Without Yili, the company should gradually stabilize its work and its income will also rise sharply.

The rent given to Chu Zheng every month is very punctual.

Chu Zheng had no chance to use this to do something.

The little boy also grew very fast and could stagger and leave by himself in a blink of an eye. The first person he called was Dad.

Yingzhao didn't specifically teach him how to call Chu Zheng. Suddenly one day the little boy learned to himself and would call him mother.

Chu Zheng's reaction to this was mediocre.

But I gave the little boy a piece of jade that night.

Even if Yingzhao doesn't understand jade, she knows that the thing must be valuable.

The little boy likes the "toys" given by Chu Zheng, and the toys he bought are a bit disdainful.

It should be read: "..."

What's going on!

"Don't spoil him like this, as he will spoil him." Yingzhao was cleaning up the little boy's things while talking to Chu Zheng.

"I'm happy."

[Can you keep in mind? Do you keep in mind other people's affairs!]

Yingzhao said weakly: "That's my son..." Why can't he control it?

"But you are mine." Yours is mine! What's wrong with spending some money for me!

Yingzhao opened her lips and couldn't say anything to refute.

Anyway, all his oppositions have almost no effect during this period.

-

Half a year later.

Park Hyatt Club.

The man was pacing back and forth at the club gate, looking a little anxious, with sweat beads on his forehead.

"Mr. Yu, why don't you go in and sit for a while?" The assistant next to him was a little worried.

"Why are you sitting? Do I feel that way?" Mr. Yu was in a irritable mood and confirmed with his assistant: "Are you sure you have an appointment for the time?"

The assistant quickly said, "Mr. Yu, I really made an appointment... Maybe the traffic jam on the road was delayed, don't worry."

Mr. Yu kept watching the time.

But the more you look at it, the more anxious you become.

The assistant couldn't stand it: "Why would I call and ask?"

Mr. Yu took two steps and was about to agree to the assistant's proposal when he saw a car coming.

Seeing the license plate, Mr. Yu's eyes lit up.

But the next second, Mr. Yu's expression froze slightly again.

Did he read it wrong?

Mr. Yu subconsciously looked at his assistant.

The assistant was as confused as Mr. Yu.

Why is she with a child?!

The child looked over one year old, lying on the girl's shoulder, holding a small windmill in his hand, and was spinning.

For some reason, they felt that the little windmill was a little flashing.

When the girl came over, Mr. Yu finally knew why the little windmill was flashing his eyes.

There were broken diamonds on it, and I don’t know if it was a crystal or something, but when my eyes looked, it was dazzling.

"Mr. Yu." Chu Zheng shouted, his tone was cold but polite: "I've been delayed for a while, I've been waiting for a long time."

He was supposed to have a rest today, so he was at home to take care of his children.

Who knew that there was something urgent about his company and called him back, so Chu Zheng had to come out with her little boy.

"No...no, I just arrived." Mr. Yu came back to his senses: "Please lead the way inside."

The assistant was pushed by Mr. Yu and quickly led the way.

There were a few people following Chu Zheng, and Mr. Yu did not dare to neglect it.

The private room was very quiet. Mr. Yu didn't expect there would be a child and didn't know how to arrange it for a while.

Chu Zheng didn't care. After coming in, he put the little boy on the ground and let him wander around in the private room.

Mr. Yu hasn't seen anyone talk about something, and he is so old.

...She actually has children!!

Mr. Yu tried his best to calm down and began to talk to Chu Zheng: "We can agree to what you asked, it's just this money..."

Chu Zheng: "The contract will be signed."

Mr. Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I also urgently need this money turnover. Please forgive me for Miss Feng."

"Um."

Mr. Yu signed the contract and almost the next second, he received a reminder to receive the account.

The heart that Mr. Yu held in his heart suddenly fell to the ground.

"Mom."

The child's breasts sounded and the little boy lay next to Chu Zheng: "Drink water."

Chu Zheng was unmoved: "Drink it yourself."

The little boy grabbed his hair: "Mamahe."

Chu Zheng bent down slightly, looked at the little boy, and slowly spoke: "No way."

Mr. Yu: “…”

The little boy turned his mouth and said, "Say for dad."

Chu Zheng pressed his head: "You dare!"

The little boy's mouth was even more severely flat, and there were tears in his eyes, and he seemed to cry at any time.

Mr. Yu knew very well, poured a glass of water and handed it to the little boy: "Little boy, there is water here."

"No drink." The little boy turned his head.

Mr. Yu: “…”

The little boy slowly turned around again, glanced at the general, and said softly: "Muma won't let you drink the water given by others."

Mr. Yu: “…”

Chu Zheng: "Don't worry about him."

Mr. Yu: “…”

Mr. Yu couldn't figure out what the Chuzheng meant.

This little boy is carefully selected from his dress.

Why do you look disliked now?

The little boy probably knew that Chu Zheng would not spoil him, so he left the sofa and walked staggeringly to the other side.

Halfway through, the little boy sat down on his own.

He turned his head to look at Chu Zheng, and after a moment he turned his head and got up on the ground.

The little boy walked up to one of them and searched through the bag that the man was carrying.

After a while, I took out a bottle, pulled out the lid of the bottle, and started sucking.

He sat directly on the ground, sighed a long time after sucking, looking like a little old man.

Mr. Yu: “…”

Mr. Yu originally wanted to invite Chu Zheng to dinner, but Chu Zheng found an excuse to refuse and took the little boy out of the private room.

After coming out, Chu Zheng ordered the people behind him: "You find a decoration company and decorate the building you just bought."

"Okay, are you planning to make a well-decorated house for sale?"

“Not for sale.”

“???”

"rent."

"..." Are you okay?
To be continued...