Cheng Haochen picked up the document and looked at it carefully, his brows furrowing deeper and deeper.
After a moment, he put the documents on the table, looked up at Zhao Rubing, and said in a serious tone: "Stop all these projects."
"What?" Zhao Rubing was extremely shocked. She put up the glasses on her nose and frowned, "Mr. Cheng... you said you stopped all projects?"
Cheng Haochen held his temple with one hand and waved to her, "Director Zhao, just do what I want."
Although Zhao Rubing was confused, she could only follow her boss's orders and had no right to question.
She picked up the file and turned around to go out.
Cheng Haochen turned around and looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, his handsome eyebrows knitted together...
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"Master Chen, if you call me here this time, will you ask me to make that multi-kilowatt electric light again?" Zhang Yueze walked in with a carefree look, an uninhibited smile on his face.
Cheng Haochen gently swayed the amber wine in the glass. Although his handsome face exuded an extraordinary temperament, there was an indescribable taste hidden between his brows.
"Why is it like a rag on the dinner table, as if it has tasted all the sweet, bitter, and spicy..." Zhang Yueze put a hand on his shoulder and blinked at him.
Cheng Haochen ignored him and drank the wine in his glass, sip after sip.
"What's wrong? You had a fight with Keqing?...You won't ask me to be the peacemaker?"
Cheng Haochen finally raised his head and glanced at him, "There's something wrong with me. I asked you to be a peacemaker."
Zhang Yueze sat down next to him, poured himself a glass of wine, and took a sip, "Hey, what's wrong with talking? You have to talk about feelings. It's great to be like me, happy as a god, this is life."
"Don't get too proud too soon. The more unrestrained you are now, the more miserable your retribution will be. It's not that you won't repay it, it's just that the time has not yet come."
"I'm waiting!" Zhang Yueze looked disdainful, his smile full of cynicism.
"By the way, didn't you say you wanted to see me if you had something to do?" He put away his playful smile and became serious.
"I want you to do me a favor?"
"Well, tell me."
"I want you to help find some companies that have a relatively large demand for crude oil and ask them to release some false news."
Zhang Yueze's face was full of confusion, "What is the purpose of doing this?"
"I want to set a trap for Mr. Jia to jump into."
The doubts on Zhang Yueze's face became thicker, and he looked at him suspiciously, "Why do you do this?"