Wen Bochen's letter basically described his own situation, his longing and concern for his family, and also discussed the distribution of assets, telling them not to feel any psychological burden and to just do as he said.

John then recounted the business situation over the years, explaining that he had made a considerable amount of money, and his commissions alone, excluding shares, had already made him a millionaire.

He reinvested the profits from Jiang Qiao's side. He couldn't come this time because he had something urgent to discuss investment matters with an important person.

"Jiang Qiao, if you are still alive, please sign this document first. If it is not Jiang Qiao, but a relative of Jiang Qiao, please also sign this document. This is an asset and share confirmation document, as well as a profit and loss statement. I will hand it over to Wen Bochen and let him supervise and manage it."

Jiang Qiao glanced at the contents and found it to be exactly as John had said. She couldn't help but chuckle at the thought; John probably wasn't entirely sure she would survive either.

However, she still came as agreed. Fortunately, she hadn't misjudged this person. She never expected that John, who seemed unremarkable before, was actually a business genius who made money no matter what he did. He was quite a figure.

After signing those documents, she wrote letters to her uncle and John respectively, sealed them, and looked at the report again. She had to admire the numbers; they were incredibly profitable. She just didn't know what this guy's next investment project would be.

She packed her things, planning to have her second uncle take them back with him when he left.

As for Luo Yuan, whom John mentioned in his letter, just as she analyzed, it was this person who volunteered. As for Jiang Qiao's other situation, the other party did not know anything about it.

After chatting with the veterans, Zhou Yu came in with Jian Ling.

“Uncle Zhou, you’ve come at the right time. Go find Cao Mingyuan and the others and ask them who the mole is on the Wen family’s ship. Quickly inform the people on the ship to be careful of this person. The Wen family are business people, so don’t let them get involved in this matter.”

Zhou Yu nodded. "I'll be right there. Wait for my reply."

Jian Ling sighed, "What kind of mess is this? These people are really everywhere. Luckily I left early back then, otherwise I would have been driven to my death by anger."

Jiang Qiao smiled and took Jian Ling's arm. "So, Aunt Jian, you're the lucky one. Look at Xu Shaoqing and the others, how many of them have a good ending?"

"You're doing just right. We have plenty of time ahead of us. You and Uncle Zhou will still have to help us take care of the kids."

Jian Ling was amused by Jiang Qiao's words. "That's right. Don't you know who we are? My husband, Lao Zhou, learned the wrong things back then. Otherwise, he would be more than qualified to be the chief of staff."

"That's right. My Uncle Zhou is quick-witted and saw it coming a long time ago. It's good that things are like this now. Nothing is more important than being alive."

For dinner, Jian Ling took the lead, while Jiang Qiao lent a hand. The two of them were not the type to be frugal; if there was good food, why wouldn't they eat it?

Especially the huge ham that Jiang Qiao brought out—so much meat, why not eat it?

When Qin Junlin came back, everyone was waiting for him to have dinner.

"Oh, it's so different when there are people taking care of things at home. Girl, are you sure you can handle this? Why don't you hurry home? Your grandpa and the others must be worried."

Jiang Qiao sighed, "My business here isn't finished yet."

Everyone looked at Jiang Qiao in surprise, "Isn't it over yet? Weren't they all arrested?"

"They did arrest him, but my uncle is here, and I think I'll have to go with him back to our hometown to visit him."

Qin Junlin and the others inquired about Gu Zhengfeng's situation. They knew he had gone to the front lines, but there was no news.

"Sigh, don't even mention it. Even Qiao'er's son-in-law went up. We also wanted to know what was going on, but unfortunately, no news came. Everyone, just wait patiently. With Qiao'er's father there, he's sure to keep the enemy away."

Wu Dong agreed wholeheartedly, saying, "That's right. It's just that our legs aren't as nimble as they used to be. Otherwise, we would also like to go up and fight the enemy."

"No way, if you go, Uncle Liu and the others will follow you. Let's stay home and wait for good news."

After dinner, Jiang Qiao asked Cui Changshan and the others about their arrangements.

"I asked them and told them to take a break first. They definitely need to be paid their wages for the past few months. They've come all this way and haven't even had a proper chance to look around yet. They should buy something for their families."

"By the way, Old Wang said he'd be over in a bit to discuss the next steps with you."

Jiang Qiao blinked. "Isn't he coming back with us?"

Zhou Yu shook his head. "I don't know either. You'll understand when you see the person. By the way, I've already told Xiao Song and the others that the people on the ship know they have a traitor. As for how they deal with it, that's not our concern."

Jian Ling was curious: "What are Wang Benshan's plans?"

Zhou Yu shook his head again. "I don't know either. We'll know when we get here."

Jiang Qiao sighed, "Aunt Jian, take out the things you've packed. When Lao Wang comes over, he can take them back to everyone. That's the idea. Everyone's coming over to help me out, so I should at least bring some foreign things for my family."

"I've packed everything, and I'm just waiting for them to arrive."

Wang Benshan and Cui Changfa came together, and neither of them were talkative people.

"Director Song's idea is for us to go over first to protect your grandfather, and then we can go back separately after they meet."

Jiang Qiao nodded. "I think it's a good idea, Lao Cui. My uncle brought some things back from abroad. You can take them back and share them with everyone. Also, please share this with everyone and buy some things to take back with you."

Seeing Jiang Qiao take out money again, Cui Changfa felt embarrassed and said, "No, please. We've already received our salaries. We can't take this money back. We haven't even finished spending the money we were given before."

Jiang Qiao smiled, then pulled Cui Changfa aside and stuffed the money into his pocket.

"Salary is salary, this is mine. Putting everything else aside, I'm grateful for everyone's help. I'll always remember this kindness."

Besides, we're all on the same side, so let's not stand on ceremony. Who knows, I might even have to bother you in your area someday. Just behave yourself and don't do anything illegal. If you ever need my help, I'll definitely lend a hand.

Cui Changfa nodded with a smile, "That's great! If we ever get sick or have any mishaps in the future, I'll come to you for help."

Jiang Qiao waved her hand and said in a very generous manner, "No problem. You know my address, and I know yours too. If you ever move to a different place in the future, remember to tell me your address."

It's not easy for us all to get together; it's truly a special connection, a bond forged in life and death. Don't let living apart cause us to lose touch.

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