Trees want skin, people want face. Xiao Bing misbehaves. He still wants face to continue to mix in business!

I don't know what's in Xiao Bing's head all day. The big enterprise at home is still waiting for someone to take over. What archaeology do you want to learn?

Fortunately, he also has a son who is excellent.

However, it also gave him a headache. The eldest son was so excellent that he didn't pay attention to his father. He went to the army for so many years and rarely went home or called back. What

He knew how far his father and son were estranged, even about his promotion, from others.

At a reception, he met a business partner he had worked with many years ago. The man came to propose a toast: "Mr. Zhang, I heard that your eldest son has been promoted to the post of brigade commander of the military region. It is true that he is a tiger father without a dog son. If he is so young, he can be worthy of this great task. He must have a bright future and a bright future in the future!"

"Brigade commander of the military region? When did it happen?" Zhang Rudong was puzzled, such as the monk of Zhang Er couldn't figure it out.

The other party was slightly surprised, "it seems that he was promoted three months ago. Don't you know?" for a moment, he wondered if there was something wrong with his intelligence network.

There is absolutely no problem with his intelligence network. It is said that Zhang Rudong has a bad relationship with his eldest son. Is it true?

He sighed silently in his heart. He didn't even tell him such a big thing. How bad is the relationship.

Zhang Rudong was stunned for a moment and immediately came back to his mind, "of course I know where. Emperor Ming called and told me that I forgot more time, ha ha..."

This smelly boy, don't tell him when he gets a promotion.

Found a quiet place, called him and asked him why he was promoted and didn't tell him?

At the other end of the phone, Zhang Mingdi was silent for two seconds and replied calmly, "there are many things, forget." the cold and low voice was transmitted to Zhang Rudong's ear through the phone.

I can't tell the mood in Zhang Rudong's heart at that moment.

Knowing that it was just a reason he casually found to perfunctory himself, but he didn't even have the courage to expose it. Their father and son knew when they became the most familiar strangers.

Not only can not be exposed, but also earnestly advised: "Emperor Ming, no matter how busy your work is, you should also take good care of your body. In addition, if you encounter difficulties in the army, you must tell your family that Dad will do his best to help you. When you are free, call home more. Dad wants to know your current situation."

At the other end, he was silent for several seconds. "I see." three indifferent words came into Zhang Rudong's ears.

In this phone call, his son only said eight words to him, "hello", "forget more things" and "I know". Zhang Rudong's mood is very complex. The older he is, the more eager his children are to get close to him. Xiao Bing is fine, but Emperor Ming never wants to get close to him. Even he doesn't know where their relationship will go.

Both sons refused to listen to him. That year, he didn't agree with Emperor Ming to join the army, but the boy resolutely entered the army. Therefore, he implemented economic control over Emperor Ming for three years. Finally, he found that Emperor Ming still lived well even if he didn't give him money.

When he finally recognized Emperor Ming's development in the army and restored his economic power, he knew that he was strong enough not to use his money.

The son had been estranged from him because of his mother's death. Since he decided to join the army, he has ignored him for years. It's a pity that the father and son missed the best time to communicate their feelings.

Dare not argue with his father, he looked for help at his brother standing in front of the window not far away, and begged his brother to say a few good words for him and asked his father not to take him back.

Woo woo, I came here after a lot of hard work. I didn't do anything. I just went back. If I think about it later, it's difficult to go to the blue sky.

It's from the same root. It's too urgent to fry each other!

Maybe he had a similar experience with Zhang Bing, or maybe it was Zhang Bing's efforts during this period that moved him. Emperor Zhang Ming finally gave him a handout and interrupted Zhang Rudong's strong words. "What can I say when Zhang Min is ready? I tossed about in the middle of the night last night and let him rest for a while."

Er... He said so. Zhang Rudong didn't continue this topic. His son is his own. He's a father. He doesn't care.

"Xiao Bing, did the doctor say when you can eat?" Hua Shishi dragged her husband, pushed to the front and asked with concern.

Ask Zhang Bing this question. It would be strange for him to know.

Zhang Bing blinked suspiciously. Coughing, he didn't know. Next time, he subconsciously moved his eyes to his brother. The meaning is obvious. Let him help answer this question.

These days, in Zhang Bing's heart, Zhang Mingdi has already become a substitute for the word "omnipotent". There are no questions he can't answer and things he can't solve in the world.

Sure enough, excellent people never let people down.

Zhang Mingdi opened his lips, "when he farts, he can drink some soup. If he wants to eat vegetables and defecate, he can only eat some light diet. It's not easy to digest and irritating food. It's best not to touch it in the short term. In addition, there are some dietary precautions. The doctor sent a brochure. You can read it yourself."

An indifferent, magnetic sound came into everyone's ears in the room.

Hua Shishi listened with an inexplicable light in her eyes, "Xiao Bing, you're fine. Why did you suddenly get acute appendicitis?" it's not her psychological darkness. Her son is with Zhang Mingdi, so she can't help thinking about the bad. Does someone want to harm his son,

This time it's appendicitis. What about next time?

Speaking of this, Zhang Bing felt very wronged. "Maybe the barbecue he ate last night was not clean." after that, he turned his head to Zhang Mingdi on the other side of the windowsill and twisted his eyebrows into a ball. "Brother, you ate too. Why didn't you have anything?"

If those barbecues have problems and they eat the same thing, why is he the only one who suffers?

Shit, that's not fair!

Zhang Mingdi glanced at him lightly, "I want you to strengthen your training on weekdays. You are always lazy. Now you know you regret it."

The food is the same, but everyone's resistance is different. He has poor physical quality. It's his fault.

The speaker was careless, the listener was intentional, and Hua Shishi listened to him. Yes, why did they eat the same thing, and only his son got sick, just because Xiao Bing's resistance was poor?

If she really believes this, she will be stupid to grandma's house!

Xiao Bing's illness must not be as simple as the boy said. Maybe there's something else in it.

The idea turned several turns in her heart, and then sprouted quietly.

No, she has to find a way to get Xiao Bing away from this ghost place. These days, her son is not under her eyes, which makes her sleep and food difficult. She doesn't want her baby son to be mixed with Zhang Mingdi. The ambitious boy has no good intentions at all. Maybe he has been waiting here to revenge their mother and son.

Although she also felt innocent, her mother's death had something to do with her.

The hatred of killing her mother is as deep as the sea. She doesn't believe that the boy is so generous. Even the enemy who killed her mother can forgive him.

What's hateful is that his son doesn't work hard. The boy has left Zhangjia for so many years. If his son works hard and takes his father in, Zhang's group has long been the world of his mother and son. Where else is this smelly boy.

Alas, Miss Hua Shishi, who climbed from an orphan girl in a civilian cave with nothing to the position of Mrs. Zhenggong, chairman of today's so large Zhang group, and walked all the way to the peak of her life. She is a typical example of playing a bad hand into a good one in the legend.

On the other hand, when her son was born, he took a good hand of Wang fried, but he didn't work hard. He was an adult at the age of 18, but he asked her as a mother to worry about him all day and all night. His mother didn't have the ruthlessness of that year. Alas, the key is that her son hasn't been enlightened, and she doesn't know when to worry.

"Thank Emperor Ming this time. If it weren't for you, Xiao Bing didn't know what would happen."

Zhang Rudong said in earnest: "you are brothers. You are the closest people in the world except us. You should walk more and help each other more in the future."

Help each other, er, that's wrong. It should be that Zhang Mingdi, a brother, should help his brother Zhang Bing more. It's strange that Zhang Bing's stupid lack can help his brother.

"Thank you, brother!" Zhang Bing said quickly.

The expression on Zhang Mingdi's face didn't change much. He gave an indifferent "um" and counted it as a reply.

He didn't do this to thank them. No one can stop what he wants to do. On the contrary, it's useless for anyone to force him to do what he doesn't want.