After Canary Was Reborn, He Was Favored As a Boss

  Chapter 1085 The fault is loving you too much

"cannot."

  Hearing the man's merciless refusal, disappointment flashed across Lu Zhiheng's face, but he didn't bother him any more.

   “I would like to work in marketing if possible.”

  Lu Hanyao didn't say a word.

   Coming out of the CEO's office, Lu Zhiheng looked at the weather outside the French window, and felt relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted.

  In the past, he was naive and arrogant, thinking that with the support of Mr. Lu, he would be able to secure his position in power.

   Then when he entered the group with great ambitions, he realized that being in a high position was not as easy as he imagined.

  It's just that he can't breathe under the heavy workload, and he is still walking on eggshells every day, struggling to deal with difficulties and threats from all directions. The past year has been longer and more difficult than the previous twenty years combined.

  Without Lu Hanyao's company, it's like a battlefield where heroes are fighting for hegemony, with endless schemes and traps, and if you are not careful, you will fall to pieces.

  The more than one year of experience has also given Lu Zhiheng a clear understanding of his own shortcomings. Even if he wears a dragon robe, he will not be able to become a prince, at most he will be a puppet in the hands of others.

  Instead of this, he might as well start over from the bottom down and learn the real skills that belong to him, which is better than being manipulated by others.

  The news of Lu Zhiheng's resignation as vice president quickly reached Mr. Lu's ears.

  At that time, Mr. Lu was teasing the blue-throated King Kong, and he just hummed, "Nothing."

  Blue-throated King Kong fluttered his wings and shouted: "No Promise! No Promise!"

   Made the old man laugh out loud, "You're still cute, you little witty ghost."

   To Mr. Lu, Lu Zhiheng is no different from the parrot in this cage, they are just playthings to pass the time.

   And Lu Zhiheng was obviously aware of this, so he made his own opinions without talking to Mr. Lu, and he also knew very well that since then, he has become an abandoned son with Mr. Lu.

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  In the evening, when Su Zhi returned to the apartment, two prepared dishes had already been placed on the dining table, covered with a thermal cover to prevent it from getting cold.

  In the kitchen, Jiang Zhou was busy in front of the stove, when he saw Su Zhi coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile.

   "Miss Zhizhi, you are out of school."

   "Well, Uncle Jiang."

  Su Zhi looked into the pot and found that it was Lu Hanyao's favorite fried beef.

  Su Zhi was still angry with Lu Hanyao, even looking at the dishes in the pot was not pleasing to the eye, so when Jiang Zhou turned to pick up the plate, he deliberately added two spoonfuls of salt.

   Salty will not kill you!

  When Su Zhi came out of the kitchen, Lu Hanyao just entered the door.

  After changing her shoes, Lu Hanyao walked up to her and opened his arms to hug her.

  Su Zhi bent down and slipped under the man's arm.

  Holding the air, Lu Hanyao smiled helplessly, and followed her into the bedroom.

  As soon as the bedroom door was closed, Lu Hanyao pulled Su Zhi into his arms, put his chin on the top of her head, and looked down at her.

   "Are you still angry with my brother? It takes a long time to recover from illness, and you don't have to worry about getting angry again, huh? I'll have to take medicine again then."

  Su Zhi glared at him, "Just curse me, seeing how happy you are, you wish I could get sick."

   "Nonsense, I obviously love you."

  Lu Hanyao changed her direction, so that the posture of the two changed from hugging behind to facing each other.

   "Don't be angry, brother admits to you, huh?"

   "Where did you go wrong?"

   "The fault is that I love you too much, and I can't bear the slightest problem with your body."

   "According to what you say, I don't know what to do?"

   "Of course not, it's all the doctor's fault for prescribing such a bitter medicine. If he prescribes some delicious medicine, my baby won't play petty and refuse to take medicine."

  (end of this chapter)