Chapter 91 A Familiar Name
After the banquet, the guests left one by one.
The Ming family made thoughtful arrangements for all the guests.
They can choose to stay in the manor for a few more days.
Or you can choose to leave directly.
But very few choose to leave.
After all, it is great to be able to gather so many important figures together.
Looking across the country, perhaps only the Ming family has such weight and face.
That's exactly why.
In the days after the banquet.
It will become an important opportunity for all parties to interact, negotiate cooperation and facilitate transactions.
In the main building.
There was no mountain of luxurious gifts piled on the coffee table.
Just a simple cake.
There are several number candles.
The lighting was turned warm.
A few wall lamps were left softly lit.
It was as if the air had slowed down.
It exudes the safe and warm feeling that belongs only to home.
The halo illuminated several familiar faces around.
Mr. Ming, Mingzhu, and Uncle Zhou.
Jiang Zhi watched all this quietly.
The fingers curled up unconsciously and then slowly loosened.
Mingzhu stood beside him and whispered, "Happy birthday, make a wish."
A grand carnival, deliberate flattery.
These were never what Jiang Zhi wanted.
And like this, I am quietly surrounded by people who truly care about me.
Hearing a simple "Happy Birthday" was the perfection he had never dared to imagine.
Jiang Zhi was gently pushed by Mingzhu to sit in the main seat.
She put a birthday hat on him herself.
Jiang Zhi lowered his eyes and smiled, then raised his eyes again.
His eyes were warm and bright, like a deep lake lit by candlelight.
He imprinted the faces of every person before him deeply into his heart.
Then, Jiang Zhi slowly closed his eyes.
Made a wish.
When he opened his eyes again.
Under the warm light.
Mr. Ming said in a generous tone: "Happy birthday, Xiaozhi."
Uncle Zhou then smiled and handed Jiang Zhi a red envelope.
"Mr. Jiang, this is a little gift from the old man. May everything go well for you."
Jiang Zhi took it and felt the outline of the thin and hard card inside the red envelope with his fingertips.
There was a bank card inside.
Even Jiang Zhi is no longer troubled by money.
But this gift is far beyond what money can measure.
It is a token of love from elders to younger generations.
Jiang Zhi's throat felt a little tight.
He whispered, "Thank you, old man, and thank you, Uncle Zhou."
Old Master Ming was amused by his reaction: "Don't be so formal. From now on, just follow Zhuzhu and call me grandpa."
Jiang Zhi only felt that his heart was wrapped in warmth, soft and peaceful.
So he called out softly, "Grandpa."
This was a word that belonged to his family and he hadn't called it out for a long time.
Mingzhu sat aside with a faint smile in her eyes.
She handed a gift box to Jiang Zhi and said cheerfully, "Birthday present."
Jiang Zhi took it.
Mingzhu raised her chin slightly, her eyes clear and filled with unconcealable anticipation.
She couldn't wait to see his reaction after opening the gift.
"Open it and take a look."
Old Master Ming and Uncle Zhou watched this scene with smiles on their faces, neither saying a word.
Jiang Zhi opened the lid of the box.
On the black velvet cushion lay a key.
Under the key is a property certificate.
Jiang Zhi suddenly looked up and looked at Mingzhu.
Mingzhu gently opened the property certificate and handed it to Jiang Zhi.
The best large flat on the riverside in Shanghai.
Her fingertips landed on the column for the property owner's name.
There are only two words printed on it.
The river stops.
"I'll give you a home," Mingzhu's words were clear and engraved in his heart.
"Just write your name. This house belongs to you completely. No matter what happens in the future, it will always belong to you."
Jiang Zhi held the box and looked deeply into Mingzhu's beautiful eyes.
A tear slid down from the corner of his eye without warning, crystal clear.
The velvet lining sank into the box and disappeared in an instant.
Mingzhu was stunned.
She anticipated that Jiang Zhi might be surprised and happy.
But I didn't expect this.
He will cry.
Jiang Zhi gently put down the box, stretched out his hand, and held Mingzhu in his arms.
His chin rested lightly on the top of her head, and his voice was hoarse:
"...Thank you for the gift, Miss. I like it very much."
From this moment on, he had himself, a family, and a home again.
Mingzhu smiled softly in his arms and raised her hands to hug him back: "Happy birthday, Mr. Jiang."
The lights in Shanghai gradually lit up, and the surface of the river reflected the lights of thousands of homes.
And one of them will light up only for him from now on.
It's late at night and everyone is asleep.
In a tube-shaped building in the suburbs of Beijing.
Mr. and Mrs. Sheng have been busy these days.
Now I am sleeping soundly.
In the darkness, Sheng Yuan picked up the mobile phone that his father had placed in the corner of the sofa.
He walked into the bathroom alone and locked the door gently.
Life without money was much harder than Sheng Yuan had imagined.
He had never taken a few thousand dollars seriously before.
Now I can’t even afford a mobile phone.
The light from the screen reflected Sheng Yuan's somewhat immature yet tense face.
There was a darkness deep in his eyes.
Maybe the environment is a bit harsh.
Or it may be due to a lack of reasonable and scientific nutritional intake for a long time.
Sheng Yuan's current expression and spirit.
It is much worse than when I was six years old in my previous life.
He was afraid of waking up Sheng's parents, and even more afraid that someone would find out during the day.
So Sheng Yuan can only be like this.
Late at night, I secretly searched for news about the Ming family on the Internet.
The news about the Ming family was kept strictly secret.
Most of what can be found are unimportant things.
As for Mr. Ming, or Mingzhu...
Their current situation and whereabouts.
Can't find any.
Sheng Yuan knew in his heart that no matter how much he investigated, he would only be deceiving himself.
But he searched day after day.
Even if you only get a little bit of information that is difficult to verify.
It seems that this is the only way.
Only then could he barely soothe the longing in his heart that had nowhere to go and was growing day by day.
Just when Sheng Yuan thought he would get nothing today.
A financial news brief, mixed in with many explosive headlines, came into view.
In this era of entertainment first.
Few people read financial news carefully anymore.
What's more, this news has neither pictures nor bold or red text.
It's just a simple sentence and can be easily overlooked.
If Sheng Yuan hadn't been searching with a purpose, he would have almost missed it.
When he saw the line of words clearly, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Sheng Yuan murmured softly, "The Ming Group has successors. The future will belong to Mingzhu and Jiang Zhi."
His tone was filled with confusion.
What does this sentence mean?
Sheng Yuan found that he actually couldn't understand it.
Why does Mingzhu's name appear alongside another person's name?
A nameless anger mixed with anxiety rose from my heart.
Sheng Yuan's temples began to throb with pain.
He couldn't figure it out.
Jiang Zhi?
Why is it named like this?
Anyone is Lin Huaiyan.
He might not even be so surprised.
The river stops.
The river stops.
The river stops.
What a familiar name.
He must have heard it somewhere.
But Sheng Yuan's mind is now like a mess of paste.
The more eagerly he recalled.
The headache became worse.
Sheng Yuan didn't care that it was already late.
With trembling fingers, he dialed the number that he knew by heart.
The call went through.
However, the bell hadn't rung for even a second.
The call was hung up abruptly.
Sheng Yuan stood there in a daze, staring blankly at the phone screen that had gone dark.
The only sound in my ears was my own rapid heartbeat.
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