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Chapter 62
When got in the car, called Grandma Jiang to report that she was safe.
On the phone, the old man's voice was a bit dull, Jiang Jixin listened and tugged, trying to comfort him.
As a result, I heard the voice of another old lady on the phone. The old lady was telling stories vividly. Grandma Jiang burst into tears and complained to Jiang Ji: "Jiang Jiang, it's too miserable. You must never leave me in the future."Don't be a heartless person, or I won't have your grandson."
Jiang Ji's words came to his lips, and he was forced to swallow them down.
There was also the story of contemporary Chen Shimei abandoning his wife and son, and Grandma Jiang couldn't help crying.
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After hanging up the phone, Jiang was already lying on the chair, looking at Wen Shiqing next to him with some confusion.
Wen Shiqing slightly gave him a look.
Jiang Ji gave a dry laugh, looked away,
Ganqing was the only one who was sad from the beginning to the end!!!
The return trip was a bit quicker than the arrival.
When the plane arrived in Yanjing, Jiang had left the airport, breathing the air from Yanjing, and looked a little dazed.
In just two days, he actually returned to Jiangcheng and left this nightmare city.
It always feels a little unreal.
"Mr. Jiang, do you want to go home or go to dinner with us." Assistant Yang asked.
Jiang Ji glanced at Wen Shiqing behind him who was on the phone.
I don't know who was on the other end of the phone, what was said, the man frowned, his lips were straightened, and his expression was not very good.
Although Jiang Ji wanted to have a meal with Wen Shiqing, he had better express his gratitude. If he hadn't been there this time, he wouldn't have been able to leave Yancheng.
But Wen Shiqing obviously had something urgent to deal with, so Jiang Ji shook his head knowingly: "No need, I went out for a while, my hands and feet feel weak, and I want to go back and lie down."
Assistant Yang didn't hold back either, and nodded, "Okay, I'll arrange a car to take Mr. Jiang back."
Jiang nodded.
Saying goodbye in a hurry, Wen Shiqing's affairs seemed to be very urgent, and he didn't even have time to say a word of thanks.Jiang was already slumped in the back seat, and the driver in front was a strange uncle.
The uncle remained silent while Jiang put on his earphones and closed his eyes to rest.
When he was in a daze, he seemed to have a dream, dreaming of Tang Suisui who had never met in real life.
The young man was high above the ground, surrounded by a bunch of people chasing after him and surrounded by flowers, while another street ran across his body, with blood flowing wantonly.
Until the sky cleared, no one gave his order, and no one collected his body. They wanted him to expose his body under the scorching sun.
Jiang Ji desperately wanted to break free and touch his body, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't touch his body.
I don't know if it's because the dream was too real, but the body on the ground seemed to have become his real self, and the bone-chilling cold rushed all over his body, making him unable to move.
Just when Jiang already felt that he was going to die here too, there was suddenly a hoarse sound of wheels rubbing against the ground at the entrance of the street.
With the car window rolled down, he couldn't see people's faces clearly, only heard voices that almost disappeared.
He ordered that he be buried.
So Jiang Ji only saw someone walking towards him, with a piece of clothing covering his body, and the warmth seemed to rush towards his face in an instant...
Jiang has been ejected from his dream.
The driver uncle called him a few times, saw him wake up and said, "Sir, we're here."
Jiang Ji's pupils were a little dizzy, and it took him a while to respond sluggishly, and he got off the car belatedly.
As soon as he got back to Xu's house, Mr. Xu was sitting on the high place making a fuss about being discharged from the hospital, and several other branches were also there.
Mrs. Xu—Xu Mucheng's mother Jiang Yuan, wearing a beige gucci silk scarf, took a sip of tea leisurely, and couldn't hide the smug smile in her eyes.
Wen Shiqing hadn't entered yet, the living room was full of laughter, everyone complimented the old man sitting above, and there was a show of fatherly kindness and filial piety on the stage.
As soon as Wen Shiqing entered the door, the laughter completely subsided, and the scene of father's kindness and filial piety collapsed instantly.
As if he had never heard of the atmosphere, he first bent down slightly and called his father disrespectfully.For the elders of other branches, they only glanced slightly, and there was no other movement.
The other branches are used to being praised by others, and others would have been angry long ago.But the person in front of them was Wen Shiqing, they didn't dare to show their anger, they didn't dare to move, they dared not speak out when they were angry.
The entire Xu family relied on a person with a foreign surname for food, and anyone who didn't praise Wen Shiqing's feet was considered to have backbone.
Old Master Xu's face was pale, probably because of his anger, his face was rarely bloody, and he looked a little bluffing.
He had a cold face, and his voice was hoarse: "Have you gone to Dongping?"
Wen Shiqing slowly sat down on the vacant seat on the right, folded his hands in front of him, as if discussing business.
In fact, it seems that he and the Xu family only have a business relationship.
"The contract has been negotiated." Wen Shiqing nodded lightly, speaking softly: "What instructions does father have?"
He looked away and glanced at the uncles opposite him.
There are three branches of the Xu family, and three uncles came.Usually it is difficult for the few of you to get together, but now that Mr. Xu summoned him back, it seemed like he was going to have three trials.
Mr. Xu saw that he looked like he didn't know anything, as if he really didn't know anything, so his chest rose and fell with anger: "I left this project to Mucheng, how can you negotiate without authorization?!"
It was because of this that Mr. Xu was rushed out of the hospital. He had been relying on the ventilator for oxygen supply in the hospital, and now his health is better. Now that he hastily left the hospital, his body has exceeded the load.
But he held on and refused to show weakness.
In his opinion, everything Wen Shiqing owns now belongs to the Xu family.As for the Xu family's heir, there is only Xu Mucheng.
Wen Shiqing, who worked for the Xu family, dared to go past him to intercept Hu Xumucheng's order, which represented the ambition of this man.
Now that he dares to intercept the project, next time he will turn against the Xu family and want to usurp the throne and become the emperor of the Xu family!
The corners of Wen Shiqing's lips curled up slightly, he stroked the teacup on the table with his fingers, and sipped lightly: "So it's for this."
"Father called me back with great fanfare. I thought you were going to die." He ignored Mr. Xu's wide eyes, and said with a light smile, "What Father said really wronged me."
"This project was given to me by Mucheng himself."
Wen Shiqing put down the teacup in his hand, wiped off the tea stains with a handkerchief, and said in an orderly manner, "I thought my father knew about this a long time ago."
Mr. Xu was discharged from the hospital to seek justice for Xu Mucheng. He originally thought that Wen Shiqing cut off the project while Xu Mucheng was not in the country, but he didn't know that was the reason.
He looked ugly, and immediately said angrily: "Impossible!"
"This project is related to Xu's development, how could Mucheng let it to you! Don't argue!"
Jiang Yuan, who was sitting on the side preparing to make a profit, couldn't sit still anymore, she smiled with the same expression: "Shi Qing, this meal can be eaten indiscriminately, but can you talk nonsense.Gave it to you?"
"I know it's not that you can't figure it out, maybe you've overheard. You just pass this project to Mucheng, and we won't blame you." Jiang Yuan thoughtfully found a way for Wen Shiqing, only looking forward toLet the other party obediently go down the steps.
Usually Jiang Yuan was afraid of Wen Shiqing, and he was always polite to him, but in fact, there was an unknown amount of kindness and resentment accumulated in his heart.Now that the old man came back from the hospital to back him up, she straightened her back and raised her eyebrows for a while.
However, the steps were placed in front of Wen Shiqing, and Wen Shiqing didn't lift his foot.
He knocked on the tea table and touched the phone with his finger: "Since everyone doesn't believe it, why don't you ask my nephew."
Jiang Yuan was stunned for a moment, Mr. Xu also frowned, and the other side members looked at each other in blank dismay, not daring to speak.
Jiang Yuan smiled: "That's fine, just ask Mu Cheng, Mu Cheng knows better than us."
Mr. Xu was dissatisfied with Jiang Yuan's assertion, but he didn't say anything.
Even if Xu Mucheng personally promised, but after the phone call, as long as Xu Mucheng repents, the negotiated project will not be in Xu Mucheng's hands in the end.
With so many people in the living room, Wen Shiqing had to suffer from being dumb.
In their view, as long as Xu Mucheng is not a fool, then when he receives this call, the answer he will give will definitely be no.
But I didn't expect that Xu Mucheng's hoarse voice came from the loudspeaker on the phone: "Uncle, what happened? Didn't the project pass to you?"
Xu Mucheng had discussed this project, but the other party kept going roundabout, he was a difficult thousand-year-old fox.He didn't bother to take care of it, so he simply gave it to Wen Shiqing.
Wen Shiqing smiled: "It's nothing serious, just encountered some problems, now it's resolved, let's do this first, I seem a little tired from hearing your voice, go to bed early."
Xu Mucheng coughed and cleared his throat: "I see."
Hang up the phone, the room is silent,
The smile on Jiang Yuan's face was awkward, she never thought her son could be so stupid.
Mr. Xu's face also looked as if he had knocked over the seasoning plate, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as colorful.
He ran back angrily, wanting to give Wen Shiqing a slap in the face, so that he could hold him back and seek justice for his grandson, but he didn't expect that it was his dear grandson who slapped him in the face in front of a roomful of people.
Coming out of Xu's house, Wen Shiqing got into the car, and his cell phone rang.
He glanced at it, and it was the news that Jiang had reported his safety.
Moving his fingers, he thought for a while and made a call to ask someone to come out for dinner.
After hanging up the phone, Assistant Yang looked at his boss's face in the rearview mirror, and said lightly, "Sir, are you in a good mood?"
Wen Shiqing narrowed his eyes, his eyes fluctuated, and he smiled: "So I plan to celebrate."
Then he thought of something, his smile fell, and his eyes darkened: "The old man's deadline is also up."
This sentence sent a chill down the spine, and Assistant Yang fell silent.
Maybe she has been in Wen Shiqing for a long time, and many things are handled by Assistant Yang.
He squeezed the steering wheel tightly: "Don't be too anxious about this matter, the old man is vigilant, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get close."
Wen Shiqing closed her eyes, her voice was slow but not urgent: "Take your time, there is no rush."
He pinched his brows wearily: "Go pick up Xiao Jiang and choose an address."
Assistant Yang snorted, wondering why he asked Mr. Jiang if he wanted to eat, and Mr. Jiang said no.
And the boss asked Mr. Jiang, how quickly Mr. Jiang changed his face.