There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Hearing this, Zhen Jiabao glanced at the reporters behind him, and saw that their faces showed a little bit of dissatisfaction, so he couldn't help laughing.

Now that he was in this situation and still wanted to show off, Zhen Jiabao really couldn't understand what Zhen Fugui was thinking.

But now the more Zhen Fugui lost his favor, the happier Zhen Jiabao was, so he didn't say anything, and pushed open the door of the ward.

Zhen Fugui was very uncomfortable lying on the hospital bed. In the past two days in the hospital, he had been blocked by reporters every day. , It is undoubtedly a great torture for Zhen Fugui who regards social status as extremely important.

After he asked the reporters to see Zhen Jiabao, Zhen Jiabao never responded. Zhen Fugui was still angry at first, but when he was about to scold the "reporter" who pushed the door without his consent, he saw Zhen Jiabao's photo. For the past two days, he had been playing wild in his dreams every day, and he was stunned for a moment when he saw the face that made his lungs hurt.

Compared with him, Zhen Jiabao's attitude can be said to be very natural. He went straight into the door, pulled a chair and sat on the head of his bed naturally.

When Zhen Fugui saw Zhen Jiabao, he felt as if he had choked on a piece of wet cotton in his throat and was speechless for a moment. After she sat down, he said dryly, "You're here."

Zhen Fugui's attitude is much better than what Zhen Jiabao heard outside just now. The journalists with very professional ethics did not enter the door with Zhen Jiabao. The corners of the mouth curled up in the slightly weak words.

How about the momentum with the reporter just now?
Zhen Fugui didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior just now. After seeing Zhen Jiabao in a daze for a few seconds, he sat up straight on the hospital bed and inadvertently glanced at the eager reporters outside the door and the guns in their hands. With long guns and short guns, he cleared his throat.

If he wanted to communicate with Zhen Jiabao all of a sudden, there was really nothing to say for a while. Zhen Fugui had already said enough sorry words, and Zhen Jiabao probably didn't want to hear any more.

The atmosphere in the ward was a bit stagnant, and the more autumn the sun was getting hotter, it was about to release its heat at the last moment. The dazzling sunlight shone through the glass windows in the ward, and Zhen Fugui finally cleared his throat.

"As I get older, my body is really failing."

Zhen Fugui betrayed Zhen Jiabao as soon as he opened his mouth. Zhen Jiabao couldn't help raising his eyebrows when he heard the words, thinking that your yell just now didn't look like you were in poor health, you were full of energy.

With the reporter present, Zhen Jiabao couldn't show his disapproval, so he could only hold back the desire to complain and squeeze out a fake smile.

"You are joking."

Zhen Fugui looked at the half-true expression on Zhen Jiabao's face and knew in his heart that he had offended her terribly. If the reporter hadn't conveyed his wish to see her, Zhen Jiabao would not have done it for fear of losing face.

Zhen Fugui thought about it, and now the father and daughter really have nothing to say. He did everything in the past and did not leave himself a way out.

Who would have known that Zhen Jiabao could hook up with He Lianquan, Zhen Fugui's eyelids were loosened, and he took the initiative to say to Zhen Jiabao: "We will take a step back from the past, I am sorry for you and your mother, I will make up for it ...Although you and President Helian have a relationship now, working in Diyan is not good after all."

Zhen Fugui spoke to Zhen Jiabao with confidence, as if he was any loving father in this world who cared about his precious daughter, but Zhen Jiabao knew that Zhen Fugui's thoughts were definitely not that simple.

She was sitting there with a neither salty nor dull expression on her face. She still had the documents she brought over on her lap and folded her hands on the documents. She seemed to be quietly listening to Zhen Fugui's words.

Seeing that she didn't answer, Zhen Fugui sighed sullenly in his heart: "Now that I'm getting old, we still want you to inherit the family property of our Zhen family in the future, so why don't you come back to work in Zhen's family in two days. "

Zhen Fugui made the idea cleverly, without waiting for Zhen Jiabao to agree or refuse, he went on to say: "Back then your mother... indeed had 50.00% of the shares, but these shares have been in my hands for so many years. , Zhen's has also changed from a small company back then to its current scale, and the value of this 50.00% share is really different from before."

After hearing Zhen Fugui's words, Zhen Jiabao knew what his plan was. He was afraid that if he didn't want to lie to himself to go back to work in the Zhen family, and then hang himself by inheriting the Zhen family, he would be able to seize the 50.00% of the shares in hand.

Sure enough, Zhen Fugui spoke uprightly and spoke again to Zhen Jiabao, who had a mocking expression.

"I will make a will. After I die, the entire Zhen family will be yours, but I can't give you all the 50.00% of the shares. I am the one who has created value for these shares over the years. No matter what There is hard work as well as credit.”

Zhen Jiabao blinked knowingly, and she knew that Zhen Fugui would play tricks with her to avoid returning the shares.

Fortunately, she was well prepared, and she frowned with embarrassment on her face and said aggrievedly: "But it was clearly written in the contract back then that my mother owns 50.00% of Zhen's shares. Is it because my mother passed away for so many years?" , are you going to take away the shares that belong to her?"

Zhen Fugui was so angry at her words that his lungs ached. How could this be regarded as stealing the shares?For so many years, he has worked hard to bring the Zhen family from childhood to adulthood, and he has spent more time than Zhen Meixue and Zhen Jiabao combined. Zhen Jiabao's mother just paid some money many years ago, why is she holding a piece of shit now? Is the transfer document going to make him hand over half of Zhen's shares?

Zhen Fugui's face became gloomy, and he taught Zhen Jiabao a lesson: "Jiabao, how did you talk to Dad? Could it be that Dad is reluctant to give you these shares?"

you are.

This idea flashed across the minds of everyone present at the same time, and the screens of the devices in the hands of the reporters who turned on the live broadcast kept flashing: "You are" such barrage comments.

Zhen Jiabao swallowed back the words that he almost blurted out, and patiently expressed his position to Zhen Fugui in front of everyone.

"The shares left by my mother are 50.00% of Zhen's, so I must get all of them. This is the relic she left me. I will never give up a single cent."

Zhen Jiabao's words to Zhen Fugui were neither humble nor overbearing, short and forceful, Zhen Fugui almost rolled his eyes at her indifferent reaction, frowned and asked Zhen Jiabao: "Sooner or later, the Zhen family will be yours, why do you have to treat her right now?" Shares so anxious?"

After hearing Zhen Fugui's words, Zhen Jiabao almost couldn't hold back and wanted to stand up and scold him for being shameless - this is a lie that she was anxious to seize power. Zhen Fugui never let her down. Ashamed.

The onlookers were also shocked by Zhen Fugui's manipulation. Hearing the tone of Zhen Fugui's words, those who didn't know it thought that Zhen Jiabao was trying to seek power and usurp the throne, and his elderly father was trying to persuade him.

Who would have known that these shares were originally owned by Zhen Jiabao, but they had not been taken back for so many years.

Xin Ya, who was in the crowd, couldn't help but hide in the corner and asked, "So Mr. Zhen and Miss Zhen's mother were coerced to share Zhen's property equally? Otherwise, why are you so regretful now?"

Zhen Fugui's old skin piled up on his face and formed a gully. At this time, the loose skin was trembling and he shouted at the door: "I didn't see my daughter and I were talking. This is not a press conference. There are no seats for you to speak. .”

A reporter turned on the live broadcast, and the camera was facing Zhen Fugui's old face. Almost immediately, countless negative comments about Zhen Fugui flashed across the screen.

Now Xin Ya shut up, but other reporters were not happy, and directly copied Zhen Fugui's background.

"Didn't Mr. Zhen invite us to report on the meeting between you and Miss Zhen Jiabao?"

This reporter wasn't really outspoken, he just deliberately wanted to make Zhen Fugui feel ashamed in order to make the live broadcast of colleagues from the same company more prosperous.

But hearing it in Zhen Jiabao's ears, it made her use the topic again.

"Father, Bai Qingqing used the news media to slander and slander me, but now you follow her example and want to continue treating me like this?"

Zhen Jiabao questioned Zhen Fugui with a slightly higher voice, and successfully watched Zhen Fugui's old face turn from healthy to red, and he said from embarrassment, "Listen to their nonsense, they are just scaremongering for the news."

The reporters all said unfairly: "At the beginning, we were asked to send a message to Ms. Zhen that we wanted to meet, but now Ms. Zhen refuses to admit it after she comes. I'm afraid Mr. Zhen's behavior is disgraceful."

Zhen Jiabao followed suit, looking at Zhen Fugui with a hurt expression in disbelief.

"What the hell is going on, is what they say true?"

Zhen Jiabao played the image of a little girl who was deceived by her biological father very well.I feel pity for seeing the reporters. The balance in my heart is even more inclined to Zhen Jiabao's side.

Zhen Fugui didn't expect that the current reporters would be so arrogant, they dared to take Zhen Fugui's face back then, and didn't take him seriously.

But now the most important thing is Zhen Jiabao, Zhen Fugui suppressed the anger in his heart and emphasized again to Zhen Jiabao: "I just want to see you, is there any problem?"

Zhen Jiabao didn't bother with him anymore, he stood up and took two steps to put the file on the phone on Zhen Fugui's bedside table.

"This is the share transfer contract left to me by my mother. There are still some necessary procedures. You can sign it after checking if there is no problem. I will take it away in a while."

Zhen Fugui took a look at the thin folder, and forced himself to say: "You came here to see me today just for the shares, right? You..."

"So what is it!"

Zhen Jiabao finally couldn't control himself, and shouted loudly at Zhen Fugui.

"This is my mother's legacy. I didn't know that I could let it stay in other people's hands, but now that I know the existence of these shares, it is absolutely impossible for my mother's heart to be ruined like this."

As soon as Zhen Jiabao came to the hospital, he pretended to be low-key and still admired Zhen Fugui. He had been feeling uncomfortable for a long time. Don't mention how happy he was when he yelled out with Zhen Fugui at this time.

But after the fun is over, there is still a need to deal with the aftermath. Zhen Jiabao has not forgotten the cameras and cameras at the door, and there are even a few who are holding up their mobile phones to broadcast live. After she shouted these two sentences to Zhen Fugui, the bullet screen was full of applause.

"You did a good job, you should have had a good fight with Zhen Fugui long ago."

"If I were Zhen Jiabao, I would remove his hospital bed first when I entered the door."

The hot-tempered netizens have long looked down on Zhen Fugui, and are even secretly annoyed by Zhen Jiabao's indecision.