His words were, of course, just polite, because if he hadn't seen her, the security guard wouldn't have let him in at the door.
"The old gentleman is fishing. If Mr. Gong has something to attend to, he may need to wait a little longer," the middle-aged woman said.
Gong Chengjue nodded knowingly.
"Please follow me." The middle-aged woman was very polite to Gong Chengjue, after all, the old gentleman almost never saw guests, let alone a young man.
Behind the white building is a small lake, which connects to the larger lake in front. However, you have to pass through the white building to see this hidden paradise.
Beside the artificial hill, an elderly man dressed in a Tang suit sat on a special fishing chair, gazing intently at the lake.
He was surrounded by bodyguards in black and staff in white.
Gong Chengjue was led to stand aside, and the middle-aged woman did not go forward to disturb the old man's interest.
Everything here seems to be telling everyone that everyone who comes here must abide by the rules.
Time was passing slowly, but Gong Chengjue was not impatient. On the contrary, he waited calmly and patiently.
Until... a fish took the bait.
Then the old man, who had been intently watching the lake, caught a fish and laughed heartily.
At this moment, the middle-aged woman stepped forward and said in a low voice, "Sir, Mr. Gong has arrived."
The old gentleman in the Tang suit then turned to look at Gong Chengjue.
"Xiao Cheng." The old gentleman pushed up his reading glasses; he still looked quite energetic.
Gong Chengjue had heard the old man mention that this gentleman was a few years older than him, and was over ninety years old this year.
"Sir," Gong Chengjue greeted him respectfully, "I apologize for disturbing you."
The old man stood up, and the people around him went to help him. Another person handed him a cane. The old man looked at Gong Chengjue and said, "You seem to have lost a little weight since the last time we met?"
Gong Chengjue nodded, "He has lost a few pounds."
After the old man was helped to level ground, he waved his hand, signaling the others to leave, saying, "No need to help me, I can walk by myself."
As he spoke, he glanced at Gong Chengjue and asked, "Want to walk with me?"
Gong Chengjue stepped forward to help him up, but the old man refused, giving Gong Chengjue a deep look. "Your grandfather told you about this, didn't he?"
Gong Chengjue paused for a moment.
The old man looked at him and said, "You can still back out now. I'll pretend you were never here."
Yes, this is a trump card that the old man left him.
The old man once said that unless it's a desperate situation, you shouldn't use this trump card, because a debt of gratitude can only be repaid once.
The old man also reminded him that he would definitely encounter some tricky things when he became the head of the family, so he must use this trump card with caution.
This old gentleman is no ordinary person; you wouldn't see him if you were an ordinary person.
"Sir, please go first." Gong Chengjue lowered his eyes slightly, as if in response to the old man's decision.
Given Gong Chengjue's status, such an attitude towards elders is extremely rare.
The old man walked slowly, with staff following at a distance so they wouldn't hear their conversation but could provide immediate assistance should anything happen to him.
"Speak," the old man said calmly. "I promised your grandfather I would repay the debt of gratitude your Gong family owed."
"Sir, please use your connections to help me contact my second uncle, Gong Changhong," Gong Chengjue said softly to the old man.
Upon hearing this, the old man continued walking steadily, showing no surprise at the request.
"Xiao Cheng, are you sure you want to waste your favors on such a trivial matter?" the old gentleman said calmly.
"This matter is also closely related to the capital." Gong Chengjue said with a serious expression.
The old man looked into the distance and said, "I have been away from politics for many years and I don't care about these things."
Gong Chengjue remained silent.
Sure enough, the old man then said, "But since you've come to me seeking help, I can grant your request."
He smiled at Gong Chengjue, "But I still have to remind you, using this favor at this time isn't a wise move. In the future..."
“I can’t control what will happen in the future, but I know I need to stop it from happening now.”
Gong Chengjue paused for a moment before continuing, "The matter is rather urgent, sir. Could you please allow me to contact my second uncle now?"
"Young man, don't be so hasty in life," the old man said, still having the composure to comfort Gong Chengjue.
Gong Chengjue: "..." How could he not be anxious?
However, it's really useless to talk to a person in their nineties about being anxious.
The old man has become a Buddhist monk, and nothing can bother him anymore, right?
The old man called the middle-aged woman over and gave her some instructions.
Soon, the middle-aged woman brought over a cell phone. "Sir, the call has been connected."
The old man spoke a few words on the phone in front of Gong Chengjue, then hummed in agreement, "If it weren't serious, do you think an old man like me would bother you busy people like you?"
Then, after hanging up the phone, the old man looked at Gong Chengjue and said, "Wait for your second uncle's call."
The wait was even faster than Gong Chengjue had expected, probably only a minute.
Although he could contact Gong Changhong, it was only Gong Changhong who could contact him, not the outside world that could contact Gong Changhong.
Upon receiving Gong Changhong's call, Gong Chengjue breathed a sigh of relief, which meant that everything was still in time and his second uncle had not suffered any accidents.
"Second Uncle," Gong Chengjue called out.
Then he covered the phone, apologized to the old man, walked away a little distance, and continued the call with Gong Changhong. Gong Chengjue kept the conversation brief.
He recounted the recent events in the capital before turning to Gong Changhong and saying, "Second Uncle, you must be extremely careful. Gong Changming may be colluding with outsiders..."
While on a mission, Gong Changhong couldn't make a long personal phone call, so the call ended in just two minutes.
But those two minutes not only saved Gong Changhong, but also many other people. That's a story for another time.
Only after finishing his phone call did Gong Chengjue feel relieved. He walked back to the old man, bowed, and said, "Thank you, sir."
The old gentleman patted Gong Chengjue on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Young Cheng, you don't need to be so formal with this old man. By the way, I remember you're not married yet, are you?"
Gong Chengjue's heart skipped a beat. Although he wasn't so narcissistic as to think the old gentleman had taken a liking to him, but...
"Not yet, but after I finish my work, we'll be getting engaged in a few days," Gong Chengjue said.
"I see. May I ask which prominent socialite in the capital you are marrying into?"
The old gentleman's intrigued expression made Gong Chengjue quite taken aback.
This old gentleman's identity is quite extraordinary...
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