My friend's uncle took a fancy to me

At this moment, in a private room of a high-end private club.

Li Yuxuan lowered his head and whispered to Shen Yi beside him, "Hey! Why is your dad here too?! Judging from the situation today, he's going to make Old Zhou suffer."

Shen Yi glanced at Zhou Qizheng, who was sandwiched between Shen's father and Liu Dongyi. "Not really. My dad is a paper tiger. He gets drunk after just a few drinks. But my cousin, the mayor, is a big drinker."

Li Yuxuan became even more worried: "What should we do? New hatred is added to old hatred. You have to save your brother. The old hatred is Lao Zhou's own, but this new hatred is because of you."

"Don't worry, he won't dare to do anything too extreme. What good will it do to provoke Qi Zheng? If he's really angry, moving the Jiang Heng branch away will reduce tax revenue. As for my dad..."

Shen Yi sneered and continued, "He's just feeling unbalanced."

Zhou Qizhen had just drunk a glass of wine offered by Liu Dongyi.

Father Shen, who was sitting next to him, said, "Qi Zheng! Is there no turning back?"

Zhou Qizhen has been a leader in the business world for over a decade, handling all kinds of cunning and calculating situations with ease. If an ordinary person were to ask him such a foregone conclusion question, he wouldn't have to answer the question in a gentle and polite manner.

But this man is my good friend's father, and I can't tell the old man that your son wants to stay away from you.

"Uncle Shen, we decided to relocate after several rounds of research. In order to go public next year, the technology company must relocate this year."

Zhou Qizheng glanced at his friend sitting across from him, then whispered, "Also, when Jiang Heng built their new headquarters two years ago, in addition to the building for the technology company, they also reserved a piece of land for a future technology exhibition hall. The project's early planning has already been approved by the relevant government departments, and it will be ready for launch next spring."

"If I stay in Haicheng, I can also go public. I will invest more then. I am old and pitiful. My children are getting further and further away from me as I grow old."

Mr. Shen understood why they had to relocate, but when he thought about his son not caring about his own company and traveling so far, even though it was only a two or three hour drive, and then he could find any excuse not to go home during holidays, he felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Zhou Qizhen and Shen Yi were college classmates and they co-founded a technology company during their college years.

At that time, Shen Yi had some conflicts with his family and wanted to start a business, but he did not have much start-up capital. Zhou Qizhen also had constant conflicts with his family because of his mother's problems. In order to get start-up capital, he threatened his father that he would sell his stocks if he did not invest.

Zhou's father was so angry that his blood pressure soared, and in the end he had no choice but to invest 10 million yuan in his son's start-up capital. Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the two of them relied on the continuous enrichment of their products, from the initial single innovation, to rapidly expanding to cutting-edge technologies in multiple fields, and their market share grew at an astonishing rate, like an unstoppable technological storm.

Because of Zhou Qizhen's success, Zhou's father secretly felt fortunate that he had invested in his son's business.

Zhou Qizheng's success made him the envy of others in his social circle. His son's ability made him feel confident in handing over the family company to his son early on.

As great as Zhou's father's joy was, Shen's father's regret was as deep. He regretted not supporting Shen Yi in the beginning. But now, since it was Jiang Heng Group's investment in the beginning, for the management and development of the enterprise, he had to move the technology company to Jiang Heng's headquarters.

Thinking of this, Father Shen sighed again, knowing that no matter how much he said, it would be of no use.

"Okay, I got it. Come, Uncle Shen will give you a toast. When you arrive in Hangzhou, it will be your territory. I'll trouble you to take good care of Shen Yi in the future." After saying that, he was about to pour wine for Zhou Qizhen.

Zhou Qi was busy stopping Father Shen, taking the wine dispenser from his hand, and filling his and his glasses: "Uncle, you are too polite, I should be the one toasting you."

Then he turned slightly to the side, turned his gaze to Liu Dongyi, and continued: "And Mayor Liu, I toast to you two. Thank you for your support for Shen Yi and me. If it weren't for you elders who helped guide us younger generations, how could we be where we are today."

Liu Dongyi listened to Zhou Qizheng's sweet words and looked at the wine he offered. Humph! He was so young but so cunning. He didn't support him at all. He wanted to stop him but failed. Knowing that the young man in front of him was trying to give him a way out, he didn't say anything more and drank the wine in his hand.

"Mr. Zhou, you're welcome."

But it's really a pity that such an outstanding young man cannot become his son-in-law. He feels bad when he thinks of his daughter crying because Zhou Qizhen does not agree to the marriage.

What made him even more upset was that Zhou Qizhen moved the company that seemed to have the greatest potential to become the largest tax revenue provider in Haicheng.

In the following toasts, most of the toasts from others were taken by Secretary Ding.

But Zhou Qizhen still drank a lot and didn't eat anything at noon.

On the way back to the hotel, Zhou Qi was resting on the backrest of the car with his eyes closed. At this time, the burning sensation in his stomach became more and more intense.

When I arrived at the hotel, I was pale because of stomachache and lay sickly on the big bed.

Li Yuxuan was afraid that something was wrong with him and insisted on sending him to the hospital.

"Lao Zhou, you should go to the hospital. I'm worried about you."

Li Yuxuan remembered that when Zhou Qizhen had just taken over Jiang Heng, the veterans on the board of directors felt that he was young and inexperienced, and that the success of the technology company was due to good luck. A few old guys who were ready to make moves made things difficult for him. He worked day and night, had social engagements, couldn't eat on time every day, and drank so much alcohol that he was hospitalized three times for stomach pain within a year.

"I'm fine. I'll just take some painkillers."

Li Yuxuan turned around to pour him some water, and saw Zhou Qi opening his eyes and saying weakly, "By the way, please call Lin Lin for me later to ask if she's back and if she's had dinner."

Li Yuxuan raised the corner of his mouth and smirked, "Hey! Are you sure you want me to ask Lin Lin? You're in this state, and you're still wondering if she's eaten."

Zhou Qizheng ignored his teasing, closed his eyes again, raised his right arm, and placed his forearm above his forehead: "Stop talking nonsense."

Li Yuxuan poured him a cup of hot water and placed it on the bedside table. After making sure that he was really okay, he took his phone and walked out.

I walked to the hotel corridor and called Lin Lin: "Hello! Lin Lin, have you three returned to the hotel?"

"I'll be right back. We went out to celebrate. We secured an order today."

"Then hurry back. Your uncle has a stomach ailment and is in so much pain that he's almost dying."

"Ah? Then which hospital is my uncle in now? I'll rush over right away." Lin Lin was so scared that she burst into tears after hearing what Li Yuxuan said. She knew that her uncle had stomach problems, but she didn't expect it to be so serious this time.

Hearing the girl crying on the other end of the phone, Li Yuxuan hurriedly explained: "Don't cry! Why are you still crying? Your uncle is fine."