I Was Seduced Into a Marriage After Failing to Charm the Tyrannical Bigshot Chapter 404

   Zhen Zhu sat upright with a dull expression, as if her soul was gone.

   After a long time, she hissed: "What do you want?"

   "My niece is really smart, she knows what I want."

  Zhen Chongming laughed twice, "Since that's the case, I won't say dark words when I'm in front of Ming people."

  He suppressed his smile, "Back then your father insisted on teaching your mother a lesson, and I tried to stop him, but he didn't listen. Later, because I knew what he had done, he was always jealous of me, and only for the sake of the old man, he gave me a slack job in the group. Not long ago, he actually listened to the slander of that boy Shen Hanyu, saying that I had colluded with outsiders to frame the group, and forced me to resign and retire under the pretext that the group had suffered huge losses. "

   Zhen Chongming's expression became serious, and because half of his face was hidden in the darkness, he looked a little distorted, "I was thinking about the old friendship, and I was also thinking about the Zhen family and the group, and I never exposed this layer of past. You also know, if I make this recording public, what kind of impact it will have on your father and the Zhen family. Anyway, the old man is good to me, and I don't want to ruin your father."

   Zhen Zhu listened impatiently, and said coldly: "Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

   Tang Bochuan has already popularized Zhen Chongming's past.

  The losses he caused to the group by cheating on the inside and outside are well-documented. Although these are secrets of the group, they have never been made public.

   But Zhen Zhu is the only exception.

  Shen Hanyu really wanted Zhen Zhu to return to the group so that he could leave by himself.

  He used the idea and method of cultivating the heirs of the group to let Tang Bochuan comprehensively and meticulously popularize the internal and external business of the entire group and the characteristics, strengths and weaknesses of each senior management for Zhen Zhu.

  Including secrets that have never been made public.

  Shen Hanyu asked Tang Bochuan to tell her this, and told her why Zhen Yiping asked Zhen Chongming to retire instead of making his bad deeds public. The original intention was to teach her how to use and recognize people, how to judge and guard against, and how to be tolerant appropriately.

   It was precisely because of this that Zhen Zhu was deeply impressed by Zhen Chongming's behavior and character.

  At this moment, Zhen Chongming's so-called high-sounding words of thinking about the Zhen family and the group are okay to coax others, but it is still a little too late to deceive Zhen Zhu.

   "Actually, what I want you to do is very simple."

  Zhen Chongming finally revealed his purpose, "In your father's computer, there is a folder. The documents and forms in it are the accounts of all the business of the group over the years, as well as the data of cooperation with officials at all levels in various places. I need you to get it and give it to me."

   Zhen Zhu frowned, "This is the group's secret, what do you want these for?"

   "Nature is useful."

   Zhen Chongming paused, "I want to return to the Zhen Family Group."

   Zhen Zhu glanced at him, but said nothing.

   "You also know that your father is not in good health now, and there is no one in charge of the group. After all, Shen Hanyu is an outsider. Even if he is the grandson of the old lady, his surname is Shen, not Zhen. After all the old lady's hard work, I think Jiuquan didn't want the group to change his surname."

   Zhen Chongming leaned forward, getting closer to Zhen Zhu, and lowered his voice a little, "Shen Hanyu persuaded your father to make you Xu Kejing's subordinate. It seems that he valued you, but in fact it's just that his foothold is not stable at the moment. He just gave you a little sweetness. Don't be deceived by him. Zhuzhu, in my heart, you are the heir of the Zhen family. If Uncle Qi returns to the group, he will support you wholeheartedly and help you get your father's position. Son—”

  Even though Zhen Zhu has just learned the truth about her mother's death, her heart is full of resentment, hatred, and many unspeakable emotions.

  But hearing Zhen Chongming's words now, and seeing his face, Zhen Zhu still wanted to laugh.

  If she knew why Shen Hanyu persuaded her to return to the Zhen Family Group, his eyeballs would fall to the ground in shock.

   Zhen Chongming saw a sneering smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked suspiciously, "What are you laughing at?"

   "Because your words are quite ridiculous."

   Zhen Zhu said, "I'm not interested in being the heir."

   "But are you willing to be a small employee in the group forever?"

   Zhen Chongming said sternly, "You don't want to seek justice for your dead mother? Although your mother was wrong, she is not guilty of death."

  His voice was bewitching, "As long as you become the heir of the group, everyone will look up to you. You can do whatever you want without looking at anyone."

   Zhen Zhu lowered her eyes, but did not respond.

   "Have you forgotten, how did your father treat you all these years?"

   Seeing that she seemed to be persuaded, Zhen Chongming continued to strike while the iron was hot, "He used to say in front of everyone that you were too rotten to be carved, and mud could not support a wall, and that he, Zhen Yiping, did not have a daughter like you. Your father valued the group more than anything else. If this group fell into your hands one day, wouldn't it be the best revenge for him?"

   Zhen Zhu was silent for a long time, "Not everyone can enter his office."

   "It shouldn't be difficult for you. I heard that you went to his office several times to talk to him about the project. Except for a few executives of the group, you can come and go freely."

  Zhen Chongming smiled, "Furthermore, although your identity has not been made public, his secretary should have known that you are his daughter. He is currently hospitalized. If you come in for any reason, no one will stop you."

   "The computer should not be opened by anyone, right?"

   Zhen Zhu said, "I don't know his password."

   "He used to use wedding anniversaries as passwords before."

   Zhen Chongming said a few numbers, "But it should be changed now. But your father doesn't like too complicated numbers, it's nothing more than numbers like birthdays, you can try it, if it doesn't work,"

  He paused, "Just take out the computer and give it to me."

   "I know what to do."

   Zhen Zhu stood up, ready to leave.

   "That's good, but you'd better hurry."

   Zhen Chongming exhorted anxiously, "It won't be so easy when Shen Hanyu comes back, or when Zhen Yiping is discharged from the hospital."

   Zhen Zhu nodded.

  Just as she reached the door, Zhen Chongming stopped her again.

   "There is one more thing, I think I have to tell you in advance."

   Zhen Chongming said with a half-smile: "I am a businessman, and I never do things that are not rewarded. Someone once benefited from me, but deceived me. Guess what happened in the end?"

   Zhen Zhu pursed her lips and looked at Zhen Chongming.

   "Say it out, lest I scare my niece."

   Zhen Chongming waved his hand, "My niece can go, I'm waiting for your good news."

  Sang Qianqian helped the old lady to sleep, and when she returned to the residence, she saw a few exquisite fresh fruits and snacks on the crystal-carved fruit plate on the coffee table as usual.

  She lived in Zhen's house in Shen Hanyu's former room, and the old lady specially told the housekeeper to take good care of Sang Qianqian and not to neglect her.

   Originally, delivering fruit snacks was just a routine, but after she ate them, the old housekeeper became more attentive and brought more categories and quantities every night.

  Sang Qianqian actually doesn't have the habit of eating at night, but for some reason in the past two days, seeing this food, especially the sweet and sour fruits such as grapes and oranges, makes her feel greedy.

   Obviously, I ate quite a bit for dinner tomorrow, but at ninety o'clock in the evening, I still feel hungry.

   With a slight movement in his mind, Sang Qianqian felt his pulse with his hand, and after a while, he was stunned.

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