Chapter 102 Commission(1/3)
Spring passed and autumn came, and it was 90 years in a blink of an eye.
The spring in auspicious spring is not long. After the cold, it enters warm spring and everything revives. After spring comes, summer follows one after another.
Although it is not as hot as in the south, the heat in midsummer is unbearable, but the heat is not low either.
Wang Zhong was lying on the sofa, holding a piece of watermelon in his hand and enjoying it.
The electric fan next to the sofa was blowing loudly, and the cartoon "Havoc in Heaven" was playing on the TV. Wang Zhong, who was almost forty years old, was actually watching it enthusiastically.
Zheng Juan sat next to her and ate a small part of the watermelon in her hand. She sat directly on the ground with her little tail, holding a piece of watermelon in both hands, and stared at the picture on the TV while gnawing.
"Don't cut the watermelon like this next time. Peel it and cut it into cubes. Put it on a plate and eat it with a fork."
Zheng Juan smiled and said, "Okay!"
"Jingle Bell!"
Suddenly, a phone call came from behind her. Zheng Juan put down the watermelon in her hand and walked over to pick it up.
"Hey, who is this?"
"Bingkun, it's the eldest brother, I want you to answer the phone."
Wang Zhong stood up reluctantly.
He was still complaining, "There must be nothing good happening this late at night!"
"Okay, hurry over, big brother is waiting." Zheng Juan put the microphone on the table and pushed Wang Zhong over.
"Hello!"
Ever since he forgave this guy last time, he has been pushing his limits a bit. He and Hao Dongmei ran to Wang Zhong's house and brought gifts to the children, under the pretext of repairing the relationship with the children.
, to restore the image of the couple in the eyes of the children.
"Bingkun! Dongmei's mother is seriously ill and hospitalized!" Zhou Bingyi's voice could not hide his sadness on the phone.
"Seriously ill and hospitalized?" Wang Zhong didn't feel any trouble after hearing this, but Zhou Bingyi suddenly called him to inform him. There must be some purpose.
"Dongmei's mother wants to see you." Sure enough, Zhou Bingyi's voice sounded again.
"No time!"
Wang Zhong decisively refused without thinking.
He directly blocked out the rest of what Zhou Bingyi had prepared.
When Wang Zhong and Zheng Juan were taking care of Ma Shouchang, they would rush to the hospital at random and deliver two meals a day. They also acted as free drivers, picking up and delivering Ma Shouchang.
But here we are, Jin Yueji.
Zhou Bingyi didn't understand what Wang Zhong meant, but thinking about Jin Yueji's appearance on the hospital bed just now, how could he just sit back and ignore it.
"Bingkun, listen to me..."
"Okay, don't waste your time. Even if you say hell, I won't go. She and I are not familiar with each other, and we have never met each other a few times. If you have the time, think more about what to do.
Take care of her!"
After saying this, Wang Zhong immediately hung up the phone.
On the other end of the phone, at the hospital counter, listening to the busy signal coming from the phone, Zhou Bingyi suddenly turned into a bitter look and put down the phone in his hand, his brows filled with helplessness and despair.
Wang Zhong's temper has improved over the past few years, and Zhou Bingyi can be considered as having little success. If Wang Zhong himself is not willing, then it will be useless whether he is soft or hard.
With heavy steps, Zhou Bingyi returned to the ward.
Jin Yueji was lying on the bed, with a needle in her hand and infusion.
Hao Dongmei was sitting by the bed, holding a thermos box in her hand and feeding Jin Yueji.
Seeing Zhou Bingyi come in, Jin Yueji quickly asked, "What did he say?"
Zhou Bingyi walked to the opposite side of the hospital bed and poured a glass of water. He walked to the bedside and placed it on the small cabinet beside the bed. He shook his head, "He said he has been too busy recently and has no time to come over."
Jin Yueji's face froze, and then her eyes that were still full of expectation dimmed instantly. "It seems that he still hates me in his heart."
"That's right! If I were him, I would be the same."
"Hey!" Jin Yueji sighed, pushed Hao Dongmei's food in front of her mouth, and said, "I'm full."
"Mom!" Hao Dongmei said in a anxious tone, "How much did you eat just now?"
"Mom, don't be like this. You still have to eat, and taking good care of yourself is the most important thing. I will go find him in person tomorrow." Looking at Jin Yueji's current appearance, although Zhou Bingyi knew that there was little hope, he still couldn't bear it after all.
Jin Yueji said nothing, but her expression could not hide her loneliness.
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On that day, the sky was gloomy, the air was dull, and a little hot. Wang Zhong drove to the company and went straight upstairs. The construction of the new campus of Jichun University started last spring. The construction stopped in the winter. But after the spring of this year, it started again immediately.
Return to work.
Nowadays, the main bodies of several buildings have been almost completed.
As soon as Wang Zhong arrived outside the office, a secretary in a suit and tie greeted him first, "Mr. Zhou, Sun Qianchao, Mr. Sun came here early in the morning. I asked him to wait for you in the office."
"Okay, I understand, go and do your work!"
Opening the door, Sun Chanchao was sitting on the sofa, bored with a book. There was a pot of steaming tea on the coffee table in front of him.
"Bingkun, you are here."
"What's the matter with coming here so early?" Wang Zhong put the briefcase in his hand on the table and walked to sit opposite Sun Qunchao.
But Sun Qunchao stood up and walked to the door, quietly closing the door. Before closing it, he didn't forget to look around, looking shady.
Seeing him like this, Wang Zhong couldn't help but smile and asked, "What's wrong? What are you doing to yourself?"
Men, no matter whether they have money or not, are prone to make mistakes with women.
"What harm can I do?" Sun Qianchao walked back to the sofa and sat down, looking at Wang Zhong, "It's Yu Hong, no, it's your brother-in-law. He's been busy lately. He finally had a day off yesterday."
, I was thinking that it has been a long time since I took Yu Hong and the children out to play. We went to see a movie yesterday."
Wang Zhong's heart skipped a beat. The plot seemed a bit easy to guess.
"Guess who we saw in the cinema?" Sun Qianchao deliberately lied.
"Didn't you say everything just now?" Wang Zhong said angrily.
"Did I say it?" Sun Qianchao was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand, "That's not important. What's important is that we saw your brother-in-law, Feng Huacheng, in the cinema. At that time, he was holding hands with a young woman and was very intimate.
We walked together, talked and laughed, behaved very intimately, and even watched the same movie as us. In that way, Yu Hong and I didn't feel like ordinary friends."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Do you understand what I'm saying?" Sun caught up and said.
Although he spoke awkwardly and his words did not match up well, Wang Chong understood the meaning clearly.
"I understand, you want to say that Feng Huacheng had an affair with that woman, right?" Wang Zhong acted calmly, and his eyes were extremely calm.
Sun Ganchao rubbed his head in embarrassment, "Anyway, that's what happened. Yu Hong and I saw clearly that it was indeed Yue Yue's father, but you'd better find someone to check, so as not to
Misunderstood······"
I don't know much about Feng Huacheng and Sun Qianchao. I don't know that Feng Huacheng has been the only one left in Feng Huacheng's family for a long time. His parents are no longer there and he has no brothers and sisters. There is no need to guess the identity of that woman.
"Okay, you don't have to worry about this, I can handle it myself."
"Does anyone else know about this?" Wang Zhong asked.
Sun Ganchao shook his head and said, "How could we just talk to people about this kind of thing?"
Wang Zhong warned, "Speak to Yu Hong and don't tell anyone for the time being, especially Wu Qian."
"I know! I'll tell her when I get back in the evening." Sun Ganchao knew the seriousness. This was not a glorious thing. How could he talk nonsense.
After all, Wu Qian was Xiao Guoqing's daughter-in-law. Although everyone disliked her, Sun Qianchao still asked her to cook for the construction team with Yu Hong because of Xiao Guoqing's reputation.
Although the cooking conditions at the construction site are simple and the prices are cheaper than those in restaurants outside, they can't bear the large quantities. Sun Qunchao and Xiao Guoqing now lead a construction team. Sun Qunchao's team now has more than 200 people.
Yes, Xiao Guoqing’s one is slightly smaller, only over 100 numbers.
But there are nearly 400 people in total. Even if they only have one lunch every day, the profit will not be low.
This thing is just like a school cafeteria, with small profits but quick turnover. The key is long-term and stable. As long as the construction company doesn't collapse, this job can continue.
After sending Sun Chaochao away, Wang Zhong picked up the phone and dialed a number.
After a busy tone came from the phone, an elegant and easy-going voice rang, "Hello!"
"Brother Shui, it's me, Zhou Bingkun."
"Bingkun?" On the phone, Shui Ziliu's voice could not hide his happiness. "Why do you have time to call me when you are so busy?"
Shui Ziliu has always been very grateful to Wang Zhong. If Wang Zhong hadn't helped bridge the gap, he and Luo Shibin might not be where they are today.
Wang Zhong said, "I must be asking for something!"
"What's the matter? Tell me!" Shui Ziliu said directly without being polite to Wang Zhong.
"I know that Brother Shui has a broad career in Jichun and has many friends from all walks of life. I wonder if Brother Shui still has contact with those friends from before?"
Shui Ziliu on the other side was silent for a moment and then asked, "It depends on what you want to do. If it's murder and arson, Brother Shui doesn't have that option."
To be continued...