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Chapter 61 Dad, I want to study in the United States

When Zhou Bingkun arrived at the company for work, he heard the secretary say that someone was visiting. He didn't pay much attention at first, but when he heard the name of the visitor, he was surprised. "You said his name is Shui Ziliu?"

"Yes! Jay! Do you need to see him?"

"Well! Bring it to the reception room!"

"Yes! Jay Chou!"

After the secretary left, Zhou Bingkun recalled his past life and felt that he had no regrets.

Zhou Bingkun felt very proud of having defeated Luo Shibin directly, as he did not give the enemy any chance to breathe.

Arriving at the reception room, Zhou Bingkun saw Shui Ziliu and Zeng Shan. He greeted them with a smile and said, "Brother Shui, it's been more than ten years since we last met, right?"

"It's been twelve years! Zhou Bingkun, I will never forget the harm you caused to me and Luo Shibin." Looking at Zhou Bingkun who was full of vigor and vitality in front of him, Shui Ziliu felt so angry that his teeth were itching.

Zhou Bingkun smiled contemptuously at the hatred in Shui Ziliu's words. "From what Brother Shui says, are you here to challenge me, Zhou Bingkun?"

Shui Ziliu did not answer Zhou Bingkun's question, but kept thinking about the painful prison life of more than ten years, and could not help but hate Zhou Bingkun in his heart.

Zeng Shan, who was standing by, noticed the awkward silence and quickly said with a smile, "Zhou Dong, Mr. Shui and I have taken over a wire-drawing factory in Shenzhen.

This time I came here to solicit investment!"

After hearing Zeng Shan's explanation, Zhou Bingkun looked at the self-righteous woman and said with a smile, "Ms. Zeng, the last time you left me, you threatened to cooperate with my enemies and then come back to defeat me!

Could it be that Water Flow is the partner you have found?"

"Huh? Mr. Jay, I was a bit reckless last time!
I hope you can be magnanimous and not hold grudges against the past!" Zeng Shan said with a somewhat embarrassed look, forcing a smile.

“Ms. Zeng, Brother Shui and I are old friends.

Please step aside for a moment, I want to catch up with Brother Shui alone!"

"Okay! Then you guys chat!" Zeng Shan saw that Shui Ziliu on the side did not object, so she walked out directly.

When Zhou Bingkun and Shui Ziliu were the only ones left in the reception room, Zhou Bingkun looked at Shui Ziliu and said, "Brother Shui, I feel like you still can't let go of the past?"

"Zhou Bingkun, do you know how I survived all these years in prison?"

"Heh, shouldn't you be punished for aiding and abetting the evil?" Zhou Bingkun looked at the water flowing in front of him with disdain.

"Luo Shibin and I are already trying to find a way to make amends with Zheng Juan. Do you really have to kill us all?"

Shui Ziliu still didn't think he was wrong at the beginning. Instead, he thought that his proposal to give Zheng Juan living expenses every month was a sign of his great benevolence and righteousness.

“Water flows naturally, you are so childish!

Can money make up for the harm that Luo Shibin did to Zheng Juan?
I thought that after more than ten years in prison, you would be able to turn over a new leaf and mend your ways.

I didn't expect you to be so self-righteous!"

"Water flows naturally, you are not a wicked person.

You are different from Luo Shibin before, so I didn’t choose to sentence you to death!

You should be content!"

"Zhou Bingkun, you've made me lose my freedom for so many years. Don't you need to apologize to me?"

"Water flows naturally. It was you who made you lose your freedom for so many years, not me, Zhou Bingkun!
It's you who's entangled with a scumbag like Luo Shibin.

It was you, Shui Ziliu, who helped Luo Shibin cover up the evidence.

This is all your own fault! "

"Brother Shui, please go!
Shenzhen is pretty good too!

Better not come back!

Different road non-phase plan.

We are not on the same page, so stop arguing with each other!"

Shui Ziliu left the reception room dejected. Zeng Shan, who was waiting outside, looked at Shui Ziliu anxiously, "How is it going? Did Jay Chou agree to invest in our company?"

Shui Ziliu didn't say anything, but just shook his head helplessly with a wry smile on his face.

Zeng Shan was very disappointed and also somewhat unwilling to accept the situation. She returned to the reception room and looked at Zhou Bingkun in front of her. She anxiously explained, "Mr. Zhou, Shenzhen is developing rapidly now. It will soon surpass Jiangliao."

"If you invest in our wire drawing factory, you will not be disappointed!"

“Ms. Zeng, it’s really rare to find someone like you soliciting investment!
You should look somewhere else!
We have too many Zhou projects lately and we really don’t have the energy to invest in you!”

"Zhou Dong, do you have any misunderstandings about me?
Cai Xiaoguang originally promised me that I would be the head of Jiangliao Film and Television, but you rejected it!" Zeng Shan looked at Zhou Bingkun in disbelief.

"Now there is such a high-quality investment project, and you also refuse it. I feel like you are targeting me!"

"Ms. Zeng, Jiangliao Film and Television is my Zhou Bingkun's property. Will Cai Xiaoguang's promise to you be of any use?"
We don't know each other, so how can we target you?"

After sending Shui Ziliu and Zeng Shan away, Zhou Bingkun felt a real headache. What kind of people were they? One was unrepentant, and the other was so persistent, they were a perfect match. Shui Ziliu also received the punishment he deserved. As for how he would live his life in the future, it was his personal matter and had nothing to do with Zhou Bingkun.

After instructing the secretary that the two men were not allowed to appear in Zhou's company again, Zhou Bingkun forgot about the matter.

Time flies, and now it is the 1990s.

Eldest brother Zhou Bingyi has become the city leader of Harbin, and Zhou Rong has become a professor at Jiangliao University.

Zhou Bingkun's Zhou Group has long become the leading giant in Jiangliao, influencing all walks of life in Jiangliao.

Zhou Bingkun's five children were all very well-behaved. The eldest, Zhou Cong, had the best academic performance and was admitted to Tsinghua University in Beijing at the age of 18.

Seeing his son Zhou Cong, Zhou Bingkun was very satisfied and felt that he had continued his legend.

"Dad, I'm about to graduate from college! I want to study abroad."

Looking at his son Zhou Cong in front of him, Zhou Bingkun felt that he was his most perfect work. He smiled and said, "Studying abroad is a good thing!

Then let’s go to Japan!

It’s close to home and convenient for commuting!”

"I'm not going to Japan! I want to go to the United States!" Zhou Cong was very dissatisfied with Zhou Bingkun's arrangement.

When Zhou Bingkun heard his son Zhou Cong's request, he felt a sense of tightness in his heart for no reason, and unconsciously thought of Zhou Nan in the original drama.

Although Zhou Nan no longer existed due to his time travel, Zhou Bingkun was really frightened by the fact that Zhou Cong still wanted to study in the United States.

"No! Studying in the United States is absolutely not an option!" Zhou Bingkun flatly rejected his son Zhou Cong's request.

"Dad, why not?" Zhou Cong looked at his father Zhou Bingkun in front of him in confusion.

"Congcong, you're right to listen to your dad!

The United States is a society with rampant guns, which is really dangerous!

Japan is a society ruled by law. It is not only safe, but also close to our Northeast.

If you miss home, you can come back often!" Looking at his son Zhou Cong in front of him, Zhou Bingkun explained as patiently as possible.

"Besides, there are only foreign women in the United States, not as many beautiful Japanese women!" Feeling that the atmosphere was a bit tense, Zhou Bingkun joked to ease the anger.

"Dad, you are too timid!

In the United States, the chances of being shot are lower than winning the lottery!
It's not as exaggerated as you say!"

His patience was completely worn out by his son Zhou Cong. Zhou Bingkun no longer had a pleasant expression on his face. He directly frowned and said rudely, "Don't compete with me here. Let me tell you, going to the United States is not an option!

If you have the guts, pay for it yourself, don't even think I'll give you a cent!"

"Humph! I'll let my mom give it to me!"

"Boy, do you think your mother will give you this money if I don't agree with you going to the United States?
Stop being childish!

Even your grandparents wouldn't give you money behind my back!" Zhou Bingkun looked at his son Zhou Cong with disdain.

After hearing what his father Zhou Bingkun said, Zhou Cong knew that what Zhou Bingkun said was true, and then he became angry, "Dad, you are an arrogant dictator!
You are used to controlling the whole family, and everyone has to live according to your way of thinking!"

“I’ve had enough!
I want to resist!

I will never compromise with you!"

After Zhou Cong finished speaking angrily, he slammed the door and left.

Hearing his son Zhou Cong's accusations against him and watching his son slam the door and leave, Zhou Bingkun also became angry.

"What a bastard! How could I raise such a bastard!"

"Bingkun, Congcong is just upset for a moment, and he will be fine in a while!" Zheng Juan on the side hurriedly comforted the angry Zhou Bingkun.

"Ah Juan'er, my heart hurts so much!
This bastard thing is so infuriating! " Zhou Bingkun clutched his heart in pain, feeling that the scene before his eyes was becoming increasingly illusory.

"Bingkun, what's wrong with you?
Don’t scare me! "Zheng Juan burst into tears when she saw Zhou Bingkun in pain.

Zhou's father Zhou Zhigang and mother Li Suhua hurried over to check the situation. When they saw that Zhou Bingkun was really in a coma, they were horrified.

"Zheng Juan, call 120!"

Zhang Fan felt his body getting lighter and lighter, as if floating in the air. He looked down at himself lying on the bed and heard the doctor explain to the crying Zheng Juan, "Family members don't have to worry!
The patient is just furious!
You'll wake up soon!"

Hearing that Zhou Bingkun was fine, Zheng Juan and the Zhou family finally felt relieved. "Thank you, doctor!"

At this moment, Zhou Cong suddenly ran in from outside, knelt beside Zhou Bingkun's bed, and cried bitterly, "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm not going to study in the United States anymore. I'm working from home. Wake up!"

Seeing the lively scene in the ward and hearing his son Zhou Cong's assurance, Suning in the air showed a satisfied smile.

(End of this chapter)