Chapter 242： More scumbag than anyone else 19┃The road to self-destruction (1/2)

When Su Ming hid in the bushes to eavesdrop on Zhuang Li and Sun Baixi's conversation, Zhuang Shimiao also hid to eavesdrop.

Because of this, he finally knew why Zhuang Li would rather lose 2 billion to terminate the contract with the Sun family. Sure enough, that incident was exposed, and it was exposed so early, no one thought that Zhuang Li would be a master hacker.

Zhuang Li has never received a good education and has never seen the outside world, but he still relies on self-study to become a top talent.

Before that, Zhuang Shimiao never believed in ethnology and genetics, but now he has to. As early as when Zhuang Li was born, the dealer gave him the best wealth, that is, good genes and a smart brain.

Zhuang Shimiao was thinking all the way, and his unwilling thoughts became stronger and stronger. If it is external things that lose to Zhuang Li, he admits that he does not feel that he cannot catch up or even surpass in his future efforts.

But he lost in IQ at birth, and he really couldn't make up for this shortcoming. No matter how much effort he spends, he cannot become a genius.

However, what Zhuang Hong likes most is genius. He graduated from NJ University with a double doctorate. He is a genius himself, and he also advocates the "grey man theory".

In other words, when Zhuang Li returned to the dealer, Zhuang Shimiao had already lost.

This realization made Zhuang Shimiao's heart suffer. After returning to the room, he realized later that Sun Baixi's exposure also meant that Zhuang Li saw through his own thoughts. How will this person deal with himself?

All night, Zhuang Shimiao pondered this question. He could imagine that starting from tomorrow, he would be sidelined by Zhuang Li, and Sun Baixi, Duke and the others would also come to deal with him in order to please Zhuang Li.

Zhuang Shimiao, who was accustomed to being highly sought after by others, couldn't stand this grievance, so the next day, he was naturally ill, and he was very ill.

There was a lack of medical facilities on the island, and everyone had to call for a boat to take him back early.

Zhuang Li and Su Ming stayed on the island to continue their vacation.

Six days later, Zhuang Li, who had not tanned at all, returned to City C, just in time to have dinner with his grandfather.

Zhuang Hong sat in the main seat as usual, Zhuang Qingfeng and Huang Yaping sat on his left and right, respectively, and Zhuang Shimiao was not there.

The food on the table was already half-cold, but the tableware and chopsticks of the three were neatly placed and did not move at all.

It can be seen that when he received a call from his grandson, Zhuang Hong issued an order that he must wait for his grandson to return home before eating.

Zhuang Qingfeng's face was full of impatience, but Huang Yaping showed a warm smile. She missed her son after not seeing her for a few days.

Zhuang Li handed over his luggage to the housekeeper, walked straight to Zhuang Hong, and stretched out his arms in a hug gesture after a long distance.

Zhuang Hong also stood up and hugged his grandson with a big laugh. He patted his grandson's back with his palms, and asked, "Have you had a good time?"

"Happy, originally they wanted to play for a few more days. I said that my old man must miss me, and I have to go back." Zhuang Li spread his hands and smiled: "No, I will come back first."

Zhuang Hong was coaxed by his grandson into a wide-eyed smile, but he waved his hand impatiently: "Go, go, who misses you!"

Having said that, he craned his neck and shouted into the kitchen: "Pharaoh, quickly bring out the soup that has been simmering for a day."

In order to welcome his grandson home, he had the chef prepare it early in the morning.

Zhuang Li laughed more and more heartily, and rubbed his grandfather's white hair recklessly. Both grandparents and grandchildren are small curly hairs in the same line. It was precisely because of this distinctive feature that the original owner was recognized.

Zhuang Hong poured a bowl of soup for his grandson and told him to drink more, but he didn't move, just sat and watched kindly.

Zhuang Qingfeng, who had never enjoyed his father's love, saw his eyes turn red. He also wanted to drink Daddy's soup.

Zhuang Hong glanced at him and said lightly: "Xiao Li, your father asked Zhuang Shimiao to work in the company. The position is deputy director of the R&D department. What do you think? I want to send him abroad, do you agree?"

Zhuang Qingfeng immediately looked at his son with dissatisfaction on his face. What qualifications does Zhuang Li have to ask about his decision? What does he know?

Zhuang Li took a spoonful of soup and drank it slowly, his tone was as cold as the old man's: "Let Zhuang Shimiao go to work in the company? This will kill him. I agree with Grandpa's opinion, send him abroad and tell him to stop in the future. return."

Zhuang Qingfeng was taken aback. On the day he secretly took Zhuang Shimiao to complete the entry formalities, the old man said this to him when he received the news--"You will kill Zhuang Shimiao like this."

What happened to these grandparents? Why do you say that you will kill Shimiao? Can't they tolerate Shimiao like that? Twenty-two years later, even a dog should have a relationship, right?

Zhuang Qingfeng was angry and cold. He realized that this son, like the old man, was a cold-blooded monster.

The smile on Huang Yaping's face disappeared, and the taste of the meal changed in one bite. People's hearts are biased. Twenty-two years of deep feelings made her pay more attention to Zhuang Shimiao's feelings.

She put down the bowl and chopsticks with a bang, wanting to scold her son for being unfeeling.

Unexpectedly, Zhuang Hong clapped the table and laughed, and said with admiration: "As expected of my grandson Zhuang Hong, his vision is long-term. If you are really like your father--"