In the room, under the snow-white sheets, Zhao Mang was lying quietly.
Eyes slightly closed.
The white sheets covered his head and feet, tightly.
There were white candles placed on the European oak tables on both sides. As the candles burned out, a black and blue smoke slowly rose.
The surrounding white curtains were gently blown by the breeze and swayed with the wind.
The room looked like it had been carefully decorated. The white sheets on the bed were hanging on the ground, and there were yellow chrysanthemums on both sides.
A huge black and white photo of Zhao Mang, framed with black silk, hung on the white wall behind the bed.
Fine incense burns, and curls of blue smoke float in the air.
The whole air was filled with a solemn atmosphere.
A crunch.
The door was pushed open gently.
Zhao Tianhu, wearing a black tunic suit, walked in with a calm and solemn expression, and there was an imperceptible anger and coldness hidden deep in his eyes.
Behind him, two thugs in suits and sunglasses.
When he walked into the room, he silently took off the sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and lowered his forehead slightly.
Zhao Tianhu took a deep breath, hiding the sad look in his eyes, and then he walked up to Zhao Mang.
He has not seen his son for more than half a year.
Although he didn't agree with Zhao Mang's actions back then, this was his biological son after all.
A person with white hair gives a person with black hair, this is the saddest thing in the world.
The hand he stretched out trembled slightly at this time, until he grabbed a corner of the bed sheet and slowly pulled the bed sheet down a bit.
Zhao Mang's pale face was revealed.
The scars on his face have been repaired, and he is as quiet as if he is asleep.
"Son...your mother passed away early and your father didn't take good care of you."
With a heavy sigh, a tear slowly rolled down from the corner of Zhao Tianhu's eyes.
His generous right hand slowly stroked Zhao Mang's temple.
"Have you checked it out?"
At this moment, Zhao Tianhu suddenly whispered without any warning, his voice was as hoarse and chilling as muffled thunder.
"I found out, it's this person."
"In addition, he is also related to Jiang Wanting of the Jiang Group. Mr. Zhao should be like this because he wants to avenge the young master."
At this time, a bodyguard standing behind Zhao Tianhu said softly, and then handed a photo from his hand.
Zhao Tianhu turned around and slowly took the photo, looking at Chu Chen above, his eyes filled with undisguised murderous intent.
"Get rid of him as soon as possible, I will cut him into pieces!"
"Send a message on the black market. No matter who it is, as long as someone can get rid of Chu Chen and Jiang Wanting, I, Zhao Tianhu, am willing to pay 100 million as a reward!"
Zhao Tianhu said coldly.
After saying that, he waved to the two thugs standing behind him, "You guys go down first. I want to be alone with my son for a while."
"yes."
After hearing Zhao Tianhu's instructions, the two people nodded and slowly exited the door.
Zhao Tianhu found a place to sit down and took out a cigarette that he had not touched for a long time from his pocket.
One was lit, and the smoke filled the air.
"My Zhao family was turned into what it is now by a yellow-haired boy."
"Son, you can go in peace. Don't worry, I will never let that boy go. When the time comes, I will take his head to your grave to pay homage to you."
"There is also the Jiang Group. I will destroy the Jiang Group altogether to comfort your spirit in heaven."
"..."
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"Chu Chen, you...are you willing to be the general manager of Jiang Group?"
In the Jiang Group's office, Jiang Wanting's white and slender hands were gently pressed against the coffee cup in front of her.
The face was delicate and gentle, and a pair of huge beautiful eyes shone with a deep light like the starry sky. He slowly raised his head to look at Chu Chen in front of him, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and he smiled, as if the world had lost its color. .
When these words came out of her mouth, Jiang Wanting was visibly nervous.
Perhaps because she was a little worried that Chu Chen would not accept it, at this moment, a pair of green fingers subconsciously pressed close to the cup, and the corners of her mouth pursed slightly.
"It's not impossible, but I still have very high requirements for treatment."
"If I can't meet my requirements, I'm afraid I won't be able to work in the Jiang Group."
Chu Chen smiled, picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip, then looked at Jiang Wanting in front of him and showed a faint smile.
He originally thought Jiang Wanting came to him for something.
Unexpectedly, he wanted to give himself the general manager position of Jiang Group as soon as he opened his mouth.
Could it be that she discovered her talent for business? !
It's impossible, because I haven't even discovered that I have any talent in this area...
Chu Chen, who was sitting on the chair at this moment, couldn't help but smile bitterly to himself.
"Um...you can ask for whatever you want. As long as it's not too harsh, I think I can accept it."
At this moment, Jiang Wanting said softly, staring straight at Chu Chen with a pair of peach blossom-like eyes.
Today, she wore a brown hip-hugging skirt and a white coat outside, which outlined her curvy figure and was full of mature charm.
"I think the salary cannot be too low, and at least there must be five insurances and one housing fund. Otherwise, there will be no protection when you get old."
"In terms of salary, I think it should be five thousand yuan a month. If it's too low, I really can't do it..."
Chu Chen said.
Chu Chen, who was born in the army and became a general, has never run a company.
All the property accumulated during the ten years of fighting has been handed over to a few big guys in the Tianlong Consortium for management. In short, it is now inexhaustible.
Just like what that sentence said.
"I don't have any concept of money. I have never touched money..."
Although it is a bit suspected of being a cross, it is more appropriate to use it on Chu Chen.
"Salary of five thousand? Five insurances and one housing fund?"
Jiang Wanting was stunned for a moment and frowned subconsciously.
Originally Jiang Wanting was just a little surprised, but at this moment Chu Chen thought that even this kind of treatment might not be achieved, "The minimum salary is three thousand, it can't be lower."
Although Chu Chen doesn't care about how much money he has, the reward for his labor cannot be too low.
Jiang Wanting looked at Chu Chen and suddenly covered her mouth and let out a giggle.
"It's not like they don't even have five insurances and one housing fund. The Jiang Group shouldn't exploit its employees like this..."
"Ahem, of course not." Jiang Wanting couldn't help but smile.
"The treatment I'll give you is a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan, and you'll also get five insurances and one housing fund."
"How about it? Think about it?"
