Chapter 39 Chapter 39 "Ayu, wherever you are, I'm there...
With Mr. Jiang's last breath, everything seemed to have come to an end.
Jiang Junyao still had some shares, and Jiang Mianru did not deliberately make things difficult for him as he had promised.
He gave up the opportunity to dominate the market and made peace with Jiang Jinhua, and they became grasshoppers tied to the same rope.
Now the uncle and nephew are completely on the same side, and on the surface they seem to be very close.
Jiang Jinhua had his suspicions, but he couldn't think of any other motives that Jiang Mian might have.
After all, it’s a scam, but the money is real in the handshake.
Moreover, the reasons Jiang Mian gave were quite convincing. Sometimes people risked their lives just to save their dignity.
A business partner got drunk and started talking nonsense: "He is from a low-class background, a bastard who can't be seen in public."
Jiang Jinhua's eyelids twitched, and everyone who was traveling with him was horrified.
"Do you really think you can climb up? You will be kicked down like a dog by our CEO Jiang?"
He laughed out loud, not noticing at all that Jiang Jinhua's expression had changed.
"Enjoy your meal." Jiang Jinhua wiped his mouth with a napkin, then stood up and left.
With just a glance, his subordinates received the instruction and nodded slightly without making any expression.
As soon as the door of the box was closed, the situation inside the room became completely different.
Jiang Jinhua lowered his head and turned his sleeves, feeling that power was something that really pleased people. He could call the wind and rain with the snap of a finger and enjoy the huge influence brought by it like the flapping of a butterfly's wings.
So what if I came from a low-class background? The Jiang family is still in the hands of this bastard.
It's a pity that Jiang Mian is a loser, with his head full of thoughts about women's stuff. But that's good too, as it saves him the trouble of cleaning up after himself.
He let out a breath.
But it can be cleaned up without much effort.
It's not appropriate now, it's better to do it later.
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After handling Mr. Jiang's funeral, Jiang Mian returned to Huaicheng and moved into a new home to live with Qiao Yu.
But he is an unemployed vagrant now. He goes to take care of his grandma every day, mopping the floor and cooking.
Aunt Sun felt a little embarrassed because he had taken over most of her work.
When Qiao Yu came home late and ate the delicious meal made by Jiang Mian, he even felt dazed, as if everything that happened in Beijing was just a dream.
This kind of happiness is too fleeting, like a cloud of fog, and it seems like it could disappear at any time.
Qiao Yu kept trying to catch it. He wanted to catch it so badly, but it was in vain every time.
Even when he was sleeping with Jiang Mian, he would always wake up from time to time, repeatedly checking the people around him to make sure whether he was still dreaming.
He was very uneasy and raised questions.
Jiang Mian just said to wait a little longer, but he didn't know what he was waiting for.
Until one day in early spring, Jiang Mian planned to go to Beijing, not alone, but with Qiao Yu.
"Me?" Qiao Yu was a little surprised, "Do I have to go too?"
He was quite frightened and didn't understand why Jiang Mian brought him along.
But he was very disgusted with the place called Jing City, as if everyone here, including non-human things, were trying to snatch Jiang Mian from him.
There were his most embarrassing experiences and saddest memories. Every time he set foot in Beijing, he always felt that this city did not welcome him.
To be honest, Qiao Yu didn't want to go, but Jiang Mian held his hand: "It's okay, I'm here."
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After arriving in Beijing, Jiang Mian arranged Qiao Yu to stay in the most central area of Beijing. Jiang Mian could not accompany him during working hours, and he had nothing to do. He just went out for a walk every day, as if he was traveling. Slowly, his mood changed.
He tried to get in touch with this city where Jiang Mian had lived for more than two years, and felt the helplessness that Jiang Mian felt when he just returned to China among the hustle and bustle of strangers.
I used to always blame Jiang Mian and pour all my dissatisfaction on him. Now when I think about it carefully, no one is living a comfortable life.
As for the future, whether Jiang Mian wants to stay in Jing City, return to Huai City, or develop somewhere else, Qiao Yu actually doesn’t care that much.
As long as this person is a good person and doesn't go astray to do anything illegal, his life will be just muddled.
They were separated for five years, but how many five years can one have in a lifetime?
Qiao Yu was sitting by the Shichahai Lake watching the old men and women ballroom dancing. Jiang Mian came to find him after work.
Old popsicles were everywhere here. He ate half of it and waited for Jiang Mian to come over so he could stuff the rest into his hands.
Jiang Mian finished his meal in a few bites and threw the stick into the trash can beside him: "Come with me tomorrow morning."
Qiao Yu, who was daydreaming, came back to his senses: "Ah?"
Jiang Mian smiled and said, "I'll take you to see someone."
Qiao Yu originally thought that the person Jiang Mian was taking her to meet was a friend, or an elder who had helped Jiang Mian in the past two years, which was similar to "meeting the parents".
After all, apart from Luo Hao and Qin Yulu, he had not yet come into contact with Jiang Mian's circle of friends in Beijing.
However, the meeting place was neither in a restaurant nor in a cafe. Jiang Mian didn't even choose a casual place. He wrapped Qiao Yu in a custom-made suit and took him directly to the company building.
The Jiang family has a wide range of businesses and owns many companies in Beijing, but after getting out of the car, Qiao Yu stopped outside the door and looked up at the towering gate.
He didn't know whether Jiang Mian intended it or not, this was the place where he met Jiang Jinnian after he chased her to Beijing five years ago.
After entering the door, a secretary came down to greet him. He first called out "Mr. Jiang", then saw Qiao Yu and also called out "Mr. Qiao".
Qiao Yu got goose bumps all over his arms after being shouted at.
"Mr. Jiang is already waiting for you in the office, please."
Someone opened the door for them, and the moment they stepped into the hall, several eyes fell on Qiao Yu.
There was surprise and envy.
But no matter what, it's fear.
Whenever Qiao Yu looked at them, they would dodge and avoid him.
Five years ago he would have been driven away for even lingering nearby, but five years later he was welcomed in with great respect.
The elevator went up, and the numbers jumped up one level at a time.
When they reached the top floor, the elevator door opened. Qiao Yu looked outside, pursed his lips, and followed Jiang Mian out.
He could sense the unusual solemn atmosphere and realized that something out of control might happen soon, so when he pushed open the door of the conference room and saw Jiang Jinhua, Qiao Yu was not surprised.
But in comparison, Jiang Jinhua was quite surprised.
The old fox, who was immersed in the business world, only had a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly figured out the trick, quickly restrained his emotions, and put on the mask of kindness that had remained the same for decades.
“You’re here.”
Jiang Mian also laughed: "Third Uncle."
He did not walk over immediately and kept a distance of two meters between him and Jiang Jinhua.
Jiang Jinhua glanced at Qiao Yu behind Jiang Mian, raised his eyebrows slightly, raised his hand to send away the extra people in the room, and after closing the door, only the three of them were left.
"It seems that this cooperation is not simple."
"It's never easy to work with Third Uncle." Jiang Mian leaned to one side, raised his head slightly and looked around the room, then walked to the table and leaned lazily, "I wonder if Third Uncle still remembers this place."
Qiao Yu looked at Jiang Mian and vaguely understood what he meant.
From a young boy who used to walk the chicken and play with the dog in a small town tube building, to now being able to openly challenge the Jiang family in this land where every inch of land is valuable, it seems glamorous, and has the feeling of a revengeful story, but only he knows the bitterness behind it.
His Adam's apple moved slightly, and heavy emotions were surging in his heart like magma.
He brought him here just to vent his anger.
"Of course I remember," Jiang Jinhua took off his glasses slowly and nodded slightly, "I was not thoughtful enough and offended Mr. Qiao. I hope you can forgive me."
Qiao Yu's eyelashes trembled.
He had not forgotten how the other party had spoken harshly to him and even confronted him with knives. But now that things had come to this, he and Jiang Mian were both standing here, and they did not want to pursue the matter any further.
But he did not express forgiveness generously. He did not need the apology because everyone knew that it was not sincere.
"That's it?" Jiang Mian didn't know when he had a delicate butterfly knife in his hand. The blade made a slight "squeak" sound when it popped out. He lowered his eyes and played with it carefully, "Uncle San is too insincere."
Old Master Jiang passed away not long ago, and Jiang Mian is still the legitimate successor after all. Although he is willing to give up half of the Jiang family and split it equally with Jiang Jinhua, such a huge industry cannot be transferred to his name in a day or two.
Jiang Jinhua could only gain a firm foothold if Jiang Mian cooperated sufficiently. They were both in the same boat, so there was no need to get so worked up over such a trivial matter.
Besides, Jiang Mian is a guy who would disown his parents when he gets mad. He even dares to point a gun at his own head. What can't he do?
A real man can bend and stretch. If he bows his head appropriately, he will kill Jiang Mian sooner or later.
"What do you want?" Jiang Jinhua negotiated, "Do you want to stab me to death?"
"Third Uncle must have forgotten." Jiang Mian stood up straight, the butterfly knife shuttled between his fingers and rubbed it quickly, "I don't mind showing you."
The blade was pointed directly at the eyeball, and the movement was slow, so gentle that it could be described as gentle.
Jiang Jinhua's eyes gradually showed fear, and he took a half step back: "Don't mess around, I'm calling for help."
"Useless Third Uncle," Jiang Mian patted his shoulder, "The next five floors are all my people."
Jiang Jinhua's expression changed then.
"Back then, I was just following someone's orders. I have no grudge against him, so why should I—"
The tip of the knife poked the eyelid, and with a slight flick, blood flowed into the eye.
Qiao Yu held Jiang Mian's arm and said, "That's enough."
On the way back, Qiao Yu remained silent.
"Are you scared?" Jiang Mian glanced at the people around him while driving. He was in a good mood and smiled as he spoke. "I was going to give you the knife, but I felt that you couldn't do it."
Jiang Mian could not even recover one ten-thousandth of the injustice that Qiao Yu had suffered in the past.
But he still looked for it. Jiang Mian was willing to look for it for him bit by bit, thousands of times.
But Qiao Yu couldn't sympathize with him at all.
"Ah Mian, stop doing this."
"What?"
"The situation with Jiang Jinhua was too tense."
Jiang Mian responded with a "yes", but Qiao Yu didn't know how much he took it to heart.
Turning my head to look out the window, the bustling traffic is like a rushing river, as if it will never stop.
But can such tiny humans as them really completely extricate themselves from the torrent?
When Jiang Mian gave up everything and returned to Huaicheng, completely without anyone to rely on, could Jiang Jinhua really be so generous as to let him go?
The Jiang family's piece of cake is there and will not disappear. If you don't eat it, someone else will.
When the enemies are well fed and become strong enough, can they still live in peace and leisure in a corner?
Qiao Yu didn’t know whether Jiang Mian’s choice was right or wrong, but no matter whether it was right or wrong, it was all because of herself.
Five, ten, or twenty years after the butterflies flap their wings, when everything has changed and people have changed, what will they face? Will Jiang Mian regret his decision today?
Regret giving up on wealth that is no longer attainable?
Do you regret leaving behind a life at the top of the pyramid?
Do you regret returning to a small, shabby place like Huaicheng?
Regret... choosing myself.
When that time comes, it will be the most embarrassing and awkward moment.
He didn't want to be the one who ruined both of them.
"A Mian," Qiao Yu hesitated and asked when the traffic light at an intersection turned red, "Do you want to stay in Beijing?"
"I don't want to," but Jiang Mian said without hesitation, "Ayu, wherever you are, I will be there."
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