Haunted by a super flirtatious little milk dog

It was almost midnight when Wen Dong got home, he opened the door with a key, and called Gong Cheng's name as soon as he entered.

"Gong Cheng! I'm back!"

The chandelier in the dining room was on, and there was a small dark blue bowl on the dining table.

"Gong Cheng? Gong Cheng?"

Gong Cheng was not at home.

After realizing this fact, Bentong felt an unprecedented sense of loss.

After finishing the report at the shopping mall, he drove home by speeding car, hoping to see Gong Cheng sooner, but this person was not there.Gong Cheng is gone, and home seems to be meaningless.

Wen Dong took out his mobile phone and wanted to call Gong Cheng, only then did he see the message that Gong Cheng had sent him earlier.

"Brother Wen, I made ribs and winter melon soup and warmed it in the rice cooker. Remember to drink it when you come back."

"I have some things to deal with. I wanted to call you to talk to you, but you are busy. Let's talk about it after we are all done."

"Miss you."

Wen Dong just looked at these messages, and the corner of his mouth could not help but pull a smile.

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Gong Cheng's home was not the top apartment in the most prosperous area of ​​Z City where He Xiang lived, but the suburban villa where he lived with Gong Younan when he was a child.

This villa is a bit old, and the area is not very big, but it is the place where Gong Cheng grew up when he was a child, and it has the best memories of him and his mother.

The Gong family has a big business and many real estate properties, but for Gong Cheng, this small, unremarkable old villa is his home.

When Gong Cheng arrived home, Uncle Jiang was already waiting for him in the garden outside the door.

Although no one lives in this villa now, Uncle Jiang arranges people to maintain it on a regular basis. The small garden is full of flowers and plants, but it can't stop the loneliness and loneliness of the whole house.

"Why don't you go in?" Gong Cheng asked Uncle Jiang while taking out the key to open the door.

Uncle Jiang stood aside with his hands down, frowning and looking at Gong Cheng's hair for a long time, he saw the door open and enter the house from the door.

Under the baptism of Uncle Jiang's eyes, Gong Cheng calmly changed his shoes, poured water, and then sat on the sofa to drink water.

"Master Gong..." Uncle Jiang opened his mouth, hesitantly, "Your hair..."

"Oh? Hair?" Gong Cheng raised his hand and rubbed his soft curly hair, "It's just dyed."

Uncle Jiang pursed his lips, probably thinking of the reason why Gong Cheng dyed his hair, feeling aggrieved and upset for him, but in the end he didn't say anything.

It's all over.There is no need to mention the past.

"Master Gong, when are you ready to go to the group to participate in the board of directors?"

Gong Cheng squinted his eyes, his expression was rare and deep.

"The day after tomorrow. Tomorrow I have to dye my hair back," Gong Cheng said, with that smile on his lips again, "Didn't my father and that He Zihuai expose me in front of the directors every day? We can't let the rumors come true Really."

When Uncle Jiang heard this, he seemed to be relieved, and he relaxed a lot.

"I will arrange for someone to deliver your suit to your home tomorrow," Uncle Jiang said, "I have divided the recent important work within the group into your email address. Please check it out in the next two days. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact me."

"Got it, I'll watch it."

"Young Master Gong, because of Chairman Gong's matter, the hearts of the group are now fluctuating. Mr. He is calm on the surface and still handles the group's affairs conscientiously every day, but his subordinate He Zihuai takes the opportunity to form cliques and win people's hearts. A lot of people on their side have been promoted with promotion and salary increase."

"We old guys are not pleasing to the eye, and they are suppressing us in different ways in terms of power and position. Mr. He also turns a blind eye to these things, basically a tacit attitude. Their people on the board of directors If you really want to harm you, we old people will do our best to protect you, at least for several years, you can rest assured in this regard."

Besieged on all sides, Gong Cheng is fortunate that there are still a group of loyal old subordinates of his grandfather and mother who can be used by him.

"Uncle Jiang," Gong Cheng leaned forward, put the water glass back on the coffee table, and then sat up straight, "Take me to thank the people in the company who are still on my side. In addition, spread the news and talk to country M I am the only one in the JY Group that can win the business of signing the logistics route contract. Didn’t Mr. He also contact there a few days ago, and was ruthlessly rejected. In short, with this weight in my hands, the directors will not He will act rashly and do whatever he wants to me."

Uncle Jiang frowned, with a preoccupied look on his face: "Master Gong, did Country M say when they were willing to sign this contract? This business has been discussed for several years, whether it is the general framework or the The details have been checked many times, and even the contract has been reviewed several times by a specialized legal counsel. Why are they still procrastinating? What are they still dissatisfied with?"

Gong Cheng was silent, but his mind was full of Alan's voice and appearance.

"Gong, are you sure you don't want me? Are you sure you don't want to try again with me?"

"Gong, promise me! Promise me, I'll ask the secretary to send over the contract to sign and seal it right now, how about it?"

"Gong, come to country M! Or I'll go to your place to find you. Anyway, you are now talking about business with me through M in your publicity. I have worked so hard to hide it for you. Are you sure you don't want to make it up to me?"

"I will as soon as possible." Gong Cheng closed his eyes and said wearily.

Uncle Jiang talked with Gong Cheng about the internal work of the group for a while, and then he was about to leave.

Gong Cheng put his hands in his pockets, followed Uncle Jiang silently, and sent him out.

Uncle Jiang's driver was waiting outside the door. Seeing Uncle Jiang coming out, he hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door.

"Young Master Gong," Uncle Jiang hesitated for a long time before opening his mouth, "Anyway, I am an elder, so you should listen to what I say."

Gong Cheng paused, he probably guessed what Uncle Jiang was going to say, he didn't like to hear it, but he had to.

"Speak, I'm listening."

"I heard from Xiao Chen that you still let Yang Sheng's people follow him?"

"Yes."

Yang Sheng, the truck driver who killed Gong Younan with his car, is now nesting in a small county town on the edge of H province, drinking and playing cards and playing with women every day.

If he had no source of funds, how could he, an ordinary bus driver, be so happy and happy!

Gong Cheng suspected that there was someone behind Yang Sheng, but he had no evidence, so he asked Xiao Chen to follow Yang Sheng all the time, trying to find out who was behind the scenes.

And these suspicions were too horrifying and appalling, so even to Uncle Jiang, Gong Cheng didn't want to say more.

"The accident identification was an accident."

As Uncle Jiang said, his expression was filled with unconcealable sadness. Gong Younan and Gong Cheng were both raised by him.Now, one is gone and the other is an orphan.

"I've read the accident report, and there's nothing wrong with it. If...you feel worried..."

"Uncle Jiang," Gong Cheng interrupted suddenly, "Have you seen my mother's body?"

Not seeing Gong Younan's last side is Gong Cheng's greatest regret in this life.Uncle Jiang knew it, so he never talked about related topics with Gong Cheng, just because he was afraid of pulling Gong Cheng's painful and fragile nerves.

But right now, Gong Cheng took the initiative to ask.

Uncle Jiang looked at Gong Cheng, like looking at the elders of his own grandchildren, his eyes were full of love and reluctance.

"No, no one has seen it except Mr. He. Younan... After she went there, she was cremated soon, and no farewell ceremony was held for the remains. At that time, I went to Mr. He to protest with a few elders. He It is said that the board of directors wants to handle the matter in a low-key manner because of the consideration of the group's stock price. You also know that since Younan became a mother, she has been retreating behind the scenes and let Mr. He be in front of the stage, so almost everyone outside thinks that Mr. He is the only one. He is the chairman of the group. The meaning of the board of directors is that there is no reason for an accident to break the public impression for more than ten years."

Gong Cheng listened quietly, the hand hanging by his side slowly clenched into a fist.

A husband and wife, each accompanying each other through more than 20 years of their lives, did not even want to give alms to the most ordinary farewell to the dead body.for what?Ridiculous stock price?Ridiculous public impression?Ridiculous position of chairman of JY Group?

If Gong Sheng knew that his only daughter, whom he regarded as a treasure, would be hastily cremated and buried after death, and he would not even be able to see his grandson, then he would never forgive He Xiang!

If grandpa is still there, great!Gong Cheng thought this way, if grandpa was still there, He Xiang would never dare to do this!Even if I didn't insist on taking a gap year at that time, but returned to China to join the company honestly after graduation, then maybe all of this would not have happened.

Mom might not even die.

Gong Cheng felt that the eye sockets were swollen, as if there was hot liquid filling them, and the nasal cavity seemed to be sore, with a feeling of suffocation that could not be breathed.

This powerless sense of self-blame has been lingering in Gong Cheng's heart since Gong Younan's death, torturing him, entangled him, and eroded him.However, no one saw it.

Gong Cheng didn't want anyone to see it. This was his backlash, the darkest emotion in his heart, and he didn't dare to show it to anyone.Therefore, he could only smile at the corner of his mouth and live every day indifferently, as if he had never been injured.

"Understood, please go back."

When Gong Cheng spoke again, he had already buried all his emotions in his bottomless heart, and there was hardly a trace of abnormality.

"Everything in JY Group will not be affected in any way, I will take care of it."

Uncle Jiang sighed lightly, raised his hand and patted Gong Cheng's shoulder vigorously, showing trust and encouragement.

"Okay! Gong Cheng, I believe in you, and I will help you too. JY Group's surname is Gong, and no one can change this."

After sending Uncle Jiang away, Gong Cheng stood alone in the small garden of the villa for a long time, until his whole body was covered with the lonely atmosphere of the night, Gong Cheng took a step and walked into the house.

Taking this step forward, what awaits him will be a tough battle.

Gong Cheng no longer has a grandfather or mother to rely on, and everything depends on himself.He has to rely on his own ability to firmly control the JY Group in the palm of his hand, and no one can squeeze him away.

It's funny to say that Gong Cheng himself doesn't care the least about the status of being the heir of JY Group that is born on his shoulders. He has an unruly personality and doesn't take this status to heart at all, otherwise he wouldn't be thinking about it after graduation. go out and play.

But it's okay to walk away chicly by yourself, but it's not okay to be squeezed away by others.

Absolutely not!