Chapter 750 Ye Ze
Jiang Tian, who was sitting in the main seat, shook his head in disagreement and said, "You have to know that plans cannot keep up with changes. This heart has been in Fu Zhi's body for long enough. It was you who missed the opportunity several times because of your hesitation and forced her to show her face in front of the public. Now that the country has recognized her identity, the public's love for some of her aliases exceeds their fear that she is an alien..."
"It's easy to say this word, but with so many variables today, public opinion is no longer a weapon that can kill her. If we want to deal with her, we have to find another way!"
Jiang Tian's tone darkened at the end of his speech, and between the lines, he seemed to be blaming Jiang Zong for being too soft-hearted.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Zong still leaned on the wooden chair after hearing this, and said without caring about Jiang Tian's emotions: "You Jiang family members are too cautious and cowardly in your bones."
He crossed his legs, curled his lips, and said in a rather mysterious tone: "It is because of the variables that everything is interesting, isn't it? If you can easily dig out Fu Zhi's heart and take it for yourself, it will lose some of the fun. What's more -"
At this point, Jiang Zong paused, and suddenly looked up at Jiang Tian and said, "The world has changed a long time ago. We young people have our own ways. You urged me to take action against Fu Zhi several times. In the final analysis, you are afraid that Fu Zhi will not be able to dig out her heart before being taken back by the country."
"you--!"
Expanded!
Jiang Zong is really inflated!
How dare you talk back to him!
Jiang Tian was so angry when his thoughts were exposed that he wanted to beat the beast to death.
But thinking of the other party's identity, the current situation is different from the past, he could only snort coldly, flick his sleeves and stand up, "You don't have to ridicule me, I only know that if Fu Zhi doesn't give you the heart, you are a dead man not far from death!"
"Heart surgery is restricted. You've been using my son's heart for eight or nine years and it's about to fail!"
"National Physics Competition, Burmese gambling stones... You have repeatedly refused to take action against Fu Zhi. You know clearly whether you did it on purpose or were reluctant to do so!"
"I risked my son's life to pave the way for you. I didn't wait for you to grow up and fall in love with him! The Sky Island will be opened soon, and several countries will go to fight for the holy water. You must take her heart before that to ensure your strength so that we can trust you to achieve our goal. Let my son... let my son die a worthy death!"
At the end, Jiang Tian clenched his teeth and couldn't help but think of a painful memory. His nose felt sore and tears instantly rose in his eyes.
He stared at the face that looked like his youngest son. His youngest son's faint cry for help seemed to ring in his ears again, "Dad, save me, I don't want to die..." But he eventually died for his ambition on a summer night at the age of fourteen. Only the boy's cold body was left on the blood-stained operating table. The red to black blood established the prosperity of Jiang family in the next few decades.
The past ten years of my life appeared before my eyes one by one.
The oppression of his father, the exploitation of his elder brother, the covetous eyes of the company directors and the hatred of his wife...
For a moment, he lost the energy to waste words with the boy in front of him. He staggered forward and suddenly opened the door.
The morning light poured in through the window onto his face, and the soft and delicate halo of light enveloped him. He clenched his fists, like a suppressed and desperate beast who had lost his treasure.
In those long minutes, he seemed to have gone through another absurd half of his life.
...But they are all poor people.
"Ye Ze."
He heard himself sighing, and turned to look at the boy lying on the chair, as if to persuade him to be soft-hearted, or as if to beg, "You and Fu Zhi were destined to stand on opposite sides from the moment she was born."
"You have to take my son's heart and live well for him."
The man's voice choked, and the young man sitting on the wooden chair looked up. In his sight, his figure was hunched and staggering. Not surprisingly, he seemed to have aged dozens of years in such a short period of time.
But Jiang Tian is only forty years old, which should be the prime of his life, but the years have left too many marks on him. When people reach middle age, they always soften their fatherly hearts and become greedy for having many children and grandchildren.
But Ye Ze knew better than anyone that his youngest son, who was talented and healthy, had long been pushed into an irretrievable situation by his ambition. He killed his own son, and his wife and children were separated from him. How could he have children and grandchildren to enjoy his happiness?
He watched the man leave until the footsteps faded away.
Spring has arrived, and a breeze has stirred up the rockery pond in the old house. Carps jumped out of the water, with crystal water droplets dangling from their tails.
The young man, called Ye Ze by Jiang Tian, was slightly dazed until the fat koi's round body fell into the pond. He then woke up and touched the heart that was no longer alive in his chest.
"The world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit. The world is bustling with people, all for the sake of profit."
"Everyone in the world is like this, Zhizhi, don't blame me."
The young man seemed to have made a great decision. His red-lipped and white-toothed face was no longer playful and gentle, but instead had a cold look. He murmured, "... Jiang Zong's heart won't last long. I don't have much time left either."
——
And the other side.
Also at a stalemate were Lu Chuwan and her agent Feng Jie.
The talent show is coming up, and Sister Feng has repeatedly sought professional people to train Lu Chuwan, but——
As the old saying goes, throwing a meat bun at a dog will never come back.
Although she spent a lot of money, Lu Chuwan didn't learn anything well.
Sister Feng was speechless now. She could only sit in front of Lu Chuwan and remind her, "I see through you. You are too stiff and you are not born to be a dancer. But the talent show that our Mr. Jiang invested in for you selects singing and dancing idols, and allows contestants with no basic skills to continue training."
"Five months from now, when the show officially starts, you will sing Yin's theme song, Glory, during the auditions, using your best piano accompaniment," Sister Feng lit a cigarette and said, "Yin's fans all know that her best instrument is the piano. When the mentors ask for an extra round, you will sing Yin's unreleased song Moon Shadow. Don't say it out loud, so that the fans will guess that you are Yin. When the mentors ask you questions, just mention your cousin Fu Zhi more."
"Now everyone in the country knows that Fu Zhi is the country's beloved daughter. Many variety shows regret that they don't have the ability to invite Fu Zhi. If you mention her more, the mentors will give you some points and give you high scores for her sake."
"However, there are four instructors on site. Two of them have bad tempers and money can't buy them off. But the remaining two are from our company and won't make things difficult for you."
Feng Jie blew out a smoke ring, "Sing well. If you can use the name of Addiction and Fu Zhi's face to attract Fu Zhi's fans in your first variety show, the company will create a persona of the country's goddaughter for you and let you go."
“By then, who would dare to doubt that the cousin of Fu Zhi’s own daughter in this country would be a thief who stole other people’s compositions?”
(End of this chapter)
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