For companies without Yili, Yingzhao's work has gradually stabilized and its income has risen linearly.

The monthly rent to Chuzheng is very punctual.

Chuzheng wanted to take this opportunity to do something without a chance.

And the little boy grew up very quickly, and in a blink of an eye he could shake himself away, and the first person who spoke was called Dad.

Ying Zhao didn't specifically teach him how to call Chuzheng either. Suddenly one day the little boy knew nothing about himself, and he would call his mother.

Chu Zheng's reaction to this was mediocre.

But a piece of jade was given to the boy that night.

Even if Ying Zhao doesn't understand jade, he knows that it must be valuable.

The little **** liked the ‘toys’ that Chuzheng gave away, and he was a bit dismissive of the toys he bought.

Should be based on: "..."

How can this be done!

"Don't be accustomed to him like this, you will spoil him." Ying Zhao was packing up the bastard's things while talking to Chu Zheng.

"My pleasure."

[Can you control it? Nosy control! ]

Ying Zhao said weakly: "That's my son..." Why can't you care?

"But you are mine." Yours is mine! What's wrong with spending some money for me!

Ying Zhao's lips opened, but he couldn't say anything to refute.

Anyway, during this period, all his objections were almost ineffective.

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half year later.

Park Hyatt Club.

The man paced back and forth at the gate of the clubhouse, looking a little anxious, with sweat on his forehead.

"President Yu, would you like to go in and sit for a while?" The assistant next to him was a little worried.

"Whether to sit, am I in that mood?" Mr. Yu was impatient and confirmed with his assistant: "Are you sure you have an appointment?"

The assistant hurriedly said: "Mr. Yu, I really made an appointment... Maybe it was delayed by traffic jams on the road, don't worry."

Mr. Yu kept watching the time.

But the more I look, the more anxious.

The assistants are a little bit unable to watch: "Should I call and ask?"

Mr. Yu took two steps, and just about to agree to the assistant's proposal, he saw a car coming.

Seeing the license plate, Mr. Yu's eyes lit up.

But the next second, Yu Zong's expression became slightly stiff again.

Is he wrong?

Mr. Yu looked at his assistant subconsciously.

The assistant was as at a loss as Mr. Yu.

Why did she take a child! !

The child looks more than one year old, lying on the shoulders of the girl's house, holding a small windmill in his hand, and is spinning around.

Not knowing why, they thought that little windmill was a little dazzling.

When the girl came over, Assistant Yu finally knew why the little pinwheel flashed his eyes.

It was inlaid with broken diamonds, I don't know if it was a crystal or something, and the sun shone brightly.

"Zong Yu." Chu Zheng yelled, his tone was cold but polite: "I have been waiting for a while."

Today was supposed to take a rest, he was at home with the children.

Who knew that his company was in a hurry and called him back, so Chuzheng had to take the **** out.

"No...no, I just arrived." Mr. Yu returned to his senses: "Please inside? Lead the way."

The assistant was pushed by Mr. Yu and quickly led the way.

There were a few people behind Chu Zheng, and Mr. Yu did not dare to neglect.

The box was very quiet. Mr. Yu didn't expect a child and didn't know how to arrange it for a while.

Chu Zheng didn't care, he put the little cub on the ground when he came in and let him wander around in the box.

Mr. Yu has never seen anyone talk about things and bring such a big child.

...She actually has children! !

President Yu tried his best to calm down and began to talk with Chu Zheng: "We can agree to all your requirements, but the money..."

Chu Zheng: "The account will be paid when you sign the contract."

Mr. Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good. I also urgently need this money turnover, Miss Feng, please forgive me."

"Ok."

After Mr. Yu signed the contract, almost the next second, he received the receipt reminder.

The heart that Yu Zong held in his heart immediately fell.

"Ma Ma."

The milk sound of the child's milk sounded, and the little boy lay beside Chuzheng: "Drink water."

Chu Zheng was unmoved: "Drink it by yourself."

The boy scratched his hair: "Hey, Ma Ma."

Chu Zheng bent down slightly, looked at each other with the little boy, and slowly uttered, "No way."

Mr. Yu: "..."

The little boy flattened his mouth: "Sell Dad."

Chu Zheng held down his head: "Dare you!"

The little boy's mouth became more flat, and there were tears in his eyes, and he seemed to cry at any time.

Mr. Yu knew it well, poured a glass of water, and handed it to the boy: "Children, there is water here."

"Don't drink." The boy turned his head.

Mr. Yu: "..."

The little boy turned around slowly again, took a glance at the total, and said softly: "Ma Ma don't let you drink the water that others give."

Mr. Yu: "..."

Chu Zheng: "Don't worry about him."

Mr. Yu: "..."

Mr. Yu couldn't figure out what Chu Zheng meant.

This little boy is carefully selected from his clothes.

Why does it look like being rejected now?

The boy probably knew that Chu Zheng wouldn't be used to him, so he left the sofa and staggered to the other side.

Halfway down the boy sat down on his back.

He turned to look at Chu Zheng, then turned his head a moment later, and climbed up on the ground by himself.

The little **** walked up to a person and rummaged in the bag that the man was carrying.

After a while, I took out a baby bottle, pulled off the lid of the baby bottle, and started to suckle.

He sat directly on the ground and sighed long after he finished sucking, he looked like an old man.

Mr. Yu: "..."

Mr. Yu originally wanted to invite Chuzheng to dinner, but Chuzheng refused to find an excuse and took the boy out of the box.

After coming out, Chuzheng instructed the people behind: "You find a decoration company to renovate the building you just bought."

"Okay, are you planning to make a decorated house for sale?"

"Not to be sold."

"???"

"rent."

"..." Are you okay?

That kind of land, that kind of house, are you renting out?

He still understands that the house he bought before was rented out.

But he really couldn't understand this.

Of course it doesn't matter whether he understands or not.

He only needs to do what the boss has given him.

"Hey--"

"How did you walk!"

The woman's slightly sharp voice sounded in the corridor.

Chu Zheng looked over there subconsciously.

A man in a waiter's uniform was looking terrified, and a bottle of wine broke on the ground.

The waiter kept apologizing: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

The woman was angrily: "Do you know how much my shoes cost? What do you think of them now?"

Chuzheng stopped moving suddenly, and the people behind her naturally didn't dare to urge them and looked over there.

Probably sensing that someone was looking here, the woman also looked up.

"Chuzheng?" Fang Cunyi was surprised. Why did you see her here?

After all, they haven't seen it in a long time...

After that incident, she and Cheng Fu wanted to find her and couldn't find anyone.

Even if I was stuck under the apartment, I couldn't see her.

The parties are not there, what can they do?