Chapter 883

Luo Ziwen tried his best to calm himself down.

This is Jiangcheng, not Hong Kong.

Even if he were to go back now, it would take quite a bit of trouble.

And this is the office of the Jiangcheng Foreign Trade Bureau Director.

Standing outside the door are Director Zhou and Section Chief Lu Qiaoge of the National Foreign Trade Bureau.

Fortunately, he decisively hung up the phone.

He now vaguely guessed why his father didn't like Lu Qiaoge.

He was unhappy that he had a biological son.

And that he was able to find Xiao Jun was all because Lu Qiaoge acted as a go-between.

Now thinking back carefully, his father's joy for Xiao Jun was far less than what his mother showed.

He preferred his nephews and grand-nephews.

That's why he had these capricious attitudes.

At this moment, Luo Ziwen's heart was ice cold.

For so many years, whether he was poor or rich, he never let his father suffer, endure hardship, or be burdened.

As a son, he felt he had already done well enough.

But why was his father still dissatisfied with him?

Why would his father rather give his care to his nephews and grand-nephews than to himself and Xiao Jun?

Is there really no difference between a son and a nephew?

But now, it was impossible to think about this matter anymore.

Today's incident made him lose a lot of face.

He didn't know how to face Director Zhou and Lu Qiaoge.

And at this critical juncture, it was impossible for him to blame Assistant Liu for not watching the office well.

Old Zhou of the Foreign Trade Bureau looked upright, but was actually very slick.

Lu Qiaoge looked like she was adept at handling all kinds of situations, and was always smiling on weekdays.

But when she encountered a situation where she had to be reasonable, she wouldn't give an inch.

Chu Chu Sulan and Xiao Jun had a good relationship with Lu Qiaoge; he had known this for a long time and was happy to see it happen.

But precisely because the relationship was good, if something really happened, Lu Qiaoge certainly couldn't turn a blind eye.

But from Luo Ziwen's nature, if Lu Qiaoge had to intervene in his family affairs, it proved that he was truly too much of a failure as a person.

Although it was said that private matters and public matters shouldn't be mixed, this would certainly affect his reputation.

He couldn't occupy Director Zhou's office for too long either.

After all, his identity was that of a Hong Kong businessman; who knows what kind of trouble he might bring to Director Zhou.

So he walked out quickly and opened the door.

And so he saw Old Zhou standing in the corridor, looking no different from usual.

But Lu Qiaoge's face was a bit cold.

For some reason, Luo Ziwen's heart skipped a beat.

He didn't look at Old Zhou, only at Lu Qiaoge, and said somewhat awkwardly, "My father is a bit muddled; don't take anything he said to heart."

Lu Qiaoge really didn't want to manage these matters at all.

But she really couldn't help it.

After all, she had heard it.

So, Lu Qiaoge spoke up, "Luo Dong, I really can't help it; I must ask you a few questions."

Upon hearing this, Luo Ziwen actually breathed a sigh of relief; he wasn't afraid of Lu Qiaoge getting angry with him, he was afraid of Lu Qiaoge ignoring him.

For a person like Lu Qiaoge, the consequences of her ignoring someone are very terrifying.

Although he wouldn't live a hard life if he didn't do business with the mainland, he had come this far; how could he give up?

Perhaps many people don't understand his obsession and mood.

Just like when he first got married, he discussed it with Chu Chu Sulan: in the future, if they had children, whether it was a boy or a girl, they would be named Aijun.

He had always wanted to be a soldier, wanted to be a glorious warrior, wanted to temper himself in the great melting pot of the army, and he also wanted to protect his home and defend his country.

Unfortunately, their commune only had one or two spots every year; it simply wouldn't be his turn.

Why is he committed to investing here now? He wants to come back.

His parents didn't have any big ideas, but his mood was becoming increasingly urgent.

So Luo Ziwen immediately spoke up, "Section Chief Lu, please feel free to speak your mind."

Since Lu Qiaoge addressed him as Luo Dong, he naturally had to address Lu Qiaoge as Section Chief Lu.

Old Zhou scratched his neck; he didn't expect Lu Qiaoge to look like she was about to explode.

This was something he hadn't expected; it was too surprising.

Because no matter what, it was Luo Ziwen's family matter.

If it were him, if Luo Ziwen didn't mention it, he wouldn't mention a single word.

Even if Luo Ziwen mentioned it, he would just laugh it off; after all, those were someone else's biological father and mother; what could you say to him?

Then Old Zhou said, "Then let's go into the office and talk."

This time, the assistant and secretary didn't stand at the door.

They stood in the corridor; they had heard Lu Qiaoge's words just now, and the two of them looked at each other, both seeing shock in the other's eyes.

Of course, there was also expectation in there.

As for what they were expecting, it wasn't very clear.

Old Zhou didn't have any official airs; after entering, he hurriedly refilled Lu Qiaoge's teacup.

Luo Ziwen was too embarrassed to let Old Zhou pour tea for him; he took the teapot and poured tea for himself and Old Zhou's teacup.

Then he looked at Lu Qiaoge with a very sincere gaze.

Lu Qiaoge said directly, "You just said your father was muddled, which is why he said those things without knowing the weight of his words. Then I'll ask you, for such a muddled father, why not let him recuperate well at home, but instead let him run to your office to answer your phone calls?"

Luo Ziwen was speechless.

Because his father often went to his office, and Assistant Liu certainly couldn't stop him.

Sometimes, because he criticized or punished people in the clan, his father would come directly to the office to find him.

Lu Qiaoge continued, "Many times, public matters and private matters shouldn't be mixed, so I'd like to ask now, does your father hold any important position in Feixiang Electronics Company?"

Luo Ziwen's face flushed red, and he shook his head—no.

"Then has he made any special contributions?"

Then Lu Qiaoge added another sentence, "Excluding the identity of him being your father."

Luo Ziwen shook his head awkwardly again.

His father had always been a bully who feared the strong, was timid and fearful of trouble, and also didn't have much education; Feixiang had developed to this day, and naturally, he hadn't done anything.

"But, from the phone call just now, it can be heard that in your Luo family, your father has a certain say. You always say you guarantee this and guarantee that, but if you really could guarantee it, then your father couldn't have said such things to you today!"

Luo Ziwen lowered his head in shame; it was the first time Old Zhou had seen Lu Qiaoge so serious. He didn't speak, but looking at Luo Ziwen's expression, he discovered that Luo Ziwen didn't have any feelings of resentment...

Old Zhou quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then thinking back carefully to what Lu Qiaoge had just said, he praised it repeatedly; it was truly said too well.

Lu Qiaoge softened her voice at this time and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry; this is my old habit acting up. Luo Dong, you know, I was a mediator at the beginning, and I did it for a few years. I've seen too many family affairs and resolved too many disputes, so when I encounter similar things, I always can't control myself and want to say a few words."