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Ciji Hall.

After Zhong Wentao left the association, he returned here. Zhou Zihan and Zhou Cangzhu prepared a sumptuous dinner waiting for him.

"Congratulations!"

As soon as he entered, he was greeted with a hearty celebration of scattering flowers.

"What are you doing?"

Zhong Wentao laughed and said, extremely surprised.

"This is a surprise for you!"

Zhou Zihan laughed and said as he pulled him down to a seat, and gave him a birthday hat.

Only then did he notice a cake standing in the middle of the table, as if someone was having a birthday.

"Big Brother Zhong, aren't you an orphan? We don't know your own birthday, and we've decided to treat today as your birthday. In the future, we'll give you a birthday every year!"

Zhou Zihan said softly, his eyes filled with tears of sympathy.

No matter how Zhong Wentao came here in the past, they would definitely be better together in the future.

"Thank you."

Zhong Wentao was indeed very touched to hear this.

Five hundred years had passed, and he had long since forgotten his birthdate. He only remembered hatred.

He did not expect Zhou Zihan to be so attentive, and memorized this point for him, giving him a birthday, a date that was very memorable.

"Cut the cake."

Zhou Cangzhu said with a smile, drooling over the table mountain's cake.

His blood sugar had always been very high. Normally, he couldn't eat sweets or even cake for his birthday. It wasn't easy for him to have a chance to eat cake, so he definitely wouldn't let it go.

A pair of eyes fixated on the cake, making Zhou Zihan feel extremely helpless.

"Wait a minute!"

Zhou Zihan said bitterly as he glanced at Zhou Cangzhu.

Zhou Cangzhu instinctively put down the trident in his hand, not feeling wronged at all.

Zhong Wentao smiled as he rescued her: "It doesn't matter if you let Uncle Zhou eat a little, when the time comes I'll just have to give him a proper treatment."

As if he had received a gold medal arrow, Zhou Cangzhu cut himself a huge cake and waved it in front of Zhou Zihan's eyes.

"You …"

Zhou Zihan couldn't, and couldn't say anything.

As if afraid Zhou Zihan would go back on his words, Zhou Cangzhu immediately took a big bite on his cake.

"This place is really lively."

Suddenly, an unexpected guest appeared outside the door.

Yang Hao walked in with the bone-cracking Yang Guozhong. Compared to the injuries Yang Guozhong had mentioned, the purple on his face was more eye-catching.

It was obviously Yang Hao's doing, to be able to be ruthless to his nephew next time.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Zihan stood up, he was extremely vigilant.

If Zhong Wentao succeeded, did he still want to find trouble with him?

"A table full of dishes and cakes. Looks like someone has passed the competition and celebrated their birthday again. What a joyous occasion."

Not responding to Zhou Zihan's words, Yang Hao just continued on his own.

As he spoke, he walked over to the table and knocked the wine cup onto the floor, expressing his dissatisfaction.

He was here to find fault, so what could he do?

The dozens of people outside were all his men.

Standing at the door, no one would discover the situation inside. He wanted to see how Zhong Wentao would solve this problem.

"A dignified Vice President of the Chinese Medical Association is also looking for trouble with me?"

Zhong Wentao laughed as he spoke, feeling that Yang Hao was naive.

He was just a small fry, how could he work for a god like Yang Hao?

"So what?"

Gripping onto Zhong Wentao's neck tightly, Yang Hao spoke coldly.

"Hello, we are reporters from the Star tomorrow. Can I ask what happened here?"

A voice suddenly sounded from outside.

Yang Hao immediately took two steps back and stared deadly at Zhong Wentao.

There was actually a reporter who came over at this time, Zhong Wentao predicted that he would come?

"This newspaper is very sincere. They thought very highly of me before the match and wanted to interview me. I've been in touch with them before I came back, but …"

He just did not expect Yang Hao to really come.

While they were talking, the reporters and cameramen had already squeezed in from outside.

With his years of experience as a journalist, he easily entered the crowded crowd. The tens of subordinates outside had no time to react before they were taken advantage of.

"Vice guild leader?"

Seeing Yang Hao, the female reporter was very excited.

They only planned to interview Zhong Wentao, and unexpectedly, Yang Hao was still growing. This was a heavenly huge opportunity, to interview two people at the same time, their month's prize money would be given to them.

"Hello, I'm Yang Hao."

The corner of his mouth raised into a light smile, and Yang Hao pretended to be gentle again.

The female reporter excitedly shook hands with Yang Hao and asked a lot of questions, such as … Why was Yang Hao here?

What were the people outside doing?

"The vice president specifically came to congratulate me. We previously knew each other, so he bought this cake."

Zhong Wentao laughed and spoke up, but his expression was extremely ugly.

In front of the reporter and the camera, Yang Hao would definitely not refute what Zhong Wentao said. This was the best opportunity to take care of Yang Hao, and Zhong Wentao would not let it go.

"He's very right …"

Sure enough, Yang Hao followed what Zhong Wentao said.

Seeing Zhou Cangzhu eating his' bought 'cake in big gulps, his mood became even more depressed.

If he had known that he would help Zhong Wentao get married, he would have definitely endured the anger in his heart.

"This is?"

Looking at the bruised Yang Guozhong, the reporter asked curiously.

"He's my nephew."

Yang Hao explained in a generous manner: "When I went out to play, I was beaten up by someone. My body was full of injuries, so I brought him here for Wen Tao to see if there were any serious injuries."

"So that's how it is."

The female reporter said with a smile. She easily believed it.

Yang Guozhong also nodded, not daring to go against a single word that Yang Hao said.

If this continued, he might really be killed by Yang Hao.

Thinking about it, his body started to tremble uncontrollably. Everyone in the newspaper looked at him, feeling that it was not as simple as Yang Hao said.

"It's a nervous spasm."

Zhong Wentao said, kind enough to help.

"A person who has been beaten for a long time will get used to it eventually. Even if no one hits him, he will feel the same way. He will be on guard at all times, and his mind will be very sensitive."

"Shut up!"

Yang Guozhong shouted loudly. He did not have any spasms, he was just afraid.

Yang Hao's face did not look good either, Zhong Wentao's words had obviously tricked him.

If Yang Guozhong was beaten up all year round, who would beat him up?

The media loved to catch the wind and catch the shadows. Naturally, it would implicate him.

"Sorry …"

Zhong Wentao said softly as he retreated to the side. He did not plan to say anymore.

The media didn't need him to say much, he said. The reporter had already thought up a scenario as long as a movie.

The microphone asked Yang Guozhong, wanting to know who it was that always beat up Yang Hao's nephew.

"I don't know …"

With a loud shout, Yang Guozhong fled.

His back figure had proven that Zhong Wentao was right.

"Trash …"

Yang Hao said softly, extremely dissatisfied with Yang Guozhong.

Falling and fleeing could not even describe how miserable Yang Guozhong was.

The reporter clearly had other intentions of pursuing the matter, but Yang Hao's face was extremely ugly, in order to prevent Yang Hao from leaving in anger, they could only change the topic.

"Is today Mr. Zhong Wentao's birthday? Vice Guild Leader Yang is here to celebrate for me? The two of you have a really good relationship with each other. If it wasn't for Zhong Wentao who is truly capable, there would definitely be many people who would think that he relied on his relationship with you to get to the back door. "

The female reporter was hiding a knife in her smile as she tried to dig out a bit of information.

It would be best if Yang Hao admitted that he had a good relationship with Zhong Wentao and they could make use of this to make a big fuss.

"That's where you're wrong."

Zhong Wentao said with a smile.

Although he wanted to take care of Yang Hao, he did not plan to get involved with Yang Hao too much.

He and Yang Hao were sworn enemies, and it was unnecessary for him to express his feelings publicly.

"It was President Wang Zhanhai of the First People's Hospital who recommended me to participate in the competition. He also gave me the application."

"President Wang Zhanhai?"

Hearing the familiar name, the reporter became even more excited.

He didn't expect that he would be able to get involved with so many big shots by interviewing a small member.

It was fortunate that they had formed a good team earlier, otherwise they would have lost a huge selling point.

With Wang Zhanhai's name, even the way Yang Hao sat at the side was somewhat overshadowed.

Zhong Wentao laughed and told everyone about his relationship with Wang Zhanhai, causing Yang Hao's face to darken even more.

He actually became her companion!

Zhou Cangzhu did not care about anything here. In the blink of an eye, half of a big cake had been eaten.

Perhaps it was due to the appearance of being in a sorry state due to eating the cake, but after finally eating the last mouthful, he was questioned by the female reporter. There was even a piece of cake at the corner of his mouth, making him look like a retarded old man.

"You... Is he the first one to discover Zhong Wentao's talent? "

The reporter hesitated, unsure of the ability of the person in front of him.

"Yes …"

Zhou Cangzhu replied hesitantly.

He had only gone out to take a look out of curiosity due to the accident at the gate, and was entangled by Zhong Wentao until now.

As for talent... Perhaps … The interview continued for two hours, but the female reporter was still not done yet.

If it wasn't for the fact that Yang Hao's expression could not be described with words, she would have interviewed two more people and disappeared.

Zhong Wentao's attitude was too good, and was also very cooperative, causing the female reporter to be very satisfied.

As for Yang Hao, they had long since forgotten about him.

When the reporters left, Yang Hao's complexion turned even worse.

Throwing the cake on the ground ruthlessly, Yang Hao turned and left.

"Big Brother Zhong!"

Zhou Zihan said in dissatisfaction, the cake was specially made for Zhong Wentao, he did not have the time to eat it.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhong Wentao said softly as he looked at Yang Hao's back. He would take back what he had just taken sooner or later.

The next morning, the interview article for the Star of the Day newspaper had already been printed. It occupied a large part of the newspaper page and was read by a lot of people.

Zheng Yu was one of them too. Looking at the picture in front of the table where Yang Hao and Yang Hao were chatting with each other, he felt even more resentful.

He walked over with his own effort, but Zhong Wentao succeeded with his relationship.

Yang Hao and Wang Zhanhai were both Zhong Wentao's connections, how could they not succeed?

"Unfair!" Why are you doing this to me? "Unfair!"