Hey! Host! I asked you to have a child, not to have a strategy.

The two of them stayed together for a while. If Zhao Lei hadn't knocked on the door, brought a notebook, and said that there was an online meeting abroad, they would have had another fight.

Meng Jiuan started a video conference in Zhu Baishao's room.

Zhu Baishao was thinking about how to get Aunt An out of the way in the evening. Suddenly, she opened WeChat and found Zhu Baizhi. Seeing that she had not replied to the message she sent her at noon, she had an idea.

"Aunt An, I don't know where Bai Zhi has gone. I sent her a message but she didn't reply. Do you have time to go to her school now? I'm a little worried about her."

I sent the message to Aunt An, and soon I received a reply.

Aunt An: I sent her a message today and she didn't reply

Auntie An: Do you think she is avoiding us on purpose? Is she ashamed of us? That ungrateful person! She is so noble, she doesn't even think about where the money for her food, drinks and entertainment comes from.

Auntie An withdrew a message

Aunt An: Okay, Shaoshao, don’t worry, I’ll drive over there soon.

It is now around 4 o'clock in the afternoon. It will take Aunt An an hour to drive back and forth even if there is no traffic jam. So let's use this hour to deal with Hong Wenjun.

Zhu Baishao took out the Charming Witch lipstick from the system space, raised her chin in front of the mirror, and applied it carefully. The retro red lipstick pressed on her lips, looking extremely gorgeous.

Even Meng Jiuan, who was in a meeting, almost lost his mind when he glanced over inadvertently.

Zhu Baishao adjusted her skirt, walked over to him and leaned over and said, "You go to the meeting first. I'm going to visit an 'elder' and will be back soon."

Meng Jiuan didn't care that they were in a multinational meeting. He just pinched her chin and kissed her on the lips, "Come back soon."

On the other side of the ocean, looking at the two well-matched people on the projection screen, the blond-haired and blue-eyed foreign customers couldn't help but raise their eyebrows in admiration. They have always been open-minded and really appreciate such loving and well-matched young people.

After Zhu Baishao left, the foreign client on the other end of the video praised: "Meng, your wife is such a beauty. If I were still young, I would definitely fly over to compete with you."

The indifference in Meng Jiuan's eyes disappeared, and a gentle smile appeared on his lips. "Thank you for the compliment. Although she is not my wife yet, no one else will have another chance."

"Meng, you have to work hard. A beauty like this will have many suitors! I wish you can get her as soon as possible!"

"Thank you for your kind words."

……

Zhu Baishao went down to the garage and found that Aunt An's parking space was empty. It seemed that she had gone to Zhu Baizhi's school.

After changing into slippers in the car, she drove her Porsche towards Ditian Building.

Along the way, Zhu Baishao thought about the talisman she carried with her to smother monsters, the fighting skills of Mai Shiranui's version that could be used to fight back, and the lipstick of the enchanting witch, so this trip should be foolproof.

Ditian Building is an asset of the Hong family. It has a total of 23 floors, 18 above ground and 5 underground. Most of them are rented out, and only the top floor and the fourth and fifth floors below ground are retained by Hong Wenjun.

They announced to the public that the Ditian Building had a total of 22 floors, and the underground fifth floor was concealed and used by Hong Wenjun to handle things that could not appear in the public eye.

The receptionist was very surprised when she saw Zhu Baishao coming over.

Because the 18th to 20th floors were an entertainment company, she thought Zhu Baishao was a trainee who had not yet debuted, and blushed and whispered, "Miss, can I have an autograph..."

Zhu Baishao was stunned for a moment, then smiled, signed for her, and then said with a smile: "I'm not a star, I want to see Director Hong, I wonder if he is here?"

The receptionist was even more shy, "Sorry, sorry... You are so pretty, I thought you would be very popular..."

"Director Hong? He left a message. You can take the elevator directly to the top floor. I will call and inform the top floor."

Zhu Baishao nodded in thanks and turned to walk towards the elevator. The receptionist still had a burning gaze in her eyes and went over to press the elevator button for her. She didn't look away until the elevator she was riding went up. Only then did she reluctantly look away and go back to the front desk.

The top floor of Ditian Building.

When Hong Wenjun heard his men say that Miss Zhu had arrived, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly.

Why did you come so early? Are you afraid it will be unsafe if you come late?

As he was thinking, he heard his son beside him curiously ask: "Dad, which Miss Zhu?"

Hong Wenjun frowned, the stunning glimpse that day emerged in her mind. Then she looked at her son and couldn't help feeling a little disgusted. It would be better for such a peerless beauty to be enjoyed alone.

So he said in a calm tone: "What does Miss Zhu have to do with you? You have the time to ask about my affairs. Why don't you just go home? Your mother just sent a message to urge you."

His son looked similar to him, but much younger, but his face looked weaker. At first glance, he looked like a dandy boy whose body had been drained by alcohol and sex.

He smiled awkwardly, sniffed, and moved closer to Hong Wenjun, lowering his voice and saying, "Dad, um, can you give me some more..."

Hong Wenjun looked at his son's gloomy face and his slightly narrowed and lifeless eyes with a look of disapproval, and said in dissatisfaction: "How many times have I told you that it is not a good thing, stay away from it!"

His son took a piece of tissue from the table, wiped his nose, sniffed and said, "Dad! Just this time, just this time, please..."

"Dad, if you promise me, I will leave, otherwise I will stay!"

He is not a fool. The woman who can be treated so thoughtfully by his father must be a great beauty. Even if he can't have a share of the pie, he must at least get some benefits.

Hong Wenjun's face darkened and his aura suddenly changed, which frightened his son so much that he shrank his head, but he couldn't help but let his nose run again, so he quickly sniffed.

Well, it's because I smoked too much of that stuff and I can't control myself.

Hong Wenjun thought that he only had this one son, and sighed inwardly. He waved his hand and called someone over, asking him to take his son to get those things.

Zhu Baishao arrived just as his son left.

Zhu Baishao thought that it took 34 seconds to go from the first floor to the eighteenth floor. This was a dedicated elevator, and even if other factors were taken into account, it would take almost one minute.

"Hello, Miss Zhu?"

The young man who was responsible for guiding Zhu Baishao to the elevator entrance couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he saw Zhu Baishao, who was wearing a light pink long dress and was extremely beautiful. He was amazed but also felt sorry for her. Isn't it like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth for a girl like this to enter the top floor?

Pity.

After sending her to the door, the guards outside stepped back a little. They did not dare to disturb the director's good deeds.

After entering the room, Zhu Baishao glanced around calmly, his eyebrows moving slightly.

The room is decorated with a strong scholarly atmosphere. Not to mention the all-rosewood furniture, even the calligraphy and paintings hanging on the wall are works of ancient masters. If they were put up for auction, the price would be over 100 million.