Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 833 Finale 17

Something happened to the branch this time. Coupled with the hacker incident, Zhou Jing stayed in the company for three nights in a row.

The dim desk lamp on the desk was reflected in the huge floor-to-ceiling windows. The man was immersed in the documents and looked up. He glanced at the wall clock on the wall. It was already two o'clock in the morning.

His personal cell phone was quiet. It had been ten days since he returned to the imperial capital, but the WeChat pop-up window had not appeared once. Zhou Jing once suspected that the other party had already forgotten him and went on his own.

Turning off the phone screen, Zhou Jing stared at the piles of documents, but couldn't read them.

Early the next morning, the secretary pushed open the door and walked in, holding a mobile phone in his hand and looking embarrassed.

Zhou Jing immediately knew who the person on the other end was:

"Just say I'm in a meeting."

The secretary's expression did not improve and he covered the receiver: "The old man is already going upstairs."

Within half a minute, footsteps were heard outside the door.

"If I don't come, will you say that you are in a meeting again?" The old man was obviously very clear about his routine.

Zhou Jing calmly said, "I'll ask Secretary Zhang to pour you a cup of tea."

"Do I need your cup of tea?"

The old man was leaning on a cane and sat down on the sofa, looking very old.

"I heard that you rejected the little girl from Commander Chu's family?"

Zhou Jing: "I don't have any interest, so why waste other people's time."

The old man wanted to hit him with a cane:

"You can't be a quiet lady, and you don't want a lively and flamboyant one. You don't look down on all the ladies of the right age in the entire imperial capital. Are you deliberately trying to get in trouble with my old man, right?!"

Zhou Jing poured him a cup of tea himself: "Grandpa, I know what's going on."

"If you had known better, you wouldn't have had a girlfriend since you were a kid!"

Mr. Zhou poked the ground with his crutch.

Zhou Jing recalled Quan Jiu's face in his mind:

"I'm serious this time."

When he was working until late at night these days, he also thought about why he was attracted to her, and even doubted whether he was really a superficial man who only cares about his face, but he knew very well that even if she didn't have this face, he would

Being attracted to her, it was as if he and her had known each other for a long, long time.

"Whose girl is this? Where does the family live? Who is there in the family..."

The old man was halfway through asking when he was interrupted by Zhou Jing.

"Just an ordinary family background."

In his guess, Quan Jiu only had a little money. After all, there was no wealthy family named Quan in Kyoto.

The old man puffed his beard and glared, and immediately retorted:

"Isn't this nonsense? You know that dude from the Wan family? He didn't accept the marriage, cried, made trouble, and hung himself. He insisted on marrying a commoner with no background. As a result, when something happened to the Wan family, that woman didn't even have her child.

Don't even want it, just take the money and run away with the wild man...

Ah Jing, Grandpa has seen many people who want nothing but nothing. The experience and knowledge of children from ordinary families are so different from yours. You young people only care about the love in front of you, but marriage is not love. Wait until you calm down.

, you will find that you don’t even have a common topic.”

It's not that he has a prejudice against the poor, but he has seen many such "poverty alleviation" marriages over the years, and nine out of ten couples will not end well.

Zhou Jing said calmly and slowly: "Grandpa, you think too much."

The old man disagreed: "Why are you thinking too much? What I said is the truth!"

Zhou Jing nodded: "I said you think too much because other girls don't chase you at all."

Even if I can't catch him, there's no way I can tell what happened next.

The old man's endless eloquence of truth was stuck in his throat:

"Wha, what?"

Don’t give chase?!!

Zhou Jing added without hesitation: "That's what you think, she doesn't like me."

The old man's brain was spinning. He was used to Zhou Jing rejecting others. He never thought of the possibility of others rejecting his grandson. This old man who was a powerful man in his youth was silent for a rare moment and hesitated:

"...You're not trying to trick me on purpose to get me to accept her, are you?"

Zhou Jing: "If she lets go, do you think I will still be sitting here?"

Old man: “…”

The old man took a breath, and for a moment he didn't know what to say. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt unwilling to ask, "Is this woman blind?"

"Forget it, that's fine, it saves you chasing others."

………

Because of this matter, it was rare that the old man did not press for the marriage.

Han Xun walked into Zhou Jing's office, and the other person raised his eyes:

"Why did you come in person?"

Han Xun put the document in his hand: "There are some aspects of the Huanian project that I would like to discuss with you again."

Zhou Jing pointed to the sofa: "Wait for me for two minutes."

After two minutes, there really was no timeout. After the two discussed the project, Han Xun did not leave immediately.

"I heard that the old man has stopped urging me recently?"

The old man wanted to pack Zhou Jing up and send him out tomorrow, but for the sudden change, Zhou Jing must have said something to him.

Zhou Jing raised his eyelids slightly, sat on the sofa with his legs wide open, and closed the contract:

"Um."

No explanation either.

Han Xun: "I'm going to Hoh Xil tomorrow."

Zhou Jing narrowed his black eyes and finally responded: "What are you doing there?"

Han Xun: "Ranran is still working as a volunteer there. I've been there for a week and I heard it's a lot dark."

Zhou Jing's fingertips tapped his knees. Just a place name made him lose his usual indifference.

Looking at his reaction, Han Xun came to the conclusion he was guessing.

"Do you want me to go see her for you?"

Zhou Jing was moved for a moment, calmed down, and refused again: "No."

Han Xun knew in his mind that he was going to see Quan Jiu in person, and he instantly understood why he was working overtime during this time.

Han Xun: "She has no idea what you did for her."

Not only that, he had recently heard that several companies under Zhou Jing's name that he had 100% control over had taken action. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he was planning to break away from Mr. Zhou's control.

In short, he is paving the way for Quanjiu.

Zhou Jing: "She doesn't need to know this."

Han Xun originally thought that he was just in a moment of interest, but after hearing these words, he realized that he was very wrong.

"Peng Fei will definitely have trouble with you."

Zhou Jing's attitude was clear: "I admit my fault, but I won't let you go."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Han Xun was really afraid that Zhou Jing would ignore him and cause a quarrel with Peng Fei.

…

Little Yuzi is ten years old today.

In order to cultivate the relationship between mother and son, Quan Jiu specially selected a horse farm and planned to take his son to ride horses.

When the coach saw such a young child, he swore in his heart and patted his chest.

"Don't worry, Mr. Quan, I have been teaching for twelve years and I will definitely teach the young master a lesson."

Ten minutes later, the equestrian instructor looked at the little boy riding a sweaty horse speeding on the grass, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Different from the traditional highly ornamental equestrian style, Xiaoyouzi is a "wild horse", and this is how the Mongolian people on the grassland ride horses.

Quan Jiu looked at the little Yuzi who was having a good time and said, "Forget it, just step back, I'll just accompany him."

Mother and son simply raced horses. Quan Jiu didn't even bother to wear protective gear, and ran several laps around the training ground under the worried eyes of the coach.

The coach watched "Jodie", who usually had the most bad temper, become as docile as a cat under Quan Jiu's hands, and the barrage in his heart kept filling the screen one after another.

Not just him, almost the entire racecourse noticed Quan Jiu and her horse Jodie.

Jodie is a sweat horse that was just brought back from the grassland a month ago. It has pure genes and has produced several famous horses with great achievements. The five-star coach at the training ground has been working with Jodie for several months, and he can only ride it.

Getting on the horse, there was no way to get Jodie to run.

As soon as Quan Jiu came out today, the members of the racecourse took a video and spread it.

When Han Xun received the video from his friend, he once suspected that he had identified the wrong person.

[Just asking are you handsome? Brother, isn’t this woman exciting enough? 】

[A woman who can tame Jodie must have a stronger temper than Jodie. Damn it, I’m so eager to conquer!]

[Xunzi, if I remember correctly, do you have a stake in this racecourse? Quickly find out for me who this woman is. It’s been almost a month since I met a woman with the right taste, and now I’m about to start my next spring...

…]

Han Xun was in a meeting and frowned slightly when he saw the news. After sending a message asking the racecourse manager to check the person, he forwarded the video to Zhou Jing.

The next second, Zhou Jing's call came over.

The call is connected.

Zhou Jing: “Where did you see it?”

Han Xun: "Racecourse on the outskirts of the city."

He originally thought that Zhou Jing knew about it, but now it seems that Quan Jiu didn't tell him about Quan Jiu's coming to the imperial capital at all.

Han Xun's eyebrows were pounding. This was not the attitude a woman should have towards her beloved. Just when he couldn't make up his mind, a message from the person in charge of the racecourse popped up.

[Boss, I checked, Miss Quanjiu came here with her son to ride horses.]

Han Xun's pupils opened slightly, and he stared at the screen. For a moment, he even doubted whether he could not understand Chinese.

son?

Quanjiu’s son?

Where did she get her son?!

When he was in shock, Zhou Jing on the other side spoke again.

"If you let people stare, I'll go over now."

Han Xun instinctively wanted to stop him: "Ajing..."

When the words came out of his mouth, he didn't know how to continue.

He had seen Zhou Jing's efforts for Quanjiu, and now she suddenly told him that she had a son and even a husband. He didn't know if he could accept it...

Zhou Jing: "That's it, I'm dead."

Without hesitation, Zhou Jing cut off the phone call. He didn't care about the employees in the conference room. He said "the meeting is postponed until tomorrow" and hurried to the underground parking lot.

Han Xun on the other end directly called the person in charge of the racecourse.

"Are you sure he is your biological son?"

Person in charge: "Yes, Miss Quan admitted it herself."

Han Xun's heart sank to the bottom, he hung up the phone and hurried to the parking lot.

…

Quan Jiu didn't know yet that "a disaster was coming", so he and Xiao Yuzi were lying on the bench, each eating a box of ice cream.

"Baby, don't you really want to go to school?"

Although she is ten years old, because of her memory, Little Yuzi's current knowledge level is comparable to that of a college student.

Little Yuzi shook his head. Contrary to his and his mother's expectations, his growth rate began to slow down at the age of ten, and it would not be too abrupt for him to go to school.

"They are too noisy."

Still stupid.

He didn't say the last words, as his mother and concubine usually taught him to make more friends.

Quan Jiu didn't force it: "Okay, then I'll ask the teacher to come to the house."

She doesn't have any requirements for him to have a successful child, as long as he is safe and happy.

001 drove an SUV into the parking lot of the racecourse. Because of this awkward hairstyle, he didn't want to go back to see 000 recently.

Little Youzi recognized 001's car: "Mother, my uncle is here."

Quan Jiu stood up and said, "Let's go and eat."

When it was time for lunch, 001 came over to take the two of them to the restaurant for dinner.

The car door has been opened. The man is wearing a gray suit, with a flamboyant hairstyle and a handsome face. He looks like a playboy.

001 squatted down skillfully and picked up the little grapefruit with one hand: "I haven't seen you for two days. How big has it become?"

001 is the person Xiao Yuzi trusts the most besides Quanjiu. In the previous plane, 001 knew of his existence in advance and bought him oden and lollipops. Xiao Yuzi quietly and sweetly called out:

"Little uncle."

001 raised his eyebrows: "Why am I the younger uncle and 000 is the older uncle?"

He obviously doesn't know where the child came up with the ordering method.

Little Youzi just explained to him calmly: "Uncle is just uncle."

Wherever you look, he looks like an uncle.

001 patted his little butt and carried him towards the car:

"No, change it over."

Xiao Yuzi frowned, turned her head and looked at Quan Jiu reluctantly:

"Mommy..."

Meeting his dark and bright eyes, Quan Jiu's heart immediately turned away.

"That's almost it. I don't have the ability to embarrass my son."

001 laughed angrily: "You brat, you know how to move reinforcements at such a young age."

……Dividing line……

Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, my dears, remember to eat moon cakes.

Recently, because I joined the job, I have been bouncing back and forth between being asleep and not waking up every day. There are always dinner parties after get off work, and I fall asleep when I get home and fall asleep on the bed. I cry.

(End of chapter)