Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty-Three Inverted?(1/2)
"Grandpa, let me answer the phone first and hang up."
Because I am on the phone with Mr. Su.
If you want to answer Zhao Yong's call, you must hang up first.
Mr. Su: "Don't worry about it yet. You have time to come to the company and discuss the company's development plan."
Zhang Hao smiled lightly and said, "I won't go."
"After all, I know nothing about business. There's no point in going there."
Mr. Su: "It's precisely because you don't understand that I asked you to come here to study."
"After all, your father and uncle will retire sooner or later."
"Sooner or later, the important responsibility of managing the company will fall on you and Huairou."
Zhang Hao nodded slightly.
Although I just want to be a financial backer who doesn't care about anything, reality doesn't allow it.
"Okay, I'll go over there when I have time, and I'll call you then."
Mr. Su: "Well, there is one more thing."
"Since you want to donate the chicken heads, you'd better tell Lao Zhao."
"He is vigorously promoting the chicken heads and is planning to hold an auction next."
"If he knew that you donated the chicken heads, he would definitely be very sad, hahaha~"
Zhang Hao responded: "I understand, I will tell Grandpa Zhao."
Mr. Su: "Okay, I'm hanging up."
Dududu~
Mr. Su died.
Zhao Yong’s unanswered calls were also interrupted.
Zhang Hao did not rush to call back, but contacted Grandpa Zhao first.
This old guy is here.
Promise to keep the chicken head secret.
Not only did he tell Mr. Su, he also publicized it to the outside world.
It's so unreliable.
In my thoughts, I called Grandpa Zhao.
"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing on the phone?"
Grandpa Zhao's happy voice came from over there.
Zhang Hao said directly: "Grandpa Zhao, I want to donate the chicken head."
After finishing his words, Grandpa Zhao did not respond for a long time.
But Zhang Hao had already figured out Grandpa Zhao's expression.
That’s definitely the case:??
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"Grandpa Zhao, I know this news is too shocking for you."
"But there was nothing I could do. My parents insisted on letting me donate the chicken heads."
"What can I do?"
"I'm desperate too~"
This time, Grandpa Zhao responded.
He only said three words: "Hang up."
Dududu~
Grandpa Zhao died.
Zhang Hao looked helpless.
He knew that Grandpa Zhao must be very sad.
But there is nothing I can do.
After all...sigh~ I don’t want to think about it anymore.
Then, he called Zhao Yong.
There were complaints from over there.
"Mouse, you are very busy every day. You can't even get through on the phone."
Zhang Hao smiled: "That's necessary."
"I have so many things to do all day long that I haven't even had lunch."
"People who are better than me are working hard, so why should I be lazy?"
Zhao Yong: "I said you were fat and you still had asthma."
"You are still taking care of everything. I think you are taking care of everything."
"People who are better than you are working hard, but your efforts are of no use?"
Forehead……
Zhang Hao suddenly had a dark look on his face.
He was a little confused, why did Zhao Yong suddenly become like talking?
Could it be that he learned it from Da Zhuang?
Those who are close to ink are black?
No, stay away from Da Zhuang from now on.
"Don't be ridiculous, what's the matter with calling?"
Zhao Yong: "I'm getting married!"
"What? Get married?"
Zhang Hao was shocked.
If you open your mouth, you can fit two eggs into it.
Zhao Yong: "Yes, you heard it right, I'm getting married."
"Are you surprised? Are you surprised? Are you happy? Hahaha~"
Zhang Hao: "Damn! It's too sudden for you."
"Who are you marrying? Wu Yajing?"
Zhao Yong: "Nonsense, is it possible to get married to you?"
"You don't have a b."
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Zhang Hao was speechless for a while.
I am speechless since the last time, and it was the last time.
"Shadow, no wonder you are mentally disturbed. It turns out you are getting married. Has the wedding date been set?"
Zhao Yong: "It's decided, October 1st is National Day."
Zhang Hao was horrified: "Damn it! This is too fast."
"Today is the 13th, it's only half a month away."
Zhao Yong: "Yes, it's that fast."
"We'll celebrate in our hotel tonight, and I'll bring my sister-in-law and the babies over then."
Zhang Hao: "Okay, you are quite capable. You just said you were discussing marriage a few days ago, and it was decided so soon."
"It's true that a sparrow lands on a cow's butt and the bird eats the cow's butt!"
Zhao Yong: "Hehe~ Actually, I'm also surprised."
"Because Xiaojing is pregnant, that's why we got married."
ah?
Zhang Hao stared.
"Damn it! You boarded the boat first and then bought the ticket. I admire you."
To be continued...