There is a group of rats living in the sewers. They come out of the sewers every night and then go to the fixed trash cans to find food.
One day, when they were looking for food in the trash can, a wild cat suddenly appeared. The group of mice dispersed, but there was one mouse that was desperate for food and refused to escape. The result can be imagined. .
Practice brings experience. I have to say that Qin Dajun has been a paparazzi for seven years. His experience is quite rich. He knows what plot to use and what language to use to catch others' attention.
Two days of sporadic revelations have made netizens more and more suspicious of Zheng Wuming. Most of those who came to support Zheng Wuming have become silent. Only a small number of people still insist that Zheng Wuming is innocent. But two days have passed. Zheng Wuming did not come out to explain the situation. As a result, this small group of people even fought back and felt a little guilty.
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In the office of Swiss Thunder Investment Branch.
Zheng Wuming sat behind the desk. His face looked a little haggard. He rubbed his dizzy head with his hands. He looked at the computer screen. A helpless smile appeared on his face.
Cruel. This move is too cruel.
Even though he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Yan Murong's trick was really good. This guy had prepared everything a long time ago and was waiting for him to come to the door. But he just happened to bump into it.
"Bang bang bang."
At this time, there was a knock on the office door. After Zheng Wuming called out to come in, Song Xueli opened the door and walked in. However, looking at him panting, it seemed that he had run all the way.
"Zheng - Mr. Zheng, the old chairman is here." Song Xueli said anxiously.
"Old Chairman." Zheng Wuming was stunned for a moment. Then he understood. The old Chairman Song Xueli mentioned was his grandfather. But he was very surprised. Why did his grandfather come suddenly at this time? And he hadn't been here for the past two days. What should I call myself to explain?
"Where are you?" Zheng Wuming asked.
"We're already downstairs," Song Xueli said.
"Let's go. Follow me down and pick him up." Zheng Wuming quickly stood up, straightened his somewhat messy suit, adjusted the expression on his face, and walked quickly out the door.
Although he was embarrassed by Yan Murong's actions, he still didn't lose his pride in his bones. He didn't want his grandfather to see his decadent and helpless expression.
As soon as he reached the elevator door, the elevator made a soft "ding" sound. The elevator door opened. Mr. Zheng, dressed in a white Tang suit, walked out of the elevator, leaning on a cane, accompanied by two bodyguards in black suits.
"Grandpa, why are you here?" Zheng Wuming hurriedly walked up, supported Mr. Zheng's other arm, and asked with a smile. "Although your body is strong, you won't be overwhelmed by running such a long distance."
"Let's go to the office and talk." Mr. Zheng said expressionlessly. No emotion could be heard in either his face or his tone. That's what made Zheng Wuming feel even more uncomfortable. He knew that the old man was very disappointed in him.
When he went to France to see Yan Murong, he didn't call Mr. Zheng to inquire. Now the old man came in person. Even if he didn't say anything, he knew the reason.
He helped the old man to the door of the office. He waved away Song Xueli and the two bodyguards, then opened the door and walked in.
He helped Mr. Zheng sit down on the sofa. Zheng Wuming made another cup of tea and placed it in front of the old man. Then, he suddenly bent his knees and knelt on the ground with a "bang".
Silence. There was a brief silence in the office.
Seeing Zheng Wuming kneel down, Mr. Zheng didn't say anything. He just stared at Zheng Wuming for a while, then sighed and shook his head and said, "Get up."
"I'm sorry, grandpa, for disappointing you." Zheng Wuming did not get up. He lowered his head and said in a deep voice.
"Get up." Mr. Zheng sighed again. He leaned forward, took Zheng Wuming's arm and pulled him up from the ground. He said, "You are right. I am indeed disappointed."
Seeing the look in the old man's eyes, Zheng Wuming really didn't know what to say. He could only sit down and wait for the old man to continue talking.
"Unnamed. Do you remember what I told you?" Mr. Zheng asked in a deep voice.
"Remember." Zheng Wuming nodded. "You told me not to be too hasty in anything I do. Stay calm."
"Yes. That's what I told you." Mr. Zheng nodded and said, "But you still didn't listen to me."
"Don't say you're sorry." Mr. Zheng interrupted Zheng Wuming and said, "I just want to know what happened to you recently. You are not the Zheng Wuming you used to be - you are starting to become impatient. Shen Bu Stay calm. And you won’t think too much when doing things.”
"I-----"
Zheng Wuming opened his mouth. In the end, no words came out.
He didn't know what was wrong with him. When he met any opponent before, he could deal with it calmly with a smile until he beat the opponent to pieces. But since meeting Yan Murong, he found that he was restrained in every way. Gradually .He became like this.
"Because you panicked." Mr. Zheng said suddenly. "You were frightened by Yan Murong's methods."
"I don't-----"
"Listen to me." Mr. Zheng waved his hand to signal Zheng Wuming not to speak. "You didn't lose to Yan Murong. You lost to yourself - whether it's a conspiracy or a conspiracy. This There are only two methods in the world: yin and yang. However, there is no distinction between yin and yang in Yan Murong's methods. In the past, you were used to taking one step at a time and seeing ten steps at a time. You could clearly see any way out. He is different. He takes one step at a time. No one knows which way he is going before he takes a step, and no one knows whether he will step with his left foot or his right foot first. That’s why you are everywhere. Suffer a loss-----If you suffer a lot, you will panic."
Ginger is still as spicy as he is old. Fox is as cunning as ever. Mr. Zheng’s words directly revealed the reason for Zheng Wuming’s failure.
Yes. Zheng Wuming was a little panicked. He was caught off guard by Yan Murong's series of tricks. Although he tried hard to stabilize the situation, he was still worried about becoming the sinner of the Zheng family.
"What should I do?" Zheng Wuming raised his head and looked at Mr. Zheng with pleading eyes and asked.
"There is no way. Everything is a foregone conclusion." Mr. Zheng sighed and shook his head. "The Yan family will take action soon. I don't expect them to hold back. But, at least before it is completely irreversible, it is better to talk to Yan Murong. Let’s talk.”
"He wanted Thunder to invest. I didn't agree." Zheng Wuming said.
"I know." Mr. Zheng nodded and said, "If it were me, I wouldn't agree ----- let's go. I'll go to France with you again."