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"That being said, it's not easy to find this person," Grandpa said as he lay down slowly. "Besides, the people on the board are all very arrogant. This won't be easy."

Xiao Mingyang looked at the tip of his shoes.

But if I don't do that, this incident might become the motive for my father's death.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Just give it all to my uncle."

Grandpa suddenly laughed: "Your father has worked for me for so long, if I promise you, all his efforts will be in vain."

"Let it flow."

At least you can save your life.

"You kid," Grandpa laughed and suddenly started coughing. Xiao Mingyang quickly helped him up and said, "Do you think that if you give it all to your uncle, he'll feel better? Not only will he feel bad, but the people on the board of directors won't accept it either."

Xiao Mingyang bit his lip and said nothing.

Grandpa patted his hands and said, "Alright, don't think about it. It's getting late. Drag the accompanying bed out and go to bed."

Xiao Mingyang forced a smile: "Grandpa, you go to sleep first. I will feel relieved when I see you fall asleep."

Grandpa smiled and said, "Okay, okay."

Hearing his grandfather's breathing gradually calm down, he walked to the balcony again and dialed Xiao Dayang's voice call.

The other party yawned: "How is it?"

"Grandpa's awake," Xiao Mingyang leaned on the railing and rambled on about what had just happened. "Do you have anyone to recommend?"

"You have to manage the company and keep the situation under control," the other person mused after a moment. "There is someone who, corresponding to your time... should be able to catch up. Go down and take a taxi to the address I sent you. It should be an internet cafe. Go find the person in seat number one."

Xiao Mingyang looked back at the person on the hospital bed: "If I die, what will happen to grandpa?"

"Just let Aze go."

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The street lights in the urban village are old and dilapidated, flickering and making the not-very-smooth cement road look even more eerie.

Li Xiangze got out of the car and followed the navigation into an alley without street lights.

The alley was filled with the smell of rotting fruits and vegetables mixed with instant noodles and nicotine, and rats would occasionally scurry past.

He looked at the dim light not far away and the iron staircase that didn't look very sturdy, and felt secretly relieved.

Fortunately, it wasn’t Xiao Mingyang who came, otherwise he would definitely not be able to bear it.

He walked up the stairs and pushed open the transparent curtain, and an unpleasant smell accompanied by chaotic shouting hit him in the face.

Li Xiangze took a quick look and thought this was probably an illegal internet cafe with many minors.

I found camera position number one and locked my eyes on the young man who was using his computer.

This person was dressed very decently, and his aura was completely different from his surroundings.

He walked forward, thought for a moment, and then imitated Xiao Mingyang's smile: "Hello, are you Mr. Fang Ze?"

He was stunned for a moment, then took off his headphones: "Yes," he suddenly smiled, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

Li Xiangze nodded: "Would it be convenient to change places?"

"Sorry," Fang Ze said with a somewhat distressed smile, "I've booked this place for the night. If I leave the internet cafe, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back."

Li Xiangze took out the room card from his pocket and handed it to the other party: "What about now?"

Fang Ze took the room card and looked at him with interest: "May I ask who asked you to come to me?"

"No," Li Xiangze lowered his head and called a taxi on his phone, "Let's go."

Fang Ze looked at him, smiled for a while, and stood up, but his eyes did not move away from him: "I'm really curious, what kind of person would make you come to see me."

Li Xiangze raised his eyebrows: "You'll know later."

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In the presidential suite of the hotel, Li Xiangze arranged the meal according to the plan Xiao Mingyang had made in advance.

Fang Ze sat at the dining table, but did not pick up his chopsticks.

"Not to your liking?" Li Xiangze asked.

"No," Fang Ze smiled, "I've been abroad for many years, so naturally I want to taste the flavors of home when I come back, but there's always something on my mind, and it's hard to digest."

Beating around the bush.

Li Xiangze nodded: "Wait a moment."

He sent a message to Xiao Mingyang.

【泽】He wants to talk to you first, you can reply via voice.

[The most handsome guy in the universe] OK, that’s enough.

Li Xiangze immediately dialed the number, turned on the speaker, and placed the phone next to Fang Ze.

"Hello, hello, can you hear me?" Xiao Mingyang's voice came from the receiver.

"Sure." Li Xiangze replied.

"OK," Xiao Mingyang cleared his throat. "Good evening, Mr. Fang. I'm Xiao Mingyang, the grandson of the president of the Xiao Group. I've heard of Mr. Fang for a long time, but I have something urgent to do and can't come to meet you in person. I'm sorry."

Fang Ze suddenly laughed: "It's okay, I don't know where Young Master Xiao heard that I returned to China, and where he found me."

"It's a long story."

"Then make it short."

"I have my own channels," Xiao Mingyang quickly avoided the subject. "Mr. Fang, at such a young age, founded the world-renowned Git Company with his friends and has created many classic cases. I truly admire you. I heard about your experience at Git Company not long ago, and I felt bad. When I heard today that you had returned to China, I immediately sent someone to find you. With your experience and ability, I'm sure you're returning to China with the intention of making a difference."

As for what exactly happened, Xiao Dayang explained it to them very clearly. However, they were both high school students with no financial background. The only thing they could understand was that Mr. Fang was stabbed in the back, had little money left in his pocket, and ran back to his country in disgrace.

"So what you mean?"

"I have a great opportunity here that's perfect for you. I hope you can give it a try. This opportunity will definitely be a ladder for you to climb up."

"Then why don't you tell me what the opportunity is?"

"Xiao Group's acting CEO."

Fang Ze laughed again: "Can you decide this?"

"No, but if you agree, I can recommend you to my grandfather."

Fang Ze tapped the table lightly with his fingers and said nothing.

"It's okay, you can take your time to think about it. It's okay if you disagree. You can still live in this presidential suite."

Fang Ze looked at his phone, raised his eyebrows, and his expression suddenly changed from before: "Thank you, I will consider it."

"Then let's exchange contact information first," Li Xiangze handed Fang Ze a piece of paper with a phone number written on it. Xiao Mingyang continued, "This restaurant has some great food. Enjoy your meal. I'm hanging up now. Bye!"

Li Xiangze walked over to get his phone.

Fang Ze still had a smile on his face: "Your young master is extraordinary."

Li Xiangze finally smiled from the bottom of his heart: "Thank you for the compliment."

Fang Ze raised his eyebrows at him: "Follow him, you will have a bright future."

"Sorry, that's not my interest." Li Xiangze nodded politely and left the suite.

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Xiao Mingyang slept until noon.

I woke up in a daze and only heard the sound of the door closing.

"Who was that just now?" He yawned.

"Your aunt came to bring you food, but she saw you were sleeping soundly, so she didn't call you," said grandpa.

"Ah——" Xiao Mingyang curled his lips: "Then what should I eat for lunch?"

"If you rush down, you should be able to catch up." Grandpa said with a smile.

"Okay, I'll try." Xiao Mingyang put on his shoes and prepared to rush forward.

Grandpa laughed and called out to him, "Don't chase me. I didn't bring yours in the first place. As a sick patient, I can only eat light food. You, a Sichuan cuisine lover, brought you something impure to tempt me, didn't you?"

"Then I'll just order some takeout and eat in the corridor." Xiao Mingyang said as he picked up his phone, and suddenly a text message came in.

[I've thought about it and I want to give it a try.]

Soon another one came.

[Whenever is convenient for you, I'll come directly to the hospital.]

"Grandpa!" Xiao Mingyang was no longer hungry. "I found the right person!"

He projected the document Xiao Dayang had prepared in advance onto the TV, reached out to pick up his grandfather's reading glasses and put them on him: "Take a look at this person. If you think he's okay, I'll have him come see you directly."

Grandpa read the documents quickly: "Okay, call him over."

“Ok!”

He immediately sent the address to the other party.

"Call your dad as well."

"no problem!"

Grandpa nodded and called his secretary.

Dad arrived the fastest.

There is someone guarding this place, and Xiao Mingyang plans to go out and find some food.

"Let's go eat at your uncle's place," Grandpa said. "It's close to your uncle's company. I just told him."

The food at my uncle's company is really great and quite to his liking. In the past few years, he would go there for a meal whenever he had time, but he hasn't been there for a long time recently.

“Ok!”

He went downstairs, scanned a shared bicycle, and headed straight to the company building.

As long as this thing can be done, my uncle and dad will be safe, killing two birds with one stone.

Xiao Mingyang was in a good mood, and the car exhaust blowing towards him felt fresh.

There was no parking spot in front of the company, so he had to park across the street and cross the road to get there.

Before he even reached the company entrance, he saw a woman kneeling there, her voice extremely loud, speaking Mandarin with a tinge of dialect: "Oh my God! That old bastard stole my brother's only son! He took away my brother's company and left our family with no way to survive!"

Xiao Mingyang frowned. Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, he hid behind a tree and observed secretly.

The security guard came out to chase the people away, but was scolded by the woman as well, using foul language in dialect that was unbearable to hear.

After a long time, the uncle came out of the company. The woman's eyes lit up when she saw him, and she rushed over to him, continuing to yell, "My dear nephew! Wuuuuuuuu, I wanted to take you back home that year, but it was all because of that old man!"

My uncle interrupted, his tone as gentle as ever: "Auntie, let's go in and talk slowly."

The woman's mood finally calmed down: "Oh, okay, okay."

Xiao Mingyang stood where he was.

So, my uncle is not my grandfather’s biological son?

His hands were shaking and his eyes were vacant.

The phone in his pocket suddenly rang, which brought him back to his senses.

He took out his cell phone and saw that Li Xiangze had sent him many messages.

【泽】Are you awake?

Are you awake now?

【泽】Have you had lunch?

[The Most Handsome Guy in the Universe] No, let’s go to a nearby hotpot restaurant. I have something to talk about.

【泽】Yeah.

After exiting the dialog box with his wife, he sent a message to his uncle.

[The most handsome guy in the universe] My friend invited me to dinner, I will come to see my uncle next time.

The other end replied quickly.

[Uncle] Okay.