The famous family is shocked, the president is too dangerous

Chapter 124 Love, Compensation The weather in Singapore is very pleasant, and the dinner of the general meeting of shareholders is held in Shangri-La. The environment here is beautiful and the greenery is in place, which is naturally refreshing.

Jiang Kaiqing talked with a group of reporters only for a few minutes, and then he was escorted away by his assistants and bodyguards.

The gait of a healthy old man will not falter as he grows older, on the contrary, it can be said that he walks like flying.

The dinner party was almost done at this time, and all the matters that should be explained have been implemented, and Jiang Kaiqing's work and rest time is very orderly. Although his two grandsons are by his side tonight, he is in a good mood, but he is not happy. will delay the break.

"Mr. Jiang, Master Zhe said that someone else is in the parking lot." The assistant beside him reminded him in a low voice, and the old man with a calm face only paused for a moment when he heard the words, and fell silent. Nodding, he continued to walk into the elevator.

The assistant has been with him for many years, and he has a certain grasp of Jiang Kaiqing's temper. Seeing that he didn't say much, he followed into the elevator and directly pressed the floor number of the parking lot on the first floor.

When the double doors of the elevator slowly opened, Jiang Kaiqing saw the young man waiting beside the black car at a glance. His vicissitudes of eyes seemed to be affected by the handsome and familiar facial features of the man not far away. , there is a slight fluctuation.

"Grandpa." Jiang Lizhe didn't hesitate when he saw the person coming, and greeted him respectfully and quickly.

For so many years, the evaluation of the outside world has always been that Jiang Lizhe is Jiang Kaiqing's most beloved descendant of the Jiang family, not even one of them.

And in Jiang Kaiqing's heart, it is indeed the case, but he also understands that in the heart of this little grandson, he is not the elder he cherishes the most.

Therefore, every time the grandfather and grandson met, Jiang Lizhe's attitude towards him was always lukewarm, not without respect, but too much respect, that kind of respect mixed with a kind of alienation that could not be overcome.

However, in Jiang Kaiqing's heart, he will not blame him, on the contrary, he will feel distressed and feel guilty, "Lizhe, grandpa knows about the Cheng's daughter tonight, and you have some complaints in your heart, but the grandpa of that girl understands However, she is quite a nice girl, you are still young, you can try to get along with each other."

There is a smile on the corner of Jiang Kaiqing's mouth, which is a kindness rarely seen by outsiders, and the tone of his mouth is also gentle. He has never been stingy with giving this kindness to the little grandson in front of him.

Jiang Lizhe wasn't surprised by such a straightforward opening. He couldn't see anything from the expression on his handsome face. Hearing this, he just spoke lightly, without the slightest offense, "Grandpa, I didn't mean to blame you. My son is not filial, please worry about it."

"Knowing that Grandpa is impatient, then hurry up and settle down."

Jiang Lizhe remained calm, the reason why he waited here was just to show his attitude, "Grandpa, I know this matter well, it's getting late, you should go back and rest earlier."

Jiang Kaiqing paused for a while, but he didn't have too much emotional ups and downs, and he spoke after a while, "Lizhe, your mother called me, I believe you know it, and you should know it, your mother and I My heart is the same. No matter how successful you are in your career, you are always a child in our eyes. We hope to have a girl who loves you wholeheartedly, just like us, who will always be by your side and give you meticulous care and love. Nuan, do you understand what grandpa means?"

Jiang Kaiqing's meaning is actually very simple, they will always leave one day as elders, before that, they hope that Jiang Lizhe can start a family, so that they can feel at ease.

The lights in the parking lot were very bright, shining on Jiang Lizhe's flawless face, making his handsomeness more eye-catching, but also showing his hardness and indifference more clearly.

"grandfather."

No matter how much he loves the little grandson in front of him, Jiang Kaiqing has always been the head of the Jiang family, and that majesty is naturally indelible. He waved his hand, interrupted Jiang Lizhe calmly, and spoke again, earnestly, "Lizhe, The Jiang family has continued to this day. The size of the family and the wealth are obvious to all. And everyone who enters the Jiang family, which one is either rich or noble? Don't blame grandpa for speaking straight, grandpa is completely There is no concept of dislike the poor and love the rich. Our Jiang family is not short of money, right? But you should understand that if such a large family business is taken over by a child of ordinary background, have you ever thought that the other party can bear it? The so-called rich family is as deep as the sea is not completely unreasonable. Therefore, no matter whether it is Cheng's daughter today, or you have another place in your heart, their backgrounds must stand the test. Grandpa once When you are young, love is beautiful, but sometimes, in the face of reality, it can also become vulnerable."

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Jiang Lizhe's lounge in the hotel is located on a high floor, and the view from the floor-to-ceiling windows is excellent. At this moment, standing in front of the window, he can enjoy the night and stars in his deep eyes.

With a tall and straight body, slender legs, and a loose posture standing in the sky and the earth, Jiang Lizhe put one hand in the pocket of his trousers, and held half a cigarette on the fingertips of the other hand. He was smoking silently. The smoke In the mist, the man's face has a different kind of bewildering beauty.

But the charming night couldn't bring this man the slightest relaxed atmosphere. Surrounding him was a breath of suffocation, like a depression that would last for a thousand years.

In the blink of an eye, a cigarette soon burned to the end. Jiang Lizhe crushed the cigarette and threw it into the ashtray beside him. He licked his thin lips lightly with the tip of his tongue. Then he took out the phone, and with a light movement of his slender fingertips, He found a string of phone numbers in an instant, frowned, and dialed the phone with a flick of his fingertips.

After waiting for a few seconds, the call was quickly connected. It was a very monotonous waiting sound. After waiting for a long time, the person on the other end did not pick up. The man's brows and eyes were stained with a trace of impatience.

Jiang Lizhe reached out and took another cigarette from the cigarette case. After lighting it, he sucked it into his thin lips and suppressed the restlessness in his heart, and continued to wait patiently for the call to be connected. .

.........

And far away in another city, Fang Xin returned to her apartment, just came out of the shower, wiped her wet black hair with a dry towel in one hand, just entered the bedroom, dressed The phone on the stage vibrated.

It was vibration and music together, so the movement of the mobile phone was particularly obvious at the moment. Normally, Fang Xin would be the first to set the mobile phone to vibrate as soon as she got home. This is a habit.

It's just that today, she was a little absent-minded, but she didn't expect that even the habits of many years were left behind.

Fang Xin threw the dry towel on the chair beside her. Her black hair looked a little messy from wiping it just now, but she didn't care about it. She approached the dressing table, lowered her eyes, and saw the numbers flashing on the screen at a glance. There is no signed number, but Fang Xin can't understand who is calling.

Just staring at the cell phone that kept ringing, Fang Xin didn't seem to have any plans to answer it. In his chaotic head, for some reason, he remembered the report that he would see in the elevator.

My heart was in a mess, I had taken a hot shower, and the temperature on my fingers was also warm, but now, the fingertips were cold and hard, hanging on the sides of my body, motionless.

The phone rang for a while, and it took quite a long time, maybe because Fang Xin didn't answer it all the time, the other end finally hung up.

The gas in her chest did not slow down in the slightest, but felt more and more uncomfortable. Fang Xin bit her lip hard, and as the light on the phone screen went out, the faint light in her pupils, It also disappeared.

Not knowing the reason, Fang Xin waited for a while, and when she saw that the phone didn't ring again, she reached out and picked it up a little stiffly.

The phone was cold, her palms trembled, and a blurred image of herself was reflected on the black screen. She saw a lonely self, and her whole body was full of sadness.

Her fingertips gradually tightened, as if she wanted to grasp something, but Fang Xin couldn't understand that she really couldn't grasp anything.

Gradually, the eye sockets were a little sour, and the feeling of swelling surged up, and the long eyelashes trembled, and the warm liquid fell down. I really endured and endured, and finally at this moment, only she was left When I was alone, I finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Fang Xin closed his eyes and took a deep breath, trying to force those turbulent emotions back, but at this moment, the palm of his hand shook loudly, accompanied by the sound of music that pierced the tranquility, all without a trace. The omen came to attack her.

Caught off guard, Fang Xin's heart trembled violently, and before she had time to organize her thoughts, she felt that the phone in her palm was about to fall off. She instinctively wanted to save it, but unexpectedly, this rescue turned out to connect the phone.

"Fang Xin?" The surroundings were too quiet, so quiet that the deep male voice on the other end of the phone was too vivid, and when she heard it in her ear, it immediately made her whole heart ache.

Across the radio waves, this man's depressing aura did not slow down in the slightest. His thick voice carried an innate arrogance, controlling his soul.

Fang Xin squeezed the back of the chair with one hand until his knuckles turned white, and then he had the courage to put the phone next to his ear.

"Yeah." But she was cautious even when she spoke, because there were still tears in the corners of her eyes that would not be wiped away in the future.

But Jiang Lizhe is such a shrewd person, a single syllable is enough for him to recognize the clue, and the voice dyed in Nigu Ting is particularly hoarse and sexy, "What's going on? I'm crying."

It is an affirmative sentence.

Fang Xin really hated this man's sensitivity, but fortunately the two of them were not face to face, otherwise she would not know how to justify herself, took a deep breath secretly, and replied stubbornly, "It's nothing," deeply afraid that he would meet again. After asking, he hurriedly changed the subject, his tone still blunt, "Call me, what's the matter?"

"I'm really angry." Jiang Lizhe took a puff of cigarette, turned back and sat on the executive chair, and elegantly breathed out the clouds.

"what?"

The man's voice was still pleasant, and while his eyes were rolling, he said clearly: "I have business to deal with at the moment, so I didn't call you because I was in a hurry. Is it because I am not used to sleeping with you? So sad that I cried, thinking of me so much, huh?"

"What nonsense? Nothing." Fang Xin didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, but he felt a surge of anger and blood, his face was flushed, and he blurted out a rebuttal, urgently and loudly, as if that was the only way to be convincing.

Jiang Lizhe folded his legs leisurely, his voice lowered a bit, with a trace of teasing, and exposed her, "I've hit the mark, so don't be so excited."

"Are you okay? I'm sleepy." The implication is that he can hang up the phone.

"Tell me that you miss me, huh?" A certain man was unwilling to let go, wanting to comfort him shamelessly.

Fang Xin couldn't listen anymore, and he didn't know which muscle was wrong, so he opened his mouth and said, "Is your President Jiang still lacking someone to think about? I'm afraid there are beauties around you, President Jiang, you go well." Enjoy the warm and fragrant nephrite, why are you calling here? Showing off?"

The sour tone was so sour that it could be smelled vividly across oceans and seas.

Fang Xin was forced to get a little angry, her head was hot, and she realized it later when she yelled out. She was so regretful that her intestines were green. What was she talking about?

"So baby is jealous? I'm sorry, it was my fault," Jiang Lizhe reached out to dust off the cigarette ash, he paused, and then curled his mouth, his handsome face that had been firm all night finally loosened, and he smiled slightly Climbing up to his eyebrows, softening the coldness, "Have you read the news?"

Fang Xin couldn't answer the call, pinched the phone, tried harder and harder, but there was no way to hang up the phone.

"Okay, it's all just speculation from the reporter. Didn't I call you now? Stop thinking about it, huh?" Jiang Lizhe lowered his voice, with an obvious smile, as if he could even imagine the phone call at this moment Fang Xin at the other end looks so wronged.

"It's okay, I'll hang up." Because of his words, those icy and snowy places seemed to melt into the warm sun and melt bit by bit. Fang Xin hated himself for not living up to expectations.

Jiang Lizhe was calm and relaxed, not worried at all that she would really hang up the phone, "Honey, I explained it, shouldn't you express it?"

"I don't know what you're talking about. I don't explain what you're talking about. I don't mean that. Well, I'm going to sleep and I'm going to die." Fang Xin didn't know how feminine her tone was, and gritted her teeth. Can't stop the coquettishness.

Jiang Lizhe sighed leisurely, "Cruel-hearted woman, that's okay, keep the account first, and I will double the compensation when I go back."

"What should I do to compensate you?"

The night was getting dark, Jiang Lizhe's voice was dyed with the intoxicating night, and it became more and more evil and deceptive. It hit Fang Xin's heart all of a sudden, bringing a numb feeling, "What are you doing? Oh, love, compensation."