Perfect Match

how could be?

His little nightingale must be hovering around with a red umbrella, maybe he would hide in the next street corner, or some humble alley, waiting for him to find him.

The frigid, frail Omega couldn't wait too long.

Zheng Feiyu was so anxious that he returned to the car and started the engine. Regardless of the amount of fuel he had seen, he immediately stepped on the accelerator with one foot. The dark body turned into a phantom across the street corner, the tires rushed into the snow, and a fascinating arc of white mist was scattered on each side, arrogantly covering the entire street.

But the next second, with a huge braking sound, the car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

Zheng Feiyu clenched his steering wheel, his face turned pale, and cold sweat slipped from his forehead.

He desperately recalled every detail just now, but found that it was impossible to tell at the moment when the car rushed out, was he awake.

Chapter 28

In early December, Zheng Feiyu signed a stack of documents, surrendering Jiusheng's management rights.

The chief who has been seated for many years abruptly resigned due to vacation. The master Zheng Qian Qianlong, who had been ignorant and obscured, took the leadership, led the reorganization of the high level, and the power was shuffled. As soon as the news came out, the group caused an explosive sensation. Rumors rushed out one after another, and then a wave of rumors about the Zheng brothers' mischief was used to present a wave of views and splendor.

For the board of directors, Zheng Fei's departure was not a surprise, because he offered to resign at an interim meeting.

That meeting actually had only one purpose: to fire the CEO.

Zheng Feiyu's mania and irritability had early signs, and his continued mental state was no longer capable of high-intensity decision-making. Even if Zheng Hongming did not throw out the multiple-choice question, he would sooner or later have to face martyrdom from the board of directors if a decision error occurred. Proposing "vacation" yourself can at least be decent.

No one is naive enough to believe that an ambitious Alpha will retreat during the heyday of power for the purpose of "vacation," but no one can deny it.

In any case, it at least hid the secret of spouse hunting, which led Zheng Feiyu to withdraw from the management of Jiusheng with a history of zero stains.

Throughout the transfer of power and responsibility, Zheng Feiyu kept silent. He thought he could take it all calmly, but every time he signed a document, he clearly felt that the protective armor was shattered.

He pondered for a long time before signing the last name.

After this sum has fallen, his brother will gain power and will emerge from the beginning, and he will be erased from the CEO brand on the 55th floor, no longer having real power, and no longer the sole heir of Jiusheng.

Who dragged him into this situation?

It was the docile, seemingly innocuous Omega.

On the day of talking with He An at the cafe, he was still an absolutely strong party: holding a vast network of people, with 29 towering cities standing behind him, and on the opposite side, it was just an Omega that could not even afford a 30 square meter rough house . The two sides have lost a few strata. He regards He An as a joke, disdains to treat him as a "weakness", and even arbitrarily bullies.

Only a year has passed, and the humble "weakness" of the original had spread out, dissolving the strong capital he had.

I want to be ironic.

The clock ticked through the long silence in the conference room. Dozens of beams of sight were thrown in from different directions, converging into pressure that couldn't be ignored, and he pressed Zheng Feiyan's shoulders heavily, urging him to sign his authority as soon as possible.

Zheng Feiyu looked up and looked at his father on the chair.

Mr. Zheng looked at him calmly, resting one hand on the table and the other hand on a swivel chair. His old and squinting eyes had a three-quarter smile, and when Zheng Feiyu looked over, he slightly tickled the corner of his mouth. Like a well-informed father who believes that his child will admit his mistake at the last minute.

Zheng Feiyu knew that he still had a chance to repent. As long as he bows his head and softens, and promises He An to return home, he can immediately cancel this absurd "vacation", get back what belongs to him, and get everything back on track.

He shook.

It was the long life he had dedicated for twelve years to it. It was all his life and career. Was it worth it to give up for an invisible Omega? After all, it's just an Omega.

The nib hovered over the paper, and it was slow to fall.

Zheng Hongming sat calmly at the same place without giving up and giving him plenty of time to think. The chairman didn't speak, and naturally there was no second person in the conference room daring to squeak, and he was patient to wait for him to make a decision.

Suddenly, Zheng Feiyu waved his pen to sign the big name, swiped the pen to the table, pushed the chair away, and left Jiusheng without looking back.

He accepted the empty schedule, and he also accepted unattended social interaction.

In the past, the secretary's careful planning could only squeeze a little leisure into a large section of blank space, like water in the ocean, so much that it swallowed the mouth and nose, and it was meaningless.

Wanting to talk to someone, unfortunately, he has always been arbitrarily arbitrarily used, never asking for suggestions from others, and when no one talks about it, he realizes that there is no caring friend beside him. However, there were several finches who did not know where they came from. They were flattering and embracing, saying they were willing to solve his loneliness.

Zheng Feiyu understood why they came.