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Ye Tingyi nodded, and hurriedly echoed: "Now that the society is open, men can also marry, but most of them are the product of commercial marriages, otherwise who would give up the family line in a good way. Why did you Zhao Lilun find the youngest son of Xinfei Technology? Because Xinfei is the best company listed on the NEEQ in S City in the past three years, how many contacts and funds it has gathered. Xinfei is also thinking about your company's market and the patented technology, which is not easy to say. "

After hearing this, Mu Tong laughed: "That's right, but men and women don't have to give up the family lineage, as long as the surrogacy is fine."

Ye Tingyi glanced at Duan Yanzhe, and said with confidence: "If he really likes someone, regardless of gender, if he has the same personality as Liao Xue, I will not stop him. The problem is that such a man is not easy to find. , so what his father said makes sense."

As everyone said, their eyes involuntarily drifted towards Duan Yanzhe.

Duan Yanzhe was in the center of the topic, but didn't answer the conversation, and concentrated on teasing Niu Niu. Seeing that he looked like he had nothing to do with himself, Duan Yue suppressed his anger, and said to Duan Xingyue: "You take Wang Has Lu introduced you to Fengjun's legal department?"

Duan Xingyue is very good at talking: "Well, I will report for duty next Monday. I'm just holding a thread. It's still about the relationship with the second child."

Duan Yue cast a dissatisfied glance at Duan Yanzhe, and his anger still persisted: "It's because of his relationship, it's because of my face and your mother's! Besides, Wang Lu graduated from the TOP2 method because of his own ability .”

When he said this, he was lying in his heart. Fengjun's legal department has become saturated, and he does not tend to want undergraduate girls, no matter how good the brand is.

"Yes yes yes." Duan Xingyue hurriedly followed suit.

Duan Yue pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said to Duan Yanzhe bluntly: "Then what, the old Qian from Fengjun's legal department likes to play golf, didn't you apply for a card? Give it to your brother, let your brother accompany you, You don’t need to come forward and drop the chain there.”

Duan Yanzhe groaned inwardly, he said in a roundabout way: "I didn't take it with me, I have to look through it, the weather is bad recently, so I didn't go."

Duan Yue was immediately targeted by him: "Go up and look for it now! You can't count on doing anything!"

Duan Yanzhe had no choice but to pretend to get up and went up the stairs.

Duan Yue looked at his back, and said angrily: "Things that are not enough to succeed, but more than fail!"

Niuniu was startled, and shrank behind Mu Tong, Duan Xingyue hurriedly said: "Dad, don't be angry, the second child is still very powerful, it's only been a while since he came back, and the case is getting started very quickly. Only he can do it, no one else can do it at all.”

"What can you do?! There are more people who can handle cases, and the source of the case is the key. I'm just curious. He has stayed in the United States for a few years, and he hasn't made any progress at all. He doesn't understand the importance of interpersonal communication. What kind of person is he?" Meaning, you think that by sitting there and waiting, the real money-making cases will fall from the sky? If I quit in the future, can he and you survive?"

Mu Tong laughed and said: "Dad, Yanzhe has always been like this. He separates public affairs from private affairs. He is playful and capable. At worst, Xingyue is in charge of public relations. He is in charge of affairs and has a clear division of labor. I think it is very good."

Duan Yue fell silent, picked up the newspaper again, and secretly sulked.

Duan Yanzhe smoked a cigarette in the room, intending to go down to mess things up, but Duan Xingyue was already standing at the door of the room, leaning against the door with folded arms: "Why, lost it or borrowed it?"

Duan Yanzhe said truthfully, "I lent it to Lao Zheng."

Duan Xing felt more strange: "What name?"

Duan Yanzhe didn't want to say: "Don't ask."

He stood up and rummaged in the drawer for a while, Duan Xingyue looked at his back: "No need to look for it, take the old money to ride my horse, anyway Wendy doesn't recognize her."

"..."

His eyes fell on Duan Yanzhe's shirt thrown on the carpet, and he wanted to smile: "Who threw it all over you, woman?"

Duan Yanzhe turned his head and glanced, expressionless: "To be clear, I don't have a woman."

Duan Xingyue finally laughed out loud, and deliberately said: "Then how do I know? It's okay, don't let parents know, don't let Feng Jun know, don't even let me know. Temporary or permanent is fine, otherwise It’s thanks to the reputation that has been lost for nothing, isn’t it?”

Duan Yanzhe stood up straight: "Fame doesn't matter, in fact, I just know what it is, don't like it. But if I like it, I must give it a name."

Duan Xingyue snorted: "Fortunately, you are also a person who has been in the Anglo-American legal system. It doesn't matter what your reputation is. It is the most important thing. The jury will determine a person's criminal facts by looking at his reputation. If the reputation is gone, you Is the title still very valuable? It sounds nice, I think you don't like anyone except yourself. "

Duan Yanzhe picked up the clothes on the ground, rolled them into a ball, raised his hand and threw them into the rattan laundry basket, and smiled: "It's true that I don't like anyone, but you're wrong, I don't like myself either."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Shaoan suddenly had a tachycardia, yelling that he was in pain. Jiang Xun was sitting next to him and dozed off, but was awakened by the sound. Seeing him half-raised his arm, he wanted to ring the bell, so he hurriedly preempted him and pressed twice vigorously.

"Father, are you not feeling well?" Jiang Xun leaned over and found that there were fine beads of sweat on Jiang Shaoan's head, and he didn't speak.

He dug out Xiaoxin Pain from his bag, fed Jiang Shaoan a pill, and put it under his tongue.

After more than a minute, the nurse still hadn't come. Jiang Xun felt anxious and ran into the corridor towards the front desk.

There was no one in the corridor, and the lights were dim. He walked more and more hurriedly, and finally bumped into a nurse who was walking this way. Jiang Xun hurriedly said, "I just rang the bell at 208, and my dad's heart is not feeling well."

The nurse nodded: "Don't be nervous, I'll go and see what's going on."

Jiang Xun followed her, and the two of them returned to the ward. The nurse shone a flashlight on Jiang Shaoan's face, and found that Jiang Shaoan's face was pale. She called out, "Are you okay?"

Jiang Shaoan still didn't respond.

Jiang Xundao: "I gave him a pill to relieve pain."

The nurse had a bad premonition, walked over to measure his heartbeat, and said solemnly, "I'm going to contact Dr. Wang, I'm afraid an operation will be needed."

Jiang Xun asked in surprise, "Now?"

The nurse nodded and said, "Wait a minute, another nurse will come over with you soon."

Realizing the seriousness of the problem, Jiang Xun glanced at Jiang Shaoan, his lips trembling unconsciously: "Okay, okay, I'll wait here."

The nurse disappeared quickly, leaving Jiang Xun sitting there alone, he couldn't help but stepped forward and put his hand on Jiang Shaoan's.

In just two or three minutes, it was very painful. Jiang Xun stared blankly at Jiang Shaoan, feeling scared in his heart, and various possibilities kept flashing in his mind.

After a while, the nurse and the doctor came together, the light in the room was turned on, and the middle-aged woman in the next bed was also awakened, looking over in a daze.

The doctor was the one that Jiang Xun saw during the day. He pushed Jiang Xun away, walked up to Jiang Shaoan, observed it for a while, and said, "This won't work, I have to call Director Zhang, first go to the operating room, the anesthesiology department .”

After speaking, he set his eyes on Jiang Xun: "He is in critical condition now, you have to be mentally prepared."

Jiang Xun broke into a cold sweat, and forced the corner of his mouth to answer: "Okay, I know."

More than half an hour later, the surgery notice came out, and Jiang Shaoan was carried into the special surgery vehicle and hurriedly pushed to the operating room.

Jiang Xun followed all the way to the door of the operating room. The nurse said, "I don't know how long this operation will take. Otherwise, you should go back to the ward and sleep for a while."

There were two light shadows under Jiang Xun's eyes, and he shook his head: "I'll wait here."

The nurse took a look at him, felt that he was a little pitiful, sighed inwardly, turned and went in.

Holding his schoolbag in his arms, Jiang Xun slumped down on the bench, staring blankly at the snow-white wall.

Time passed unhurriedly, Jiang Xun was extremely nervous but also extremely tired, and occasionally he would look at his watch when his mind wandered, fearing that the door of the operating room would open in the next second, and the doctor would come out and announce that Jiang Shaoan was hopeless.

When Jiang Xun's knees were numb and his mind was not clear, the door of the operating room opened, and a group of people came out in a single file, walking very fast. A middle-aged man walked up to Jiang Xun with a cold and pale face. Chongjiang Xundao: "Sorrow and change."

"..."

Jiang Xun felt that he was too unconscious to hear clearly: "What did you say?"

The man said, "I lost my heartbeat for a while, and using a pacemaker didn't help. There's no mistake."

"..."

The man saw that his hair was sticking to his forehead, his eyes were dull, and he turned to the nurse and said, "You can let him go to the operating room to see the body now."

"Okay." The nurse said, "Do you want to see your father?"

Jiang Xun barely stood up from the chair, his palms were sweaty, and he could hardly hold on to the strap of his schoolbag. He walked quickly to the operating room silently.

Several medical staff followed and saw Jiang Xun standing there, staring at the white cloth on Jiang Shaoan in a daze.

He neither cried nor made a fuss, and his mood was unusually calm.

Several nurses couldn't help looking at each other. At this moment, with a few noises, Jiang Xun's schoolbag slipped from his shoulder to his wrist, and the books and pencil case inside fell out of the unzipped zipper opening sparsely. scattered at his feet.

"..."

The surroundings were suddenly very quiet, even a little scary.

A week has passed, and Jiang Xun still didn't go to school, he didn't answer his phone calls, and he couldn't get in touch with his father.This morning, Wang Zheming couldn't take it anymore and called Jiang Xun again.

This time Jiang Xun picked it up with a lazy voice: "Teacher Wang."

Wang Zheming resisted the urge to scold him, and said angrily, "You don't even say hello if you don't come to class for a week?"

Jiang Xun was silent for a moment: "Mr. Wang, my father passed away."

"..." Wang Zheming didn't support his elbow, and almost knocked over the teacup, "What did you say?"

"..."

"When did this happen?"

"Last week, but the cremation was only yesterday." Jiang Xun's voice was dry and hoarse, "Mr. Wang, I may have to ask for a few more days off."

Wang Zheming became anxious: "Jiang Xun, if there is anything the teacher can help you with now, just tell me."

"without thanks."

"Jiang Xun, you really don't have any worries, you... can you handle it alone?"

"Yes, I have no worries."

He spoke so decisively that Wang Zheming was momentarily at a loss for words, and sighed: "Then wait for you to solve it, and go back to school quickly."

Jiang Xun let out a "hmm" and hung up the phone.

Jiang Xun carefully washed all Jiang Shaoan's clothes, put them in a cabinet, then cleaned the whole room, and put his card and the only cash in his bedside cabinet.

Then he changed the dirty clothes on his body, and when he touched his pocket before washing, he found Duan Yanzhe's business card. Jiang Xun looked at it for two seconds, and then threw the business card into the trash can.

At dinner time, Jiang Xun ate up the few rice at home, took a hooded fir coat that he seldom wore, put it on, put a foldable fruit knife in his pocket, and was ready to go.

He decided to go to Ding Nan first.