In an independent inquiry room in the south building, Lu Zechen was wearing wireless headphones. When he heard the last sentence in the room, the corners of his mouth rose crazily.
——I belong only to Lu Zechen.
Xiao Nizi, if she usually says a few more words like this, it’s just whatever she says.
The curvature of the corners of his mouth was exaggerated, forming an obvious bracket on both sides, and the tenderness and tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.
Next to him, Lu Muyan caught a glimpse of his expression, and goosebumps appeared on his arms.
"Brother, can you stop smiling like that? It's so scary."
Lu Zechen put one hand on the table and tapped his fingers. Not only did his smile not shrink, but it seemed to get worse.
Lu Muyan rubbed his arms and moved a little to the side.
The door to the inquiry room opened, and Lu Chengping walked in with a tea cup. The nearly fifty-year-old man looked like a veteran cadre.
Lu Muyan sat up straight and said, "Dad."
Lu Chengping responded and looked at Lu Zechen.
Lu Zechen took off his headphones and suppressed his smile, "Uncle Lu, thank you for your hard work."
"It's not hard work." Lu Chengping smiled, sat down, and said, "In our position, the money earned is not hard work."
Lu Zechen smiled knowingly, leaned back on the chair leisurely, and said, "When this matter is over, I will thank you again."
Lu Chengping waved her hand and said jokingly: "If you really thank me, if things work out in the future, don't just say that we know each other."
Lu Zechen curled his lips and said, "I'm going to make this difficult for you."
Lu Chengping sighed and said, "What your dad did is too unethical. I won't step on him, but I can't help him either."
He said, glanced at Lu Zechen, and then said: "Look at this situation, you have to deal with your father and second child. It is an easy task. Why go through such a big detour, go into a big fight, and make it impossible for your grandma to step down?"
As someone of the same generation, Lu Chengping really looked down on what Lu Mujiang did, but she also felt sad. Lu Mujiang was born at the wrong time. When he was young, he should have opened up new territories and expanded his territory, but his mother suppressed him. In middle age,
My mother finally let go of the power, and my son came up again.
If Lu Mujiang wanted to seize power, he might have had a chance a few years ago. In recent years, people from the younger generation have come forward, and Lu Zechen's social circle alone is enough for him to drink from.
Lu Zechen smiled and said nothing, stood up, poured himself a cup of tea, and said, "Grandma is old, it's time to rest."
He didn't like being controlled by Lu Mujiang, and naturally he didn't like everything Jiang Xiu left in the Lu family.
Take this opportunity to clean everything up.
Of course, this is not the most important thing.
The most important thing is that he said that he would let Jiang Xiu invite Gu Lian in and he would never break his promise.
For the rest of his life, he will first set rules for his family so that they know that he, Lu Zechen, is the one in charge, and it is best to be polite to his women.
"Forget it, you kids are getting older and we can't keep up." Lu Chengping sighed.
Lu Zechen was silent.
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After Gu Lian taught Lu Chiwen a lesson, she ignored him and asked him to leave him on the roadside to blow into the cold wind. She drove back to the city.
On the way, the bodyguard reminded her: "Miss Gu, the young master seems to have come out."
After hearing this, Gu Lian parked on the side of the road and turned on his cell phone.
There is only one message.
——I'll be home soon.
Gu Lian breathed a sigh of relief and saw the news pop-up above.
She clicked on it and saw that it was about Lu Zechen.
About five minutes ago, Lu Zechen was "escorted" by people from the Procuratorate and walked around the city before returning to Xicheng.