Transmigrated into a wealthy family's stepmother, I raised the villain into a sweet child.

After eating and drinking to our hearts' content, we went out.

Although we were going in different directions, we still went out in the same car.

Uncle Li still took Zhou Linxu to the company first, and Zhou Linxu stood there watching them leave.

It wasn't until the car disappeared that Zhou Linxu came to his senses, and even his steps became much lighter.

However, upon arriving at the company, the receptionist hurriedly greeted him, saying, "Mr. Zhou, your father and the others have arrived."

His good mood vanished instantly, and he nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."

The receptionist couldn't help but glance at Zhou Linxu a few more times. Their boss always seemed calm and collected, as if nothing could faze him.

I don't know what can trigger emotions in someone like that.

Zhou Linxu went up to the sixteenth floor, where his office was located.

As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I found Goldman Sachs already waiting in the elevator lobby.

Seeing Zhou Linxu arrive, he quickly went to his side: "President Zhou, Mr. Zhou, he..."

"I know," Zhou Linxu asked. "Where is he?"

"Not only your father, but also your uncles and aunts have come to your office," Goldman Sachs reported as he walked in.

The whole family had a team-building activity in his office.

Goldman Sachs said, "After learning they were coming, I had Sister Li remove the important documents from your office."

When it comes to other members of the Zhou family, there's always a lot of gossip to circulate in the company.

Compared to Zhou Linxu, everyone else can be described with one word: "madness".

Since Mr. Zhou fell critically ill, the Zhou Group has suffered a severe blow, but this blow was not caused by external factors, but by the Zhou family.

Everyone wants to fight for power, and they fight to the death, wishing they could bite each other to death the moment they meet.

Such a power struggle that disregards the interests of the group and the employees is naturally unacceptable, and during that period, news circulated that the Zhou Group was going to go bankrupt and be liquidated.

But Zhou Linxu arrived even faster than the purge. As soon as he entered the company, he seized control with absolute shareholding. His second step was to use forceful means to drive out other people with the surname Zhou from the company and firmly establish himself as the top leader.

What's frightening is that after doing so much, he'll be less than thirty years old when he returns.

But those who were kicked out were naturally unwilling to accept it, and would occasionally try to trip up Zhou Linxu.

Zhou Linxu didn't care about their methods at all, but while he didn't care, he was also disgusted by them.

Zhou Linxu pushed open the door to his office, and Goldman Sachs followed him in and closed the door. He stood guard outside, leaving them alone.

He looked around his office. This time, the three men were behaving themselves, sitting obediently on the sofa drinking tea.

Upon seeing Zhou Linxu enter, Uncle Zhou said with a kind expression, "Linxu is here. Come and have some tea. This is tea that I personally picked from the tea garden; it's very fragrant."

Zhou Linxu merely glanced at him coldly: "No."

Uncle Zhou kept smiling and said, "You young man, you should drink less coffee and more tea for better health."

Uncle Zhou chimed in, "Yes, drinking coffee is bad for your health. You're the head of our Zhou Group now. What are we going to do if you get sick?"

Zhou Linxu sat on the single sofa, his gaze sweeping over his uncle, his younger uncle, and his father. His expression didn't change much. He simply said, "Just say what you need to say. My time is precious."

"Look at you, us elders..."

"If there's nothing important, you can leave now," Zhou Linxu said calmly. "I'm not sitting here to listen to your nonsense."

Having been humiliated by their nephew, both Uncle Zhou and his younger brother looked rather displeased.

They picked up their teacups and began to drink their tea without making a sound.

Everyone fell silent before Zhou Jiansheng slowly spoke: "It's my birthday this Saturday. You take Zanzan home. Oh, and that girl from the Jin family too. I've already sent an invitation to the Jin family. We'll have a family reunion dinner together then."

A family reunion dinner?

Zhou Linxu's gaze toward Zhou Jiansheng seemed to hold a hint of coldness.

Zhou Jiansheng felt a little awkward. He coughed lightly and softened his tone: "I haven't seen Zanzan for a long time either. I bought him a lot of toys. When he comes back, I'll let him play at my place for a few more days."

Zhou Linxu simply crossed his legs and replied indifferently, "He's busy."

"What can a three-year-old do?" Zhou Jiansheng's voice unconsciously rose a little. "I'm his grandfather, after all. Now I don't even have the right to spend time with my own grandson? Besides, Zanzan isn't your son..."

Before he could finish the last word, he met Zhou Linxu's icy gaze, and the atmosphere in the office instantly froze.

Uncle Zhou and his younger brother also unconsciously put down their teacups, their expressions unchanged, but they were clearly somewhat uneasy.

Zhou Linxu simply asked, "Why did you stop talking? What is Zan Zan to me?"

Zhou Jiansheng's arrogance diminished slightly: "It's nothing, I just miss him. You have to let me see him... I've only seen him once since I came back."

"You will meet again," Zhou Linxu said. "You will be able to meet one more time."

Zhou Jiansheng instinctively felt that he wouldn't say anything nice, but there was no way to shut him up.

"I'll let him attend your funeral." Zhou Linxu's tone was as casual as if he were saying how nice the weather was today: "Don't come to the company to see me unless it's something else. I don't want to say it a third time."

Zhou Jiansheng was not as calm as Zhou Linxu. Almost as soon as he heard Zhou Linxu say those treasonous words, he was ready to explode, but was held down by the two people next to him.

The Zhou family is now under Zhou Linxu's control. Originally, he only wanted to take advantage of Zhou Jiansheng's birthday to ease the tension between everyone.

Who knew I'd angered them again?

"Oh dear, how can a father and son talk like that?" Uncle Zhou tried to smooth things over. "Linxu, your dad misses Zanzan too, and Zanzan might miss his grandpa too. Why don't you go home and ask Zanzan first? If he's willing to meet, bring him back for a meal."

"Yes, Linxu, your uncle is right," said Uncle Zhou. "He's still a child of the Zhou family, after all."

Zhou Linxu simply lowered his eyes, sent a message, and a moment later, the office door was pushed open.

Goldman Sachs stood at the door: "Three directors, please."

The three men couldn't keep their composure any longer after being driven away so ruthlessly, but they couldn't show it. In the end, they had no choice but to get up and leave with their faces ashen.

After seeing Zhou Jiansheng and the other two off, Gao Sheng returned to Zhou Linxu's office.

Zhou Linxu was processing emails when Goldman Sachs spoke up, "They've already left."

Zhou Linxu hummed in agreement and said, "Tell the front desk that they shouldn't be allowed in on days that aren't regular meetings."

"Which members of the Zhou family wouldn't be furious?" Goldman Sachs thought to himself, but his expression remained calm. "Yes, Mr. Zhou, I'll take care of it right away."

After Goldman Sachs left, Zhou Linxu processed a few emails. He felt a bit stuffy in the office, so he turned slightly to the side and opened a drawer containing a cigarette case and a lighter.

Just as I was about to reach for it, my phone rang.

Zhou Linxu paused for a moment, then picked up his phone, opened it, and tapped on WeChat.

Jinxi sent me a photo. In the photo, a beautiful little parrot is perched on Zanzan's small shoulder.

[Jinxi: Your son is such a charmer, he'd be irresistible even in the animal kingdom.]

Zhou Linxu looked at the photo, his expression relaxing slightly, and replied: 【Cute.】

Suddenly I realized that it wasn't so bad after all.

His gaze fell on the cigarette case and lighter, then he raised his hand and pushed the drawer back.