Eight yuan eight: President Gao Leng takes it home

Chapter 191 [343] Tonight, he is not going to leave
"Third Young Master.

You are finally back.

It's [-] o'clock, and the old man is still not asleep.

I'm still waiting in the study, so hurry up. "

When Meng Yunze returned to the villa, the housekeeper, Uncle Mao, who had been waiting for almost an hour, hurried forward and whispered in his ear.

Old people go to bed early.

On weekdays, Meng Xiangzong went to bed at eight or nine o'clock.

The traffic jam on Meng Yunze's road delayed him for half an hour.

Meng Xiangzong believed that Meng Yunze came home late on purpose. He was originally watching the news in the living room, but he returned to the study with a sullen face half an hour ago. Now he is practicing calligraphy in the study, and ordered the housekeeper to ask Meng Yunze to leave the room when he returns home. He was taken to the study.

"Understood, thank you, Uncle Mao.

It's getting late, you should go to bed early. "

Unlike Uncle Mao's serious face, there was no trace of tension on Meng Yunze's face.

Taking off his coat and putting it on his arm, Meng Yunze patted Uncle Mao on the shoulder, with a cynical smile on his lips, and went upstairs.

The housekeeper was not at ease, and before Meng Yunze went upstairs, he said cautiously, "When you are a junior, you will always suffer from the elders.

It just so happens that the old lady is not here, and there is no one who can intercede for you.

No matter what the old gentleman said tonight, for the sake of the overall situation, please be patient. "

Is it a coincidence?
The group of old men on the board of directors did not take action today.

Why didn't the old man respond at all before, but the old lady just packed her luggage and entered the hot spring villa with Aunt Mao this morning, and the old man ordered Uncle Mao to call him home at night.

It is a coincidence, even a three-year-old child would not believe it.

Meng Yunze looked at the sixty-year-old housekeeper in front of him who cared for him completely, with a frivolous smile, but his words were like a thunderbolt, hitting the housekeeper's heart at once.

Before turning around and going up the stairs, what Meng Yunze said was——

"Uncle Mao.

I am no longer the former Wuxia Amon. "

The housekeeper stared at the background of the young master who he had seen from a young boy to the current independent leader, and was so shocked that he couldn't recover for a long time.

Yes.

The third young master is no longer the lone wolf who was taken back from the army by the Meng family, believes that fists are the last word, fights fiercely, but always gets himself covered in cuts and bruises.

Today's third young master is well versed in the way of judging the situation and the situation. He knows how to hold back his edge when the situation is not good for him.

Meng Yunze came to the study on the second floor.

"Knock knock knock."

Meng Yunze raised his hand and knocked on the door, knocking rather perfunctorily.

There was no strength in his hands, and the knock on the door was like Wu Nong's soft words of a Jiangnan woman, and he didn't have much strength when he heard it.

Being able to be heard is thanks to the sharp eyes and ears of the person inside.

"It's easy to go by the wind, the sky is thousands of miles, straight down to see the mountains—"

In front of the desk, Meng Xiangzong was writing at his desk. On the white rice paper was a line of elegant cursive script.

Because of the softness, one could hear the knock on the door of the word "perfunctory" from the voice, and the strength of the pen grip increased, and the three dots in the last word "He" would be too thick, and a perfect cursive script would be ruined like this .

Meng Xiangzong crumpled up the scrapped paper on the table and threw it into the trash can beside him.

He took out another piece of white rice paper, concentrated on it, and wiped it with ink.

Outside the door, Meng Yunze seemed to have expected this rejection when he came back.

Leaning against the wall, he unhurriedly took out his phone from his pocket, lowered his head, and sent Chu Xia a "kiss, hug, and raise" emoji.

Chu Xia just finished taking a shower and came out of the bathroom.

Hearing the notification sound of the mobile phone, he walked over in three steps and two steps, and saw a dynamic picture of a small man wearing a bellyband, smeared with blush, pouted, asking for a kiss, hug and lift up, substituting into Meng Yunze's Zhang Junmei's flamboyant face let out a chuckle.

In early summer, I seldom chatted with people on WeChat.

Basically, she doesn't even use WeChat very much, except to chat with colleagues in the criminal investigation team about work in the WeChat group.

Fortunately, in the work group, Tian Tian is an emoticon expert.

Chu Xia usually doesn't bubbly. When everyone was speaking, especially when Tian Tian was frantically dumping emoticons, he saw some interesting ones and secretly saved a few.

Chu Xia rummaged through the emoji pack, and found a cute and sweet emoji pack.

I clicked on that picture, but with a shaking hand, I clicked on a JPG with a condom in my hand.

Chu Xia didn't even know why there was this dynamic picture in her expression pack.

The first time you use the undo function.

The more anxious you are, the more you will miss the point.

Meng Yunze replied almost instantly.

When she saw the words "COMEBABY" on the screen, Chu Xia's face flushed red.

"I just posted the wrong picture~"

Chu Xia touched her reddened cheek with her hand, and explained weakly.

Meng Yunze still replied in seconds.

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"I'm serious."

With a "bang", Chu Xia's cell phone hit her forehead.

……

Flick the running script, pay attention to one go.

Unsteady breath, restless heart, the words that fall on the paper can no longer be written in a short while.

Meng Xiangzong wrote a few more pictures, but none of them were as satisfactory as the scrapped one.

His face is not gloomy.

Meng Xiangzong put the pen on the pen holder again and again, and finally said in a deep voice, "Come in."

"Uncle, I'm asleep."

The sound of the message prompt sounded almost simultaneously with Meng Xiangzong's voice.

Meng Yunze knew that Yongyong on the other end of the phone must have blushed.

Originally, I wanted to tease a few more words, but the situation does not allow it at this time.

After typing a line hastily, he put away his phone.

Push the door in.

Behind the desk, Meng Xiangzong slowly wiped the ink on his hands with a wet towel. When he saw Meng Yunze coming in, he didn't lift his eyelids, even from the corner of his eye.

Meng Yunze didn't care, moved a chair, sat down opposite the desk, and continued to send messages to Chu Xia.

At that time, Meng Yunze, who was already a member of the Southwest Wolves special operations force, was taken back from the army by the Meng family's connections.

In my memory, only the young man who lived with his frail mother knew that there was such a creature as his father in this world.

The hatred that has been harbored for many years has nowhere to vent, and I know that the man is already a dead bone.

The time of death was even earlier than his frail mother.

Family is too unfamiliar a word.

Because the eldest grandson had an accident, the second grandson was in poor health, and the younger grandson was still young, he was ordered in the face of danger. No one asked his wishes, and he was forcibly changed the trajectory of his life just like that.

He joined the army at the age of 16, and was exceptionally selected into the Southwestern Wolf Special Operations Force at the age of 17. Meng Yunze is a lonely and brave prairie wolf.

The young man's eyes are full of arrogance.

When Meng Xiangzong saw Meng Yunze's photo, he knew it was a prairie wolf that was difficult to tame.

He prefers to raise the grandson who grew up by his side, but his wife refuses.

Liang Chunxiao likes Meng Yunze who looks like his youngest son between his brows.

Meng Yunze is the product of mutual compromise between Meng Xiangzong and his wife Liang Chunxiao.

In order to tame this lone wolf, Meng Xiangzong intentionally made Meng Yunze wait for him in the study for two hours on the first day Meng Yunze returned to the Meng family.

Knowing that the second grandson and the younger grandson jointly bullied Meng Yunze, the "foreign intruder", there were many discussions in the upper class about "Third Young Master Meng"'s life experience, and they never intervened.

The Meng Group does not need a person in power who cannot survive in a different environment.

I don't know what went wrong with his "tame" method.

The irritable young man who had waited for him in the study for two hours and kicked in the door angrily, now he does not act on impulse, and his vigor has also been worn down a lot. No matter how he suppressed it, he never even bent his spine.

Meng Xiangzong, who is used to being in power, hates all people and things that cannot be controlled.

For example, his wife who had been married for decades, for example, this wolf cub that he "tamed" with his own hands, and finally bit him!
Meng Yunze sent text messages on his own, completely ignoring Meng Xiangzong's increasingly gloomy expression.

Meng Yunze used to be an excellent sniper.

As an excellent sniper, the most important thing is patience.

Meng Xiangzong wanted to use this "cold treatment" method to force Meng Yunze to be the first to lose his composure. In this way, he took the initiative in the conversation.

After so many years, the old man's methods of rectifying people just don't know how to "advance with the times".

Meng Xiangzong didn't speak, and Meng Yunze didn't bother to break the silence.

Left and right are just exhausting, he is accompanied by Yongyong, but it is not boring at all.

If Meng Yunze was just that powerless little wolf cub with sharp fangs and the other party ignored him so much, Meng Xiangzong would have already taken action to punish him.

Now it is not possible.

He groomed his fur and claws with one hand.

Wolves are infested.

Behind the table, Meng Xiangzong's chest rose and fell again and again.

Taking out a file bag from the drawer, resisting the urge to throw something at Meng Yunze's face, Meng Xiangzong said in a fairy-like manner, "Look for yourself."

Meng Yunze didn't need to open it, and he guessed what was inside.

In order not to make Meng Xiangzong run away, Meng Yunze cooperatively opened the file bag.

Sure enough, it was all about the investment failures he had made since he took over the Meng Group—as for those more examples of his correct decision-making, they were naturally selectively forgotten at this time.

Recently, there have been problems with the quality of many real estate projects in the song, and an economic project developed in Luo City has been suspended. Because of Jia Mengting's case, the series of negative reactions brought about by the police interrogation, one after another, are all his "crimes" ".

Meng Yunze didn't argue, his eyes moved away from the stack of documents, and the corners of his lips curled slightly, "What does the board of directors mean?"

When Meng Yunze reached out to take the materials he handed over, Meng Xiangzong was carefully observing his reaction.

The letters of impeachment jointly signed by the directors, the analysis report of investment errors, and the mistakes in major decision-making, every piece of evidence is enough to make the parties sweat profusely.

However, from the beginning to the end, Meng Yunze didn't show any surprise or even panic on his face.

Meng Yunze is only in his early thirties this year, even Meng Xiangzong didn't think he had such determination when he was 30 years old.

It would be great if the third child was not that woman's child.

After all, he was not the grandson raised by him alone.

Non-my family, its heart must be different.

Meng Xiangzong's eyes flashed a glint of predation, and when he met Meng Yunze's gaze, there was only kindness in his eyes, "The board of directors means that we hope that you can take the initiative to take the blame and resign at the shareholders' meeting on Monday.

It can also be regarded as a step up for the uncles on the board of directors.

Both sides are able to get along in face, so they won't be too rigid.

What do you think? "

Heh, it's a good thing that both sides can get along.

Do you want to let go of the power in his hands without bloodshed?
It's a pity that it's easier to ask God than to send God away.

The old lady made several arrangements before pushing him to the position of president.

Money power is a good thing.

In his hands, there is no reason to let it out for nothing.

Meng Yunze did not answer Meng Xiangzong's question directly, but asked a question that sounded irrelevant, "I heard that elder brother will come back this year for the New Year?"

Since Meng Yicheng was put on file for investigation five years ago, and Meng Xiangzong tried every means, after shedding his skin, he was finally spared from prison.

Even so, Meng Yicheng is still living under the strict surveillance of the police.

Meng Yicheng has avoided living in Meng's Biezhuang for many years, and spent the holidays there alone.

Occasionally, if it is photographed by the media, it is all positive news about going to and out of a certain orphanage or orphanage.

It looks like it's a bit of a repentance.

Meng Xiangzong is more gratified than anyone else that the unworthy grandson who has poured his hard work for many years finally knows how to make progress.

It has been five years since Meng Yicheng has not returned to the Meng family's old house for the New Year. Naturally, Meng Xiangzong is very much looking forward to this year's New Year.

The matter of Meng Yicheng's return was only mentioned to Meng Xiangzong on the phone. In order to avoid complications, Meng Xiangzong didn't mention it to anyone, not even the closest housekeeper, but he didn't know how Meng Yunze knew about it.

Meng Xiangzong's face turned cold all of a sudden, his eyes fixed on Meng Yunze like a falcon, his eyes were fierce, "Your elder brother doesn't have any shares in the Meng Group.

He can't get in your way.

You are not allowed to touch him! "

Meng Yunze pondered on his face, "The shareholders' meeting next Monday..."

What happened to Jia Mengting was caused by someone secretly poking it out.

Meng Xiangzong didn't find out who did it, but he made good use of this opportunity. He wanted to take advantage of the previous layout and take advantage of this time to pull Meng Yunze from the position of president all of a sudden, so as to pave the way for his eldest grandson.

Meng Xiangzong never imagined that Meng Yunze would take advantage of Meng Yicheng's return home at the end of the year to threaten him in turn!
Meng Yicheng, who was raised as the successor of the Meng family since he was a child, is not a rabbit, but Meng Yicheng had too many black spots in the past.

As long as Meng Yunze casually releases some black material, it will be enough to overthrow Meng Yicheng who has not yet gained a firm foothold in Luoshi.

He was the one who underestimated the youngest wolf cub!

Too underestimate the enemy, so that the steps are too big and too fast!
Meng Xiangzong gritted his teeth, "Where are the directors, I will find a way to cover it for you."

"Then Yunze is here, so I have to thank Grandpa first.

Grandpa has a heart of love and love for Yunze, and Yunze feels deeply. "

Meng Yunze is acting like a good boy when he gets a bargain.

"I'm tired.

You back off. "

"Good night Grandpa,
good dream! "

Meng Yunze curled his lips into a smile.　
The door of the study was closed.

Meng Yunze took a few steps outside, and as expected, he heard the sound of porcelain being smashed.

Meng Yunze didn't stop, and went downstairs without looking back.

The old lady was not there, Meng Yunze was too lazy to stay, and hated to see the old man.

Drive away overnight.

The car drove to a fork in the road. On the way, the mobile phone beeped.

Meng Yunze clicked on it and took a look.

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"I will try my best to dream of my third uncle!"

Scroll up Meng Yunze's information.

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"Remember to dream about Third Uncle.

good night.

my little girl. "

Because the old man summoned him, he only typed these words in a hurry and didn't care about it anymore.

Unexpectedly, the little girl would be so serious.

Because the dream cannot be controlled by anyone, so in order to recover, try to dream of him.

Too well-behaved.

The gloomy and oppressive temperament when he came out of the villa just now, suddenly seemed to be surrounded by strands of warmth like the sunshine emerging from the dark clouds.

An impulse welled up in my heart.

On the bed, Chu Xia held her bent legs with both arms, and held the phone in her hand, still waiting for Meng Yunze's message.

The phone remained silent for a long time.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

The night is deep.

This is in the police station compound, and ordinary people can't get in at all.

"Who?"

Holding the gun taken out of the drawer in his hand, Chu Xia approached the door and asked cautiously.

"Yongyong, it's me. Open the door."

Third uncle? !
Knowing that it was Meng Yunze's voice, Chu Xia's tense nerves relaxed.

Put the pistol back in the room.

Only then did Chu Xia put on her coat, and hurriedly went to open the door.

"Uncle, why are you here so late?
Something fell...uh..."

Before Chu Xia could finish her words, Yun Ze's menacing kiss blocked her throat.

Meng Yunze put one arm around Chu Xia's waist, and closed the door behind him with the other hand.

Tonight, he's not going to leave.

(End of this chapter)