Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

At the center of the storm of public opinion, Lu Zhiang entered the Os Group under the escort of bodyguards with an expressionless face.

On both sides of him, reporters frantically asked, "Lu Zhiang, Lu Zhiang, are you really the airborne director of the Os Group?"

"Lu Zhiang, there are rumors that you have a father-son relationship with the stepfather of Os, the second largest shareholder of the Os Group and the current CEO of the Os Group. Is this true?"

"Lu Zhiang, Lu Zhiang, are you announcing your retirement from the entertainment industry now that you have joined the board of directors of Os Group?"

Each issue is now the focus of heated discussions on the Internet.

It's a pity that the bodyguards around Lu Zhiang are not vegetarians. They are all tall and tall, with their arms spread out. No reporter can successfully break through and rush to Lu Zhiang's side.

Lu Zhiang's handsome profile looked a little more mature. He didn't answer a single question from the reporter from beginning to end, and disappeared from the reporter's sight under the cover of his bodyguards.

He came to the Os Group today just to check in and prove that he was here, and he didn't really want to do anything.

As soon as he entered, he immediately coldly asked the people around him, "The reporter has photographed me, can I leave now?"

Among the tall bodyguards in black beside him was a slender man. Hearing this, he immediately bowed and said, "Master, I'm afraid this won't work."

"Didn't I come here as you requested?" Lu Zhiang said impatiently and tugged on the tie around his neck.

He doesn't like wearing ties, and boring suits make him feel suffocated. The tie is the one that makes him feel the most constrained among the suffocating feelings.

But he appeared today as the new director of the Os Group, so he could no longer wear whatever he wanted like a band.

Everything about him seems to have been prescribed by someone. He can only do what the programmed robot wants him to do.

The tone of the secretary beside him didn't change, and he said flatly, "Director Wesley hasn't come yet, you need to wait for him in his office for a while. You can't leave until he arrives."

Wesley is Os' stepfather, the man in the wheelchair that Li Beijue tracked last time.

Although he does not hold the largest shareholding in the Os Group, he still has shares in other companies, and he himself has a complicated background. No one knows how much power he has, so even if his shares only hold the second place, in the group, his words are sometimes more useful than Os, who holds the first place.

It is precisely because Wesley's status is so special that the appearance of his illegitimate son caused such a big disturbance as soon as he entered the Os Group.

When Lu Zhiang heard Wesley's name, his handsome face turned cold and his eyes seemed to be covered with frost. His reaction was not like a son's reaction when he heard his father's name, but more like he heard the name of his enemy. The muscles in his cheeks were tense, as if he was trying to endure something, and he responded stiffly, "I understand, take me up. I'll wait in his office."

"Okay, Master."

The secretary led him to the exclusive elevator, which led directly to the luxurious and huge office.

Lu Zhiang didn't wait long in the office when the elevator door opened again, and a bodyguard pushed a man in a wheelchair in.

The bodyguard looks like Lian Jiazi at first glance. He is not very tall, but looking at his hidden eyes, you can see that he is a dormant poisonous snake. Once someone is unfavorable to the person he protects, he will immediately pounce on him and bite him to death. other side!