At one o'clock in the afternoon the next day, Mo Yurou came downstairs wearing a skirt. Xiao Zichen was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper. He heard footsteps and glanced at the stairs, then looked at the time and asked.
"What time did you make an appointment?"
"It's two o'clock. It's almost time to drive there. You can wait for me at the company later."
Mo Yurou was afraid that Xiao Zichen would follow, so she reminded her again. Xiao Zichen could only nod his head in resignation, and then the two of them went out.
At about 1:50, Xiao Zichen's car parked on the side of the road in front of the coffee shop. From the car, he could see the familiar person in the coffee shop.
Mo Yurou picked up her bag and was about to open the door when Xiao Zichen pulled her back again.
"How about I go there with you? I won't disturb you. I'll wait for you nearby."
"Okay, husband, what are you worried about? Go to the company. By the way, Ming Haozhe seems to have some things to do in the tourist city, so you can have an interview."
After saying that, Mo Yurou opened the door and walked out.
Looking at Mo Yurou's back, Xiao Zichen looked in the direction of the cafe again.
At this time, Zhuang Junze, who had been waiting for Mo Yurou in the coffee shop, had already seen her and stood up.
Xiao Zichen didn't know why, so he opened the door and got out of the car. He stood in front of the car and looked at the table by the window. Zhuang Junze seemed to have seen Xiao Zichen and nodded towards Xiao Zichen through the glass.
At this time, Mo Yurou had already entered the coffee shop. Zhuang Junze very gentlemanly helped Mo Yurou pull out the chair. After Mo Yurou sat down, he returned to his seat.
Xiao Zichen stood on the side of the road for four or five minutes. When he saw that Zhuang Junze didn't feel anything strange, he drove away.
In the coffee shop, as soon as Mo Yurou sat down, Zhuang Junze called the waiter over.
"any drinks?"
Mo Yurou didn't look at the menu, casually ordered a cup of delicious food and a dessert, then pushed the menu in front of Zhuang Junze.
"What do you want to drink."
Zhuang Junze also said to the waiter without looking at the menu.
"A glass of Americano and a fruit plate, thank you."
After that, the waiter left the table.
"It seems that you and Mr. Xiao have a very good relationship. He actually sent you here in person."
After hearing this, Mo Yurou subconsciously looked at the side of the road and saw Xiao Zichen driving away, then nodded and said.
"He just happened to go to Ming Haozhe to talk about some things about the tourist city. It was just a drop-in. What's the reason for you asking me out today?"
To be honest, if the plagiarism incident hadn't happened, Mo Yurou would still regard Zhuang Junze as her friend. But now, facing Zhuang Junze, Mo Yurou felt somewhat alienated in her heart.
Mo Yurou's expression was a little cold when she spoke. Although she rarely smiled, Zhuang Junze could still feel Mo Yurou's alienation.
Zhuang Junze smiled lightly and said jokingly.
"What, old classmate, can't you just meet up for a cup of coffee? After all, we have been friends for many years."
When Zhuang Junze said this, Mo Yurou also smiled slightly, but this smile was three points cooler than Zhuang Junze's just now.
"Are we really friends? Since we are friends, why would your Sifu Group do such a thing?"
Mo Yurou spoke these words with a deep sense of coldness, her expression was cold and her eyes were sharp, just like the cold-faced Rakshasa at the negotiation table.
After hearing this, Zhuang Junze sighed heavily and was angry. Just as he was about to speak, the waiter came over with the coffee and desserts they ordered. Zhuang Junze could only keep quiet.
"You two, please use it slowly."
After the waiter put down his things, he left quickly.
Zhuang Junze looked at the steaming coffee in front of him, frowned slightly, picked up the cup, took a sip, and then opened his mouth.
"Would you believe me if I only found out about this on the day of the bidding meeting?"
Mo Yurou listened and smiled coldly, Zhuang Junze is the general manager of Sifu Group and the future heir of Sifu Group, how could he not know these things.
If it is just a small project worth several hundred million, it would make sense if he, the general manager, does not know it. However, this tourism city project is not a small sum of money. It is a top-level project in any group. How could Zhuang Junze not
clear.
"Zhuang Junze, do you think I will believe it?"
Mo Yurou did not answer directly, but threw the question to Zhuang Junze.
No, after Zhuang Junze heard this, he smiled bitterly, then sighed softly and said quietly.
"You all think that since I am the future heir to the Sifu Group, I must control everything. But only I know that I am just a puppet."
After Zhuang Junze finished speaking, he lowered his head with a dull expression, holding a spoon in his hand and stirring the cup of coffee in front of him irritably.
When Mo Yurou heard this, she frowned slightly and looked at Zhuang Junze with some surprise, a trace of doubt flashing in her eyes.
Mo Yurou remembered that the Sifu Group was a company controlled by the banker, and Zhuang Junze, as the eldest son of the banker, was the only one to intervene in family affairs. How could the heir to the Sifu Group, who was recognized by the outside world, say such a thing?
Seeing that Mo Yurou didn't speak, Zhuang Junze raised his head, saw the surprise on Mo Yurou's face, smiled faintly, and then sat back on the chair, looking very exhausted.
"Isn't that surprising?"
Mo Yurou saw the self-deprecating expression on Zhuang Junze's face and realized that he was not joking, so she asked.
"What's going on? Haven't you been in charge of the operations of the Sifu Group these years?"
"Yeah, I thought that after doing so much, my father would hand over the group to me, but what I didn't expect was that all I did was just working for others."
Having said this, Zhuang Junze paused, sat up straight again, took a sip of coffee, then took out his phone, found a photo and placed it in front of Mo Yurou, and continued.
"Do you know why we can have our own private oil fields abroad? Outsiders think that our bankers are very wealthy and have good relations with the leaders of the emirates. I used to naively think so. It was not until the end of the bidding meeting that I
Know everything."
Mo Yurou was confused after hearing this, but looking at Zhuang Junze's solemn and disappointed expression, it seemed that this matter was far beyond their imagination.
"Ever heard of a man named Faisal ibn?"
When Mo Yurou heard this, she nodded.
"The oil tycoon of country S owns more than 50% of the oil fields in country S. This person is related to him."
Faisal Ibn is one of the most famous rich men in the world, the oil king of country S. The company is named after his surname, Ibn Petroleum Group, with rich assets and wealth that rivals the country.
Mo Yurou and Xiao Zichen, who are among the richest people in Luo City, are just a drop in the bucket in front of this man. But this man should be over eighty years old, and the man in the photo on Zhuang Junze's cell phone looks at most thirty-five or sixty-six years old.
age.
"This is his grandson, Rahman Ibn. He also has a Chinese name, Zhuang Junhe."
When Mo Yurou heard this, a flash of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she looked up at Zhuang Junze.
Zhuang Junze smiled bitterly at this time and sighed.
"You guessed it right, my half-brother, I didn't expect my father to hide it so deeply. No wonder my father has been doing business in country S for so many years, but he never thought of taking my mother and me back."
In the past, he didn't let me live with him until my mother passed away and I happened to go to college there."
Hearing what Zhuang Junze said, Mo Yurou felt like she had eaten a huge melon. She knew that Zhuang Junze had two younger brothers, but hadn't these two younger brothers been living in country S?
"Those two brothers of yours?"
Mo Yurou asked curiously.
Seeing Mo Yurou ask this question, Zhuang Junze was stunned for a moment, and then said with a self-deprecating expression.
"My two younger brothers were born to my father's concubine. Our family has always kept this fact well hidden. Outsiders thought that the two younger brothers and I were from the same mother. But I was the only one who knew that they were just my father's temporary relatives.
They are two bastards who are greedy for women, so these two people have not been reused in these years."
"So, now the man named Rahman wants to compete with you for the Sifu Group."
Hearing this, Mo Yurou seemed to be able to guess what Zhuang Junze was facing, but Zhuang Junze shook his head and said.
"What is the fight? From the beginning to the end, the Sifu Group does not belong to our banker. I only know now that the Yiben Group is the largest shareholder of the Sifu Group, and my father only owns 15% of the Sifu Group.
of shares.”
After hearing this, there was a question that puzzled Mo Yurou.
"But what do these things have to do with plagiarism of tourism projects?"
"Because Rahman wanted to turn the Sifu Group into a company like the Iben Group. They had never thought of entering the domestic market. It was my insistence on it, and Rahman directly took the initiative, because once it was suspected of plagiarism, then
The Sifu Group will not be able to gain a foothold in the country and will have no choice but to withdraw."