"You said Chen Hansheng is your son, how do you prove it?"

　　 Zhang Weilei looked at Liang Meijuan. Although judging from her dress, this middle-aged woman is not a poor person, but she also looks very ordinary. It is hard to imagine that she will be Chen Hansheng's mother.

　　 "How can I prove that he is my son?"

　　 This can stump Liang Meijuan, and the country has not issued a certificate to prove that "my son is my son."

　　 "Chen Hansheng is an ordinary college student, what good is it to impersonate his mother?"

　　 Liang Meijuan asked back.

　　 "Wait a moment, I will ask my brother."

　　 Zhang Weilei quickly contacted Zhang Weiyu, and Liang Meijuan also called Liang Xiaohai by the way.

　　 Zhang Weiyu was one step ahead. He glanced at Liang Meijuan and immediately smiled: "Hello Auntie, why are you here?"

"you know me?"

　　 Liang Meijuan is a little confused, she doesn't remember this young man at all.

　　 "Recognize."

　　 Zhang Weiyu nodded steadily: "I am also from Hong Kong City. I have seen you before, but you have not seen me. I and Han Sheng are friends."

　　Zhang Weilei pushed behind him and asked quietly, "Brother, it's really Chen Hansheng's mother. The temperament is not the same at all. I thought it was Mr. Zheng's nanny."

　　 "You are like a pig!"

　　 Zhang Weiyu cursed in a low voice: "Can't you hear her Hong Kong accent in Mandarin? Obviously we are from the northern part of Jiangsu."

　　 "There are so many cities in northern Jiangsu, with tens of millions of people, who knows such a coincidence."

　　 Zhang Weilei muttered unconvinced.

　　 Zhang Weiyu had no time to talk to his younger brother, so he turned around and made a call to the general manager's office, but no one answered.

　　 "Auntie, the leaders of the factory are in a meeting today, and they have not yet dispersed."

　　 Zhang Weiyu explained: "I don't know when it will end. Do you want to put the soup here? I will deliver it to Mr. Zheng at that time."

　　 "That would not be fresh. Abalone is so expensive, which is a pity."

　　 Liang Meijuan thought about it but didn't agree.

　　 "Okay, then I will think of a way."

　　Zhang Weiyu pursed his lips. He has a deeper mind than his younger brother. There are not many opportunities to contact Chen Hansheng's family. If he can help Liang Meijuan this time, it will definitely reach Chen Hansheng's ears.

　　 Chen Hansheng fell from the peak to the "trough", except that Chen Zhaojun and Xiao Hongwei firmly believed that he would rise again, and Zhang Weiyu, a small security guard, also held this view.

　　Who wants to be a security guard for the rest of his life, Chen Hansheng’s second recovery, if he can participate, is probably one of the few opportunities to change his destiny.

　　 Not long after, Liang Xiaohai and Tang Ping also came over, and he began to receive calls from Liang Meijuan, thinking that Sangu was joking.

　　 "Gu~"

　　 Liang Xiaohai was surprised and excited when he saw his aunt, so he introduced Tang Ping’s identity to Liang Meijuan: “This is my girlfriend, her name is Tang Ping.”

"Oh."

　　 Facing Tang Ping, Liang Meijuan was not so polite and enthusiastic, she just nodded faintly, who made Tang Ping curse Chen Hansheng for beggars.

　　 Tang Ping probably also noticed that she was unwelcome, so she turned around and went to the cafeteria by herself.

　　 Liang Meijuan gave Liang Xiaohai a fierce look. If the timing was not right, she really wanted to reprimand her nephew.

　　 In front of Liang Meijuan, Liang Xiaohai didn't dare to chase Tang Ping. He changed the subject and asked: "Has Han Sheng not come with you?"

　　 "I had a fight, he didn't dare to bother me recently."

　　 Liang Meijuan replied simply, and then instructed Liang Xiaohai: "Auntie didn't eat anything at noon, you go get some lunch."

　　 Liang Xiaohai didn't talk nonsense, and ran to the canteen numbly, but when the meal came back, Liang Meijuan finished eating again, which was more than an hour.

　　 Liang Meijuan was distressed about the precious ingredients in the soup, and looked at Liang Xiaohai and asked: "Can you please remind me that this soup should be fresh before it tastes good, and you can have a meeting after drinking it."

　　 "Aunty, you are too dear to me."

　　 Liang Xiaohai said with a wry smile: "I am a part-time worker, and there are so many leaders in the factory meeting, what qualifications do I have to remind you?"

　　 "Really, I didn't let you go to the meeting, just a reminder."

　　 Liang Meijuan was very dissatisfied: "This matter is put on Chen Hansheng, he might have solved it long ago."

　　 "I can't compare with my cousin."

　　 Liang Xiaohai said aggrieved, Chen Hansheng had a good relationship with Mr. Zheng before, and now he is close to Mr. Hong. This kind of communicative ability is really envious.

　　 "Let me go."

　　 At this moment, Zhang Weiyu, who had been staring at the administration building, said suddenly.

　　 "Brother, how are you going?"

　　 Zhang Weilei was surprised: "You are just a little security guard. You are not enough to enter the meeting room, let alone remind Mr. Zheng."

　　 "The weather is so cold, and Auntie has been waiting for too long. I am worried that she will catch a cold."

　　 Zhang Weiyu rushed out of the security post and ran to the administration building quickly.

　　 Zhang Weilei and Liang Xiaohai are very surprised, this kind of thing will be criticized.

　　 Is it worth it for a pot of soup?

　　 "Your brother is more diligent than my nephew."

　　 Liang Xiaohai said sourly.

　　 "Who makes you unreliable."

　　 Zhang Weilei walked to the door, the sky that had been gloomy for a long time began to turn black, and there was still thunder roaring in the distance.

　　 "The storm seems to be coming."

　　 Zhang Weilei felt the dull atmospheric pressure, and took off his security hat and fanned.

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　　 In the conference room in the administrative building, the two parties are still tit-for-tat. Compared with Zheng Guanti’s construction and development opinions, Hong Shiyong who only needs to oppose is very simple.

　　 But even so, Zheng Guanti still had the upper hand. After Hong Shiyong noticed the situation, he wanted to end the meeting several times, and planned to drag it on indefinitely.

　　 However, Zheng Guanyi didn't give this opportunity, and kept pressing hard.

　　Until, the door of the conference room "creaked" and was pushed open, and Zhang Weiyu, wearing a security uniform, suddenly appeared at the door.

　　 Here are the middle and high-level leaders of the New Century Electronics Factory. Although they don't deal with each other, they belong to the management class. Zhang Weiyu is really incompatible with the environment here.

　　 Hong Shiyong was already fiercely opposed. After he saw Zhang Weiyu appear, he subconsciously paused, staring at Zhang Weiyu quietly, but wondering how to deal with Zheng Guanti in his heart.

　　 The spokesperson stopped speaking, and the entire meeting room focused on the twenty-something security guard.

　　Zhang Weiyu didn't expect this situation either, his expression was a bit flustered, but he had been in the society anyway, and he was not too courageous. Finally, holding his breath, he walked to Jiang Yunyun and leaned down to say a word.

　　 Jiang Yunyun opened his eyes wide, and after several consecutive confirmations, she went to Zheng Guanti to report quietly.

　　 During this process, the meeting room was silent, and no one knew what had happened.

　　 Zheng Guanti had a calm expression on his face, and stood up for a few seconds after hesitating for a few seconds: "Let's rest for 10 minutes, and then continue the meeting."

　　 After she finished speaking, she stepped on her high heels and walked out, Jiang Yunyun quickly followed.

　　 Zhang Weiyu sent Liang Meijuan to the administration building, and also quietly retired. Now this stage does not belong to him.

　　 "Auntie~ I'm sorry, I forgot the time for the meeting today."

　　 Zheng Guanyi said with a smile, as if he had forgotten what he ordered last night.

　　 Jiang Yunyun, the little secretary, was trembling beside him, and he didn't dare to take a breath. If he only looked at the process, he should be seriously negligent.

　　 "It's okay, you will be busy with you first, and the aunt will just give you the soup, which is nutritious when it is fresh."

Liang Meijuan, who doesn’t know anything, took out the thermos pot~lightnovelpub.net~ and opened it like a treasure: “Humhhhhhhh, this is the abalone and chicken wing soup that you Hongkongers love to drink. It is light and nutritious. Just get up and cook."

　　 Zheng Guantai was a little surprised: "Auntie can make Hong Kong soup?"

　　 "Not before, I just learned it last night."

　　 Liang Meijuan smiled: "I went to the Internet cafe last night and specifically checked how to make Hong Kong's delicious soup. How about you taste it first."

　　 Zheng Guanti's face was stunned for a moment, and then returned to normal: "Auntie, for me, go to Internet cafes at night."

"Yes."

　　 Liang Meijuan was pretending to be soup, while chatting again: "I only know now that the internet fee is so expensive. It costs one and fifty cents an hour. Chen Han sneaks to the internet cafe when he is in high school. No wonder he often doesn't have enough pocket money."

　　 "It's really naughty, if Chen Hansheng has a son, don't be like him."

　　 Zheng Guanti smiled and took it.

　　 At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor, and Li Xiaokai and several steadfast "Zheng Party" leaders rushed over and squeezed at the door.

　　 Li Xiaokai's expression was panicked: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Hong said that time is precious. He announced that the meeting is over. He will not participate in such meaningless meetings in the future."

　　 Hong Shiyong would look for opportunities and directly terminated the meeting, as well as the repeater and MP4 project.

　　 In addition, he meant that he would never give Zheng Guanti this opportunity again.

　　 Zheng Guanyi was silent for a long time, and then put a spoonful of soup into his mouth: "I see, you go back first, don't disturb me drinking soup."

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