Chapter 944 Flower Movement 1

He went downstairs from the back. When Hua Dong went to the bathroom, Ling Qingyu looked at Yang Zhao and asked, "What's the matter?"

"A few people were chatting just now, and the content of the chat..." Yang Zhao clenched his hands into fists and breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "It said that if this happens, you and Hua Dong will definitely have a dispute. In that case, You won’t hand over the company to Huadong anymore, and Huadong will be beaten back to his original shape, saying that Huadong actually overestimates his ability to pursue things."

The contents involving Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong were extremely obscene. In the past, he would have directly killed those people, but here...

"With whom?" Ling Qingyu asked sharply after being startled.

"I didn't read it carefully, but judging from the content, the other party should be someone from Xiangdongxi Company. They have already called Xiangdongxi to come over and deal with it. After they finish the investigation, they should know what happened." Yang Zhao opened the car door and said.

Mr. Zheng’s wife was already over fifty, but she didn’t have any wrinkles on her face. She was very rich and amiable, and had a very forthright temperament. When she saw Ling Qingyu, she first gave her a big hug and kissed her hard on the face. After a moment, she wanted to hug Huadong beside her.

"Hua Dong...?" Her hand stopped in front of Hua Dong. Looking at Hua Dong, Mrs. Zheng called out hesitantly.

"Yes, hello, Mrs. Zheng." Having regained his composure, Hua Dong nodded with a smile.

"You've grown so big, I almost don't recognize you." Mrs. Zheng's tone was full of familiarity. She pulled her to sit next to her and said, "Come on, come on, sit with auntie. Hey, come to think of it, We haven’t seen each other for more than ten years. I think back then..."

"Nianwan!" Mr. Zheng suddenly called out, which made Mrs. Zheng startled and then smiled: "Don't say it, don't say it. Come on, let me introduce you. This is my son, Zheng Guohua. You two were together." If you have played with him, you can call him a steamer. That’s good, right? My son looks great! Let me tell you, he just came back from the United States and has not been in love yet. You can talk more when you have time. !”

Mr. Zheng shouted Mrs. Zheng's name three times, but Mrs. Zheng ignored him at all. She rushed out like a barrage of words. While talking, she pulled her son beside her and asked him to stand up and spin two circles for Hua. Move and look.

Hua Dong was sluggish again, and could only smile and say to Zheng Guohua, whose mother held her hand directly in front of him: "Hello."

"Sister Hua, you can call me like before." Zheng Guohua didn't mean to be forced by his mother at all. He smiled with a friendly smile on his round, apple-like face.

Before... a steamer? Looking at the man in front of him who is in his early twenties, tall, round, fair and as tender as an extra-large bun, the corners of Huadong's mouth are twitching, I don't remember, who are you? Such a lovely name, such a lovely appearance, but... I don't remember it at all...

"Ah, I forgot, Hua'er, it's okay. It will be the same even if we get to know each other later." Mrs. Zheng waved her hand to Ling Qingyu, who wanted to sit down next to Hua Dong, and asked her son to sit down on the other side of Hua Dong. , smiled and said: "You young people should communicate more. Well, it doesn't mean that Mr. Cheng and Mr. Yang are going out. Then, Miss Ling, let Miss Hua communicate with my son about this contact in the future. How about it?"

Ling Qingyu was pulled by Yang Zhao to sit down away from the steamed bun steamer. Before she could sit firmly on her buttocks, she couldn't recover from Mrs. Zheng's words and looked at Mr. Zheng.

"Well, don't..." Mr. Zheng looked embarrassed. He was about to say ignore her, but Mrs. Zheng gave her a fierce glare and immediately said: "I think it's feasible. Miss Hua also knows this better. Project, you should always leave a contact person here."

"But, I really don't understand." Hua Dong said hurriedly. How could such a simple jewelry company be like this? Such a big project involves so many aspects...

"It's okay, it's okay. You don't need to take care of those troublesome things. That's not right. Sometimes we can't contact Mr. Cheng, so you can help convey the message." Mrs. Zheng picked up the cold dishes that the waiter had just brought to her. With chopsticks, he looked at her lovingly and said with a sigh: "You have grown so big, eh..."

"Um, Auntie, do you know me?" Her performance was too obvious, and Hua Dong couldn't even pretend that he didn't know, so he had to ask under her expectant eyes.

"Of course! Your mother, your biological mother and I are good friends. She is a good person. It's a pity..."

"Nianwan!" Mr. Zheng yelled, pointing to the dishes on the table: "Eat the food, eat the food. We are inviting Miss Ling today, so don't make trouble!"

"Am I looking for trouble?!" Mrs. Zheng clapped her chopsticks and said, "It would be fine if I didn't meet Hua'er. You clearly know that I have been looking for her for so many years, but you didn't tell me that she was here? What are you doing? Heart? I understand. You must have hooked up with that old fool from the Hua family again, right? That kind of old fool who specializes in doing dirty things. If you get involved with her again, don't..."

"Mom, Mom, calm down!" Zheng Guohua stood up quickly and went behind Mrs. Zheng, stroking her back and saying, "You have high blood pressure, you must not be angry!"

"Can I not be angry? Ah! You said you were looking for a vixen here in Shanghai and I don't care about you. That old man from the Hua family has become like that, but you still miss that vicious woman! If you... "

"Mom! Mom!" Mrs. Zheng was interrupted again by Zheng Guohua. With a wry smile, Zheng Guohua said: "We are treating you, Mom. Let's go home and resolve our internal conflicts, okay?"

Looking at Ling Qingyu and Hua Dong who had stiff smiles on their faces (the men's expressions remained unchanged), Mrs. Zheng said apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm so excited. Don't be offended."

"Well, Mrs. Zheng is really good-natured. Come on, Qingyu has a drink with Mrs." Ling Qingyu raised his glass and said.

"Yes, Hua Dong also wants to toast Auntie." Hua Dong stood up and said.

"Hey, good!" Mrs. Zheng picked up the wine glass. Zheng Guohua quickly poured her a cup of tea. He smiled apologetically at Hua Dong and Ling Qingyu and said, "My mother is not in good health. It would be good to drink tea instead of wine."

"We drank tea with Auntie, replacing wine with tea. Our thoughts are the same." Hua Dong quickly replaced the red wine in the cup with tea, drank it all in one gulp, helped Mrs. Zheng sit down, and looked at the jade in her hand. The bracelet said: "Auntie, is this a gift from Mr. Zheng to you?"

"Well, yes, by the way, I bought it at your press conference, right?" Mrs. Zheng touched the jade bracelet on her hand, restored her loving smile, and smiled at Ling Qingyu.

"It's us together, Hua Dong is taking care of the company now."

"Really? Hua'er is really capable." Mrs. Zheng praised.

The topic finally changed. Mrs. Zheng and Hua Dong talked about jewelry. The atmosphere at the dinner table was harmonious until Mr. Zheng took his son and Cheng Jia to set a time for regular daily contact.

The guests had a good time, eating, drinking and chatting. Looking at Hua Dong's face that was already smiling, Ling Qingyu said goodbye.

Wen Huadong asked for her phone number and was going to talk to her privately. Mrs. Zheng did not stop them, but when sending the two of them out, she took Ling Qingyu to the bathroom alone, and suddenly said with a serious face: "There is something, I want Ling Miss, please help me!"