I'm wrong, Mr.President

Although Zhuo Yixuan thought so, he didn't speak out. How could a proud man like him admit that the spicy hot they bought was delicious.

Xu Weiwei saw that he didn't speak after eating chuanchuaner, so she asked him, "Hey, what do you think? Spicy hot, which is a popular thing, is very delicious, isn't it?"

Zhuo Yixuan covered up his feelings and pretended to be disgusted and said, "this thing is hot and oily. It's full of gutter oil. You know, it's terrible."

When Xu Weiwei heard this, she thought Zhuo Yixuan really felt that the spicy hot was terrible. In order to deliberately torture him, she continued to take out a string of spicy hot for him to eat.

"General manager Zhuo, but we can't eat so much. Don't waste food. Let's eat together." with that, Xu Weiwei stood up, carried a hot pot and walked slowly to Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan saw Xu Weiwei who deliberately wanted to torture herself. She didn't find that he didn't hate eating this spicy hot. She naively thought that she could successfully annoy him, so she laughed out of the forbidden area.

I don't know whether Xu Weiwei is funny or cute.

Xu Weiwei sat on the chair in front of him and took out a string of spicy hot ones. She rubbed against the bowl while taking them. She said naughtily to Zhuo Yixuan, "Oh, I'll help you scrape off the oil on the string. It's very healthy! You eat."

Zhuo Yixuan still said, "Hey, why are you so upset? Don't you eat or not."

Although he refused, his body was still very honest. Xu Weiwei handed him a string, and he "reluctantly" ate it.

At this time, Xu Borong joked, "Hey, hey, you smelly boy. My sister is so big and hasn't fed me anything yet. You enjoyed this welfare first! Ha ha!"

After hearing this, Xu Weiwei blushed as if she had eaten pepper. She immediately replied, "brother! I didn't feed him, okay! Here, you can eat it yourself!" after that, Xu Weiwei threw the string back into the Malatang and pushed the bowl towards Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan looked at such a flustered Xu Weiwei and couldn't help but feel funny again.

After the molecules in the air solidify instantaneously, they move rapidly and collide with each other to produce sparks.

Looking at Zhuo Yixuan with a smile on his face, Xu hirong was thoughtful at the moment.

He took a sip of beer, squinted at Zhuo Yixuan and thought, "living in such a rich family, although we have no worries about food and clothing, we can't even have basic happiness from time to time. Although we are not rich, life is full of fun. Smile is the longest thing to accompany me and Weiwei. That's enough."

After eating, Xu Weiwei stood up and cleaned up the battlefield, ready to work at any time.

Everyone sat down to discuss the focus of the project.

Xu Borong unfolded the plan and went straight to the theme: "since general manager Zhuo has eaten spicy hot, I won't sell off."

Everyone was quiet and listened. Xu Borong picked up his pen, directly circled the most important points, and then began his speech.

Xu Borong's thinking was clear, his judgment was reasonable and plausible, and everyone was stunned.

Xu Weiwei and Zhuo Yixuan didn't express their opinions. Obviously, they acquiesced in his views.

Zhuo Yixuan listened to his analysis and was thinking. After a period of silent calculation, he thought: unexpectedly, this boy has two brushes. This is indeed a crucial point. If this is solved, other problems should be solved. If this boy is not Xu Weiwei's brother, maybe we can become a good partner.

After refining and explaining the key contents, Xu Borong put his hands on the table and said to them, "I've said so much. What's your opinion?"

Xu Weiwei looked at Xu Borong with adoration on her face, clapped her hands and shouted, "brother is so powerful!"

Zhuo Yixuan was just about to comment when his mobile phone rang. He looked down and frowned.

"Hello. HMM. I see." Zhuo Yixuan said coldly on the phone without expression.

"The plan is very good and the key points are in place. I have something to do. I'll go first and talk about it next time." Zhuo Yixuan threw down a sentence and picked up his bag and left.

Zhuo Yixuan spoke succinctly and to the point. He didn't want to say more nonsense. Although it sounded cold, he was very comfortable.

Xu Borong heard that Zhuo Yixuan, who had always been arrogant, was praising him in disguise. He was a little proud and didn't hate him so much.

After Zhuo Yixuan left, Xu Weiwei sorted out what Xu Borong said just now and made a brief note.

After a while, Wei Xin looked at his watch and said, "you've all drunk. I don't drink much. I'll drive you back."

Xu Weiwei and Xu Borong expressed their thanks and had a pleasant chat with Wei Xin all the way.

Zhuo Yixuan put his hand in the pocket of his suit pants, walked quickly to the garage, picked up a Mercedes trot and drove back.

The car stopped outside Zhuo Yixuan's luxury villa. He got out of the car. The housekeeper came out and helped him park the car.

Zhuo Yixuan strode through a small garden in front of his house. The night is deep, and it is quiet around. The waterfalls falling on the rockery make this quiet night colder.

The villa was brightly lit. Zhuo Yixuan pushed open the door and saw his father sitting at the huge reception table. There was an open bottle of imported red wine on the table. Zhuo Fu shook the red wine glass back and forth in his right hand, and the fingers of his left hand constantly knocked on the marble table.

Although Zhuo Fu is a little old and has a little white hair on his head, his face is still energetic. It can be seen that when he was young, he must be a man who can capture the hearts of thousands of girls like Zhuo Yixuan.

Zhuo Yixuan didn't call his father, but sat opposite Zhuo's father without saying a word. Because the table is very long, they sit face to face and can't see each other's faces clearly.

Zhuo Wenxuan came straight to the point and asked coldly, "what's the matter with calling me back in such a hurry?"

Father and son did not have a greeting or a warm title.

Zhuo Fu also went directly to the topic and replied, "did you take over the project?"

"Well, you are really well informed." Zhuo Yixuan answered Zhuo Fu with a little sarcasm. In every act and every move, his father knew all about his own.

"Oh, belittle yourself." Zhuo Fu smiled contemptuously and left this cold idiom. Then raise the wine glass in your right hand and drink the red wine in the glass in one gulp.

Is the picture in front of you really a father and son chatting? Why do two people feel like enemies fighting each other.