhao Mingjie could speak, he took the initiative to explain I wondered why I was on the side of the road.

Under Liu Zili's leadership, Zhao Mingjie passed through several checkpoints before arriving in front of an inconspicuous little red building. Looking at this unfamiliar little red building, Zhao Mingjie suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart , the man in front of me gave up on himself because of pressure 20 years ago, but in the past 20 years, he has been thinking about himself all the time. After 20 years, he will see him again. When the time comes, he will be called As for his father, we still call him Mr. Zhao.

"Now you understand why I waited for you by the side of the road. Let me tell you, this is the place where the country's leaders live. Even if you have the notebook of MI[-], you may not be able to get in."

The reason why Liu Zili said this was not to show off in front of Zhao Mingjie, but because he felt Zhao Mingjie's mood and wanted to divert Zhao Mingjie's attention.

Zhao Mingjie naturally understood Liu Zili's meaning, as he walked in, he said, "Old Dean, you don't have to worry about anything, I know what I should do."

"Okay, then you go in, I happen to have some things to deal with." Liu Zili knew that the father and son met for the first time formally, and there might be endless topics to talk about, and it was really not suitable for him to stay there, so he made up a After making an excuse, he hurriedly left the small red building.

Pushing open the somewhat heavy red wooden door, Zhao Mingjie took a deep breath and walked in. Before he had time to see the layout of the room clearly, a figure fell into his arms, and then, a very crisp The voice sounded: "Mingjie, you are finally here"

Since Yu Wuxia saw Zhao Mingjie in the video last night and knew that Zhao Mingjie had come to Huadu, her mood had never been calm. She wanted to find Zhao Mingjie, but she thought that she was left behind by Zhao Ming. Is it appropriate to do it, so I suppressed that impulse.

Until Liu Zili reported to Zhao Ming that Zhao Mingjie was coming home, Yu Wuxia couldn't sit still anymore, every minute felt so long, like a needle was stuck in her buttocks, fidgeting, It made Zhao Ming laugh at her several times.

After hearing the sound of the door, Yu Wuxia saw the face that made her think about it day and night, and couldn't care less about Zhao Ming still sitting on the sofa. Holding that warm embrace and listening to Zhao Mingjie's powerful heartbeat, Yu Wuxia suddenly felt that her efforts for so many days had finally paid off.

Zhao Mingjie hugged Yu Wuxia tightly, using so much force, as if he wanted to rub Yu Wuxia into his body, expressing his longing for Yu Wuxia.

"Cough..." Zhao Ming saw the two hugging each other as if no one else was around, and even left himself aside. He felt a little uncomfortable, and finally couldn't help coughing, and turned the two people's attention to himself.

"Zhao..." Zhao Mingjie gently pushed Yu Wuxia away, and turned to look at Zhao Ming. The man in front of him had a vague resemblance to himself. More importantly, after seeing Zhao Ming, Zhao Mingjie suddenly burst into tears. There was a feeling of being connected by blood, which was a kind of true love that came from the heart and couldn't help it.

Zhao Mingjie didn't want to call Zhao Ming's father for the time being, so he wanted to call him Mr. Zhao, but he only called out the word "Zhao". He took two steps forward: "Dad, I'm here to see you"

"You, you called me, what did you call me?" Zhao Minghuo stood up suddenly and achieved his position. It is no exaggeration to say that even if Mount Tai jumped in front of him, he would not change his face, but Zhao Mingjie's Zhao Ming was suddenly moved by the sound of "father", and a somewhat excited expression appeared on his face.

"I call you daddy, and you are my daddy. This is a fact that no one can change. If you like, I will call you daddy in the future." Zhao Mingjie took Zhao Ming's hand, and the movement was so natural. Standing was no longer a powerful figure in China and the world, but his father, an old man who had been tormented by family affection for nearly 20 years.

"Okay, okay, great, great, great" Zhao Ming nodded, and every time he said something that was great, he waved his hand vigorously, as if this was the only way to show his excitement at the moment .

"Mingjie, you are finally willing to call me Dad. I am very happy, really happy. Let me take a good look at you, take a good look at you." Zhao Ming took Zhao Mingjie's hand and sat down on the sofa. He looked at Zhao Mingjie lovingly.

Although Zhao Ming hardly slept after watching that video yesterday, he just looked at the camera of Zhao Mingjie repeatedly, but when the real person was right in front of him, Zhao Ming still had a thought that he couldn't get enough of it.

"Dad, don't look at me like this anymore. If you look at me again, I'll feel embarrassed." Zhao Mingjie could feel Zhao Ming's mood at the moment, but he felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit heavy, so he couldn't help but joked about Zhao Ming .

"You stinky boy, Dad sees why you are embarrassed. You know, I haven't seen you for 20 years. It depends on how old you are. No matter how embarrassed you are, I have to watch it. For the rest of my life, because you are my son." Zhao Ming held Zhao Mingjie's hand tightly, unwilling to let go for a long time, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Zhao Mingjie would fly away from him.

"Dad" Zhao Mingjie felt as if something was stuck in his throat at this moment. Only then did he realize how happy it is to have a family and a father who loves him.

"Father is sorry for you. I have suffered for you in the past 20 years. It is my father's fault, but my father promises that this time, I must make up for you. Do you know that Liu Zili said that you are coming, so I will ask Sister Zheng to give it to you right away." You cook delicious food, let me tell you, the braised fish and clear water chicken cooked by Aunt Zheng are delicious, I promise you will want to eat it again after eating it once."

At this moment, Zhao Ming was like an old child, making grimaces while talking about food, as if in his heart, he wanted his son to eat a good meal in front of him, and he could see his son gobbling it up , more than anything else.

"Dad, hearing what you said, my mouth is watering. I don't know if there is any wine at home. If there is no wine for such delicious food, I'm afraid it would be a fly in the ointment." Zhao Mingjie also gradually relaxed himself.

"Yes, why is there no wine, but let me tell you, at your age, it's not good to drink too much alcohol, you must be in moderation, but today I am happy, I will let you drink enough, well, drink less Well, drinking too much, I'm afraid it's not good for having children in the future." Zhao Ming muttered to himself, not realizing that he was somewhat incoherent and didn't have the eloquence that a national leader should have.

"By the way, I, I want to tell your mother that her son is back and his son has grown up. Look at my memory. If your mother knows you are here, she will be very happy." Zhao Ming thought of something Yes, he suddenly took out a plastic photo from his pocket.

"Mom, I'm back." Looking at the pretty woman in the black and white photo, Zhao Mingjie's eyes turned red. This was the first time he saw a photo of his mother, so he couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Okay, Uncle Zhao, it's a happy thing for Mingjie to come back. Look at what you and Mingjie have become. If Auntie is alive in heaven, she will definitely not want to see you like this." Zhao Ming's eye circles were also red, and Yu Wuxia couldn't help standing up.

"Yes, today, today is a happy event, a happy event, we can't shed tears, we can't shed tears." Zhao Ming nodded, but the tears couldn't stop flowing down.

"Dad, let's not talk about this anymore. Thank you for Wuxia." Zhao Mingjie looked at Zhao Ming seriously. He knew that if Zhao Ming hadn't stepped forward, Yu Wuxia's matter could not be solved so easily, so thank you , but from the heart.

"What did you say?" Zhao Ming's expression suddenly changed, he stood up abruptly, and walked back and forth in the living room. An invisible coercion emanated from him, which even made Zhao Mingjie feel a little pressure. .

"Mingjie, you are my son. Father does something for his son. Do you still want to say thank you? Is our family relationship so indifferent?" Zhao Ming was obviously very angry, his voice shook so that the chandelier on the top of the living room seemed to be shaking It shook slightly.

"Dad, that's not what I meant. I'm thanking you on behalf of Wuxia. I'm your son, so why would I say thank you to you? Dad, if you don't like to hear it, forget it. I won't say it anymore, okay?" Zhao Mingjie saw Zhao Ming was angry from the bottom of his heart, and the only estrangement in his heart disappeared, and he comforted Zhao Ming softly like a person who had served Zhao Ming for many years.

(End of this chapter)