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The text message was sent after eleven o'clock, and it was still just four words.Jiang Minglang was in a complicated mood. He stared at the phone for a while, and finally replied a text message.

"Ah."

One word reflects his current mood.

Just when he was about to put down his phone, the screen that had just been dark came back on again with a vibration.He took the phone over to look, and it turned out to be a text message from Huo Mu.Jiang Minglang glanced at the time on the phone screen in disbelief, it was two o'clock in the morning.This man is simply dying.

He clicked on the text message and saw that the text message Huo Mu sent this time was much longer.After reading a few lines, Jiang Minglang's mind is in a mess, probably worse than a concussion lying on a hospital bed.He turned off his mobile phone and put it on the table, ignoring the text message just now.Jiang Minglang scratched the back of his head irritably, leaned back on the chair, closed his eyes and took a nap.

Jiang Minglang almost stayed up all night, the next day when Qiu Ran opened the door of the office, he saw Jiang Minglang sleeping on the table at a glance.Qiu Ran was almost scared to death by his boss. This workaholic probably stayed overnight at the company because of his blood.He tiptoed to Jiang Minglang, Jiang Minglang was not sleeping peacefully with his face on his side.

After these days of exhaustion, the blood on Jiang Minglang's face faded unconsciously.Qiu Ran sighed, he gently took the air conditioner on the sofa and covered it for Jiang Minglang.Their boss's habit of turning on the air conditioner is like a freezer, and he really can't change it.

Jiang Minglang didn't sleep for long, and opened his eyes.He used his eyes too much yesterday, and the moment he opened his eyes, the bright light made him close them subconsciously.

"It's early." After he slowed down for a while, he opened his eyes and found that Qiu Ran had already started working on the desk diagonally opposite him.

"Of course, if it hadn't been earlier, boss, you would have been frozen to death by the air conditioner I turned on." Qiu Ran stood up with a pink cardboard box in his hand. He walked up to Jiang Minglang and put the box on Jiang Minglang on the table. "Breakfast. Don't do this next time. If you let the people in the administrative department know that you are such a waste of the company's public resources, it doesn't matter whether you are the boss or not."

Jiang Minglang smiled, he pursed his lips and said thank you to Qiu Ran.After washing up, he casually ate a few small cakes in the box.The cake is small in size and soft in the mouth.Jiang Minglang didn't have much appetite at first, but he ate several in a row. Sure enough, Qiu Ran's girlfriend's cooking skills are getting better and better.

The current crisis facing the company has not disappeared because of the passage of time, but has become more and more severe.After breakfast, Jiang Minglang had a small meeting with Qiu Ran and a few of his cronies.Not long after he finished his breakfast in the morning, the news from within Jintian made him calm down a bit and stirred it into a pot of porridge.

During this period of time, Qin Junhao was not as quiet as he appeared on the surface, but secretly pulled him into the trap little by little.After Qin Junhao signed the agreement with him, he soon started to renovate the unfinished buildings that had been abandoned for many years in the suburban area of ​​the same city, which was an hour's drive away.

Qin Junhao wanted to build a retro park in that unfinished building.Although the scale of this project is not as large as his film and television base, but after it is completed, it will definitely take away a lot of his traffic.This time he insisted on going his own way and put the company's finances in a tight spot.If the return rate of the film and television base cannot keep up, he is likely to face a series of problems, large and small.He knew Qin Junhao's ability. In front of Qin Junhao's strength, he was only at the level of a teacher.

Just thinking about it like this gave Jiang Minglang a headache.After formulating the preliminary plan, Jiang Minglang stayed in the company for another whole day, and finally Qiu Ran forced him to leave work, and he returned home dizzy.Jiang Minglang was very exhausted from overwork, and when he got home, he lay down for a full day and night.

The incessant ringing of the doorbell and the occasional barking of dogs outside the door, the sudden noise woke Jiang Minglang up.He got up and opened the door, and a group of people, big and small, were standing outside the house.

His parents and his siblings, who hadn't seen each other for several years, were standing outside.Because of Qin Junhao's matter, he and his father had often quarreled with him on the phone. Seeing him now, Jiang Lingyuan rolled his eyes and pushed him away with a snort, before entering the room first.Jiang Minglang glanced at it, suppressed the anger in his heart, opened the door and entered the room without saying anything.

Juanjuan didn't see Jiang Minglang for a while, when Jiang Minglang turned around, he pounced on his back.Just bumped into Jiang Minglang, who was very upset, and he didn't know which muscle in his brain was wrong, so he let out a growl and told him to sit down obediently.

Jiang Lingyuan usually values ​​scrolls more than his own son. When Jiang Minglang opened his mouth, he immediately reprimanded him: "You have been sleeping at home all day, and you don't take good care of the company when you don't go to work. You put the useless in your belly What's the point of throwing your anger on Juanjuan?"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Minglang didn't want to quarrel with Jiang Lingyuan now, he turned around and raised his hand to pat Juanjuan's forehead lightly.

Jiang Lingyuan couldn't see Jiang Minglang's foolishness, he stood up and pointed at Jiang Minglang, "What kind of attitude do you have, it's your father who is talking to you now!"

"What's my attitude? If you're not willing to let me manage the company." Jiang Minglang paused as he spoke, his eyes swept over the siblings his father brought back from abroad. "Isn't there someone who cares about this?"

"Jiang Minglang, what is your attitude!" The moment Jiang Minglang closed the door, his father shouted at him furiously.

After speaking, Jiang Minglang raised his legs and entered his bedroom, out of sight and out of mind.Fortunately, he thickened the sound insulation layer during the renovation, and now when the door is closed, nothing can be heard.The romantic debts his father owed when he was young are now brought to his eyes.Although he is no longer a child, now that those two people appeared in front of him again, he still has the urge to break off relations with Jiang Lingyuan.

People's hearts are biased, and he didn't get much care from Jiang Lingyuan when he was a child.After the mother of the siblings passed away when he was young, he suddenly changed from an only child to a person who had a sister and a younger brother.

Jiang Minglang lay on the bed and sighed, it wasn't half a year as promised, how could he come back so soon.Although he bought the house himself, Jiang Lingyuan would often come and live there for a while because of the father-son relationship.This time he brought the siblings again, and he just had a conflict with his father again, so the group of old and young will probably live in his house for a while.

He had to find a place to stay for a while.