The elevator door slowly closed in front of you.

In the quiet and closed environment, there was a moment of silence. Then, Su Fei was shocked: "Well, Lina, I have no other meaning, I'm just a little curious. Just... RIP, is his parents no longer together, are they divorced?"

Old Joseph also felt extremely irritating, and he coughed: "Actually, I'm very curious, are Reid's parents divorced?"

Lina smiled helplessly, and she looked at her three companions. Su Fei and Old Joseph were both extremely excited, unable to hide the excitement of being about to listen to gossip. But Fu Cheng frowned slightly, but was also looking at himself: he was waiting for this answer.

Lina: "Well, in fact, as far as I know, Mrs. Patrick is still Reid's mother. Reid's parents are not divorced."

Old Joseph whistled: "Wow, this is too exciting. You said before that Reid's family is in Los Angeles, so wouldn't his father cheat directly in front of his wife? I think I shouldn't misunderstand what Mr. Patrick said just now. The girl who looks like she is only in her teenage years old will definitely not be Reid's mother, and Mr. Patrick asked her to wait for herself in the room, and she definitely did not want to chat with her purely."

Lina: "No one said you guessed wrong, Old Joseph. Believe in yourself, you're right."

Su Fei felt that his three views had suffered a huge impact today: "No, this is OK? All adults nowadays play like this?"

Fucheng: "Didn't anyone tell Teacher Zhuo's mother about this?"

Lina glanced at Fucheng and shook her head: "No."

Fu Cheng silently asked, "Don't you say it, Lina?"

Lina's smile frozes, and after a long time, she said, "This is a very complicated thing."

Old Joseph: "I might have guessed this answer, does Reid's mother not like his father?"

Su Fei said in surprise: "Marriage without feelings, business marriage? I often see it on TV!"

Lina: "No, you guessed it wrong this time. Reid's mother loves Uncle Patrick very much. Actually, I don't know much about Reid's family affairs, but I took the initiative to hide it, which is also for some special reasons." She sighed: "You know, I can't stop Uncle Patrick from 'leading the way' for other women. How could I have such a reason and weight to interfere in other people's house affairs? So since I can't stop Uncle Patrick, should I tell Reid's mother about these things?"

Su Fei: "Of course!"

Old Joseph pondered: "Maybe I will help hide it, after all, just like Lina said, this is a private matter of Patrick's family."

Lina: "I hide it, not because it's someone else's private affairs, but because Aunt Kelly... Well, Kaelly is the name of Reid's mother. She is a Chinese, but I always call her Aunt Kelly. Aunt Kelly is a bit extreme in her behavior."

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Lina continued: "I think you probably haven't paid attention to it. Six years ago, there was a car accident in Los Angeles. The case ended up being a huge sum of $132 million."

Fucheng: "It's related to Teacher Zhuo's family?"

Lina looked at him: "Yes. Six years ago in Los Angeles, Aunt Kelly drove a nineteen-year-old opera actor. The girl was ruined in the fire caused by the car accident and had her left leg amputated. I think you should guess that this girl was the partner of Uncle Patrick's affair during that period. Aunt Kelly knew about this from somewhere, so she drove and almost killed her. Afterwards, she spent three million US dollars on bail and hired the top team of lawyers - it seemed to be the team in the Simpson case. In the end, Aunt Kelly was sentenced to only two years and suspended for two years. Because the girl took the initiative to sign the letter of understanding and was willing to take more than 100 million in compensation."

After a pause, Lina said, "This happened. I think no one wants to tell her Uncle Patrick about his love outside."

Old Joseph: "...It's so scary, both of these people are so scary."

Su Fei: "It's so scumbag! How could there be such a scumbag? And that happened. RIP's father dared to do whatever he wanted outside? Can't he divorce first?"

Lina asked him: "What do you think Aunt Kelly would be if he really wanted to get a divorce?"

Su Fei: "Uh, how about it?"

Lina: "After the car accident ended six years ago, Uncle Patrick seemed to have made up his mind to divorce. But for some reason, it was not successful. It seemed that it was because Aunt Kelly called Reid home, and Uncle Patrick never mentioned the divorce again."

Fucheng: "Did Teacher Zhuo help persuade his father when he went back?"

Lina: "I don't know either. This is really the secret of the Patrick family. I'm afraid only those present at that time will know it. Reid has never told the public. But since then, no one dares to care about their family affairs anymore. Perhaps the next car accident will not be missing a leg, but losing a living life."

Old Joseph showed a complicated expression: "This... I think it's better not to get involved in their own affairs."

Su Fei: "Where is RIP? Doesn't you care about RIP?"

Lina thought for a while: "Maybe he can't control Uncle Patrick? I heard from my father that Uncle Patrick was a famous love boy in the circle when he was young, showing mercy everywhere. At that time, they always felt that Uncle Patrick would never get married in this life. Later, the reason why she married Aunt Kelly was because Aunt Kelly was too obsessed with him and used many ways to find the family to marry him. Uncle Patrick also seemed to feel that it was time to get married and have children, so she married her."

Su Fei: "Damn it, is it really a business marriage?"

Lina nodded: "You're right. I remember when I was a kid, they seemed to have a honeymoon period. But when I was in middle school, Uncle Patrick couldn't help but have an old disease. When I was a teenager, I met Uncle Patrick on Broadway, and he hugged a very popular female star."

Old Joseph said astonished: "We really don't understand the lives of rich people."

At this time, the elevator opened with a jingle, and Su Fei and old Joseph got off the elevator together.

"Do Teacher Zhuo rarely go home?"

Qing's slow voice rang out, Lina looked back at him and smiled: "Well, right, Reid has her own house in Los Angeles. But it seemed to be sold last year." She blinked, "In order to catch that plane, I feel that Reid is really going to go bankrupt."

Soon, Lina's floor also arrived. She waved to Fucheng: "See you tomorrow, Fu."

After Fucheng returned to the room, he washed up a little, and then received a call from Zhuo Huan, asking him to go to his room immediately.

Zhuo Huan spoke very fast underground command: "Bring your computer."

It seemed that he was typing on the keyboard, and Fu Cheng heard the keyboard typing from the phone.

Fucheng: "Do you need to use a computer?"

Zhuo Huan smiled: "I'm afraid you won't remember it."

Fucheng: "…?”

After taking the computer to Zhuo Huan's room, there was no beautiful atmosphere. After Zhuo Huan opened the door for Fucheng, he turned around and entered the study without looking at him. His long hair was tied into a small ball and fixed it behind his head. Put on his glasses, Zhuo Huan sat on the swivel chair, continued to enter formulas, numbers in the computer, and then calculate.

Fucheng took the computer into the study.

Zhuo Huan: "Let me find a place to sit."

Fucheng sat on the sofa.

Zhuo Huan looked at the computer screen without raising his head: "I'll send you an email later. You will have to memorize the things inside tonight. Tomorrow's test flight is not just for you to fly. Remember these data for me and then perform the test flight according to these data. Don't worry, the people who are flying in Mai Fei can't see it. After tomorrow's test flight, you memorize all the data you saw on the plane and tell me."

Fu Cheng was stunned, and he frowned: "Remember the test flight data for tomorrow's test flight?" He paused and asked: "Teacher Zhuo, what do you want to do?"

Zhuo Huan asked back: "What do you think I want to do?"

Fucheng hesitated for a moment: "I don't think you can find out the design secrets of Maifei's new model with the data from a test flight."

After hearing this, Zhuo Huan finally raised his head from behind the computer and looked at Fucheng: "Oh, then what do you think I can do?"

Fucheng was silent for a while: "You really want to steal Mai Fei's design secret?"

As if you heard something funny, Zhuo Huan smiled exaggeratedly: "Put an Apple phone in front of you and you will develop its design drawings. Is this called stealing? You will dismantle a Boeing 777 for you, and you will know how it was made after dismantling it. This is called stealing?"

Fucheng was stunned.

"In fact, you can't know how to make it even if you dismantle an airplane. But you're right. I really want to see what Thor Reiner did to make the Maifei F475 such an incredible change. Thor Reiner, I've always called him his name, and he doesn't care. If I call him teacher respectfully, he will be disgusting, and I will be disgusted," Zhuo Huan said casually, "I just want to see the direction of the change. The specific confidential data will definitely not be able to see it in one test flight, but knowing the key point of the change may not be possible. Fucheng, don't consider mediocre talents."

Fucheng didn't say anything for a long time. He really didn't know what to say. Looking at Zhuo Huan's busy appearance, he lowered his head, received the email, and then began to carefully read the various data on it.

There was silence in the study room, only the crisp sound of the keyboard kept ringing.

No one knew how long it took. Suddenly, a phone ringing suddenly rang, breaking the tranquility. Fucheng looked up at Zhuo Huan, and saw him picking up his phone and looking at it. After seeing the name on the screen, he showed a disgusting look, tickled contemptuously, and hung up the phone directly.

But a few seconds later, the phone rang again and Zhuo Huan hung up again.

This happened several times. After the fifth time, Zhuo Huan sneered and turned off the phone directly.

Then, the hotel phone in the room rang.

Zhuo Huan scolded angrily: "Fuck!"

He picked up the mobile phone on the table and asked, "How do you know my room number?"

Perhaps because the room was too quiet and the sound insulation effect of the hotel's telephone was not done well, Mr. Zhuo's smiley voice also reached Fu Cheng's ears through the sound hole.

"Hey, my dear son. I'm your dad. Ask Lina about your room number. Wouldn't she tell me?"

Zhuo Huan sneered: "What Lina told you?" His tone was full of disbelief.

Zhuo Jing said helplessly: "Okay, it was told by the hotel front desk. After all, it was a father who forgot his son's room number and could not contact his son for a while, so they would not refuse."

"Ha, this hotel should go bankrupt. I remember it was run by Lucas's house?"

Mr. Zhuo smiled and was elegant and polite: "Reid, you are still so naughty."

Zhuo Huan: “…”

Fucheng clearly saw Zhuo Huan's face full of words, all of which were swearing words that cursed his father.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang.

Zhuo Huan's eyebrows were tightly frowned, Fu Cheng glanced at him, got up and went to open the door.

After he walked out of the study room, walked through the living room, and saw the people outside through the cat's eyes, Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows in surprise and then opened the door.

I saw a beautiful boy wearing a black tight-fitting jeans leaning against the door and smiling at him. The extremely low V-shaped collar exposed a large area of ​​snow-white skin. He was Asian, with black hair and black eyes, and a Bulgari collarbone chain around his slender neck. Fucheng remembered that this was a women's necklace because he had seen his sister wear it.

The boy looked at least twenty years old, with a very thin waist. He looked at Fucheng with clear eyes and threw a charming look away.

As soon as he opened his mouth, it was in Chinese: "Mr. Zhuo Huan?"

Fu Cheng looked at him and suddenly didn't know what to say.

At this time, Zhuo Huan also walked to the entrance with his mobile phone. In the phone call hole, Zhuo Jing said: "I remember you have always liked this type of man. I finally met again, how could my father forget you, my dear son."

The black-haired boy's eyes fluttered back and forth on Fucheng and Zhuo Huan, as if he was confirming which of these two was the person he was looking for.

Zhuo Huan smiled, he stared at the boy and squeezed out a word from his teeth: "Get out."

The boy was stunned for a moment.

Then, Zhuo Huan smiled at the phone and said with a smile: "After he fucked, he suddenly remembered that he had a son? Wow, this father's love is great."

Zhuo Jing smiled and said, "No, she's just halfway through the fuck. She's going to take a shower first. I've been thinking about you, son."
To be continued...