Rebirth cut off from relatives, the whole family regrets it

The doctor said that the wound on his hand was not serious.

"Dad, do you really not need to bandage your hand?"

In a lounge on the second floor, Rong Wenyao's personal doctor took a look at the injury on his hand and initially determined that it was a bone fracture and gave him painkillers.

Rong Sanhui was still a little worried, fearing that he would delay treatment and cause his injury to worsen.

But Rong Wenyao was thinking that the dinner downstairs was still going on.

The people attending the banquet today were all well-known figures in the capital. If he had a bandage on his hand, wouldn't it be a joke?

After all, everyone knew that he was the one who started the matter.

"No, it's just a minor injury. I don't know how many times I've been injured more seriously than this, but I'm fine."

Rong Wenyao said lightly with a cigar in his mouth.

Rong Sanhui thought, how old were you then, how old are you now.

But he dared not say this, so he vented his anger on Jiang Yi who was going against the trend.

"That stinky boy named Jiang Yi is really too ignorant of the world. Not only did he humiliate you in public, he also dared to hurt you. Dad, don't worry, I will never let him go!"

Rong Wenyao looked at Rong Sanhui, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

"What do you want to do? I warn you, don't be smart!"

Rong Sanhui was stunned by the roar.

"Dad, what do you mean? Don't you plan to investigate today's incident and let that kid go?"

Rong Wenyao was silent for a moment, then said: "It's not that I want to let him go, but I can't act rashly. You know my strength. That kid can break my bones without changing his expression, which means that he is not an ordinary young man..."

"Not to mention that the old men of Zhou, Han, and Qin still think so highly of him."

"There must be something wrong when things are abnormal. You are thirty years old, don't you understand such a simple truth?"

Rong Sanhui is most afraid that Rong Wenyao will talk to him in such a tone of regret, making him seem like a fool.

"Then... Dad, what do you think should be done next?" He asked cautiously.

Rong Wenyao thought about it, then sighed.

"It seems... I still have to ask the master."

As he said that, he picked up the mobile phone on the table and called Xuanyu.

"What's the matter?" Xuan Yu's tone was cold, without a trace of respect.

But Rong Wenyao didn't care at all, instead he asked cautiously: "Master, something happened at the dinner, I want to ask, what is the origin of the biological son of the Chen family?"

"Jiang Yi? What happened to him?"

Rong Wenyao told Xuanyu everything that happened before.

Xuanyu said impatiently: "Stupid, you don't even know where he came from, you go to provoke him, aren't you afraid of death?"

Rong Wenyao's face sank when he heard it, but he still said respectfully: "Sorry, Master, I know I was wrong."

"Okay, don't provoke that kid again, just concentrate on completing the tasks I told you."

"Yes, Master."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Wenyao was so angry that he slammed the phone on the coffee table.

Rong Sanhui also heard what his father had just been scolded for, and said indignantly: "Dad, our Rong family has climbed to such a high level now, and you have no health problems, why do you still obey Xuan Yu so much?"

"Shut up!" Rong Wenyao scolded, "No matter where you are in the future, as long as I know that you have any disrespect to Master Xuan Yu, don't blame me as a father for not recognizing you as your son!"

He was really worried that this stupid son would offend Xuan Yu one day and die without knowing how.

Seeing him angry, Rong Sanhui immediately lowered his head and dared not speak again.

"Do you understand?" Rong Wenyao asked again.

"I understand... I understand."

Rong Wenyao threw away the cigar in his hand, got up and left.

Rong Sanhui hurriedly followed.

Rong Wenyao returned to the first floor and saw that there were more people surrounding Jiang Yi than before, and they were all smiling, so he found an acquaintance to ask questions.

"What are those people doing around Jiang Yi?" he asked.

"Mr. Rong, they seem to be gathering together to study antiques."

The man being questioned was the son of a partner of Rong Wenyao. He was still young and knew the importance of Rong Wenyao to his business, so his attitude was very humble.

"Antiques?"

"Yes, those people have been talking about antiques with Jiang Yi. I went over and listened to them before.

His arguments were well-reasoned and well-founded, so those around him recognized him very much. "

Rong Wenyao nodded, and then let the young man go.

As far as he knew, the old men surnamed Zhou really liked to collect antiques.

So...they respected Jiang Yi so much, and even worshipped him as their master, because they wanted to play with antiques with him?

But didn't Jiang Yi grow up in a remote and backward mountainous area?

How could a child who grew up in such an environment know so much about antiques, which are extremely difficult to get into?

Thinking of this, he became more curious about Jiang Yi and prepared to observe him carefully.

Soon, the highlight of the dinner, the charity auction, began.

One by one, the donated antiques were put on the auction table.

Rong Wenyao auctioned a few things casually, and did not forget to give Chen Xingwen a piece worth tens of millions.

After that, he concentrated on observing Jiang Yi and found that this boy really had a deep understanding of the antique business.

The group of old guys headed by old man Zhou would ask his opinion before bidding on anything.

Among them are many collectors in the circle.

And these people believed his words without a doubt, calling him "Little Teacher Jiang".

Only then did he believe that Jiang Yi really had a deep attainment in the antique industry.

He felt that Jiang Yi was definitely not a simple person.

He immediately sent a message to his most trusted assistant, asking him to re-investigate Jiang Yi.

Chen Xingwen was so angry that his teeth itched when he saw a group of legendary big men calling Jiang Yi "Little Teacher Jiang".

Originally, with Rong Wenyao's support, he should have been the absolute focus of this dinner, but now Jiang Yi has robbed all the attention.

Damn it!

When did this bastard Jiang Yi learn to identify antiques?

No!

He didn't believe it!

How could a country bumpkin from the countryside have such a skill?

Thinking of this, he was extremely sure that Jiang Yi must be talking nonsense to attract other people's attention.

"Dad, have you taught Jiang Yi to identify antiques before? "

He asked Chen Taihe beside him softly.

Chen Taihe glanced at Jiang Yi and sneered: "How is it possible? I guess that evil creature just read some antique explanations somewhere, so he is showing off there."

When Chen Xingwen heard this, he immediately felt that he had found the truth of the matter, and then put on a worried look.

"That brother is too bold, the people here are all well-known figures. If they find out that what he said is not true, those people will not let him go so easily. Will it implicate you, Dad?"