Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 446 - 444 There’s Something Even More Important than Returning to the Country
"Mm, Ayao. I really thank you this time."
Fang Yao smiled and said, "Alright, go on in to work."
Jiayi nodded her head and entered the building first.
As she took the elevator, she didn’t forget to call Zaizai to prepare him for what to say when he got home, telling Zaizai that if grandma asked about the sleepover the previous night, he should say it was at an Aunt Fang’s house, to avoid any slips of the tongue.
Zaizai, as usual, nodded his head smartly: "Mommy, I got it, Aunt Fang, your department’s female Boss, your superior and colleague."
"That’s right. That settles it then." Jiayi kissed her son through the phone, relieved, but then she heard Zaizai’s voice again:
"But how long are you going to keep this from grandma, really?"
Jiayi was startled, "This isn’t exactly keeping it from her, it’s just that there’s no need for grandma to know about this matter, why worry her? Mommy is getting the hang of it now. Once I’ve repaid Uncle Huo’s money, this matter will be over, isn’t that great?"
Zaizai snorted derisively, hitting the nail on the head: "Mommy, I’m not looking down on you, but I really doubt you can pay it all off."
Jiayi was taken aback by Zaizai’s words; indeed, now it wasn’t just money, but also a debt of gratitude...
Zaizai’s enrollment in kindergarten, not being expelled, all of it was thanks to that man’s help...
"How could it not be paid off, Mommy will work hard." Jiayi couldn’t let her son lose faith, she tried to muster her spirits, but even as she spoke, she felt her confidence waning.
Zaizai, of course, detected the weakness in Mommy’s voice and sighed for no reason.
The debt was too heavy, Mommy alone found it hard to cope.
But well, if Godfather really got together with Mommy—
He would surely not let Mommy suffer repaying debts as a servant, and Mommy wouldn’t have to work so hard as a servant!
He knew that lately, grandma was trying to set Mommy up with suitable blind date candidates.
Instead of finding some stranger, bad as Godfather might be, at least he was a known quantity.
Though Godfather was a bit distant, under his relentless efforts, he had warmed up a bit towards him lately. Last night, he even held Mommy as they slept...
Thinking of this, a sly smile like that of a little fox flickered across Zaizai’s large pupils.
After hanging up Mommy’s call, Zaizai, holding a child’s cell phone and before class began, walked to a corner of the classroom, opened the contact list, and dialed another number.
That number was set as the most important on his calling list.
Mommy was a girl, with a thin skin, no help there, so he had to take matters into his own hands to foster feelings for Mommy.
At the same time, on the other end of the phone.
The conference room on the eighty-sixth floor, the top of the city’s tallest building.
A gathering of the highest-ranked political and business elites of The Seven Coastal Cities, convened for the Asia Building, a recent joint venture between the government and the business community. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
The Asia Building was about to commence construction, set to be over 800 meters tall, located near Yunling City by the coastal port, designed by elite architects from the world’s top design firm, America’s SOM Design Firm.
Once completed, Asia Building would become the tallest tourist attraction in all of Asia, surpassing Dubai’s tallest building, Burj Dubai.
This project, in addition to becoming a performance project for the coastal government, will also stimulate the vitality of the coastal business district and attract more outside investment.
For both the political and business circles, it’s a matter worth looking forward to with both fame and profit to be gained.
The founder and financier of this project is none other than Huo Zhenyang, who has just returned from America.
About the details of the Asia Building, it had always been Huo Zhenyang’s assistant who dealt with the explanations and negotiations with everyone, and today is the first time Huo Zhenyang has appeared in person.
Around the expensive, carved oval conference table, the highest-ranking elite from the coastal regions all watched the man at the chairman’s seat with reverential gazes.
Four years ago, Huo Zhenyang and the Huo Family patriarch suddenly gave up the Huo Group they had founded in China, handed over the G City group to several major shareholders to manage, took the family members from Huo Garden, boarded a private plane, and mysteriously left China overnight, heading straight for America.
No one knew why.
The most widespread speculation was that Huo Zhenyang was unsatisfied with business in China and wanted to expand his commercial interests in Europe and America, which was why he left quietly.
However, there were also rumors that on the private plane used by the Huo Family, several people resembling doctors also boarded, suggesting that perhaps the Huo Family patriarch or Huo Zhenyang was ill, necessitating a secret trip to America for treatment.
If they could abandon the China group without a care, then clearly, the illness couldn’t be too minor.
If it was the Huo Family patriarch who was sick, why the secrecy? Why not announce it to the world?
In recent years, the patriarch had retired behind the scenes and rarely interfered with the group’s affairs, so even if news of his illness leaked, it wouldn’t cause too much fluctuation or impact on the Huo Group.
Therefore—the one who was ill must have been Huo Zhenyang.
Huo Zhenyang was the main pillar of the Huo Group at present. If word got out that he was gravely ill, it would surely lead to a major drop in the Huo Group’s stock market, causing irreparable damage to the entire Huo Group and all its companies and partners.
That must be the reason for secretly seeking treatment in America, right?
Regardless of the actual reason, Huo Zhenyang’s departure had become a legendary secret tale in China’s upper social circles.
At this moment, on the chairman’s seat, the man who looked as if he owned the world, with his broad shoulders and narrow waist, was tall, elegant, and leanly-muscled, wrapped in a hand-tailored, immaculate suit. His face was commanding and strikingly handsome, with a nose so straight it seemed like the world’s finest artist had hand-carved it. His brows were slightly furrowed, his lips pressed tightly, his gaze occasionally fixed on the projector, his long index finger with distinct knuckles lightly tapping the conference table. As he reviewed the plans for the Asia Building, his eyes flickered with thought.
The conference room was so silent that the tapping sounds were exceptionally clear.
Each tap was cold, resonant, powerful, and rhythmic, causing everyone present to hold their breath.
Huo Zhenyang’s aura was just as flourishing, distinguished, and extraordinary as it had been years ago, only more restrained than four years before.
His deep eyes held a certain sharpness that was now even more enigmatic.
Apart from looking slightly thinner in the face, he seemed spirited and vigorous, not at all like someone who had suffered a serious illness.
Perhaps the rumors of his illness were just baseless speculations!
Four years can transform a young, spirited man into one more composed and sharp, with strategies as cunning as an old fox.
Just like his immediate investment in building the Asia Building in The Seven Coastal Cities upon returning to the country—it’s obviously not because he had nothing better to do.
By establishing the Asia Building, pleasing the government, and in return, having the government facilitate his acquisitions within the country, his plans proceeded unimpeded.
Once the Asia Building was completed, Huo Zhenyang’s name would be etched in China’s history, becoming an honor that money can’t measure.
Beyond that, everyone knew that Huo Zhenyang had another important matter to attend to upon his return to the country.
