As soon as the early morning sun jumped out of the sky, a high-end car drove into Zheng's house.
After the vehicle stopped, Zheng Muyang got out of the back seat.
He took off his sunglasses and looked at the magnificent house in front of him. Pursing her lips, a trace of struggle and unhappiness flashed across her feminine face.
"Master, the master and his wife are waiting for you to have breakfast in the restaurant."
The butler on the side had been waiting here for a long time, and naturally he did not miss the displeasure on the other person's face.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He had watched Zheng Muyang grow up and had a deep feeling for him.
Seeing the father and son of the Zheng family having a rift because of an outsider, he also felt a little emotional.
This time Zheng Muyang is willing to relent and come back, hoping that the master can also take a step back and let the father and son get back on their old terms.
But as a servant, he knew very well what to say and what not to say, so he only gave a slight reminder before instructing the servant to take Zheng Muyang's luggage out of the trunk and carry it into the house.
Zheng Muyang heard the reminder in the butler's words and nodded slightly to indicate that he understood. Then he followed the route in his memory and walked towards the restaurant.
After walking for less than a minute, he arrived at his destination.
Dong Fengying sat at the long table with her back to him. There was no food in front of her, as if she was waiting for someone.
The sound of footsteps coming from behind caught her attention. She turned around and saw the visitor. Her well-preserved face was full of joy: "Yang'er is back, Xiao Liu, please bring out the breakfast."
With that said, she walked quickly to Zheng Muyang and carefully looked at her son whom she had not seen for a long time: "You seem to have lost a lot of weight."
"Mom, where's my dad?" Zheng Muyang looked around and asked when he didn't see Zheng Huo.
"Your dad is practicing calligraphy in the study to please your grandpa." As he spoke, Xiao Liu had already brought up two breakfasts and placed them on the table.
When Dong Fengying saw this, she wanted to pull Zheng Muyang over:
"Come on, let's eat first, don't worry about him. Today is your favorite egg dumpling."
Unexpectedly, Zheng Muyang avoided her pull and refused her: "I'm not hungry." After saying that, he left Dong Fengying and hurried up to the second floor.
"Yang'er, talk to your dad, don't be anxious." Dong Fengying warned anxiously, fearing that Zheng Muyang might go up and make Zheng Huo unhappy, and he would be kicked out again.
But Zheng Muyang went straight upstairs and ignored his mother.
Dong Fengying, who was left out, couldn't help but sigh. After Zheng Muyang left, her eyes fell on the two steaming egg dumplings.
After a moment, he shook his head again and asked Xiao Liu to come over and clear the table.
In the study
Zheng Huo concentrated for a moment, then raised his pen and wrote the word "heart" on the white paper.
After finishing the last bit, he looked at it carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
Immediately afterwards, he dipped his hands in ink and prepared to write the second word. Caught off guard, the study door was opened.
Zheng Huo was frightened. The hand holding the pen shook, and a crooked stroke fell on the white paper, and the words were ruined again.
He immediately blew his beard and glared, and said impatiently: "You are still here. Didn't I say you won't go? Let that kid..."
After Zheng Huo saw Zheng Muyang, the remaining three words "Come to me" were abruptly changed to "Are you willing to come back?"
Zheng Muyang closed the study door and walked towards Zheng Huo, saying, "Yes."
"broke up?"
While Zheng Huo was speaking, he took off the piece of waste paper and replaced it with a new piece of white paper.
"No."
"Then why are you coming back? It's impossible for our Zheng family's daughter-in-law to be named Feng."
Zheng Muyang took a few steps forward and said, "I came back because I want to join Jufeng." Jufeng is the company name of the Zheng Group.
Zheng Huo, who was sharpening his ink, paused with his hand, and there was a hint of suspicion in his eyes: "You have always disliked Jufeng. Why would you want to join the company if you are such a good person?"
A hint of madness flashed in Zheng Muyang's eyes: "I not only want to enter Jufeng, I also want to take the land from Haonan's hands. That land should be ours."
When Zheng Huo heard what he said, he couldn't help but burst into anger, and his voice became much louder: "It's so random. There are people in the company who have tried to make plans for that land before, but they all failed without exception. The one named Zeng also I almost annexed Jufeng because of this matter, and now you want to make trouble, I won't protect you if something happens."
Zheng Muyang remained calm in the face of his father's anger: "Now and then, Zeng himself is in danger. How can Haonan care about that piece of land?"
Seeing Zheng Huo's puzzled expression, Zheng Muyang smiled again: "I forgot, dad, you don't know yet. Five days ago, Qi Qi jumped into the sea for a woman, but she hasn't been found yet. She must be a murderer." It’s a shame. Tell me, if I leak this news to the media now, what will happen then?”
This explosive news shocked Zheng Huo, but he was still confused in his heart: "Where did you get this news?"
"I can't reveal the origin of the news now. But I can guarantee that the news is absolutely reliable."
Zheng Huo hesitated, if it was really what Zheng Muyang said. Let alone take over that piece of land, if Haonan were to use some big tricks, even if he didn't defeat Haonan, he would be seriously injured.
But if this thing is false and the fox is not caught by the time, it will be more trouble than it is worth.
Zheng Huo himself does not have the ruthlessness and decisiveness that businessmen are accustomed to, and he always hesitates and hesitates when doing things. Ever since he accepted Jufeng, he has often been criticized for this.
Now that it was time to make up his mind again, he naturally fell into his old habits.
Zheng Muyang knew his father's temper very well. When he saw the other party's appearance, he couldn't help but feel a little sarcastic in his heart.
But he didn't show any emotion on his face. After all, if he wanted to join Jufeng and get a say in this project, he needed his father's nod.
At this point, he knew it was time to bring out his trump card: "Dad, you seem to be in a dilemma. Mu Yue is engaged to the son of the Murong family. I have heard someone mention that the Murong family intends to interfere with that land. matter."
Hearing this, Zheng Huo felt something was wrong.
The Murong family also has ideas about that piece of land?
This is too bizarre, isn't it? The location of the land is not very good. Can't the Murong family, who have a big family and a big business, compete with them for food?
"According to what you say, the land has turned into a fragrant bun, and everyone wants to get involved."
"Dad, don't you know yet? It's not the land that makes the steamed buns, but something buried under the ground. That thing is..."
Speaking of the key points, Zheng Muyang stopped talking and instead dipped his fingers in ink to write on the white paper.
