Chapter 1227
Almighty Daughter Runs The World
âChapter 1227: 259: Like Father, like son. If you donât seek death, you wonât Die! 3â
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ââEn.âYe Zhaomu took out a document. âOh right, President Zhao, this is our companyâs offer. Take a look.â â
Father Zhao took the offer and looked at it carefully.
âSeeing that he did not speak for a long time, ye Zhaomu continued, âPresident Zhao, this is our first cooperation. If you are not satisfied with the price, you can still adjust it.â â
âFather Zhao put down the price list. âThere is no problem with the price, but I have to take the contract back and let the legal department study it.â â
âOkay.â
âFather Zhaoâs gaze inadvertently swept across ye Zhaomuâs desk. On the desk was a photo of a seven or eight-year-old boy. He continued, âIs that director Yeâs son?â â
âYe Zhaomu smiled and said, âYes, thatâs my son. Heâs eight years old this year.â â
Grandson!
He had a grandson!
That was his grandson!
The Zhao family had a descendant.
Father Zhao wished he could hug the photo and kiss it.
âSeeing Father Zhao like this, ye Zhaomu asked curiously, âDirector Zhao, Whatâs Wrong?â â
ââNothing, nothing.âFather Zhao waved his hand. âI just like children.âBut as he waved his hand, he accidentally knocked over the cup of water on the table. â
Bang â
Ye Zhaomu was caught off guard and the water in the cup spilled all over his body.
âFather Zhao quickly stood up and wiped the water off ye Zhaomuâs sleeve. âSorry, Sorry, President Ye. Did you burn yourself? Quickly roll up your sleeve.â â
ââItâs fine, itâs fine, President Zhao. You Donât have to be nervous,âye Zhaomu said as she rolled up her sleeve. â
It was bare.
âYe Zhaomuâs arms were bare. Other than the marks of the tea being scalded red, there were no other marks at all. â
âSeeing this scene, the light in Father Zhaoâs eyes instantly disappeared. â
No.
He was not Zhao Ziye.
This was not his son.
It was another futile effort.
Just how excited he was when he saw ye Zhaomu just now was how disappointed Father Zhao was now.
How could it not be?
Oh My God!
When will he be able to find his son? !
Father Zhao was on the verge of tears.
âThe Butler saw that Father Zhao was not in a good condition and immediately put away the documents on the table. He then said, âPresident Zhao, itâs about time. We still have an important meeting in the afternoon.â â
âAfter saying that, the butler turned to look at Ye Zhaomu. âPresident Ye, for other matters, weâll contact you after we return to the company.â â
Father Zhao followed the butler and walked out in a daze.
âYe Zhaomu stood up and said, âAlright, Iâll send you out.â â
âAfter sending the two of them downstairs, Ye Zhaomu walked back. â
âJust as she walked into the house, a young woman walked out. âZhaomu, how is it? Have you reached an agreement?â â
ââItâs almost done,âye Zhaomu said. â
ââThatâs good,âthe young woman said with a smile. âItâs impossible for a small company like Yesen to compete with US for business.â â
Ye Zhaomu rolled up her sleeves and put them down. Her eyes were filled with disdain. âYesen? Who does he think he is? He will only bring shame to the ye family!â
âThe young woman nodded. âYouâre right, Zhaomu. I donât think he deserves to be called Yesen!â â
In the car.
Father Zhao covered his face and cried out loud.
âThe Butler sat at the side and comforted father Zhao. âMaster, donât cry. Although we didnât find young master this time, I believe that one day, we will find young master. Please donât give up on yourself.â â
Father Zhao was just worried that he would never be able to find Zhao Ziye again.
He was already in his seventies this year.
He did not know how many years he had left in his life.
âCan you still find him?âFather Zhao looked at the butler with red eyes.
âSeeing an old man in his 70s crying like this, the butler could not bear it and continued, âYes, definitely! Look, even ye Langhua found his own daughter. You can definitely find young master.â â
These words gave Father Zhao hope.
Thatâs right.
Even ye Langhua found her daughter.
How could he not find his son!
He could definitely find him.
âThe butler continued, âItâs getting late. I heard that thereâs a private house nearby that tastes very good. It just so happens that you havenât eaten yet. Why Donât you have a meal? You can take the opportunity to relax.â â
âOkay.âFather Zhao nodded.
The Butler instructed the driver to start the car.
The city center was extremely congested.
âThe journey, which should have taken ten minutes, took more than half an hour. â
The private restaurantâs business was booming.
âThe Butler had spent more than 200 yuan to find the scalper, so there was no need to queue. â
ââMaster, letâs go in quickly.â â