Night Rose

Zhou Ruian shrugged and pushed Liao Yun away. He looked at Zhou Zheng and said, "Tell me, what happened?"

"It's just like what you see. I knocked out two of his teeth. If he had gone to the hospital any later, they probably wouldn't have been able to be put back in place," Zhou Zheng said coldly.

Zhou Ruian glanced at Wu Ting, who immediately understood and instructed the doctor waiting at the door to go upstairs and take Zhou Chengzhuo away.

"I...I went with Zhuo'er to get my teeth fixed." Liao Yun wiped away her tears as she got into the ambulance, still holding two teeth in her hands.

Zhou Chengzhuo felt the nerves in his tooth socket still throbbing. He threw himself into Liao Yun's arms and cried, "Mom! Why doesn't Dad care about us anymore? He only cares about that bastard now! Does he not want us anymore?"

Liao Yun hugged her son tightly, hatred spreading in her chest. She gently stroked her son's swollen cheeks, tears streaming down her face.

"It's not that he doesn't want us anymore, it's that we don't want him anymore!"

Liao Yun pressed her son's head to her lips and whispered, like a devil's whisper.

"I put something in his tea; he won't live much longer."

"Mom...you..." Zhou Chengzhuo's lips trembled, unable to speak.

Liao Yun tightly covered his mouth to stop him from saying anything more, "Shh, don't say a word. No third person can know about this!"

After examining Zhou Chengzhuo, the doctor called Wu Ting to report the basic situation and confirmed that the teeth could not be reattached and that two dentures could only be filled.

"What did you use to knock out two of his teeth?" Zhou Ruian asked, looking up at him from his study.

When my son was little, he wasn't even as tall as the desk. When he stood in front of me, only my eyes were visible. Now that my son has grown up and taller, he looks like a mountain in front of the desk, pressing down on me and making me very uncomfortable.

Zhou Ruian adjusted his seat to avoid being overshadowed by Zhou Zheng. After moving slightly, he started coughing violently. Wu Ting stood beside him and patted his back to make him feel better.

Zhou Zheng raised his hand, the back of his hand facing him, to show him the red marks on his fist.

"Great, really great," Zhou Ruian said between coughs, his tone ambiguous, whether it was praise or sarcasm.

"You heard what I said to Liao Yun, right?" Zhou Zheng hooked his long leg over and pulled up a stool to sit down.

Wu Ting stood behind Zhou Ruian, looking at him approvingly; his insight was truly remarkable. However, it was clearly not enough to make Zhou Ruian lose trust in his current wife with just a few words.

Even if they knew that his ex-wife was driven to death by Liao Yun, they might not be moved by their many years of marriage.

"What were you talking about? I didn't hear you," Zhou Ruian said.

Zhou Zheng scoffed. He should have realized long ago that Zhou Ruian was such a ruthless person. No one should even think about shaking his interests!

"You'd better keep your son in check. If he causes trouble again, I won't show any mercy."

"Oh? What's he up to?" Zhou Ruian asked with interest.

Zhou Zheng stared at him without speaking. Wu Ting then explained the whole story, embellishing it with details about how Zhou Chengzhuo sent people to approach Zhou Zheng's maternal grandfather and instigated others to crash into Zhou Zheng's race car.

Zhou Ruian didn't care about his maternal grandfather's affairs, but he was very unhappy that Zhou Chengzhuo had someone run over Zhou Zheng.

This is his only remaining protégé; Zhou Chengzhuo is trying to make him truly childless!

If Zhou Chengzhuo had resorted to any means to seize the company, Zhou Ruian would have appreciated him. However, he actually adopted the method that Zhou Ruian found most repulsive.

If Zhou Zheng dies, who will inherit his company? Liao's relatives have long wanted to climb up the social ladder, wishing they could call him "father," and Zhou's collateral branches are also urging him to adopt a child.

He's not dead yet! He still has a son!

"I'll handle this. You should stop racing. In the end, you're the one who gave Zhou Chengzhuo the opportunity." Zhou Ruian frowned.

Wu Ting gasped. This had really offended Zhou Zheng. His current goal was racing, and he was unwavering in his determination. He wouldn't listen to anyone, let alone Zhou Ruian. This was practically a reverse psychology tactic, which actually encouraged him.

Sure enough, Zhou Zheng burst into laughter. "What? Are you scared? Is there anything in this world that you're afraid of? But I'm not afraid. This is what I'm going to do, and I will never compromise."

Zhou Ruian is getting old and his condition is not what it used to be. Of course, there are things he is afraid of in this world. He is not only afraid that the group will fall into the hands of others, but also afraid that he will die suddenly.

"If you send someone to interfere in my affairs, you can forget about ever seeing me again, and you can forget about getting those shares," Zhou Zheng said in a low voice.

Upon hearing about the shares, Zhou Ruian coughed violently again. He pointed at Zhou Zheng, trying to say something, but he couldn't speak because of the coughing.

Zhou Zheng left gracefully, leaving behind a mess.

After calming down, Zhou Ruian slammed his hand on the table. "Investigate! Who hit Zhou Zheng? Find him!"

Wu Ting pretended to go out and make a phone call, ostensibly to investigate, but actually played a game of Candy Crush outside before going back in to fool the old man.

"Mr. Zhou, we've found out. It's a driver named He Zhangxing. The Second Young Master's account recently had a transaction of three million yuan with him, which happened on the day of the rally race. We can basically conclude that this is the person who took the money to target Zhou Zheng."

"The name sounds familiar," Zhou Ruian said, panting, but he couldn't remember it no matter what he tried.

Wu Ting subtly reminded him, "The name does sound familiar. He seems to be the son of a senior executive in the group. I heard he's a very good racer, and his father always brags about it. I've heard the name a few times before."

Wu Ting was meticulous. He opened the group's internal documents and checked them. There were records of the family situations of senior executives. Sure enough, he found the name He Zhangxing.

Zhou Ruian's eyes turned cold. He coughed and pointed at the person's name, "Tell him to pack his bags and get lost."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Wu Ting nodded. He took a few steps outside and casually reminded Zhou Ruian, "Mr. Zhou, why don't you go for a physical examination? Your cough has been quite severe lately."

Men of this age are most afraid of being told they are not in good health, as if it's a curse to their death.

Zhou Ruian picked up the pen holder from the desk and threw it at Wu Ting. Wu Ting didn't understand and took the hit. It didn't hurt, but Zhou Ruian's anger subsided a lot.

"If the family doctor says there's no problem, then there's no problem! Get lost!"

Wu Ting obediently rolled away, but his expression changed as soon as he stepped out of the Zhou family's gate.

Zhou Ruian has treated him like a dog all these years. Despite how much he has helped Zhou Ruian's career, Zhou Ruian has never seen his contribution, never given him a raise, and only exploited him. He even wants Zhou Ruian to support his good-for-nothing son.

If Zhou Chengzhuo takes over, he'll probably lose his position as the president's secretary. Zhou Chengzhuo is a womanizer; he won't keep a man in the president's office. If he's fired by Zhou's Group, he'll have a hard time finding another job.

Wu Ting didn't want to work for a good-for-nothing. He wanted a million-dollar annual salary and fame and success. He had finally climbed out of a small town, and he absolutely didn't want to go back in such a sorry state!

He needs a wise leader, someone to continue steering the Zhou family ship. Honestly, if he were surnamed Zhou, he'd really like to take the helm himself; wouldn't that be far more interesting than racing cars or beautiful women?

Just when Wu Ting thought he would have to make a living under the useless Zhou Chengzhuo after being abandoned by Zhou Ruian, a change of events occurred.

Zhou Zheng.

This guy isn't a good-for-nothing like Zhou Chengzhuo; he'll definitely be able to take over Zhou Ruian's position. But the problem is, Zhou Zheng doesn't seem to have any desire to take over the group.

This is a headache.

But isn't this the biggest problem Zhou Zheng is facing now?

He needs money, but he doesn't have that much money.

Wu Ting straightened his suit, regaining his elite appearance. How should he scheme against Zhou Zheng?