"Dad, mom!"

When the middle-aged man and woman approached, Zhang Ling walked up to them in two steps with a happy tone, his steps were as light as an eighteen-year-old girl. He stretched out his lotus arms and held the middle-aged woman's arm tightly. The two women with similar faces stood together, not like mother and daughter, but more like a pair of beautiful sisters.

The middle-aged woman had a doting smile on her face and gently patted Zhang Ling on the shoulder and smiled: "Lingling, look at how old you are, you are still so clingy."

He shook his mother's arm without hesitation. Zhang Ling smiled like a child, and said "Mom..." with a long tone, delicate and soft, heart-wrenching, and there was no cold and serious look in front of outsiders.

Seeing Zhang Ling's movements, Zhao Mu's pupils opened slightly wider, and he couldn't help but feel so sarcastic in his heart. Sure enough, women are all born actors, and this ever-changing style is a waste not to be an actor.

Taking advantage of Zhang Ling's intimate mother and daughter, the handsome middle-aged man, Zhang Ling's father, smiled and looked at Zhao Mu, "Zhao Mu, did Lingling's girl cause trouble for you, right?"

Zhao Mu, who had already taken off his baseball cap and took off his mask, faced with this famous domestic capital giant crocodile in front of him, was also his future father-in-law, but he couldn't relax at all, and quickly smiled:

"Uncle Zhang, of course this is impossible. Lingling and I are in a good relationship, and she is my good helper. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't know how much I would be busy with at work now."

Upon hearing this, Zhang's father narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Zhao Mu, I'm not giving my daughter to you to work for you every day."

Zhao Mu's face froze when he heard this, and he said in a silence: "Uncle Zhang, this..."

Zhao Mu secretly complained in his heart that his future father-in-law is as hard to talk to as before.

Dad Zhang said in a deep voice: "What's this? Talk well and give me a good reason."

He is worthy of being a capital tycoon with tens of billions of assets in his hands, and is currently a parent of several generations of hidden families.

When Zhang's father looked stern and he did not reveal any anger, Zhao Mu could immediately feel a huge pressure on the person coming towards him. Even if he was not frightened under such pressure, he would easily get up and down.

"Lao Zhang, what are you doing? Why are you doing well to make things difficult for Zhao Mu, this child? This is a good child."

Zhao Mu looked gratefully at his future mother-in-law who was talking to him. Compared to his future father-in-law, his future mother-in-law is still easier to talk to.

The mother-in-law looked at her son-in-law, and the more she looked at her, the more satisfied Zhao Mu felt, the more satisfied Zhao Mu was, the more she felt, the more she was down-to-earth, calm, honest, capable and humble. The most important thing was that her baby daughter had all her heart on him.

"Not bad? How can you tell it's good?" The future father-in-law looked at Zhao Mu, of course, with a bit of bad eyes. The little cotton jacket that he had been raising for 10 or 20 years was worn away by this guy who was not good-looking and could not say beautiful words in front of him. No one would feel happy.

Zhang Ling's eyes turned, and he reached out and grabbed his parents' arms, "Dad, mom, if we have any questions, let's go back first. This is not a place to chat, and you see, someone has recognized Zhao Mu now."

Zhang Ling's parents turned around and saw that in just a few minutes after Zhao Mu took off his hat and took off his mask, someone seemed to have recognized Zhao Mu's identity, and a look of surprise appeared on his face and walked towards him.

"Let's go, go home, and chat again." Seeing this, the future mother-in-law spoke.

While walking forward, the future father-in-law said unhappyly: "Zhao Mu, look at you, why do you want to be a celebrity who shows up in public? It's so troublesome to go out now. Why don't you do it with your ability?"

Zhang Ling smiled and said, "Dad, if you and mom always hide your identities, it would be more troublesome for you to go out than Zhao Mu, right?"

My future father-in-law choked and stopped talking.

"By the way, Dad and Mom, why didn't you just go through the VIP passage? There was no need to be so busy crowded with so many people?"

Zhang's mother smiled and said, "Just take a plane, why bother with this? Your parents can't walk anymore."

Zhang's mother's voice was graceful and gentle, but this soft words revealed the approachable personality of the wife of the wealthy family, which was a world of difference from those who wanted to know that they were rich and powerful. This is the tip of the iceberg revealed in the true wealthy family's heritage.

But the future father-in-law said calmly: "Your mother and I came here just for private matters this time, and we don't want to make a fuss to everyone, so there is no need for VIP access."

Zhao Mu suddenly realized that ordinary people were not sure about Zhang Ling’s parents’ identity, but there were always a few people who had contacted this flight that could be known. In this case, it was an obvious signal not to go through the VIP channel.

Helping to carry the simple luggage from Zhang Ling's parents, the four of them walked towards the parking lot.

Before he walked out of the airport, a loud voice sounded behind the four people, "Comrade Zhao Mu, wait a minute." A man in a military uniform strode towards Zhao Mu with a cold face, and at the same time, he brought a lot of curious eyes to look in the direction of Zhao Mu and the other four.

Zhao Mu turned his head and felt a headache. He turned his head slightly and saw Zhang Ling and her parents' expressions of curiosity or worry. He smiled at them and said, "This is here to find me, uncle, aunt, Lingling, I will say a few words to him and come back."

Under the eyes of the three people and the curious eyes of some people around, Zhao Mu walked towards the man in military uniform helplessly.

"Comrade Guard, is there anything else? I will explain this to the director later. I have some important things now. Can I leave first?"

Ignoring Zhao Mu's helpless expression, he chased Zhao Mu from the No. 3 Research Institute to the airport and finally caught up with Zhao Mu, the guard who finally caught up with Zhao Mu said with a stern face: "Comrade Zhao Mu, I came by the command of the director. I don't have to say whether you can leave now or not, the director has the final say."

Looking at the guard with a serious face, Zhao Mu covered his head with a headache, and then said helplessly: "Okay, okay, this is your responsibility. I understand you. I will contact the director immediately."

After making the phone call, he smiled bitterly and perfunctorily, the roar of Director Xu in his ear, Zhao Mu said a few words and handed them to the guard in front of him.

"Okay, comrade, answer the phone."

“Yes, yes!”

"Comrade, can I leave now?"

Return the phone to Zhao Mu, and the guard said seriously: "Comrade Zhao Mu, you can leave now, but the car you just drove cannot drive away, I will take my back, and you will not be able to leave the imperial capital in the near future."

Zhao Mu smiled bitterly, "Okay, okay, there is no problem with this. I think I can leave now, right?"

Seeing the guard turn and walk away, Zhao Mu pressed the cap on his head a little bit again, covering his face. This ostentatiousness is not his own style. I want to talk about "Pan Entertainment Star" with more like-minded people, follow "Popular Online Articles or rdww444" on WeChat to talk about your favorite books with more book friends.
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