She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Zhou Gu narrowed his eyes slightly and glanced at the report sheet.

No need to look, this must be the paternity test between him and Yang Yang.

They are not related by blood, so what is shown above is naturally not the biological father and son.

But so what?

Whoever he wants to appoint as his successor will be the next person in power of the Zhou family.

Who dares to question his decision-making?

You have to use the right place to rely on your old man and show off your old age. If you act in front of him, you have to weigh it carefully and see if you have that ability.

"What does it matter if he is my seed? As long as he is a gentle son, he is qualified to inherit everything from me."

"You, you..." The old uncle was so angry that his face turned blue and purple, and his chest felt violent.

"That is the property left by the ancestors of the Zhou family. It does not belong to Zhou Gu alone. You can give the Zhou family to someone with a foreign surname to try."

Zhou Gu slowly stood up from the chair, leaned forward to support the table with both hands, and said word by word:

"I'll say it again, the heir to the Zhou family can only be born from a warm heart. If you don't consider anything else, just give up on it."

"You... are a traitor and a prodigal."

Zhou Gu was too lazy to pay attention to him, picked up the phone on the table and walked straight outside.

Momo was born of warmth, so he would naturally train him well and let him inherit his family property.

As for the little guy named Yangyang, he is not a gentle son to begin with.

After he finds his biological parents, he may even disdain the Zhou family's little family fortune.

The old uncle looked at his cold and arrogant back and shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Zhou Gu, if you insist on going your own way, the Zhou family will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later."

Zhou Gu kept walking, and said coldly as he walked: "Then just destroy it."

"you……"

After walking out of the conference room, Zhou Gu tilted his head and asked A Kun beside him, "What's going on with the Wang family?"

Akun quickly took out his cell phone from his pocket, pulled out a text message and handed it to him.

The information was sent by a doctor from the Wang family's medical team, reporting to A Kun on the situation there.

Zhou Gu glanced casually and saw that the operation went smoothly. He subconsciously raised the corners of his lips and was sincerely happy for his wife.

After today, the reputation of the miracle doctor Guiluo will probably rise to a higher level.

"Prepare the car and go to Wang's house."

Regardless of whether she wanted to see him or not, he should go and say hello.

Akun said 'yes' and walked with him towards the elevator entrance.

At this time, Xu Yang came out of the Special Assistant Office and was in a hurry.

Seeing Zhou Gu walking out, he quickly called out to him.

"Mr. Zhou, there is something wrong with a batch of smart butlers that we put into production some time ago. The factory invites you to go over in person to discuss the solution."

Zhou Gu slowly stopped and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"You can't go for me?"

Seeing his gloomy face, Xu Yang vaguely guessed where he was going.

Normally, he would have responded naturally, but this time...

"That batch of smart butlers is supplied to major political institutions in Kyoto, so there is no room for carelessness."

After saying that, he turned his eyes and winked at A Kun, asking him to persuade him quickly.

Akun rolled his eyes.

see what he does?

Could it be that the boss would not listen to him?

But when we work together, we still need to help.

Otherwise, if the tyrant sends him to Africa to dig coal, no one will intercede for him.

"Boss, Madam has just completed a four-hour operation. She must be very tired. How about letting her rest for a while first."

Zhou Gu glanced at him coldly, and after standing there for a moment, he turned around and walked towards the CEO's office.

"..."

"..."

...

A small farm a hundred miles away in the eastern suburbs.

In the simple room, a small figure was lying on the wooden bed, his whole body twitching violently.

A bodyguard in black standing beside the bed looked at the compatriots beside him and said in a trembling voice:

"Now, call the second lady again, otherwise someone will die."