NOVEL NEXT Chapter 290: 290-day deadline
Liu Zhizhong chuckled lightly for a moment, then said, "You're exaggerating, Uncle Zhang, seriously exaggerating! After our acquaintance, you wouldn't really go as far as to threaten me with death, would you?"
"Death threat? Haha..." Zhang Zhenglong's smile was all skin and no heart as he savored another sip of his tea, "Don't talk so serious, kid; it won't come to death. It's all about how you perform, how you persuade the Zhang mother and daughter—get the mom on good terms with me and the daughter back with my nephew Hongyang! I'll make sure everyone knows you're the Zhao family's spokesperson... haha..."
When he finished, he drank down his tea, smacking his lips and saying, "Tsk tsk tsk... your mom's tea is really fragrant, really delicious."
Liu Zhizhong replied with a forced laugh, "Uncle Zhang, what you're doing here, I've turned from the Zhao family spokesperson into your lobbyist, haven't I?"
"I don't care, kid; just make sure you handle it well, and Uncle and the Zhang Family Members won't treat you unfairly. That's all, I have a lunch appointment, so I'm off first. You have three days to give me an answer, and I hope it's a good one!"
After that, Zhang Zhenglong stood up and left, showing a crisp decisiveness.
He walked a few paces, came back, took the teapot by himself, poured a full cup, and drained it in one gulp.
"Mm, fragrant, it's really good! Keep up the good effort, lad, and I hope your mom will brew tea for me for a lifetime. Hehe..."
Zhang Zhenglong said this while patting Liu Zhizhong on the shoulder and then strutted off with a sinister smile.
Liu Zhizhong sat on the sofa, gulped down some tea, and thought to himself that it tasted pretty average. Haha... Watching Zhang Zhenglong's tall, plump Shadow walk away, he really felt sorry for his mother-in-law to be under him.
Of course, he also felt a bit emotional; what a try-hard bootlicker, sigh...
But a three-day deadline, that he didn't care about.
Because he had made up his mind, he would accompany Zhang Zhenglong's sister, hehe...
Right afterward, Liu Zhizhong pushed open the kitchen door and saw the mother and daughter busily working, feeling quite content inside.
He was someone with dreams!
The daughter was already his prize—satisfaction!
If the mother were too, that would be perfect bliss.
When Lu Yumei saw him enter the kitchen, she immediately said, "Weren't you talking with the Zhang man, why have you come in here?"
"He left, I sent him packing."
"Really?" Lu Yumei's eyes brightened, "You've got some skill! Tell me, how did you send him packing?"
Liu Zhizhong smiled, "Well, it's nothing really. He definitely wanted to pressure me, with two main objectives: one was to marry you, and the other was to get Zhao Han back to Zhang Hongyang's side. Of course, I refused, and he gave me a three-day deadline to work on you two. But that, it's just not possible, absolutely not!"
Lu Yumei said with disdain, "Fatty Zhang is really disgusting, pestering us endlessly, so annoying! I won't marry him; I'd rather stay single for life than marry him!"
"Mm, on this point, I back Mom all the way!" Liu Zhizhong nodded decisively.
"Back me with what? With words?" Lu Yumei glanced at him and then went back to sorting the vegetables.
Liu Zhizhong glanced at Zhao Han, who just happened to look back at him, their eyes meeting in a tender moment.
However, Liu Zhizhong quickly said, "I definitely need to take action to keep our mom here at home. I'm going to book a flight ticket right now and try to leave this afternoon for Hainan!"
"Why are you going to Hainan?" Lu Yumei asked, puzzled.
"Yeah, why suddenly decide to go to Hainan? Didn't you just have a talk with the director of the City Organization Department this morning?" Zhao Han also asked, curious.
Liu Zhizhong chuckled, "I wanted to check out how it is to be ripped off as a tourist, is that not okay?"
"Stop kidding! Tell the truth! How did the talk with the director go, and why are you going to Hainan?" Lu Yumei flung the vegetables into the basin, her actions carrying the flavor of a domestic woman.