At this moment, the ringing of the phone broke the silence and the phone screen lit up.
When Jiang Meng saw the familiar number displayed on the screen, his expression changed several times in an instant.
After some hesitation, she slowly answered the call. "What can I do for you?" she asked, trying to keep her tone calm.
The voice on the other end sounded quite resentful. "I thought you would just reject my call. Now you don't even recognize me as your brother? You're willing to abandon your family for a man! But no matter what, there's a new mission for you. The military plans to send you to the seaside for a special training. If you perform well, I've made all the preparations. With your abilities, you'll definitely be able to complete it successfully."
In fact, there are many stories about ancient families circulating in the northern land, among which the Jiang family is particularly famous.
After two generations of unremitting efforts, this school now produces many talents, and its members can be seen in politics, business and even the front-line military.
In particular, there have been recent rumors that Jiang Meng will be promoted to a high-level military position and given control over important strategic locations in the South China Sea. Once implemented, this will surely consolidate his strategic influence in the south and bring huge economic benefits.
However, faced with such an attractive and challenging opportunity, Jiang Meng's answer was extremely firm and a little tired: "Thank you for your kindness, but I think it is better for me to stay in Jinling. You don't have to worry too much about me." Although the words were gentle, the attitude was very firm.
Hearing such a decisive rejection, the voice on the other end immediately became excited: "Don't you understand the importance of this invitation? The opportunity to work in the Yangcheng Command is not something that everyone can get! If it weren't for our family's strong support behind the scenes, do you think you could have reached that level on your own?"
As soon as the words fell, silence fell.
Since the road ahead is so difficult, I should step back to avoid unnecessary trouble and being accused of wasting family resources. Let this opportunity be left to those who truly desire it!
Regardless of whether it's from a side branch or not, in our Gongsun family, whoever can take on this important task will be given the job." Jiang Meng said with a smile, her tone calm and resolute.
Within wealthy families, the treatment of direct descendants and branches is as different as heaven and earth.
As a direct descendant, not only can one naturally enjoy more support, but one can also obtain more strength from the family in times of crisis.
If the opportunity to go to the Yangcheng Military Headquarters falls into the hands of the Zhili clan, it may become an opportunity to completely change the fate of the individual or even the entire clan.
Although nominally united and connected, behind the scenes, a power struggle between the main lineage and its branches has been raging for years. In reality, there are no clear rules limiting the status of each branch—everything is based on strength—as long as one is strong enough, they have the ability to lead their own lineage to rise to power.
Therefore, if such an important position is handed over to a marginal bloodline, it will not take long before Jiang Meng's lineage will quickly become "marginal people" in the pages of history.
"Don't you realize that this is about the survival of our entire clan? How can you disregard the collective interests based on personal preferences? Don't you understand what joining the Yangcheng Military Committee means to us? It's essential for stabilizing the southern border defenses!"
A man's excited voice came from the other end of the phone, as if the person on the other end was a stubborn young man.
But as soon as he finished speaking, he was greeted with an unexpected answer: "Everyone has his or her own mission. You bear a heavy responsibility, and I hope you can understand and respect my choice. I simply wish to stay in Jinling and be an ordinary teacher... Please fulfill this small wish of mine."
After hearing this, the raging anger on the other end of the phone cooled down as if doused with cold water, and was followed by a bone-chilling silence - it was obvious that the interlocutor could no longer continue the argument.
It is worth mentioning that earlier, in order to make way for career development in places with greater development potential, Jiang Meng resolutely gave up the excellent opportunity to go to the capital for further studies, and instead settled down in an ordinary but vibrant city to engage in education work.
Her deep-seated yearning for a quiet and peaceful life and her aversion to the endless power struggle within the clan had long been deeply ingrained.
What's more, she is now an unknown coach with a monthly income of only more than 8,000 yuan.
For Jiang Meng, this salary is just a drop in the bucket.
For her, this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to give everything to someone without reservation, asking for nothing in return—such a passionate and resolute emotion was unique in her life.
As soon as I hung up the phone, my phone started to light up again because of WeChat messages.
When she opened the chat history, she once again saw more than ten voice messages bombarding her from her second brother.
But this time, she chose to ignore it all. Selecting an unplayed voice message, she responded with a firm, unquestionable voice: "I will take responsibility for my own life. Even if one day I end up on the streets, begging for a living, I won't ask for even a shred of sympathy from my brother!"
These words apparently caused silence on the other end of the conversation, and there was no response from then on.
No matter how difficult life or how hungry and cold the future holds for her, Jiang Meng has made up her mind. She will never regret her decision, even if the future brings hardship and poverty, just for the sake of the only choice in her heart.
As some people have said, the tears shed in youth will eventually become the water settled in the brain.
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