A Gulfstream 5 private jet landed at the airport. The cabin door opened and Zheng Hualong walked out. A group of men in black lined up to welcome Zheng Hualong's return. The special Bentley was parked there, and the door was opened, waiting for Zheng Hualong's arrival.

When Zheng Hualong walked off the plane, a handsome young man also walked off the plane, looked at the airport and followed Zheng Hualong, attracting surprise eyes from others, because when Zheng Hualong left, he did not take the young man. In other words, this young man appeared inexplicably.

"What are you looking at? I don't know how to treat the guests?" Zheng Hualong noticed that the eyes of the people around him were all focused behind him. He didn't have to think about it and was just looking at Cheng Zemin. Zheng Hualong cursed in his heart. As expected, he had guessed that taking this guy back would definitely attract attention in a high-profile manner, so he said coldly, and the subordinates around him stood up honestly and stopped looking at Cheng Zemin anymore.

Zheng Hualong glanced at these subordinates, then got into the Bentley car. Cheng Zemin also smiled and looked at the subordinates around him, then followed him into the Bentley car. The door was closed and the car started randomly.

"Uncle Zheng is very majestic. Silver-Color Bentley and Gulfstream 5, either one is worth a lot." He leaned against the back seat of the Bentley car and poured a low-degree champagne. Cheng Zemin praised Zheng Hualong with a smile.

"Where are, these are not worthy of praise for your family, right? Zemin, don't flatter your Uncle Zheng." Zheng Hualong said with a smile and joked with Cheng Zemin, but he was still very happy.

Cheng Zemin smiled and said nothing, but just took a sip of champagne and then started to open the scenery outside the window. This was his first time in Longcheng. Although he could speak very fluent and standard Chinese, he was still unfamiliar with China, so he was very interested in many things on the street. Zheng Hualong also acted as a tour guide to introduce him one by one.

Soon, the car drove unimpededly to the downstairs of Huateng headquarters. The towering and domineering black building highlighted a noble taste. Cheng Zemin got off the car together with Zheng Hualong, and Cheng Zemin was obviously more interested in the building and looked up and admired it.

"How is it? My headquarters is not worse than your KASSR Group, right?" For Zheng Hualong, the building of Huateng is the most proud of him. It was once selected as the most representative building of the year.

"Well, it's really good. I seem to have seen this building in a magazine and I like it very much." Cheng Zemin nodded and praised, not stingy with his flattery at all, which made Zheng Hualong laugh happily. If others praise Zheng Hualong only if they are proud, then Zheng Hualong will be satisfied with such a high evaluation by the young master of KASSR Group.

As soon as I entered Huateng's building, several people came towards me, and seemed to be happy to answer Zheng Hualong.

"Mr. Zheng, you are back. If you don't come back, then we will be almost unable to hold on." Bei Mingjun walked over happily and welcomed Zheng Hualong warmly, and then took a natural flattery.

"Haha, Mr. Zheng is back. Thank you for your hard work. Just leave the rest to us." Zheng Yuan also participated in the welcome to Zheng Hualong in a suit and tie.

The main purpose of Zheng Yuan and Bei Mingjun came to pick up Zheng Hualong today was not to really welcome Zheng Hualong. Zheng Yuan came to confirm whether the news was accurate, while Bei Mingjun saw Zheng Yuan coming, so he insisted on following him. Although the two were welcoming Zheng Hualong, their eyes consciously glanced at Cheng Zemin and looked up and down at the new stranger.

"If you don't go to work, you will come down to welcome me like you? Why didn't you see you welcome me like this before?" Although Zheng Hualong pretended to be a little dissatisfied, he was very happy and felt that he was giving him face, so he didn't think much about it.

"Mr. Zheng, who is this?" Bei Mingjun thought about it, and then took the lead in asking this question that everyone was concerned about. When Bei Mingjun asked this question, everyone around him listened and planned to see how Zheng Hualong planned to introduce this mysterious young man.

Cheng Zemin didn't speak at this time, and he seemed to have a harmless and friendly smile on his face. He was listening to how Zheng Hualong should answer this question.

"This is Zheng Min, my nephew." Zheng Hualong cursed Bei Mingjun in his heart, but asked in this place with many people. If he didn't say it, it would inevitably cause doubts, so Zheng Hualong had to create a new identity for Cheng Zemin, his nephew.

"Nephew? Oh, that's it, Mr. Zheng, please go and take a rest first." Bei Mingjun suppressed his temporary suspicion, took Zheng Hualong's luggage and then took Zheng Hualong and Cheng Zemin into the elevator.

Bei Mingjun had to suppress his suspicion, but Zheng Yuan fell into deep thought. Zheng Hualong said that the young man was his nephew, but Zheng Yuan knew all of Zheng Hualong's relatives too well, and it was impossible to have such a nephew. Moreover, it didn't look very similar to Zheng Hualong. This means that the information he heard was correct, and now the big stone in Zheng Yuan's heart has also been considered to have fallen.

But soon, the news that Zheng Hualong brought his nephew to Huateng was spread throughout Huateng's management like wings.

"Mr. Zheng, I have something to tell you separately, about the young master." In the elevator, Bei Mingjun suddenly said to Zheng Hualong.

"Young Master? Uncle Zheng's son Zheng Bin? I've heard of it for a long time." Cheng Zemin said with a smile.

"Well, I haven't done anything good, Mingjun, I'll just come to my office later." Zheng Hualong also smiled. He didn't know if Cheng Zemin knew about his son and Li Yuying, so he didn't dare to say too much, with a tentative smell.

Bei Mingjun squinted his eyes and looked at Cheng Zemin. Bei Mingjun found that the so-called Zheng Min and Zheng Hualong looked very different, and the relationship and tone of the two were a little wrong, so he secretly wrote it down in his heart.

"Tell me, what's the matter? What's wrong with Zheng Bin?" Zheng Hualong took off his coat and in his office, Zheng Hualong could finally be more casual. Cheng Zemin had been arranged by him to go to the guest reception room.

"The young master is injured again." Bei Mingjun said truthfully.

"Yeah? I was injured again? What's the reason? What's the accident?" When Zheng Bin heard that he was injured, Zheng Hualong's face suddenly became unpleasant. He had just warned them before he left that if something happened to Zheng Bin this time was caused by carelessness, then Zheng Hualong would not be as simple as slapping his shoulders this time.

"This matter is all my fault, I am willing to accept punishment." As he said that, Bei Mingjun knelt down at Zheng Hualong, and the floor was smashed.

"Well? What the hell is going on? Get up and talk." Zheng Hualong's face immediately recovered when he heard Bei Mingjun say this, and then he took the initiative to go forward and help Bei Mingjun up. In fact, Zheng Hualong still likes Bei Mingjun very much, because this young director helped him do a lot of things smoothly.

"That's right. The young master told me about this before going to exercise. I also knew that you wanted to let the young master grow up there. After you dealt with that incident, I dealt with it seriously. However, I heard that the young master was a little pampered and played cards all day long. Then I told him not to let the young master do this and give him some tests. As a result, the people below were ruined. It might be that the young master's injury was not healed, so he was injured again, and something almost happened. Fortunately, even if he rescued them, I had all dealt with those people. This is my dereliction of duty. You can punish me anyway." Bei Mingjun said at the end, and even wiped out tears, looking very guilty.

Zheng Hualong nodded while listening, and he had basically understood.

"General Zheng" Bei Mingjun said with his head down.

"Okay, let it go, Zheng Bin is fine, your starting point is also good, those people have been dealt with, I won't pursue this matter, Zheng Bin is still young, and experiencing a little life and death is actually a training." Zheng Hualong waved his hand and did not get angry with Bei Mingjun. Since things have been like this, Zheng Hualong thinks nothing is wrong. It's a blessing to have a misunderstanding. Sometimes things that seem bad are actually good.

"President Zheng, thank you, thank you." Bei Mingjun said as he began to wipe his tears again with thanks.

"You are already such a big person. OK, the group has a lot of affairs and can't afford to delay. Go to work quickly." Zheng Hualong couldn't stand Bei Mingjun's crying, so he quickly let him leave.

"Yes, I understand." After saying that, Bei Mingjun turned around and left Zheng Hualong's office.

"I really should be an actor." Bei Mingjun, who walked out the door, sneered, and then strode away.
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