Chapter 118： Playboy and Serious 04 ┃ Zhuang Li: I like to drive serious people crazy.

A majestic voice interrupted the quarrel in the study.

When everyone looked back, they saw a man in his thirties standing outside the corridor covered with woolen carpet. His unusually tall figure blocked the crystal lamp hanging at the entrance of the spiral staircase, casting a heavy shadow.

He frowned as sharp as a knife, and seemed extremely displeased. His eyes were like falcons, and he looked straight at him. His thin lips were tightly pursed, his expression was cold and hard, and there was an overwhelming sense of oppression all over his body. .

He walked slowly into the study, took off the leather gloves, handed them to the housekeeper without turning his head, sat on a sofa set aside, and said in a deep voice, "Sit down. What do you guys think of Zhuang Li? If you are dissatisfied, you can say it in front of me, and I will help you be the arbiter."

In fact, he is indeed an arbiter.

As the chief administrative officer of China, he has the power to legislate, amend and adjudicate. He represents the law, morals and order of this country.

He is the kind of person that Zhuang Jincheng has never met in his life.

Zhuang Jincheng's face distorted by anger immediately twisted into a humble smile, nodded and bowed at the man, and said hello frequently, looking like a funny clown.

Liao Xiujing had already learned through his son who this newly appointed administrator was, so he could only lower his head and hide his resentful expression. The old man Shao has turned to ashes, yet he has left such a big backer for Zhuang Li! God is so unfair!

Only Zhuang Han behaved neither humble nor arrogant, and politely greeted the man: "Uncle Zongzheng, you are back, is this trip hard?"

Uncle Zongzheng? Zhuang Li looked up and down his lover with a subtle expression. For no reason, he was actually a generation shorter?

Zong Zhengming ignored Zhuang Han at all, looked past Zhuang Jincheng, locked on Zhuang Li, pointed to the sofa opposite him, his majestic and cold voice softened slightly: "Sit down."

Zhuang Li walked over slowly and took a seat opposite him, his thin red lips drawn in a sincere arc. Seeing this man, his mood finally improved.

Zong Zhengming stared at Zhuang Li for a while, then glanced at Zhuang Jincheng, his face full of cold impatience, "Didn't you have a lot to say just now? I'll give you a chance to complain now, what are you doing? Don't open your mouth?"

How could Zhuang Jincheng dare to say those words that belittle Zhuang Li in front of Zong Zhengming?

Everyone knows that this administrator was favored by Mr. Shao when he was a child. Due to work reasons, he did not communicate with the Shao family very much in these years, but he still stood up at the most critical moment.

He personally admitted that he was a personal connection left by Mr. Shao, and the meaning of it was very subtle.

So Zhuang Jincheng understood everything. Where did Zong Zhengming come to be the arbiter? He clearly wanted to help Zhuang Li kill the rest of the Zhuang family. Although Mr. Shao is gone, he will take his place and continue to be Zhuang Li's protector.

Zhuang Jincheng couldn't provoke Zong Zhengming, so he could only grit his teeth and bow and apologize, his attitude was really humble.

Zhuang Han smiled bitterly: "Mr. Zongzheng, you misunderstood, we didn't want to have a conflict with the eldest brother. The eldest brother was stimulated and his mood was a little unstable. Please help us comfort and comfort him. Those words that killed me will be public in the future. Don't say it anymore, it's not good for big brother to let people spread it outside. Mr. Zongzheng, we will go first. Big brother, you have a good rest and don't think about it. We are all your relatives, and we will definitely be there when we need it. stand by your side."

After saying these words, he nodded slightly, and then dragged Zhuang Jincheng away in a leisurely manner, without panic or bowing.

Compared with his graceful demeanor, Zhuang Jincheng is like a cranky and ignorant clown.

Zhuang Li didn't bother to give alms to the Zhuang family at a glance, just stared at his lover who was sitting opposite him.

Zong Zhengming is also looking at him, but his eyes are deeper and his emotions are more obscure.

On weekdays, he would often call Mr. Shao. The most talked about topic between the two was what happened to Zhuang Li yesterday, what happened today, and what kind of mess will be left tomorrow.

Because of this naughty grandson, Mr. Shao has a lot of headaches.

Over time, Zong Zhengming's impression of Zhuang Li fell to the bottom.

If Mr. Shao hadn't already promised to take care of Zhuang Li, he would never have come this time. In his conception, Zhuang Li is an open-mouthed reckless scumbag, a prostitute with a rotten private life, a brainless but arrogant idiot, and there is almost no merit in his body.

However, when he actually saw this person, all the negative impressions were instantly subverted.

That's right, Zhuang Li was open-minded, but under the extreme grief and anger, Zong Zhengming could fully understand his feelings. If grandpa died so suspiciously and hastily, and he didn't react at all, then he would have failed grandpa's meticulous care and care for him in vain.

It can be seen that he is a straightforward person who takes his feelings very seriously, but his personality is still a little impulsive and needs to be polished.

Zhuang Li's appearance also surprised Zong Zhengming. He thought he would see a young man with pale skin and blue eyes, who was sluggish due to the exhaustion of too much energy by women.

But the real Zhuang Li is not decadent at all, and he has almost no resemblance to him on the news page. His facial features are still the same, but his temperament is completely different.

The ends of his long and narrow eyes were dyed with a crimson color, as if he had just cried, but his pupils were surprisingly bright. Every line on his face was soft, but it outlined a cold face.

He is a completely contradictory body, with a mysterious aura all over him.

No wonder he changed so many girlfriends, but it turned out that this face was the fault.

Thinking of this, Zong Zhengming's sharp brows wrinkled a little more, and he warned in a deep voice: "It's better to keep some words in your heart, don't say them. Your grandfather is gone, you'd better be more restrained in your actions in the future."

"What if I don't restrain myself?" Zhuang Li raised his jaw and said with a half-smile.

When he put on a arrogant demeanor, this deserted face suddenly became extremely gorgeous.

Zong Zhengming's eyes froze for a moment, but he quickly looked elsewhere as if nothing had happened, and patiently said: "I know you are sad now, but you are the only one left in the Shao family, and the bankers are unreliable, you must learn as soon as possible. Independence. You have to control your emotions, manage your expressions, and keep your mouth shut. If you can't say it, you have to hide it; if you don't want to say it but you have to say it, you have to learn to pack it beautifully The adult world is very complicated, you have to learn to compromise, back down, and forbear, but also learn to be strong, brave, and decisive.”

Zong Zhengming said coldly: "I know this is difficult, but I will teach you."

Zhuang Li put his elbows on his knees, clasped his fingers, leaned forward, leaned very close to look at Zong Zhengming, and said aggressively, "How do you teach me? What do you want me to be like? Just like you, Wearing a cold mask, hiding your true self without showing any sincerity? Like you, you obviously like it but you have to be indifferent, and then push the person you want further and further away?"

"I'm sorry, I can't learn any of these, and I don't want to." Zhuang Li shook his head slowly, then sat up straight.

The lover in this world has already climbed to the pinnacle of power, and is accustomed to intrigue in the political arena, so his character is very restrained and his actions are very cautious. When we first met, he didn't show any emotion at all, so Zhuang Li couldn't tell if he still had feelings for him.

But it doesn't matter, even if he is forced, he will force the true face of this person out.

"Don't try to transform me, I won't listen to you. You know—"

Zhuang Li stood up, walked forward slowly, supported Zong Zhengming's sofa armrest with both hands, drew him into his shadow, and said in a low voice, "I like a person and tell him loudly; I want a person Will reach out to hug him. I love as much as I want, hate as much as I want, don't suppress, don't pretend. Don't try to make me like you."

His eyes were dark, deep, and bright, with a little bit of light flowing in the iris, as if a vast universe was hidden. He is mysterious indeed, but when needed, he has amazing candor.

Zong Zhengming was taken in by this universe unconsciously, and he fell into a situation where he couldn't think.

He finally understood why Mr. Shao spoiled this stubborn grandson so much. His wildness, his recklessness, and his madness are in fact the most powerful authentic force.

He is out of tune with this world where everyone wears a mask, yet so dazzling, so special.

Zong Zhengming's steady heartbeat suddenly became chaotic.

He suppressed his voice and said: "If you don't know how to hide yourself at all, you will suffer a big loss in the market sooner or later. Tens of billions of property fall into the hands of an incompetent dude, what do you think the wolves outside will think? I'm not I'm belittling you, but that's the impression you leave on others. Faced with a person who is incapable of resisting, those old fritters in the mall will never be lenient, but will only attack them. You sit back with me and think about your own future."

The last sentence was full of dryness.

Zhuang Li sat back, folded his slender legs, and narrowed his long and narrow eyes slightly, as if thinking, but his eyes were always wrapped around Zong Zhengming.

Zong Zhengming took out a pack of cigarettes from his suit pocket, lit it, took a breath, and never let go of his furrowed brows.

He thought that he could handle Zhuang Li in three or two strokes, but he didn't expect the other party to be such a difficult person.

With such a face, such a character, such a charm, it is no wonder that the Internet is full of Zhuang Li's lace news.

The more he thought about it, the more irritable Zong Zhengming became, but he didn't show it on his face, he just smoked one after another, and then looked at the opposite side through the smoke. After the fog obscured his vision, his rapid heartbeat finally calmed down.

However, Zhuang Li suddenly chuckled, "Uncle Zongzheng, it is said that when a man suddenly has a sexual impulse in public, he will use smoking to suppress and ease this emotion."

Zong Zhengming, who was smoking a cigarette hard: "..."

If he wasn't used to seeing strong winds and waves and getting used to various scenes, he might have been choked by smoke into his trachea and coughed like earth-shattering.

Zong Zhengming slammed the burning cigarette into the ashtray, and asked in a deep voice, "Where did you hear this kind of thing. Is it appropriate for you, a junior, to tease your elders like this?"

"This is what Sigmund Freud said, and it has nothing to do with me." Zhuang Li spread his hands, his face innocent.

"If you can't keep your mouth shut, you will offend people sooner or later." Zong Zhengming stood up, his tone very helpless: "Since you don't listen to me, then forget it."

He originally wanted to say that I would not care about you in the future, but he said, "This is my business card, you can call me if you have anything in the future. If you still have feelings for your grandfather, take good care of him. The things left to you, don't be in business again. I will greet you at the police station and let them continue to investigate the case of you and your grandfather, and I will help you find the murderer. "

Putting the business card next to the ashtray, Zong Zhengming turned around and left, but turned around when he approached the door, and warned in a deep voice, "Don't mess around anymore. Make a girlfriend, people who want to deal with you may start from this. It's the most dangerous and stupid thing to put in the light. Find a few more bodyguards, don't leave alone, my mobile phone is turned on 24 hours a day."

The butler bent over and offered a pair of black gloves.

Zong Zhengming put on his gloves and walked down the spiral staircase without looking back.

Zhuang Li leaned on the railing to watch him, and said with a smile, "Uncle Zongzheng, I forgot to tell you, I don't like women now, only men, especially tall and mighty men like you."

Zong Zhengming's footsteps paused slightly, and then he sped up and left.

7480 said cautiously: "Master, the gods of this world don't seem to like you very much?"

Zhuang Li smiled more cheerfully: "You don't understand, this is the real fun. I like to drive serious people crazy."

7480: "..."

Alright, big devil.