Chapter 213 Return to the Bo Family
When Xie Ming saw the two of them, he was so excited that tears and snot ran down his face.
"Ancestors, I finally found you."
Xie Ming knelt on the ground and cried uncontrollably.
Jiang Ciyou was puzzled by his crying face.
The assistant director was also wiping tears: "The old man has said that if we can't find you, we will pack up all the people in our program team and send them to Zimbabwe to shoot a documentary."
In fact, in the past two days, although the live broadcast room was controlled by someone, the live broadcast was carried out normally.
But they have not been able to break through the technology and cannot track the address.
It is also impossible to determine the location of the two people from the live broadcast.
All we can conclude is that they drifted to an island.
But there are countless small islands scattered here.
Finding them is not an easy task.
Just when everyone was getting extremely anxious and panicked, like headless flies, the picture in the live broadcast room was completely cut off.
This instantly extinguished the hope that the program crew had just ignited.
I don't know which big boss is behind this joke.
But a few hours later, someone sent Xie Ming's location directly to his phone.
This location is where the deserted island is located.
What is surprising is that.
This island is between Devil Island and Angel Island.
It is very close to both islands.
Strangely, this island is not included in the satellite's positioning map.
No one even knew the island existed.
Therefore, the program crew looked for so many places, but they had never been to this nearest island.
Jiang Ciyou was shocked when he saw Shen Yibai.
The once sunny and cheerful boy has completely changed.
The bright smile of the past no longer appeared on his face.
Instead, there is a gloomy and decadent feeling.
He had become extremely thin, with sunken eye sockets.
After seeing Jiang Ciyou, he did not run over to her and call her “sister, sister” as he did in the past.
Instead, he hid at the farthest point of the crowd.
When Jiang Ciyou came to his senses, he could no longer see him.
Jiang Ciyou felt that something must have happened to Shen Yibai.
She probably guessed it in her heart.
Sometimes growth is instantaneous.
Jiang Ciyou and Bo Jinxiu released the rabbits they had caught earlier and finally left the island.
When the small bamboo house disappeared from my sight, I felt a little reluctant.
It’s not that I’m reluctant to leave here.
But Jiang Ciyou knew that his peaceful life had disappeared.
After going out, the worldly vanity and the complexity of human nature become a battlefield full of gunfire and hail of bullets.
Jiang Ciyou turned around and saw Bo Jinxiu.
He still has some low heat.
Fell asleep on her shoulder.
He looks like a child when he sleeps, with long eyelashes that look like the flapping wings of a butterfly.
His hand was still tightly clasped around hers.
Jiang Ciyou moved slightly, even in his sleep.
His hands would unconsciously clench tighter.
Jiang Ciyou touched Bo Jinxiu's chin and said, "Go to sleep. I will always be by your side."
Jiang Ciyou also slept for a while.
When I woke up, I was in Kyoto.
The Bo family has its own private airport.
After getting off the plane.
The convoy was parked outside.
A man in a suit and white gloves came over.
"Fourth Master, the old man asked me to take you back to the old house."
Jiang Ciyou followed Bo Jinxiu into an extended Lincoln.
Sitting in the car, Jiang Ciyou said nothing, his back straight.
Bo Jinxiu was a little amused: "Why are you nervous?"
Jiang Ciyou was indeed a little nervous and rolled her eyes at him: "Where are we going?"
"The ugly daughter-in-law meets her parents-in-law."
Just now the driver said he was going back to the Bo family’s old house.
Jiang Ci was very worried.
After hearing what Bo Jinxiu said, he became even more nervous: "Can I not go?"
"Why, you already agreed to my proposal."
Bo Jinxiu also looked nervous: "You won't regret it so soon."
"Then... can you regret it?"
"No!" Bo Jinxiu grabbed Jiang Ciyou's hand.
"Once you board my pirate ship, you'll never be able to escape in your lifetime."
Jiang Ciyou's palms felt icy cold.
"But I'm not ready yet."
Old lady Jiang Ciyou has seen it before.
An old lady with a kind face and gentle personality.
But Mr. Bo.
He is a big shot that appears in history books.
Bo Haiquan started from scratch.
It started as a shipping business, from a small cargo ship to the shipping king at that time.
During the period of reform and opening up, he entered the real estate industry and within just a few years, he became the richest man in Kyoto.
If that was all there was to his story, he could only be described as a successful businessman.
It can't be called a legend.
Bo Haiquan was not only a businessman in his life, he was also invited to watch military parades many times.
During the foreign aid war, he did his best to transport food and medicine to the front line.
Made a great contribution to the victory of the war at that time.
After the war, they began to build bridges and roads and devoted themselves to the development of the domestic economy.
And after many of his businesses developed, he donated them to the country free of charge.
He is also committed to charity and has established numerous children's foundations around the world.
In addition to charity, he is also committed to combating international terrorist organizations. Many international cancers that once wreaked havoc have been eradicated by him, such as the "Blood Moon Gang" that once called itself the Judge of Doomsday.
For this purpose, he has been received by top leaders at home and abroad many times.
It can be said that he is not only a businessman, but also a great man.
Jiang Ciyou naturally felt endless awe for such a person from the bottom of his heart.
Bo Jinxiu had long seen through Jiang Ciyou's thoughts.
He comforted her, "Although my father is serious and stern, he is not difficult to get along with. When the time comes, just answer whatever he asks."
This did not comfort Jiang Ci's worries.
But there is no way.
The car finally entered the Bo family's old house.
This is the center of Kyoto.
Next to the old palace.
As soon as he entered the front yard, Jiang Ciyou felt something different.
This place where every inch of land is valuable feels like entering a garden.
There are mountains, water, and a winding stream.
The stream is crystal clear and at the end is a small mountain waterfall.
There are various fish, shrimps, water plants and beautiful stones in the stream.
Following the winding stream, you can see pavilions, terraces, and trees and flowers, like a poetic painting by ancient literati.
After passing through the front yard, we finally arrived at the main villa.
Traditional Chinese style, with flying eaves, carved beams and painted rafters, green bricks and black tiles, and an antique feel.
After entering, it is all modern in layout, bright and clean, with floor-to-ceiling windows everywhere. Only the rows of antique shelves and rare calligraphy and paintings by famous artists on the walls show the family's heritage and luxury.
When the old housekeeper saw them, he quickly came over and said, "Master, Miss Jiang, you are finally here. The old man is waiting for you in the study."
The two followed the butler to the study.
The old man was in the study, thinking over a chessboard.
"Master, the Fourth Young Master and Miss Jiang are here."
The butler spoke.
But Bo Haiquan seemed not to hear it.
Still immersed in the chessboard.
The butler left with interest.
Bo Jinxiu took Jiang Ciyou's hand and walked in.