"ah?"

Chen Zhu smiled and replied: "Driving a Mercedes-Benz has nothing to do with whether you are from Guangzhou, but it has the most to do with whether you are rich."

"Whatever!"

Wei Zhen slapped his thigh: "Anyway, when I have money, I will buy this car."

"Brother Wei, you..."

Chen Zhuo's eyes flashed: "There must be a chance."

While the two were talking, "Ms. Song" Song Shiwei and Cong Ni had already stepped out of the car, along with Song Zuomin.

Chen Zhu was not surprised, this was Song Zuomin's special car.

There is an obvious difference between a private car and a public car. There is a small red flag ornament on the center console of this special car.

When the air conditioner in the car is turned on, the red flag flutters in the wind, which seems to vaguely hint at the identity of the owner.

Chen Zhu guessed that Old Song was worried about his daughter. After all, this was Song Shiwei's first business negotiation, so he came to take a look in person.

By the way, let’s experience the joy of “my son has just grown up”.

In short, this is also the territory of CITIC Group, and it is no different for him, the executive director, to come and inspect.

"Xiao Zhang."

Wang Haibin didn't know about this situation. He reminded Chen Zhu with a slightly serious tone: "That middle-aged man is Song Zuomin, the executive director of CITIC, and he should also be Ms. Song's father..."

"Executive Director of CITIC, do you know what this concept is?"

Wang Haibin specifically emphasized: "His social status is higher than that of the president of Zhongdaling Academy. You must be more upright in your words and deeds in front of him."

"That's it?"

Chen Zhu thought to himself, what does this mean? Our two families even had dinner together.

But on the surface, Chen Zhu still said angrily: "So Ms. Song relied on her family background to interfere in the cooperation between our two families?"

"Guangfeng, this matter is quite complicated..."

Wei Zhen felt that Chen Zhu was a little excited and was about to go over to comfort him.

However, he was stopped by Wang Haibin's eyes. He now hopes that the two sides will have some minor conflicts, so that Taomi Technology can gain greater benefits from both sides.

Not long after, Song Zuomin, Song Shiwei and Cong Ni arrived at the door of the building.

When Lao Song saw Chen Zhu, he couldn't help but smile on his face, and seemed to be ready to come over and say hello.

"dad……"

However, when he suddenly heard his daughter's call from behind, Song Zuomin stopped.

Sister Sweet still had that cool and cold look, looking at everyone indifferently, and then whispered something to her father.

After listening for a while, Song Zuomin's smile gradually faded and turned into waves of astonishment.

Then the reminder took effect. Even though Song Zuomin came over, he did not take the initiative to talk to Chen Zhu.

Only Wang Haibin, who thought he had everything under control, took the initiative to introduce:

"Director Song, President Song, Miss Cong, and President Zeng were delayed by matters at school, so they appointed their plenipotentiary representative, Mr. Zhang Guangfeng, to attend."

While speaking, Wang Haibin pointed and stated.

Hearing that even his name had changed, Song Zuomin let out a "ho" and took the lead to walk towards the elevator of the building.

Lao Song is over 40 years old and has been in a high position for a long time. Naturally, he is not willing to accompany this young couple to act.

But he is handsome, and even at his age, his strutting posture is graceful and high.

The young women in their thirties in the building all looked sideways. For them, Song Zuomin was simply an ideal lover——

Married children go to college, have a lot of money, power, and good looks, and even in middle age, they know how to be hot and cold.

Song Zuomin ignored Chen Zhu, and Song Shiwei also ignored him.

The young woman was combing her long hair, holding a tan LV bag in one hand, and passed by with an expressionless face.

Her current behavior is very consistent with the kind of reaction after "it was a good negotiation, but it was messed up by the third company."

Coupled with the fact that Sister Sweet is usually distant and indifferent, now that she plays this kind of persona, she doesn’t even have to act deliberately.

If it weren't for the sparkling diamond ring still on his ring finger, Chen Zhu would have even doubted whether he had really offended her.

From Ni, she should have glared at Chen Zhu, or at least treated him coldly.

Unfortunately, she didn't dare, so she could only nod awkwardly and awkwardly, and then hurriedly followed her boss and roommate Song Shiwei.

Fortunately, no one paid attention to the little assistant's actions. Even Wang Haibin focused on "stimulating" Chen Zhu's emotions.

He put his arm around Chen Zhu's shoulders and walked towards the elevator while pretending to sigh: "Xiao Zhang, don't worry about it. Ms. Song has a noble character. Don't take it to heart."

Chen Zhu smiled disdainfully at this little trick.

But in front of him, he deliberately pretended to have fallen into a trap and said with a "cut" sound: "The executive director of CITIC is nothing special. Our president is still at the deputy ministerial level!"

"Um?"

Chen Zhu might have been a little too involved in the drama, or maybe the sound transmission function in the hall on the first floor was better. Anyway, Song Zuomin in front heard it.

He suddenly turned his head and glanced, with a half-smiling expression that made Chen's face turn pale.

"Holy shit..."

Wang Haibin also didn't expect Chen Zhu to be so disgusted with Ms. Song, although the greater the conflict between the two companies, the better it would be for Taomi.

But this is a bit too outrageous. Besides, Director Song is not an ordinary person.

Seeing that "Zhang Guangfeng" was also at a loss, he must have been worried about offending Director Song.

Wang Haibin thinks so.

In fact, the reason why Chen Zhu was nervous was not because of Lao Song, but because of the school beauty Song.

She was getting closer to him. I wonder if she heard the words "rebellious and unethical".

"I didn't turn around, maybe I was distracted and didn't pay attention."

Chen Zhu thought with a fluke mentality.

Song Shiwei did not turn around, he only tilted his head and exchanged something with Cong Ni.

As for the "wild words" that accidentally AOEed to Lao Song, it seemed to have disappeared in the air.

Until the elevator door slowly opened, Song Zuomin, Song Shiwei and others entered, and Chen Zhu and Wang Haibin wanted to follow.

"Excuse me……"

Cong Ni suddenly stretched out her hand to block the situation in front of her: "The elevator is almost full, please wait for the next one."

Chen Zhu looked around and found that there was still half an empty space inside.

"Okay, okay, you just heard it, right? So is this a response?"

Chen Zhu understood the reason instantly and raised his eyebrows, intending to make eye contact with Sister Sweet.

But Song Shiwei didn't follow his wishes at all, and gently lowered his eyes, with long eyelashes covering his eyelids, making it difficult to see clearly.

It wasn't until the elevator door slowly closed that she raised her head and found Chen Zhu with precise eyes.

Looking at her helpless boyfriend, the school beauty Song's face was as calm as autumn water, with a faint smile on her lips.

As the elevator door closed completely, the slight smile still did not disappear.

Song Shiwei felt that everyone was facing the elevator door, so no one could see it.

This is a small interaction between myself and Chen Zhu.

As a result, I looked up unintentionally.

I found that the bright elevator door, which functions as a "dress mirror", clearly reflected the old father's expressions of sadness, relief, understanding, reluctance...a mixture of emotions.

Song Shiwei's heart skipped a beat, she knew her father was very smart.

It's very possible that the little interaction he had with Chen Zhu just now fell into his eyes.

Song Shi took a breath and glanced at the fake ring on his hand. When he raised his head again, his face was as calm as usual.

Not long after, there was a "ding" sound.

The elevator reached the top floor and everyone filed out.

Although Song Zuomin didn't come here often, his subordinates still thoughtfully reserved an office for him.

"We're going to the conference room."

Song Shiwei said to his father calmly.

According to Song Zuomin's usual style, he should have nodded and turned around and gone to the office.

When the discussion started, he quietly stood in the corridor outside and listened, showing the image of an enlightened father who did not interfere with his children's behavior but also cared about them.

But now, Song Zuomin suddenly called his daughter "wait a minute".
To be continued...