When Hua Dong went to the bathroom, Ling Qingyu looked at Yang Zhao and asked, "what's the matter?"

"A few people were chatting just now, and the chat content..." Yang Zhao clenched his hand fiercely into a fist and sighed softly. "It was said that in this way, you and Hua Dong will have a dispute. In that way, you will no longer hand over the company to Hua Dong, and Hua Dong will be beaten back to its original form, saying, who is Hua Dong's idea of going for things beyond his power?"

The contents involving Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong are extremely obscene. If he had killed those people in the past, he would have killed them directly, but here

"With whom?" Ling Qingyu was stunned and immediately asked.

"I didn't look at it carefully, but looking at the content, the other party should be the people in Xiangxi company. They have called Xiangxi to deal with it. After they finish the review, they should know what's going on." Yang Zhao opened the doorway.

President Zheng's wife is already over fifty, but her face has no wrinkles at all. She is very rich and amiable, and her temperament is also very forthright. Seeing Ling Qingyu, she first gave a big hug, and after a fierce kiss on her face, she wanted to hold the flowers beside her.

"Flowers... Move...?" Her hand stopped in front of Hua Dong. Looking at Hua Dong, Mrs. Zheng called hesitantly.

"Yes, Hello, Mrs. Zheng." I've cleaned up my mood again, and Hua Dong nodded with a smile.

"I'm so old that I almost don't recognize it." Mrs. Zheng's tone brought a distant familiarity, pulled her to sit beside her, and said, "come, come, sit with my aunt. Hey, speaking of it, we haven't seen each other for more than ten years. I think it was..."

"Read late!" President Zheng suddenly let out a cry, which made Mrs. Zheng stunned and then said with a smile, "come on, let me introduce you. This is my son, Zheng Guohua. You used to play together. You called him steamer. Isn't it good? My son is good-looking! I tell you, he just came back from the United States and hasn't been in love yet. Talk more and more when you are free!"

Mr. Zheng shouted Mrs. Zheng's name three times in a row, but Mrs. Zheng ignored him at all. Then she rushed out like a firecracker, saying that she also pulled her son around and asked him to stand up and turn two circles for Hua Dong to see.

Hua Dong was dull again. She could only smile and say to Zheng Guohua, who was directly held in front of her by her mother, "hello."

"Sister Hua can call me as before." Zheng Guohua didn't mean to be forced by his mother at all. His round face was like an apple with a friendly smile, laughing.

Before... Steamer? Looking at the tall, round, white and tender man in his early twenties, who is like a super good steamed stuffed bun, the corners of his mouth are pumping. I don't remember, who are you? Such a loving name, such a loving appearance, but... I don't remember at all

"Oh, forget, Hua'er, it's all right. It's the same again." With a big wave of her hand, Mrs. Zheng waved to Ling Qingyu, who wanted to sit down next to Hua Dong, let her son sit down on the other side of Hua Dong, and said with a smile, "you young people communicate more. That doesn't mean Mr. Cheng and Mr. Yang are going out. Then, Miss Ling, let Miss Hua communicate with my son about this contact in the future. How about it?"

Ling Qingyu was pulled by Yang Zhao and sat down far away from the steamed bun steamer. Her ass was not yet seated. Hearing Mrs. Zheng's words, she couldn't return to her senses for a moment and looked at President Zheng.

"Well, don't..." President Zheng's expression was embarrassed. Just about to say don't pay attention to her, Mrs. Zheng glared fiercely and immediately said, "I think it's feasible. Miss Hua also knows this project better. You always have to leave a contact here."

"But I really don't understand." Hua Dong hurriedly said that such a simple jewelry company has done so. Such a large project involves so many aspects

auzw. "It's okay, it's okay. You don't have to deal with those troubles. That's not true. Sometimes we can't contact Mr. Cheng. Just help convey them." Mrs. Zheng picked up the cold dish just brought up by the waiter and held a chopstick for her. She looked at her lovingly and sighed, "it's so big, alas..."

"Well, aunt, do you know me?" She behaved so obviously that it was impossible for Hua Dong to be ignorant, so she had to ask under her expectant eyes.

"Of course! Your mother and I are good friends. Your biological mother is a good person, but it's a pity..."

"Read late!" President Zheng roared, pointed to the dishes on the table and said, "eat vegetables, we are inviting Miss Ling today, don't look for trouble!"

"I'm looking for something?!" Mrs. Zheng patted the chopsticks and said, "even if I didn't meet flowers, you know I've been looking for her for so many years, and you know she didn't tell me here? What's your heart? I know, you must have hooked up with the old immortal of the flower family again, right? The old immortal who specializes in dirty things, if you get involved with her again, don't..."

"Mom, mom, calm down!" Zheng Guohua hurriedly got up and went behind Mrs. Zheng, stroked her back and said, "you have high blood pressure, don't be angry!"

"Can I not be angry? Ah! You said you were looking for a fox spirit here in Shanghai. I don't care about you. That old lady of the flower family is as old as that. You still remember that kind of vicious woman! If you..."

"Mom! Mom!" Mrs. Zheng's words were interrupted by Zheng Guohua again, with a wry smile. Zheng Guohua said, "this is our treat, mom, can we go home and solve our internal contradictions?"

After looking at Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong with a stiff smile on their faces (the men didn't change their faces), Mrs. Zheng said apologetically, "sorry, I'm too excited. Don't be surprised, don't be surprised."

"Well, Mrs. Zheng is true temperament. Come on, Qingyu, have a drink to Mrs. Zheng." Ling Qingyu raised his glass and said.

"Yes, Hua Dong also gives a toast to aunt." Hua Dong stood up and said.

"Hey, good!" Mrs. Zheng picked up the wine glass, and Zheng Guohua quickly poured her a cup of tea. She smiled apologetically at Hua Dong and Ling Qingyu and said, "my mother is not in good health. It's good to replace wine with tea."

"We drink tea with our aunt and substitute tea for wine. Our intentions are the same." Hua Dong quickly changed the red wine in the glass into tea, drank it dry, helped Mrs. Zheng sit down, looked at the jade bracelet in her hand and said, "aunt, is this from Mr. Zheng?"

"Well, yes, by the way, I bought it at your press conference?" Mrs. Zheng touched the jade bracelet on her hand, resumed her loving smile, and smiled at Ling Qingyu.

"We are together, and the company is now taking care of it."

"Really? Flowers are really capable." Mrs. Zheng praised.

The topic finally changed. Mrs. Zheng and Hua Dong talked about jewelry. The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious until Mr. Zheng, with his son and Cheng Jia, set a regular contact time every day.

The guests enjoyed themselves, eating, drinking and talking. Looking at Hua Dong's smiling face, Ling Qingyu said goodbye.

Asked Hua Dong for a phone call to talk to her in private, and Mrs. Zheng didn't stop them. She just pulled Ling Qingyu to the bathroom alone when seeing them off. Suddenly, she sank her face and said, "there's something I want miss Ling to help!"