Qi Junlong's heart tightened when he was looked at by him, and he said in panic:
"Mr. Xiao, I don't have any other intentions, I just want to ask Mr. Xiao for a favor, can you help redeem my son.
Don't worry, any price is fine, just name it, as long as it's what I have or what I can do."
"Why does Mr. Qi think I can help, and why would he help?" Xiao Yichen asked.
"Boss Xiao, please let my son go! I'll do anything you ask me to do, just let him go. My wife is already sick because of him."
Qi Junlong excitedly walked up to Xiao Yichen. Special Assistant Zhao thought he was going to do something and quickly stepped forward to block him.
As a result, Qi Junlong walked forward and knelt down.
His action surprised Xiao Yichen and Special Assistant Zhao.
"Mr. Qi, what are you doing?" This time it was Special Assistant Zhao who asked.
"Please, Mr. Xiao, spare my son. I will serve you like a slave."
Qi Junlong kowtowed again as he spoke, his kowtows making loud noises, without any hesitation.
Xiao Yichen saw him lost in thought. After a long while, Xiao Yichen slowly spoke:
"Get up first, let me think about this!"
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, thank you, Mr. Xiao! Thank you for your generosity, thank you!"
Upon hearing this, Qi Junlong knew that if Xiao Yichen agreed, his son would be saved. He was delighted and kowtowed a few more times before standing up.
"You go back first and I'll give you an answer in three days." Xiao Yichen stood up, walked to the door, left a word, and then opened the door and left.
However, he didn't go far before he ran into Guo Jiawei who had returned.
He was still dodging left and right, but when he saw Xiao Yichen, his eyes lit up and he said with a licking smile:
"Hello, Mr. Xiao. I've considered it and decided to transfer the shares to Mr. Xiao at one-tenth of the price."
"Mr. Guo said he didn't want to sell it, why did you change your mind?"
"Mr. Xiao, I've thought about it and I think what you said makes sense. I want to sell you my shares so that you can have a 55% controlling stake."
"It's just a piece of wasteland. What do I need a controlling stake for? The reason I want to acquire it is to help you as a fellow trader.
Since you don't want to, I won't force you.
I'm sorry, Mr. Guo, I'm busy. If you have any questions, please go talk to our department manager.
Excuse me!" Xiao Yichen ignored him and went straight into the elevator and left.
"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao!" Guo Jiawei chased after him and watched the elevator numbers jumping non-stop.
"Old Qi, Old Qi!" Guo Jiawei didn't catch up with Xiao Yichen and didn't know what to do for a moment, then he saw Qi Junlong coming over.
"Didn't you leave with Yan Fugui? Why are you back?" Qi Junlong didn't want to pay attention to him, but his way was blocked.
"I just saw you sell your shares, so I decided to sell them too!"
Guo Jiawei didn't care and was not embarrassed at all for his change of mind.
"Why, aren't you planning to wait until you get one billion before selling it?
You turned back, Yan Fugui doesn't know, right?" Qi Junlong looked at him with suspicion.
"Oh, forget it. You know the bank is pressing for payment, and I don't know how long this thing will last!"
Guo Jiawei spoke to him in a low voice.
"Hmph, it's good that you know. It's better to get out of this as soon as possible! Otherwise, you'll be a scapegoat for Yan Fugui."
Qi Junlong sneered coldly. He now hated Yan Fugui to the core.
"Lao Qi, please plead for me. Mr. Xiao seemed unhappy just now!" Guo Jiawei was a little distressed.
"Humph, you deserve it. You didn't listen to my kind words of advice and insisted on taking action yourself.
Didn’t Mr. Xiao tell you to talk to the people in the acquisition department? As for the result, I don’t know.
I have something else to do, so I'll leave now. Please go to their acquisition department immediately."
Qi Junlong didn't want to talk to him any more, so he left after he finished speaking.
A few days have passed since this incident.
The wedding is approaching, and Xiao Yichen wants to accumulate virtue for himself and Wen Yishu in this life, so he lets Qi Tianyao go back.
Of course, this came at a price. Twenty percent of the shares of Qi Junlong's company, Qi's Electronic Industry, were transferred to Wen Yishu's name.
After Qi Tianyao was taken home, he didn't dare go out to see anyone and stayed in his room all day. However, his mother felt much better after seeing him back.
Qi Junlong also calmed down and started to behave properly.
Three days before Xiao Yichen and Wen Yishu’s wedding.
"Brother Chen, are you really not coming back to stay tonight?"
"Well, didn't grandma say that we can't see each other for the next three days!
Don't worry, three days will pass quickly, and we'll be together every day from now on."
"Okay, I get it. I'm just not used to not having you by my side when I sleep at night."
"It's okay. Let's video chat tonight and I'll go to bed with you then, okay?"
"Well, okay!"
"Just wait for me to pick you up, okay?"
"Well, I'll wait for you, you must come!"
"What are you thinking? If I don't come to pick you up, who will I get married with?"
Early in the morning, Wen Yishu pulled Xiao Yichen aside and started nagging him. He had been a little anxious recently, and he wondered if it was due to pre-marital anxiety.
"Sanbao, have you been dreaming recently?" Xiao Yichen asked tentatively.
"Well, yes, but less. I always dream about that little boy and a bad woman, just like the old witch in a fairy tale." Wen Yishu muttered.
"Do you have a headache? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?" Xiao Yichen touched his head and asked gently, but he was actually a little uneasy.
“It doesn’t hurt, but I feel a little confused, and I keep thinking these things are real.
It's like a movie, scene after scene." Wen Yishu said.
"Okay, it's okay. If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me."
"Okay, I understand!" Wen Yishu nodded.
"Okay, get up early and have breakfast. Three days will pass quickly."
"I know, I know! So long-winded."
Wen Yishu was still lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt, and Xiao Yichen was sitting beside the bed. The two of them talked for half an hour before Xiao Yichen left.
After Xiao Yichen left, Wen Yishu lay on the bed and looked at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling.
But I thought of last night’s dream. It was still the same cemetery, the same tombstone, and the same person in front of the tombstone.
But that person was very different from the last time I dreamed of him.
The face is still the same, but it has become much more aged, and there are now some white strands in the previously black hair.
“Sanbao, ten years have passed in the blink of an eye, and you are still the same as before.
But I’m old now, and this morning when I was brushing my teeth I noticed I had some white hair.”
The man reached out and touched the photo on the tombstone, then touched his own hair, with a faint smile and some sadness.
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