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During the New Year's Day holiday, Jiang Yiyu allowed Jiang Yicheng to go to the hospital on the condition that he was accompanied by bodyguards.
Song Shengsheng was worried and wanted to go with them, but was stopped by Jiang Yiyu. He said that Zhao Rong was Jiang Yicheng's mother after all, and some things had to be handled by themselves.
Jiang Yicheng did not come back that night, but according to his bodyguard, he stayed in the hospital and nothing happened.
Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yiyu were finally relieved.
The New Year's Day holiday is over, and the matters concerning Nancheng and Jiangyuan have finally been finalized.
Jiang Yiyu went to see him once. After coming back, he told Song Shengsheng that Jiang Yuan was in very bad condition and had suddenly aged a lot. He looked almost the same as the miserable appearance he had hoped for countless times over the years, which was what he deserved for his sins, or even worse.
I just don't know why, even though he has hated him for so many years and now that his revenge has been achieved, he can't be happy.
Song Shengsheng didn't know how to comfort him, because from her perspective as an observer, Jiang Yuan really didn't deserve sympathy.
But Jiang Yiyu didn't have time to feel melancholy, as the Jiang family's mess came crashing down on him. Although he had been prepared, Jiang Yuan's imprisonment still had a considerable impact on the Jiang Group.
There were so many troubles that even Song Qing, who had been retired for a long time, had to help Jiang Yiyu take charge.
What moved Jiang Yiyu the most was that Jin Beisheng, whom he was not very familiar with, was willing to help him because his wife liked to play with Song Shengsheng.
Jin Beisheng's help seemed insignificant, but it did save him a lot of trouble.
Of course, it would be great if his wife Lin Qingqian could suddenly come from South City without saying hello, pester Song Shengsheng, and drag her to practice boxing or go shopping every day.
Unfortunately, you should be grateful for what you have received from others. If you have received favors from others, you can't blame their wife for staying away from your own wife. After all, Jin Beisheng seems to be more sad than Jiang Yiyu about the good relationship between Lin Qingqian and Song Shengsheng.
Years ago, when they were getting together, they talked about this matter. According to Jin Beisheng, in South City, Lin Qingqian had a group of friends. Besides work, she would go out and have fun. Anyway, she was always around people. Now she had met Song Shengsheng, and the scope of her outings had expanded. She started running back and forth between South City and Beijing. She missed him even if he was not allowed to come, and she never went home.
That would have been fine, but thanks to Song Shengsheng, Lin Qingqian also became addicted to boxing and martial arts, which made his already difficult marriage and career even worse.
Song Ming was drinking on the side and listened with great joy.
Jiang Yiyu said, "How dare you say that? I accepted a few small favors from you and your wife, and your wife starts to swagger into my house. When she comes, I'm not even worthy to enter the master bedroom, and you're still playing the victim here."
Jin Beisheng sighed and clinked glasses with him: "I was just about to discuss with you and wanted to ask if you have any extra guest rooms. I'd like to bother you tonight."
Jiang Yiyu was speechless for a moment, and Song Ming couldn't help laughing out loud.
Jiang Yiyu glanced at him and said, "What are you laughing at? You're the one who's having the most comfortable life."
When it comes to this, Song Ming also has a lot of grievances.
"What do you know? Even though your wives don't play with you, at least you can see them. What about me? My wife goes everywhere except home. When she finally comes back, she either asks me for resources or for help. I'm like a resource extractor, with endless resources."
Jiang Yiyu smiled: "Before you married her, shouldn't you have known that Wen Jing's most important thing is work?"
Song Ming sighed: "Before you married my sister, shouldn't you have known that what she values most is her future?"
"Really? Speaking of this, I'm not exaggerating! My wife is a cultured person, a great scholar! I can't even understand the articles she posts. I get sleepy just reading them!"
Jin Beisheng smiled: "It sounds like you are quite proud."
"That's it, anyway, it's just one word, awesome!"
Jiang Yiyu became more and more excited in his boasting. He didn't know whether Song Ming and Jin Beisheng were happy to hear it, but he was extremely proud.
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Jiang Yiyu was busy with company matters until the New Year. Although it has not been completely resolved, fortunately the situation is under control.
After Song Ming's introduction, Jiang Yiyu finally found the professional manager he had been looking for and he will be able to take office after the new year.
Everything was going in the right direction, except for the day of the Little New Year, when Zhao Rong's mother and brother suddenly brought media and reporters from nowhere and blocked the door of Jiang Yiyu's studio.
They held a banner and held Zhao Rong's medical records, and tearfully accused Jiang Yiyu in front of the camera of how he forced Zhao Rong to jump off the building, and how he made her grandson disown them, causing their family to be broken up.
Anyway, once you hear those words, you can tell there are writers and experts behind them.
Jiang Yiyu held his phone expressionlessly as he watched the accusation video that was being madly forwarded by marketing accounts.
Song Shengsheng looked at him worriedly. Jiang Yicheng was very angry. He slammed the table and stood up and said, "Brother! Sister-in-law, don't worry. I will speak out on this matter!"
Jiang Yiyu glanced at him and smiled, "The truth cannot be hidden. Let the public opinion ferment a little longer. When everyone has eaten up most of this melon, we can control the situation."
Song Shengsheng: "Will it be too late by then?"
Jiang Yiyu sighed, "Didn't we anticipate this would happen? Those who are innocent will be cleared, and with a public relations team, what's there to be afraid of? At worst, I can just go home and live off my wife. I can't leave my wife, can I?"
Song Shengsheng patted his head and said, "You won't be a gigolo."
Jiang Yicheng sat back in his chair dejectedly. He lowered his head and asked in a low voice, "Is there anything I can do?"
Jiang Yiyu: "Just stay here quietly and don't cause any more trouble."
"I won't cause any trouble."
Soon, Wen Jing called. As Jiang Yiyu had expected, Wen Jing handled the problem rationally and scolded him.
After scolding him, he continued, "No matter how this matter is handled, that big-budget movie you were planning to join this year will most likely be canceled. Be prepared. Director Zheng is very sensitive to actors being surrounded by news before joining the crew. You know this."
"Well, I have an idea."
Wen Jing sighed: "I'm really impressed. Why is it that there are always people who can't stand you doing well?"
Jiang Yiyu smiled and said, "What can I do? I'm just unlucky. When I'm unlucky, even drinking cold water will make my teeth stick. Besides, it's not the first day you've known me. Everyone knows how messed up my family is."
Wen Jing: "That's right. Just keep calm and follow the old rules. Don't make any noise and follow the team's lead. We'll be able to resolve this before dinner at the latest."
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Yiyu leaned back in his chair, slumped in the chair, looked up at the ceiling, and was in a daze. No one knew what he was thinking.
Song Shengsheng and Jiang Yicheng looked at each other, and both of them tacitly did not speak.