Chapter 155 They cannot achieve a complete united front.
In the middle of the night, after Ji Tanyuan fell into a deep sleep
Zhong Yan got up and went next door to make a phone call.
It was a call from home.
He wasn't worried about disturbing his father at this time, because Zhong Fangqi never slept.
Sure enough, when the call was made to his father's personal cell phone, it was answered instantly.
A deep voice came from the other end: "How long do you plan to stay at Hujiang?"
Zhong Yan reached for a cigarette, about to light it, but then remembered he needed to sleep later, so he gave up. He squeezed the cigarette and said, "I told you, I'll be focusing on the southern market for the next two years."
Zhong Fangqi: "You know in your heart whether you're focused on your career or women, Ayan. If you insist on going your own way, I won't be polite to you."
"If you keep going against your family like this, you might as well just be a freeloader."
Zhong Yan crushed the cigarette stick, releasing a strong tobacco aroma. He asked in a low voice, "What are you trying to say?"
Someone said something over there.
Zhong Yan laughed, "You think so highly of me? You want me to bring down the Shen family? You're just asking me to die in Shanghai."
He looked out the window at the night view, with an unobstructed view of the Bund, where the sky and sea merged into one dark expanse.
Zhong Fangqi's calm voice came through: "Don't affect the city's economy, don't make a big fuss, start with the Shen family's businesses."
Zhong Yan: "Difficult."
"Isn't there still the Ji family?"
Zhong Yan chuckled: "I'm already divorced, why are you still scheming against me?"
Zhong Fangqi took a sip of tea. "Just as you said, now that you're divorced and Tan Yuan is no longer a member of the Zhong family, I have nothing to worry about anymore."
Zhong Yan remained silent.
Zhong Fangqi softened his tone and said, "Will you do it or should I? Ayan, I might not be as discerning as you are."
Zhong Fangqi tapped the table, patiently waiting for a reply.
Soon after, he received a satisfactory answer.
Hang up the phone.
He made another phone call to explain that, ultimately, Zhong Fangqi no longer trusts his son.
He was aware that Zhong Yan was transferring assets and that overseas industries were becoming increasingly important.
Zhong Yan had plans to break away from the Zhong family, but how could it be so easy? Power and profit are mutually reinforcing.
Interests that are already tied together cannot be separated.
Zhong Fangqi sometimes marvels at his youngest son's formidable abilities; he is rebellious but also incredibly capable. He often wonders what Zhong Yan would be like if he entered politics.
But I can't think of anything, I really can't think of anything.
He stood up to wash up.
Zhong Fangqi went into the bedroom. The quilt was still neatly made, but cold and without any warmth.
He was stunned for a long time before he realized that Zhou Yanyu had been sleeping in a separate bed from him for quite some time.
He turned and went to Zhou Yanyu's bedroom, where there was only a faint light, indicating that she wasn't planning to wait for him.
Zhong Fangqi lay down immediately, and Zhou Yanyu felt the other side collapse.
"Go back to sleep tomorrow. What kind of behavior is it to sleep in a separate bed?"
"I feel comfortable this way," Zhou Yanyu said calmly.
"Yanyu, what's wrong with you? Did Ji Tanyuan give you the disease before she left?"
Zhou Yanyu remained silent, and just when Zhong Fangqi thought he would never hear her speak again, she said something:
"No, I'm just a little tired."
How could she turn on someone so easily like Ji Tanyuan? The youthful passion is long gone; all she has left is years of scheming in the power arena.
She and Zhong Fangqi's father had been bound together for over thirty years; their fates were intertwined, one prospering and the other suffering. Even if she didn't want all this wealth and status, it would be difficult for her to escape unscathed.
And she didn't want to quit, she was just a little tired.
If it weren't for all these recent changes, she could still manage everything as she had for the past few decades. But the grievances of the past came to her when she saw Ji Tanyuan's actions, Ji Tanyuan's parents' responses, and Zhong Yan's actions.
She then realized that her existence was a joke.
When she was young, she also felt wronged. She was a top student, one of the best talents in the country. At that time, women were liberated and banners proclaiming that women could hold up half the sky were posted everywhere. She also had her own confidence.
However, when she married into the Zhong family and faced the rules, it was like being pulled from an ideal world into reality, but her parents said that this was normal.
Later, she herself became abnormal.
When Zhong Fangqi reached out to pat her, he still saw her lying on her side with her back to him, and his hand suddenly couldn't go down.
He sighed, "I'll tell Xiao Wang to reduce the workload. You should be more careful. You can ask Yi'an to come back and keep you company."
Zhou Yanyu nodded and said, "Don't bother the boss and the others. A-Jing's family has been tormented enough by us. Let's not cause any more trouble now."
Zhong Fangqi was particularly unhappy to hear Zhou Yanyu say such things. What did he mean by torture? The Zhong family had given Zhong Jing the best education and resources, making his political career smooth sailing. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that he had risen to prominence without any problems. What kind of torture was that?
In the past, he would have definitely confronted her and given her a good talking-to, but now he suddenly didn't dare. He could only hold back and hope that Zhou Yanyu's menopause would heal quickly. If her unpredictable emotions got any worse, he would be forced to lose his balance.
What troubled him the most was Zhong Yan. Despite being a businessman, Zhong Yan's influence and the scale of his funds made many people wary. To make matters worse, he himself was unreliable and went to Shanghai.
Zhong Fangqi rubbed his forehead and said in a deep voice, "If Ayan calls you, persuade him that things are impossible between him and Ji Tanyuan, and tell him to give up as soon as possible."
"Okay, okay, can you stop talking now? If you keep arguing, you'll end up sleeping in the next room."
Zhong Fangqi choked, turning to look at the back of his wife's head, "Can't you sleep with me in front of you? Why don't you turn over? You used to hate lying on your side the most."
Zhou Yanyu was extremely annoyed. She sat up, turned around, and glared at Zhong Fangqi, who was startled.
She took a few deep breaths to suppress her anger, then got out of bed: "I'll sleep in the next room."
Zhong Fangqi: "I'm not going to say anything more. I'm going to lie down and sleep. We've been sleeping together for thirty years. Why are we suddenly breaking up?"
Zhou Yanyu lay down, turning to her side with her back to him: "Shut up."
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Zhong Yan hung up the phone, turned around and went back to the bedroom. Ji Tanyuan was sleeping soundly, her long hair spread all over the pillow, and the quilt covered her whole body, not even her head was showing.
He walked over and had just lay down when the person next to him, as if equipped with radar, rolled into his arms and casually slipped their hand inside their pajamas.
Zhong Yan was already used to it.
Sometimes he felt pressured because of Ji Tanyuan's habit, fearing that Ji Tanyuan would not like him if he didn't have a good figure, so he never missed a workout, no matter where he was.
Zhong Yan nuzzled Ji Tanyuan's long hair with his chin, thinking about those phone calls, and began to get a headache.
But with a beautiful woman in his arms, the worries were offset, leaving only insomnia.
He looked down at Ji Tanyuan's sleeping face in the dim light. She had just finished working for several hours and was obviously so tired that she had fallen into a deep sleep. Her skin was fair and rosy. Zhong Yan kissed her a few times as he looked at her.
"Our journey is a bit complicated."
Ji Tanyuan also had her own considerations.
They cannot achieve a complete united front.
He lowered his head, lifted her chin, and kissed her gently: "What should we do?"
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