The CEO’s Dancing Wife – Part Two

The group of six sat around a large table. Zhang Rong, noticing the varied expressions on the four young faces, smiled slightly, “Azun, it’s Xiaozhang’s first time here; you should take good care of her.” Fu Xiaotang laughed, “Uncle Zhang, I don’t need him to take care of me.” Fang Junjie raised an eyebrow, whispering in reproach, “What Uncle Zhang, I call him Brother Ten, and you call him Uncle, isn’t that confusing?” Liu Yi chuckled softly, “Then should Young Master Junjie have my sister call me Godfather Brother Ten? That would really be a mess.” Fang Junjie nodded in agreement, “True, it doesn’t matter what we call each other now; we’ll have to change it later anyway.” Liu Yi frowned slightly, her hand holding chopsticks trembling. Zhang Rong noticed this and exchanged a glance with Zhang Yindi. He then casually looked towards Song Li, who had been expressionless and silent, “Nephew Song, can you give me a definitive answer today regarding the matter I asked you to consider last time?” Liu Yi, not waiting for Song Li’s response, tenderly said to Zhang Rong, “Godfather, we’re eating now; can’t we discuss it later?” Zhang Rong, indifferently, nodded, “Alright, let’s do as Yi suggests.”

After dinner, Zhang Yindi had some personal matters to attend to and went upstairs. Fu Xiaotang wanted to stay and chat with her, but Zhang Rong looked at her and said, “Xiaozhang, sit down with Azun. Let’s all chat.” Fu Xiaotang had no choice but to sit properly with Fang Junjie, facing Song Li and Liu Yi. Zhang Rong slowly sipped his tea, then placed the lid down with a thud and suddenly said, “Song Li, now that we’ve eaten and had tea, if you have anything to say, speak up. It’s not right for Yi to always speak for you.”

Song Li looked directly at Zhang Rong for a few seconds before lowering his eyes and softly saying, “The stock of Xin Song has hit the limit down, three-fifths of the business is halted, and even the board of directors has united against me. What can I do but comply with the elders’ wishes?” Zhang Rong squinted his eyes, laughing heartily, “Good, that’s how a wise man acts.”

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