Chapter 177: Knock to Life and Death
As we watched the business car slowly drive away, the originally bustling valley suddenly became cold as if it had been washed by a glacier.

Soon, Special Assistant Xu showed up to clean up the mess and arranged for Vice President Liao's son to be sent to a medical station. Mrs. Liao glanced at her husband before leaving and reluctantly followed the car.

The vice president stayed behind and asked Xu Zhou indirectly, "When did the young master from the Hong Kong District arrive at the villa? Why did he hide his identity and say he was Director Liang's brother?"

The executives around pricked up their ears, wanting to listen.

After all, the amount of information brought by the previous scene is too much, and it would be difficult to digest it in a short period of time without reliable explanation.

Besides, judging by how nervous Mr. Chen is about Manager Liang, it's like making it public in disguise.

Several female executives who were close to each other privately maintained eye contact throughout the process.

Not only is it public, judging by the situation, the girl is probably not far from marrying into a wealthy family.

Let’s not mention anything else, just take the young master from the Hong Kong area, calling people “sister” all the time. That kind of natural closeness cannot be cultivated by just spending a day or two together.

This is enough to prove that this relationship lasted much longer than the outside world knew.

The executive director and the secretary are dating, and they are seriously in love with each other. They have a superior-subordinate relationship and have maintained it to this day despite all the pressure. Instead of being boring, they still seem like they are in the honeymoon period.

The more I think about it, the more incredible it becomes.

The deeper you delve into it, the more you feel like a fairy tale is being replicated in reality.

Maybe it’s because I’m getting old, and I can’t bear to see other people’s beautiful and glorious love, and I really want to cry.

Liang Weining had no idea that the story between her and Mr. Chen had been turned into something completely unexpected by her female colleagues in the branch.

In short, it was completely different from what she had predicted.

Later she analyzed that the reason for this abnormal reaction was related to the branch's promotion system.

Looking around, from supervisors to directors and even vice presidents, the youngest among them, except for her, is 27 years old and married.

I have to say that Liang Weining is very lucky.

The result of the first disclosure was, at least, not malicious.

At this time, Special Assistant Xu was surrounded by a group of female executives, feeling caught in a dilemma and having a headache.

"One last question. Once you're done, we'll let you go."

The Executive Director took the lead and asked the hardcore question that everyone was most curious about, "What were Mr. Chen and Manager Liang's nicknames for each other during their relationship?"

Terrible.

Xu Zhou was determined and shook his head: "I don't know."

Obviously, this answer was not enough to satisfy everyone.

"If you don't dare to disclose Mr. Chen's privacy, just give us a few options and we can choose. If we choose the right one, it won't be your fault."

Dig a hole for him, and no matter what ABCD are filled in, the sisters will be able to survive or die.

Forget it, Xu Zhou could only use his trump card.

He waved his hand, signaling everyone to gather together, and the female executives did so.

Finally, it comes down to one sentence: "The answers are all picked out from the details. Be good at observing the private lives of the top leaders to see if your year-end bonus can be doubled."

amount.

A naked threat.

Sure enough, as soon as the year-end bonus was mentioned, everyone was instantly discouraged.

Just kidding, hundreds of thousands.

A few minutes later, Special Assistant Xu was finally released.

In fact, he sometimes wondered how the gentleman and the girl addressed each other in private.

If even he, a special assistant, has trouble eavesdropping, this matter will probably remain a mystery forever.

On the other side, in the private tea room of the high-altitude plank road club located halfway up the valley, the bodyguard knocked on the door and entered with the young master whose wounds had been treated.

In less than a moment, Vice President Liao came to visit with his wife and children.

Hearing the announcement outside the door, Liang Weining paused while drinking tea and looked at the person opposite her, asking if she should avoid him appropriately. But Mr. Chen said, "Whether you want to meet him or not is up to you."

why?
Think about it carefully and come to terms with it.

The fight between the two children seemed to have nothing to do with her on the surface, but in fact it was very concerning.

The bottom line is, the person Josie had a conflict with today was her brother.

We must see it, this matter cannot be delayed.

Liang Weining immediately made the decision, "No matter what the truth is, we should apologize and review what we should review. Even if it is a misunderstanding, we should distinguish right from wrong."

We must instill positive values ​​in young people.

After Sister Ning finished speaking, Josie subconsciously looked at her father out of reflex. The man who sat quietly in the main seat and had never set his eyes on him since he entered the door.

Are you unhappy or disappointed that he took the initiative to hurt others?

Too many uncertainties made the boy look nervous.

Liang Weining saw this and couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Occasionally, he would question and disagree with the boss's education methods, but every time something happened, he would think back on it later and understand his good intentions as a father.

I hope that one day, Josie will understand too.

She patted the boy's head soothingly to show encouragement. In return, the elder brother gave a calm warning, reminding in a calm voice: "He is eleven years old, not one year old."

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What happened to Eleven?

Can’t touch the head?

Liang Weining pursed his lips and turned away.

In half a cup of tea, Vice President Liao and his family of three came up the spiral staircase from the plank road below. There was a cable car, but they chose this time-consuming and laborious way.

The reason is self-evident.

When Mrs. Liao saw her, she looked kind. She was no longer as arrogant as before, always feeling superior to others.

Amid the tea mist, Chen Jingyuan raised his chin slightly, signaling his subordinates to take a seat with their families.

Vice President Liao nodded and sat on the first rosewood chair below. Beside him was his wife. To the far right was a boy of the same age with his head lowered. The bruises at the corners of his mouth had been treated with medicine, and the redness and swelling had subsided a lot.

It is not difficult to see that Josie did not hold back her strength when she hit the opponent, and overall, the opponent was clearly at a disadvantage.

Mr. Chen had previously instructed the two children to solve the problem on their own.

Vice President Liao must have been prepared. With just a glance, his son stood up and walked in front of Josie, apologizing sincerely: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have laughed at your Mandarin."

That's it?

Liang Weining was surprised.

She absolutely did not believe that Josie would fight with the other party because of a mocking remark. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Mr. Chen's calm expression as he looked at the boy.

Nothing was said, but the invisible sense of oppression was overwhelming.

Then, a harmonious scene appeared.

After a brief silence, Josie seemed to have made up her mind. She stood up from her chair, stepped towards the other person with her tall figure, and finally stopped half a step away.

Just when Liang Weining thought that the two children were about to make peace, Josie wrote a short essay with a blank expression on her face.

“It’s wrong to hit someone, but I don’t regret it. I accept the fact that you got first place, but I don’t approve of your cheating.

I can tolerate you making fun of my Mandarin, but I cannot tolerate you speaking rudely to my family. That is all I have to say. "

Every time the boy spoke, Vice President Liao's fully armed mask cracked a little. By the time he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the tea room had already dropped to freezing point.

The host said nothing during the whole process. He leaned quietly against the back of the chair with a calm expression as he held the green-glazed teacup and sipped slowly and calmly.

however.

Only Liang Weining was concerned about the fact that this guy spoke for such a long time in one breath, with amazing standards in pronunciation, word choice and sentence structure. If he could apply that level of skills to the Chinese test, he would definitely get an A.