C7

Wu Zhentian wanted to retort, but after opening his mouth, he did not know what to say.

However, if he said that he could solve the Wu Family's crisis, Wu Zhentian did not believe him. He was just a doctor with some skills, if it were not for the fact that he saved his father, Wu Zhentian would not even spare him a glance.

When Shi Lei returned home, all the furniture and appliances had been renovated.

"Shi Lei, Chairman Wu told people to pass this to you, they say there's 1 million here." Chen Yurou said, she picked up a bank card on the table and handed it to Shi Lei.

Shi Lei laughed helplessly, looks like he had to owe the Wu family a favor.

If not for the Phoenix-Tail Golden Needle, he would have been satisfied with the 1 million. But now …

"Take it. If I want money, I'll ask you for more!" Shi Lei said softly as he stuffed the bank card into Chen Yurou's hands.

Mrs Chen stood at the side, puzzled, excited, her expression complex as she sized Shi Lei up. She opened her mouth a few times, but was unable to say a single word.

"You must be hungry, I'll go cook for you." Facing this kind of mother, Shi Lei's heart had an indescribable feeling.

"No need, no need. You've been tired all day, hurry up and rest. Let me do it." Mother Chen chased after him and pushed Shi Lei out of the kitchen.

Shi Lei laughed. He never thought that his treatment and status at home would also undergo a tremendous change.

During the entire night, Mother Chen could not stop smiling and took care of Shi Lei thoroughly. Chen Yurou just looked at her and rolled her eyes.

After eating dinner, Shi Lei immediately used the phoenix tailed golden needle to help Mrs. Chen. The effect was surprisingly good, and from then on, Mrs. Chen's migraine never resumed again.

"You two have been married for so many years and yet you have no children. Xiao Lei, you have to work harder." Before going to bed, Mrs. Chan left these words and returned to her bedroom.

The single bed on the balcony had already disappeared. Chen Yurou's face was flushed red as she turned and returned to her own bedroom.

Shi Lei scratched his head, laughed, and pushed open the door to Chen Yurou's bedroom.

Eight years of marriage, late wedding night, crying, laughter, shyness, passion …

In the morning, Chen Yurou walked out of her bedroom with a flushed face. Seeing that Shi Lei had already prepared breakfast, a happy expression appeared in her eyes.

In the evening, Shi Lei discovered that his mother-in-law had already prepared food. There were all kinds of chicken, duck, and fish meat.

Chen Yurou and her mother sat by the table. The dishes on the table were untouched, obviously waiting for him.

Seeing that, Shi Lei scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Mom, my wife, this is... "There's no need to wait for me. Why don't you guys eat first?"

The mother-in-law glanced at him reproachfully and said with a serious expression, "In a family, the man is the Patriarch. If the Patriarch is hungry, why would the female members of the household eat their fill first? Come, sit down and eat. The food will be cold in a moment. "

Man?

Patriarch?

Shi Lei was stunned. The mother-in-law's actions in front of him made him feel uncomfortable, but she was his mother-in-law after all. Shi Lei didn't say anything.

Think of it as giving face to Yu Rou, Shi Lei thought.

After eating, Shi Lei accompanied Chen Yurou downstairs for a walk.

When went home to bed at night, he took the initiative to climb onto Shi Lei's body. Seeing her charming appearance, he knew that this woman, who had tasted the sweetness from last night's man, was having a hard time controlling him.

His wife had a need, what else was there to say?

As a man, of course, he had to do his best to be satisfied.

So tonight, Chen Yurou was very satisfied.

East side of Nanyang, Wu residence.

The father and son of the Wu family were sitting on the sofa facing each other. Each of them had a superior cigar.

The air was filled with smoke, and the father and son pair were frowning.

After a long while, Wu Zhentian said: "Father, Elder Dong is about to reach the Nanyang, what should we do?"

Wu Zhentian's father sighed and fell silent.

It was obvious that even though he was used to seeing great storms and waves in his life, he still felt that this matter was a bit tricky.

Wu Zhentian extinguished his cigar, steeled his heart, and said: "Dad, how about we just take it as the real deal and gift it to Elder Dong. In any case, I've looked for so many experts to check, and they can't find any flaws, so how about Elder Dong can see through it?"

"Ridiculous!"

Wu Chengfeng glared at him, slapped the table, and held back the words that he was about to say.

Pausing, Wu Chengfeng continued: "What kind of things have you not seen in Elder Dong? If Elder Dong sees that it's fake, will you be able to bear the responsibility, or can I? "

Hearing this, Wu Zhentian lowered his head, his hands covering his forehead, not showing a single thing.

The Zhentian Group was the biggest business in Nanyang City. With the father and son pair's talent in business, the Wu Family's business always went smoothly, and Wu Zhentian also fully deserved the title of the richest in Nanyang.

The problem was that his ambition did not stop there.

Just one Nanyang was still too small, it was not enough for Zhentian Group to execute their moves.

At the start of this year, Wu Zhentian used a lot of capital to bring this business to the capital.

However, when a large amount of funds was spent, the enterprise did not immediately see the benefits. Now that the turnaround was at its most critical point, there was a problem with the chain of funds.

The situation facing Zhentian Group is that if we can overcome this hurdle, we will be able to go all the way from local enterprises to the top 500.

If they could not make it through, Zhentian Group would become history, just like those companies that had fallen on the road ahead.

When doing business, the word "business" had already explained everything.

When the words "Shang" were opened, it would be "Ji", "Jing", "Ba", and "Kou".

It meant that there was only one door, and that it was so narrow. Countless people squeezed in, and only a small number of people could enter. Most of them died outside.

You can't go in without worry, because you don't know which door you're going to fall on after entering this door and the next one.

But you have to squeeze in, because no matter what business you do, the market is just that big, and there's just that much resources. No matter if you fight for it or not, you die even faster.

Some people always say that merchants are ruthless because the profession itself is cruel enough.