kingnovel Chapter 1380 I Want to See the Little Angel
Chapter 1380 I Want to See the Little Angel
Rong Zhen was about to leave with the documents when Zhuang Zhoucheng stopped him, "Wait."
"What do you say, President Zhuang?" Rong Zhen asked respectfully.
"Is your father Rong Hancheng?" Zhuang Zhoucheng asked, looking up at Rong Zhen. After he nodded in agreement, he said, "Go and do your work."
Rong Zhen hesitated for a moment and wanted to ask about Seventeen, but he gave up the idea because of working hours.
At noon, the leaders of the Chamber of Commerce had lunch together. Rong Zhen walked around the restaurant and didn't see Shiqi, so he waited at the door again.
He arrived early, but still didn't see the girl. Rong Zhen lingered at the door. After the first group of diners left one after another, he went in and filled his plate with food.
Although it is on the top of a mountain and supplies are not as convenient to obtain as in the city, the buffet dishes provided by the restaurant are still tempting, the seafood is very fresh, and there are many varieties of desserts.
Rong Zhen packed some food casually and sat down with the meal. As soon as he sat down, he heard his father's assistant calling him.
"Vice President, President Rong wants you to come in and have dinner with him."
Rong Zhen glanced back and whispered a refusal. The assistant, feeling embarrassed, ran over and said, "Vice President, President Zhuang is here too, as are Secretary-General Qin and the others. If you don't go in, please give President Rong some face."
"Is President Zhuang in there?" Rong Zhen asked subconsciously.
The assistant nodded repeatedly, "That's right. I asked about you just now, so President Rong asked me to come out and invite you. Vice President, on an occasion like this, we should just go along with President Rong."
The Rong family's relationship with his son didn't seem good. Rong Zhen's family strongly opposed his marriage, but Rong Zhen went ahead and married the Taiwanese woman. Their happiness didn't last long, as his wife died on the operating table, a devastating blow to Rong Zhen.
Rong Zhen consistently resisted arranged marriages, and he and his father clashed fiercely over company decisions. He was a man of drive and the courage to take risks. Every idea he proposed carried a dangerous edge, and his unconventional approach could lead to either meteoric rise or a catastrophic fall. But how could his father allow him to act so recklessly?
There are disagreements at work, and he is repeatedly suppressed by his father. He has no real power in his position. In life, he is also oppressed by his family. How can the relationship between these two father and son be good?
Rong Zhen stood up and went into the private room. He did not put down the plate but brought it in. There was no reason to waste food.
I went in, greeted everyone inside, and then sat down.
Zhuang Zhoucheng glanced at Rong Zhen and felt that the young man was a bit boring, so he dispelled the thought in his heart.
No business was discussed at the dinner table, and the presence of a few talkative people made the atmosphere much more relaxed and lively.
After dinner, Rong Zhen couldn't help but step forward and stand beside Zhuang Zhoucheng. He asked awkwardly, "President Zhuang, excuse me, why didn't Miss Zhuang come to dinner?"
"There's a kitchen in the villa over there." Zhuang Zhoucheng didn't think it was abrupt and responded.
This man has indeed softened a lot and seems more approachable.
Rong Zhen nodded, "I don't know if I can..."
Zhuang Zhoucheng looked at Rong Zhen and said, "My daughter needs to rest and recuperate. I don't want anyone to disturb her. Please cooperate, Mr. Rong."
"..." Rong Zhen moved his lips and slowly lowered his head, "Yes, my nephew is upset."
Zhuang Zhoucheng and the others left straight away, vaguely hearing the snickering of people behind them. They were probably laughing at him, a toad wanting to eat swan flesh.
Rong Zhen stood at the door of the restaurant for a while. In fact, he didn't mean anything else, he just felt sorry for the girl. The singing she sang when she was taken away by President Zhuang last night made him unable to sleep. His heart still ached when he thought about it.
Why is she so sad? She is such a good girl, she should be enjoying her time happily.
Rong Zhen sighed. Sure enough, when he woke up, it was like a dream, gone.
The villa is very big, with many buildings and houses. How can he look for them all?
He saw President Zhuang's rejection, probably to warn him of any ill intentions. He was simply heartbroken, as heartbroken as he was for his own daughter.
Rong Zhen went to work at two o'clock. During the lunch break before two o'clock, he walked around the garden last night. There were many tourists in the Hundred Flowers Garden. Rong Zhen stood by the lavender field, but didn't see anyone, so he returned disappointed.
He lived in a two-story wooden building, where his father also lived. There was a quaint British-style bar downstairs. If he had time, it would be nice to sit here. Going upstairs, he saw a girl squatting at the door. Rong Zhen was stunned for a moment, then strode over.
"Ms. Qiqi?"
Seventeen was already drowsy, and she woke up immediately when she heard someone calling her.
"Rong Zhen, Rong Zhen, you're back." Seventeen ran towards Rong Zhen with a smile.
When Rong Zhen saw the girl running towards him, he subconsciously stopped and reached out to catch her. The next moment, her soft body crashed into his arms. He hugged her, and the faint fragrance filled his nose. Rong Zhen was stunned and his body stiffened.
"Rong Zhen?" Seventeen reached out and pinched his face. Rong Zhen came to his senses and let go of Seventeen. "Qiqi, are you waiting for me?"
Seventeen nodded and asked again, "Where did you go?"
"I'm in a meeting. Your father is here too," Rong Zhen said.
Seventeen looked at Rong Zhen today and gestured with his hand, "You are so handsome, you know? My brother is this tall, the same height as you, and he is also as gentle as you, and he also loves me very much."
Rong Zhen smiled and said, "Come in."
Seventeen followed him into the house, smiling happily like a girl and curious about everything.
"Do you remember what your brother looks like?" Rong Zhen began to be interested in her brother. Rong Zhen deliberately inquired about the banker's affairs in the morning, but it seemed that he was forbidden to mention it, so he didn't ask much.
But he was sure that her brother was not dead, and seemed to be the adopted son of the Zhuang family. As for more, he did not find out.
But Rong Zhen could vaguely guess that the man and the eldest daughter of the Zhuang family had fallen in love with each other, and then were forced to separate. Miss Zhuang, who could not accept the fact, was traumatized and became like this.
Rong Zhen's guess was barely consistent. He was wondering whether he should help this poor girl find her brother.
She thought so much about her man. Even after all this, the banker hadn't let him show up. There had to be a reason, right? Rong Zhen was weighing how much he could bear the consequences of going against the banker.
Seventeen saw Rong Zhen sitting on the sofa in deep thought, so she sat obediently on the ground, leaning against his legs.
Rong Zhen came back to his senses and saw the lovely girl lying beside his legs. He lowered his eyes. She rested her hands on his knees, her chin resting on the back of her hands, looking up at him.
"I want to see the little angel." Seventeen said softly, "Can I?"
Rong Zhen was greatly surprised. Her gentleness and cuteness instantly touched his heart. He subconsciously raised his hand and gently touched her hair.
"Of course you can, but your father probably won't allow me to take you to Kyoto. And the little angel is still too young, only two and a half years old. I'm worried about taking her out. What do you think we should do?" Rong Zhen asked her softly.