The President is Too Fierce: Sweet Wife, Be Nice!

He was nervous and his eyes were a little erratic.

Cheng Lianxun just glanced at him and then quickly looked away.

She doesn't like him like this, because it looks so cowardly.

Anyway, he is also a father. Seeing him like this made her feel uncomfortable.

"Brother Zhuo is very talkative, so don't be nervous."

She went in first after reminding.

The relationship with my father can't be said to be bad, but it definitely can't be said to be good.

"..."

Cheng Xianzhe was stunned for a second.

Zhuo Dingding is easy to talk?

His daughter is still too naive.

I'm afraid she has never seen it before. Zhuo Dingding's thunderous methods of doing business are as ruthless as anything. He is easy to talk, and he can be called the biggest joke in Shanghai this year.

"Brother Zhuo."

When I entered, I saw a man in dark blue pajamas, sitting on the sofa like an emperor, she called out softly, and trotted over.

Inertly, she wanted to sit beside him, but when she thought of something, she bent down and paused.

"Brother Zhuo, my dad said he has something to do with you."

She stood by, pointing to her father who followed behind.

Zhuo Dingding grabbed her little hand hanging by her side, played with it carefully, and looked at Cheng Xianzhe casually.

"Mr. Zhuo, I am still looking at Haihan for a late-night visit. I really need to see you urgently."

The first thing Cheng Xianzhe did was to bow.

Cheng Lianxun looked away in a panic when he looked so humble.

One is her father, and the other is her boyfriend. The attitude of the elders towards the younger generation is so humble, and it is very uncomfortable for her to be caught in the middle.

Are they really that afraid of Brother Zhuo?

The little guy's face couldn't hide his thoughts, Zhuo Dingding could tell what she was thinking with just one glance.

"You play by yourself first." He stood up, said softly to her, and then gave Cheng Xianzhe a cold look, "Father-in-law, come with me."

Hearing the words father-in-law, Cheng Xianzhe's feet softened and he almost knelt down.

He has no sense of honor, only a sense of fear from top to bottom, inside and out.

They went upstairs.

Assistant Qin Tu stood aside with a very low sense of presence, and was also preparing to leave at this time.

"Qin Tu."

Seeing him turn around, Cheng Lianxun suddenly called him.

"Miss Lian Xun, what are your orders?"

Qin Tu turned around again, facing her.

"Why is my dad so afraid of Brother Zhuo?"

She sat down, as if to question Qin Tu carefully.

"This...is not easy to say."

Qin Tu lowered his eyebrows and narrowed his eyes, thinking about his words.

"Say it straight, don't worry, I won't tell Brother Zhuo."

"This has nothing to do with your father, the problem lies with your father."

After assessing the overall situation, Qin Tu felt that it didn't matter to talk to her.

"Go on."

"It's normal for your father to be afraid of you, because in the business circle of Shanghai, there are not many people who are not afraid of you."

Even in the imperial capital, those who knew a little about Mr. Zhuo would avoid him.

He has been by Grandpa's side for so many years, and he knows exactly how cruel and violent Grandpa is.

As for the gentleness of the master, only the little girl in front of him has experienced it.

"Is this the same attitude towards him?"

She knows the name of the brutal third master, but is it true that everyone is afraid of him?

"Um."

Qin Tu nodded.

"The elders who are much older than him, are they the same?"

she wondered.

"The business world doesn't talk about age."

"Then what are you talking about?"

"ability."

"..." The little girl was silent for a few seconds, "Go and do your work."

She knew that brother Zhuo was very powerful, but she didn't expect him to be so powerful.

No wonder he talked with grandpa for tens of minutes, and grandpa recognized their relationship.

As soon as Qin Tu left, her cell phone rang, and it turned out to be Chen Chen calling.