Rebirth of the rich and powerful

Jiang Yun was a little concerned about what Jiang Xiangyu said, but... get the property rights of that building first!

Jiang Xiangyu's purpose is probably to cause conflicts between him and Mr. Jiang, so that Mr. Jiang can change his mind?

Jiang Yun sneered, he's not stupid, why bother to make more trouble at this time?

In less than an hour, the lawyer came, and once the agreement was signed, Jiang Yun successfully obtained the inheritance left by his grandmother: a commercial building located in the bustling section of Shanghai, and dozens of lease agreements for the building, the annual rent alone There are more than 2000 million.

It's no wonder that Mr. Jiang's face hurts.

Seeing the appearance of the old man, Jiang Yun retreated quickly very wisely, and never stayed longer.

He always felt that Mr. Jiang's decision was more impulsive than rational, and he might regret it when he woke up tomorrow morning.

But who cares, the things are already in hand anyway.

When returning to his room, Jiang Yun saw Jiang Xiangya helping her mother walking again.

Seeing Jiang Yun, the second wife lowered her head sobbing, then suddenly raised her head again: "Xiaoyun, your second brother has absolutely no intention of harming you, so don't blame him."

Jiang Yun glanced at her and continued walking without making a sound.

"Mom, it's useless to beg him," Jiang Xiangya whispered, "When will brother come back?"

The second wife choked up and cried even harder.

When Jiang Xianghai received a call from his mother, his first reaction was to hang up the phone with a bang.

After a while, he called back again. What he said probably meant that he was not planning to come back, so as to avoid lawsuits and asked his mother to send more money.

Jiang Xiangya sneered: "Dare to do it but not to be it!"

"Does anyone say that about your brother?" The second wife turned from grief to anger, "If your brother is like this, we will all suffer!"

Jiang Xiangya lowered her eyes.

"By the way, I haven't asked you yet, what were you doing the day the accident happened?" The second wife looked at her with an unpredictable expression.

Jiang Xiangya's expression froze.

"This time the old man has checked a lot of things, and I'm afraid you won't be able to hide your scandal," said the second wife, "Two men in our family have accidents one after another. You must not be the third!"

Jiang Xiangya shook her head in panic: "What can I do? Nothing!"

"I hope so," the second wife wiped her eyes, "I don't care about you now, you'd better ask for luck."

She saw something was wrong with her daughter early on, but she didn't say anything. She just wanted to send her out and she would be fine. But now it seems that whether her daughter can go abroad is still a problem.

Jiang Yun has already left the old house, and he is going to meet someone.

That person is Shi Jingtong.

This time, the incident didn't make a big deal, and they didn't call the police. They just fired the relevant people, exactly the same as in the previous life.

To Mrs. Jiang, the face of the Jiang family is greater than the sky. The last time Jiang's clothing had an accident, he had already lost face. This time he would not spread it no matter what. Making a promise will deprive Jiang Xianghua of his heir qualifications—it's still the same as in his previous life, except that the one who was kicked out was replaced by another person.

In fact, Jiang Yun originally thought that Mrs. Jiang would soften his heart towards his grandson who had grown up, but unexpectedly, they were all the same.

In this big family, there was no warmth.

Shi Jingtong has never been married, and he lives in a very simple place, just a small pigeon cage, filled with the smell of an old bachelor.

Shi Jingtong was very surprised by Jiang Yun's sudden visit. He looked around in embarrassment, and smiled apologetically: "It's really inconvenient at home. I invite you to go downstairs for a drink of sugar water."

Jiang Yun agreed.

"It's no surprise that Mr. Jiang let me go," Shi Jingtong said easily, "I've followed him for decades, and I already know what kind of person he is."

The wrinkles on his face stretched out even more, the original gloom and obscurity were swept away, and it seemed that he had finally let go of a concern.

Jiang Yun was puzzled: "Why did you deal with me?"

"If it wasn't for me, there would be others," Shi Jingtong said, "In that old house, people would either be harmed or killed, and they couldn't escape."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Yun still didn't understand.

He really didn't have a bad impression of this person, and he never noticed that he had any malice towards him.

Shi Jingtong was silent for a long time: "I still remember the last time I met your father. He was a young man with a simple mind. Unfortunately, he was too simple to live long."

"I hope you live longer than your father." After Shi Jingtong finished speaking, he stood up, and suddenly lowered his body slightly before turning around: "Be careful of the third family."

His voice was low and fast, blowing past like a gust of wind.

Jiang Yun sat in his seat, silent for a while.He originally thought that when the big net was opened, everything would be clear, but he didn't expect that there was a dull grave underneath.

However, he believed that, in the face of absolute strength, all stalks and dogs were nothing but things that could be burned away in a big fire.

This is also what Yan Mo taught him: Conspiracies and tricks are destined to be inferior to Yangmou, because they are inherently shady.

Jiang Yun was open-minded all of a sudden, but it was really hard to guard against thieves for a thousand days, so he decided to take the initiative to clean up the bedbugs in the gutter first, so that he could redecorate the house and take care of Gao Fushuai.

But now, there is more than one thing that is imminent.

His design draft has not been finalized yet!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yun jumped up like his butt was on fire, and ran towards the company with a sigh.

In the past few days, his mind has been attracted by those troublesome things, and he has almost forgotten all the inspirations he has accumulated so easily, which is amazing!

While Jiang Yun strengthened his vigilance for his own safety, he continued to send people to monitor the movements of the other rooms, and then put all his energy into his design.

After more than a month, he almost lived in the company, revising, pattern-making, cutting, and all kinds of discarded manuscript paper and fabrics piled up in the room, and finally the satisfactory results were released.

The pattern maker Lao Guo looked at these finished products, both proud and worried: "Will foreigners like these?"

Jiang Yun is also tired and unfit these days, so thin that his original trousers are two sizes too small. He looks at his work and tries to use an outsider's perspective... No, it really can't be done!

"Whether it's a success or a failure, you'll only know after you've fought!" Jiang Yun comforted himself and others, and then reported the progress on his side.

It didn't take long for the reply to come. On behalf of the company, Yan Mo invited Jiang Yun's team over to prepare for the next big show together.

It is already mid-July, and there is only more than a month left before the opening of Milan Fashion Week. There is still a lot of preparation in the early stage, and it is indeed time to start.

At this time, apart from this separate design team, the company didn't know that they had a team that was going to have a grand show at Milan Fashion Week—in fact, even Mrs. Jiang was kept in the dark.

In the current environment, what Jiang Yun believes in is to say as much as possible, and the more people know about it, the more uncontrollable factors will become.

Besides, he is not short of money now, even if he takes the team to Milan with his own money, he can easily afford it.

Jiang Yun immediately wrote back and agreed, and asked Yan Mo to help him book a room in a nearby hotel, and he would bring a team of ten people there.

He also briefly reported to the old man his itinerary for the next month or so, but he didn't mention Milan Fashion Week, only saying that he was preparing for the joint model.

The old man didn't say much, just nodded, and didn't ask him if he had enough money.

Jiang Yun suddenly realized clearly that the old man's thoughts had changed again.

He made up his mind instantly.

Three days later, the entire small team was still tight-lipped and only said they were on a business trip.

"Business trip for a month? I saw that the little boss took the opportunity to go out and play, right?" Someone guessed right away.

"I have brought so many people with me, just forming cliques in private. If this is a domestic tour, the whole company can go. Now it is cheaper for just a few people." There are also people who are jealous.

Others were also a little panicked: "The little boss just ran away for more than a month, so what should we do? Is the network going to do it, and what should we do?"

Jiang Yun originally arranged for a prudent and honest manager to take charge of the affairs, and he has explained everything that should be explained. Unfortunately, Jiang Yun just left, and the old lady Jiang arranged for his third son, saying that there cannot be no leader in the company. The son is in charge.

"The general manager is in big trouble now!" The subordinates were discussing, "When he comes back, I'm afraid he won't return to that position."

"However, he is young. Didn't you say that he was only allowed to work for one year? It doesn't matter if it is longer or shorter." Some people don't care.

"It's enough to earn enough money to travel abroad with public funds. It is said to only go to Italy. I think it must have traveled all over Europe. I don't know how much it will cost!" Some people were also very bitter.

"He has money, can you control it!" This is a little girl who controls her face.

Seeing that the control of the company, which was finally won with great difficulty, will fall into the hands of Jiang Yun's third uncle, Jiang Linzhou, just like in his previous life.

After answering a flustered phone call, Jiang Yun calmly said a few words of comfort, then hung up the phone.

"What, you just got out of the company and have something to do?" Yan Mo deliberately drove the car to pick up Jiang Yun, and vaguely heard the bluffing on the other end of the phone, and asked.

Jiang Yun had already made mental preparations, and this time his posture was much better than the previous two times. He straightened up and smiled subtly: "It's okay, it's all trivial."

Because there were a lot of people coming, Yan Mo arranged for three cars to pick them up, and everyone else took the company's business car, only Jiang Yun sat alone in Yan Mo's private car.

Jiang Yun only hesitated for a second, feeling that he couldn't be cowardly in front of Yan Mo and his subordinates, so he sat in with his chest upright.

As soon as he came in, he regretted it.

Yan Mo's car is as low-key as his people, it is a very ordinary-looking black car, the space is quite spacious, but the atmosphere that belongs to Yan Mo blows over his face.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath and was fainted by the most familiar smell.

He looked around in a panic, and saw the two commercial vehicles carrying his subordinates driving farther and farther...

"What's going on? Why don't they follow us in the same direction!" He panicked all of a sudden.

"You live in my house, the environment is better there." Yan Mo said.

"No, no need!" Jiang Yun hurriedly refused, "I live with the people I brought, and it is convenient for work."

"I haven't booked your room, and the hotel doesn't have enough rooms." The last sentence stopped him.

Jiang Yun froze all of a sudden, he didn't feel safe enough, and he especially didn't like to share a room with other people. Over the years, there was only one exception.

He sat in the passenger seat, stared at the front dashboard for a while, and said in a low voice, "You can also stay in other hotels."

"Don't worry, my family is big. By the way, Alessandro lives next door to me, and he is looking forward to seeing you." Yan Mo rubbed his head.

Jiang Yun completely gave up resistance.

He really, really has no resistance to Yan Mo.

Realizing this, it sucks.