Old Master Jiang lazily raised his eyelids and glanced at him: "There is no place for you, stand."
Jiang Lu looked around awkwardly. There was indeed no place for him. He walked to his wife Song Xueting, but Song Xueting didn't even look at him and let him stand there.
The others who were watching the fun couldn't help but sneer.
"Now that everyone is here, let's discuss a strategy quickly," said Uncle Jiang.
"What countermeasures are we discussing? Since Jiang Han's whereabouts are unknown, the first priority is to find a way to stabilize the group and its partners. Otherwise, the stock price will definitely fall. I wonder how many people are hoping that something bad will happen to the Jiang family so they can take advantage of it."
Uncle Jiang, holding a cigarette in his mouth, looked at everyone with an ambiguous expression.
Old Master Jiang stroked his cane and said nothing.
Uncle Jiang said, "Jiang Han, what's the point of returning to China? He didn't even bother to discuss it with us in advance. We only found out after something happened. How could it be too late?"
"Yes, this kid has been acting more and more unruly in recent years. This incident is a lesson for us. I think we should take back some of his power and distribute it to others. That way, if something happens to him, others can step in to support him. Otherwise, it would be too risky for him to control the company alone!"
"I agree!"
"I agree too!"
"Oh, what do you mean? Why weren't you so active before the incident? Isn't Jiang Han in power because you're incompetent? Now that he's in trouble, you think you're in charge?" Song Xueting sneered and slammed the table. "I don't agree with this. Even if power needs to be divided, it should be given to Jiang Lu and me. We are his biological parents, and it's not your turn to point fingers."
"Oh, sister-in-law, you're talking so nicely, biological parents? Go ask Jiang Han if he recognizes them? For so many years, you two have been enemies, worse than enemies, and you still have the nerve to say that you are biological parents?"
"Shut up! It's not your place to interfere in our family affairs."
"Why, isn't that right? Everyone is eligible to inherit Jiang Han's assets, except you two parents!"
…
Jiang Han took off his headphones impatiently. This group of people would quarrel fiercely over the slightest disagreement. They had been doing this for years.
He watched the people in the picture start to take action, which was extremely boring.
Just then, the waiter arrived to deliver the food. Qi Yuan and Wen Yan ushered them in and said, "Let's eat first. There's no time to get work done. Fill your stomach first. The chickens here are all free-range, and the meat is especially delicious!"
Jiang Han responded, put the Bluetooth headset into his pocket, stood up and said, "Then try it."
"Lan Shuang, come and have dinner."
He called out in a gentle tone. Lan Shuang, who was playing a garbage game, was flattered. Wow, when did Master Jiang become so gentle?
"Oh, okay."
She quickly put down her phone and sat down at the table. The waiter didn't see anything wrong and said, "Enjoy your meal, four."
Then they retreated to the door. Lan Shuang smiled and said, "We don't need you to worry about us anymore. We'll call you if there's anything. Go and rest first."
After hearing what she said, the waiter nodded and left.
As soon as the door closed, the atmosphere of good brothers disappeared instantly, and Jiang Han's face was colder than the ice on the table.
Lan Shuang glanced at him twice: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Jiang Han was silent for a moment, then said, "I spread the news that I was seriously injured and missing, and the Jiang family couldn't sit still. Now they're trying to divide up my power and the company shares I own."
Lan Shuang: “Ah?”
She raised her eyebrows in confusion: "Shouldn't I look for you first?"
Jiang Han sneered: "How do you know they haven't looked for it? Look for it in private, and when you find it, take advantage of the fact that others don't have time to react and take the initiative—"
As he spoke, he made a pistol gesture and lazily pointed it at his head. "Bang!"
"It's all over."
Lan Shuang was helpless: "As expected, big families like yours have weak relationships. Shouldn't you have let it go long ago? Why are you still being disturbed by them?"
Jiang Han was silent.
Qi Yuan glared at her and told her to stop talking nonsense.
Lan Shuang raised an eyebrow. "Why? Am I wrong? Human life is only a hundred years long, like grass and trees only last for a season. Why waste our limited time on endless annoyance? Do they deserve it?"
Jiang Han's mind moved, and he suddenly leaned back in his chair and smiled: "Yes, you are right, not worthy."
One sentence made him suddenly enlightened.
Indeed, those people cannot be considered relatives at all. They are just strangers with the same blood. They are gathered together because of their interests. When interests conflict, no one will be merciful to anyone else. In this case, don't worry about it.
Jiang Han felt much more relaxed instantly. He picked up his chopsticks and said, "Let's eat. After we finish eating, we'll discuss the next plan."
"good!"
Lan Shuang smiled and took a sip of the juice.
…
I have to say that the food at the farm house is really delicious. The ingredients are all authentic, fresh, fragrant and mellow. Lan Shuang felt a little full after eating, so while Jiang Han and Qi Yuan were discussing plans in the house, she slipped out for a walk.
Staying away from the Jiang family's affairs can also make Jiang Han less wary.
She walked along the cobblestone path to the back, and not far away she saw the hot spring they talked about, with a faint white mist. She did not go into the water, but found a big rock nearby and sat down. The rock was smooth and clean, probably for people who took a hot spring bath to rest. After Lan Shuang sat on it, she found that the rock was warm and quite comfortable.
She found a suitable position to sit down, took out her phone to log in to WeChat and took a look. There were unread messages in a row, from teachers and classmates, and the most were from Du Mingsheng. There were 99+ messages from one person.
She snorted and first opened the messages from her teachers and classmates. They were asking why she didn't come to class. Later, they told her to have a good rest if she was not feeling well and not to forget to make up for the missed classes.
"Huh? Why did you suddenly change your tone?"
She thought about it and felt that it must be what Du Mingsheng said. She opened his dialog box and saw that it was indeed what he said.
When she flipped to the top, it was all Du Mingsheng's confession. She was too lazy to read it and flipped to the middle few sentences. He said that he had asked for leave from school and asked Jin Bin to help deal with it. No one would disturb her family and it would not affect her studies.
"No wonder the original body's parents didn't ask a single question. It turns out they knew nothing."
Lan Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good too. It will save them from worrying."
After a few casual swipes, she realized that Du Mingsheng sent her messages every day, one in the morning and one in the evening, saying hello, asking about her health, and then reminiscing about the good times they had before.
Lan Shuang suddenly found it funny. "He's already sold out, why is he pretending to be a romantic now? What's the point of posting all this? Are you trying to soften my heart? To make me stop hating him?"
888 mused, "It's very likely that he's just feeling guilty and doing this to make himself feel better."
Lan Shuang was stunned for a moment, then nodded in agreement: "You are telling the truth."
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