Chapter 155 Good Intentions

"Grandpa, do you really think so? Don't blame me for treating my uncle..."

Old Master Di shook his head and smiled, "No, I have been waiting for you to truly get over the hurdle in your heart. Even if your legs cannot be healed, you can regain control of the Di family. Whatever I do for you is useless. Only when you stand up by yourself, both mentally and physically, can you stabilize the Di family."

"As for your uncle, you are the heir anyway, so just spare him if you can."

Di Chen understood this time that his grandfather had good intentions.

How could he not suffer when he was in ruins, waiting for him to regroup.

Fortunately, he came back.

It was indeed with the help of Pei Zhiwan. Thinking of this, his heart suddenly softened.

As if by some strange coincidence, tonight she was a participant again, and even the leader. Perhaps it was destined by God that she would participate in his life. As she said, she was the best partner...

I don't know why he felt sad when he thought of this best partner.

Di Chen tried not to think about it, but sighed: "I'm afraid he won't stop. If not, he would have no worries about food and clothing, and he would not be left out of the dividends, and he would still be my elder."

As long as Di Huainan stopped, he was willing to give him the last chance, and they would still be good uncle and nephew in the future.

A trace of pain flashed in the eyes of the old man: "I still have to talk to him in person, and I can't watch him fall into an irretrievable situation."

After all, Di Huainan was saved by the old woman's life.

...

Pei Zhiwan received the 200 million transferred by Di Chen when he returned to the bedroom.

The 200 million yuan given to the former owner of the clothing city was first transferred from the account of Fengye Group Head Office.

Pei Zhiwan transferred the 200 million yuan back to the company account and noted that 50 million yuan was used for the decoration of the office on the top floor of the clothing city and the opening of the jewelry store.

Although he received 200 million yuan, he transferred it out again.

Pei Zhiwan couldn't help but mutter to himself: "I seem to be a transit station. The money just passed through my hands. It seems that I need to continue to work hard to make money and accumulate funds."

Then he looked through the news on his mobile phone and found a striking headline: The police closed down a dance hall tonight.

From the people escorted out by the police, there was no Di Huainan and the woman he tortured.

I knew that they must have left, and that’s why Di Chen’s people reported the case to the police and sealed off the place. This

gave Di Huainan and the woman a chance. After all, their crime this time was not serious. At most, they were forced to have a relationship, and they still stated that they were boyfriend and girlfriend. After this incident, Di Huainan was deprived of the management rights of the Di family. Even if he wanted to take revenge, he would definitely stay quiet for a while. ... The bidding meeting for the land in the north of the city was finally held. For some unknown reason in the early stage, it was delayed again and again until today. Pei Zhensheng brought his two children to participate on behalf of Fengye Group. Pei Zhiwan was the bid document commentator. Not surprisingly, Di Chen and the Pei family were also present, and naturally they also participated in the bidding meeting. Pei Zhiwan naturally would not care about her family. Now that Di Huainan had been beaten up badly, he even handed over all the treasures in his hands. If her family could just stop, she would not bother with them anymore. She walked straight to Di Chen. Pei Zhensheng and Pei Qiheng looked at each other and followed him. "Hey, President Di, congratulations again. You have ascended the throne of the head of the Di family. No, it was originally your throne. You must have had a great time these days, right? Have all the gods begun to change their minds and pay tribute to you?" Pei Zhiwan sat next to Di Chen and smiled sideways. Pei Zhensheng and Pei Qiheng, father and son, had no choice but to sit down next to her. Di Chen greeted the two of them politely before responding to Pei Zhiwan's words. "Thanks to Miss Pei for all her help. I don't need tribute, but I hope you won't make trouble." There was nothing wrong with this answer. Pei Zhiwan gave him a thumbs up: "President Di is good at talking. President Di, we are here to win this time. What about you? Why are you here alone? Are you going to go there in person?" Di Chen looked at her sideways and smiled: "Are you interested in me?" "Huh, why do I feel like we are not talking on the same channel? How can you be interested in me?" Pei Zhiwan shrugged in confusion, and met his gaze with her eyes, full of inquiry. "What else? Why do you care about how I bid?" Di Chen smiled teasingly. Pei Zhiwan retracted her gaze. This man was really good at thinking. He also learned to start teasing him with words to fight back. He was really getting cocky. It was not the time to ask her to treat his illness. "I have nothing to say to you. You are just thinking too much when chatting. There is no one else." Di Chen's lips raised even deeper. She was actually quite cute when she was angry. "Zhiwan, Uncle Pei, Young Master Pei, you guys came early?" Fu Yansheng's voice suddenly rang in his ears. Di Chen turned his head subconsciously to see, and it was indeed him. Pei Qiheng hurriedly stood up and greeted: "Come on, Yansheng, come over here, are you alone?" Fu Yansheng smiled gratefully: "Thank you, big brother, my dad and big brother are over there, I came to sit with you." As he said that, he was about to walk past Di Chen and go inside. Di Chen was sitting on the outside. But Di Chen didn't move his legs, just crossed his legs. Fu Yansheng couldn't get through, and he didn't want to lift his legs to get through, after all, Di Chen was tall and arrogant. Fu Yansheng had no choice but to say, "Excuse me, let me in." Di Chen snorted lightly, "So rude? Don't you know how to greet people? Aren't you the second kid of the Di family?" Hearing this, Fu Yansheng's expression immediately became very embarrassed. Being called a second kid by someone who is only a few years older is simply a humiliation. Pei Zhiwan couldn't stand it anymore, turned his head and said to Di Chen unhappily, "Mr. Di, greeting or not is another matter, but when people walk, you have to make way, right?"

Di Chen nodded to her and said, "Of course, I listened to Zhiwan. Do you know who this second kid is? He is the child of my mother's niece, so there is nothing wrong with me calling him the second kid. After all, he is a generation younger than me. And as a younger generation, he saw me sitting here and didn't even say hello. He even wanted me to make way for him. Isn't that a bit rude?"

Pei Zhiwan didn't know what to say.

Since there is this level of relationship, then Fu Yansheng is indeed wrong.

He can't bypass him and greet them as if he didn't see them or didn't know them.

She looked at Fu Yansheng in confusion: "Yansheng, is that true?"

Fu Yansheng replied awkwardly: "Indeed, but my mother and my cousin are already five generations apart, and my cousin has been gone for a long time. We in the Di family rarely interact with each other and have forgotten this relationship. Besides, if you hadn't called me President Zhiwan, I wouldn't have recognized you. After all, I didn't grow up in the imperial capital and I just came back not long ago."

After saying that, he bowed to Di Chen and apologized: "I'm sorry, cousin."