Chapter 60

After Dr. Zhang left, Zhan Su ran to his study. He opened the door and saw that Lord Zhan was holding his head in his hands. He was in great pain. Zhan Su had an answer in his heart.

"And he said I was sick?" He was angry.

Zhan hanjue raised his eyes and saw his son's cool and handsome face. His face was covered with hidden worries that were not easy to detect.

He thought, maybe the battle is too perfect, so God wants to give him some experience.

"Zhan Su, Dr. Zhang said that your disease is still in its early stage. As long as we actively cooperate, it will be all right." Lord Zhan didn't want to tell Zhan Su about this cruel thing, but he had to accept the fact that he needed to cooperate with him in treatment.

"People's lives are ignored." Zhan Su pursed his lips and said angrily.

Looking at Zhan Su's indignant and discontented face, Han hanjue was hard hearted. This was a matter of great importance, and he couldn't help his temperament.

"Daddy has decided that the resistance will not work." The Warlord's overbearing and extraordinary announcement was over, and he got up and left.

Zhan Su was in a state of melancholy.

For Zhan Su, this weekend was rather depressing. So when he arrived on Monday, Zhan Su showed his yearning for school for the first time.

This is clearly a very good phenomenon, but the cold Lord did not know how to be happy or worried. Zhan Su, who loves to go to school and Zhan Su who doesn't love school, can only make him think of two personalities of schizophrenia. Otherwise, he could not find a third reasonable explanation.

Zhan Su was sent to kindergarten, and Han hanjue came to the company. After a thrilling weekend, he almost forgot that he had hired a new assistant.

So when he saw Luo Shihan in the office, he didn't return to his mind for a while and looked at her with a livid face.

Good morning, president Luo Shihan wore a professional short sleeve white shirt, a red hip skirt, a pair of high-heeled red shoes, and a high ball head. He was mature and steady, and showed a professional elegant smile to him.

When he sat down on the chair, Luo Shihan had handed over his work schedule for the day.

Han hanjue's eyes glanced at his day's itinerary, which combines work with rest, family and company's consideration, efficient and reasonable.

"Well done." He praised with a straight face.

I don't know why he thought of his precious son Zhan su. Because he had schizophrenia after meeting Luo Shihan, he was not satisfied with Luo Shihan's perfect performance, and always wanted to find her fault to embarrass her.

"Make me a cup of coffee, three bitter, seven sweet." He ordered with malice.

Luo Shihan looked at the hidden anger in the eyes of the warlord and took great care to do it. Although she was so meticulous that she almost used physical formulas to calculate the mass ratio of coffee to sugar. But when she brought the sincere coffee to him, he took a sip and still blew it.

"Too bitter!" Zhan hanjue's eyebrows were frozen, and his eyes were glaring at the bewildered woman.

Luo Shihan held up his coffee cup and said, "I'll add some more sugar."

Just after the second taste of coffee, he was still frowning and looking for fault, "too sweet."

Luo Shihan looked at Zhan hanjue, and his eyes were full of anger. "President, I didn't add sugar just now."

The expression of Han Jue is hard to say.

"Are you kidding me?" His face is chapped, and every fragment is angry.

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