San Fu

When he walked out of the hospital, Da Pao was standing by the side of the road with a displeased face.

"Shift changed?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"It's changed," Da Pao said, "If you two come out later, I will have to change him again."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue: "May I have a chat with Mr. Jiang, Mr. Jiang needs to know your attitude..."

"Is he clamoring that he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow," Da Pao said, "You are trying to persuade him not to be discharged from the hospital."

"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Didn't he say that he can be discharged from the hospital without concussion after observation?"

"Listen to him," Cannon said, "he still has a fractured skull..."

"What?" Jiang Kuo stopped abruptly.

"There is no displacement, the doctor said it is not too serious, no surgery, conservative treatment," Cannon said, "I heard from my father, at least stay for a few more days, and he must rest, but he has to be discharged from the hospital .”

"He didn't tell me." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.

"I'm afraid you're worried," Da Pao said, "so you persuade him to let him stay for a few more days."

"He explained to me that he will be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Jiang Kuo continued to grit his teeth.

"I was still encouraging him," Duan Feifei said, "and asked him to go to the company to demonstrate after he leaves the hospital tomorrow."

"...Did neither of you ask the doctor?" Da Pao said, "The nurse also knows."

"Why didn't Lao Li tell me?" Jiang Kuo still gritted his teeth, "His Assistant Niaomao didn't tell me either."

"Who dares," Da Pao said, "Mr. Jiang's character is not afraid of anyone around him when his face turns cold."

Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth for a long time, but he couldn't find anyone responsible other than Mr. Jiang. He couldn't blame Lawyer Jiang anymore. He had already done bodyguard work outside of the case. In the end, he had no choice but to let go of his teeth and sighed.

"I'll go to the hospital to talk to him after dinner," Jiang Kuo said.

"Don't be noisy," Cannon said.

"His head is cracked, do I dare to argue with him! What if he gets angry after a while." Jiang Kuo said.

"Not at all." Duan Feifei laughed and patted him on the back.

"Why not," Da Pao said, "You are a reliable person, why are you still trying to persuade him to quarrel!"

"I said that it won't break when you get angry," Duan Feifei said, "I don't want him to get angry."

"What's the difference?" said Cannon.

"Boss Pao," Duan Feifei said, "Are you trying to provoke?"

"Hey!" cried Cannon, "am I that! Dare I be that?"

"I don't know," Jiang Kuo patted his arm, "I dare not be true."

"Fuck." Cannon shouted angrily.

Back on the land where he grew up, Jiang Kuo knew all kinds of relatives and relatives like the back of his hand, and Da Pao was familiar with the way. After a short discussion, they decided to go to Mr. Jiang's new hotel to eat barbecue.

"I'll make a phone call to make an appointment," Da Pao got into the car and sat in the back seat, taking out his mobile phone, "Let them prepare first, it's not lunch time yet, don't go and wait for a long time when everything is gone. "

"Whatever." Jiang Kuo started the car, "Let's drive another car tomorrow."

"No need," said Cannon, "you always take me with you wherever you go?"

"So wronged," Jiang Kuo looked back at him, "Is this the first time Mr. Pao sits behind?"

"Isn't it?" Da Pao tugged at the phone, "The friendship of more than ten years is the place to sit in the backseat before love."

"I'll change the parking lot with him." Duan Feifei slapped his thigh.

Jiang Kuo smiled and immediately slowed down.

"Hurry up! Drive hard!" Da Pao waved his hand at the two of them, and dialed the hotel's phone number, "Hey, please transfer me to your Manager Chen, whose surname is Hu..."

Although Mr. Jiang's injury was not a pleasant thing, but Duan Feifan was sitting in the passenger seat at the moment, looking at the street scene outside the window, but he felt relaxed and happy in his heart.

This is the third time he has come to this city, and the feeling is different every time, but this time is particularly comfortable, although he probably has to leave tomorrow, and he doesn't even have a chance to go around his city with Jiang Kuo, but There will still be a solid sense of comfort.

He turned his head and glanced at Jiang Kuo.

Jiang Kuo immediately turned to look at him.

He smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "You came here more than me this semester."

"Aren't you convinced?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.

"The time is too short," Jiang Kuo said, "Next time I come here, I will show you around."

"En." Duan Feifei responded.

"Will Mr. Jiang be able to open in Jiangdong's city in two months?" Da Pao said from behind, "You can go there for fun, and I want to take my mother there."

"Look at the summer vacation," Jiang Kuo said, "Let's go together."

"It doesn't matter, does it?" Cannon said.

"I don't know," Jiang Kuo frowned. "Once the lawsuit starts, it can't be finished in a year or two. It's hard to say whether it will have any impact, and there may be a shortage of funds and it will have to be sold."

"Business and selling have been repeated over the years," Da Pao said. "It's normal. Now it's better than anything else to let him recuperate."

"I have to be able to persuade you." Jiang Kuo said.

"Sure," said Cannon, "you cry by the bed, and he promises everything."

"Fart you!" Jiang Kuo said, "I've never cried in front of him in my life, I cry when I'm crazy."

"That's why it works!" said Cannon.

"Don't make up your mind." Jiang Kuo frowned.

When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, the peak business hours had already passed, and there were not many customers in the restaurant, but because Da Pao had called in advance, the restaurant rearranged new dishes for them in the small hall.

Since Jiang Kuo went to school, his picky taste has become less and less picky, and it was reactivated at this moment.

Duan Feifei helped him hold the plate, and he just put it in.

"The beef is very good today," Manager Chen introduced, "This beef..."

"You don't have to follow," Jiang Kuo said, "Thank you."

"Manager Chen, take a rest," Da Pao said, "I'm not that particular about my own people, I'll come to you if I need anything."

"Okay, call me later." Manager Chen nodded and left.

Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, who had recovered the state of renunciation in the environment of renunciation, and felt a strange feeling, which was very interesting.

"Today I want to eat pork. After eavesdropping on Jiang Lu's phone call, I have been thinking about roasting pork belly. It's so oily, ah..." Jiang Kuo said, "He keeps telling me about beef..."

"You said you want pork belly and let him introduce pork." Duan Feifei changed the full plate and handed an empty one to Jiang Kuo.

"I'm too lazy to say, let's talk about pork belly. What's good to introduce? Look at today's pork belly, fat and thin, very well-proportioned..." Jiang Kuo said, "Why don't he rest, we'll leave after eating."

"Give me some beef and fish," Duan Feifei said, "I want to try other things besides pork belly."

"Don't worry," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll pick a good plate for you later."

The roasted pork belly is still very fragrant, sizzling and oily, and the fragrance is tangy.

Others are also very fragrant. The three of them stood up in turn and brought them one by one. The waiter came to add dishes twice in the middle.

"Aren't we eating a little too much?" said Cannon. "Yes," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I haven't eaten like this for a long time, maybe I'm hungry all afternoon."

"I'm just waiting for you to be hungry." Cannon said.

"I'm always hungry." Duan Feifei said.

Although they brought a lot, they didn't waste anything. When they finished eating and left, Jiang Kuo roasted a missed broccoli.

The combination of Jiang Kuo's habit of saving no leftovers and the habit of wasting food after 5 minutes of being uneatable is amazing.

After eating, they rushed back to the hospital, before the end of visiting hours in the inpatient department.

Cannon still waved his hand, got into the car with the people from the engineering department, and dutifully continued to stare at the suspicious people other than them.

Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifan returned to the floor of Mr. Jiang's ward. Most of the patients had already rested, watching TV and chatting in the ward, and there was no one in the corridor.

There was a man standing outside Mr. Jiang's ward. He nodded and said hello when he saw them coming.

"Has Lawyer Jiang left?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"Go," said the man, "your mother just came."

"Oh." Jiang Kuo walked to the door, hesitated for a while and didn't push the door in immediately.

"What?" Duan Feifei asked in a low voice.

"What if they are with you and me?" Jiang Kuo looked in from the window on the door. From this direction, he could only see the foot of the bed, not Mr. Jiang and his wife.

"Knock on the door." Duan Feifei said.

"Then don't we just interrupt them?" Jiang Kuo said softly.

"...Then stand for a while?" Duan Feifei said.

Jiang Kuo smiled and leaned against the door to listen, he could hear voices speaking, and his tone didn't sound very good, so he was going to knock on the door and go in.

"Now I'm thinking about whether to succeed or not." My mother went to the table to pour water, and her voice became clear, "Are you unable to do it?"

Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo.Jiang Kuo had no expression on his face and looked quite calm, knocking on the door twice.

"Come in." Mom looked over here.

Jiang Kuo opened the door and entered the ward: "Mom."

"Why didn't you go home?" Mom asked with a smile, "He ran over again."

"Come and have a look," Jiang Kuo said, "I'm going back to school tomorrow, so stay a little longer."

"Hello, Auntie," Duan Feifei greeted, then looked at Mr. Jiang again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm here again."

"You just run around with him," Mr. Jiang smiled, "Did you finish your meal?"

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo walked to the bed, reached out and took down the bedside card hanging beside the bed, and glanced down quickly.

Somewhat disappointed to find that, in order to protect the patient's privacy, the hospital only wrote nursing requirements and the like, and did not see the diagnosis of Mr. Jiang's injury.

He couldn't help but click his tongue.

"What?" Boss Jiang reacted quickly, immediately understood what he wanted to see, and raised his eyebrows a little proudly, "Didn't see what I wanted to see?"

"You stay honest," Jiang Kuo said, "Isn't there a reliable successor to deal with the company's affairs? You can discuss meetings with Lawyer Jiang here without delay." This time it's Mr. Jiang's turn to tut One sound.

Mom laughed from behind.

"What about eavesdropping at the gate?" Mr. Jiang said.

"I'm afraid I'll interrupt the world of the two of you..." Jiang Kuo said, "Even if I really eavesdropped, it wouldn't be surprising. I ran all the way back, not to let you be fooled back and forth, and I didn't say this or that. "

"Then what do you want to know?" President Jiang asked.

When Duan Feifei heard this, he felt that he could chat for a while, so he turned around and walked out of the ward slowly.

The black-faced brother standing outside should be from the engineering department. He had nowhere to go when he was free, so he walked up to the black-faced brother and said hello: "Do you have to stay overnight?"

"No, change to someone else later," the black-faced brother smiled, "You're Jiang Kuo's classmate, right?"

"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "I came here in a hurry, there are many people who need help."

"It shouldn't be a big deal," said the black-faced brother. "He dared to do things behind his back at this point, because he was afraid that he would be exposed too late."

"Yes." Duan Feifei agreed.

The eldest brother is probably a little lonely staying here, but he is quite able to chat.

The local customs, the history of Mr. Jiang's entrepreneurship, and the conversation did not come to an end until Duan Feifei's cell phone rang.

The call was from the old uncle: "You should go there tomorrow. Instructor Luo called you this afternoon but he didn't get through. He called me here."

"What's the matter?" Duan Feifei asked.

"Isn't it coming out soon? It's still a month away," the old man said. "There are some things that need to be paid attention to and communicate with the family members. I think Disciplinary Luo is really responsible. You should take the time to go there."

"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded, "I'll go there tomorrow afternoon. There's only one class in the afternoon, so it's better to ask for leave."

"Okay, look at the schedule," the old uncle said, "You didn't come to the store today, and I wanted to discuss with you about his coming out. The store really needs manpower. Your aunt and I I'm too busy, so I can only hire people for work, and I can't help with other business matters."

"I'm thinking about this," Duan Feifan said, "Wait until he comes out and see how to tell him."

After hanging up the phone, he walked to the corridor window and looked out.

I used to feel that time passed very slowly, as if I would never wait for the day when my father came out, but now I feel that time passes very fast, and in a blink of an eye, I will be back next month.

Their lives have changed dramatically in every sense.

Very emotional.

"So I'm going to be discharged from the hospital, and I'm not angry," Mr. Jiang looked at Jiang Kuo, "Am I that naive? I'm not you."

"Just talk about things, don't drag them around." Jiang Kuo said.

"In addition to collecting and sorting out evidence, it is psychological warfare," Mr. Jiang said. "It doesn't mean that if I have the evidence, I will definitely win. The loss will be lost no matter what. The key is to minimize it. I am here indeed. It doesn't affect the general direction, but the psychological oppression is gone."

Jiang Kuo frowned and sighed without speaking.

"I've been in the wind and rain for so many years, and I haven't seen anyone," Mr. Jiang said, "When you were in junior high school, I couldn't even get out a loan. Seeing that the next step is all over, come here, you have to be right Your father is confident."

"Well," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Tomorrow you go back to the company to show your face, and then go back to the hospital. You can spare time every day to go back for a show, but you can't leave the hospital."

President Jiang laughed.

"I don't have much time to accompany you either," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll go back the day after tomorrow, and I'll keep an eye on you for another day tomorrow, okay?"

"I can't ask for it." Mr. Jiang said with a smile.

Jiang Kuo sighed again: "Don't talk about dropping out of school again."

"Don't tell me," Mr. Jiang patted him on the shoulder with a smile, "You do what you want, the company's affairs, and I will not agree if you want to take over. If you haven't followed me for five or ten years, you can do it Come down? Among the people around me, who didn't watch you grow up... I really didn't think about you. "

"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, not sure if he was relieved or disappointed.

"You can just hold the company's shares after reconciling, and I don't care what else you want to do," Mr. Jiang said, "Don't think that I have any ideas if I don't consider handing over the company to you. I have worked so hard for so many years. It is to let my children live according to their own ideas, not to continue to help me in my career, and there are plenty of people who can continue to do my career."

Jiang Kuo quickly lowered his head, a tear fell on the bed sheet, and he quickly propped his elbow up again, pretending to bow his head in thought.

Mr. Jiang has never said such a thing to him, and they seldom have such a deep communication. He only knows that although he can't talk together, he will always be stubborn with Mr. Jiang, but Mr. Jiang's love for him is It won't change.

But other than that, Mr. Jiang never clarified his thoughts with him, maybe he never gave Mr. Jiang such a chance.

"Aren't you very touched?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"...How could anyone ask such a direct question?" Jiang Kuo was speechless.

"If I don't ask, you don't tell." Mr. Jiang said.

"Does it need to be said?" Jiang Kuo wiped his eyes and raised his head to look at him, "You are an old fox, can't you tell?"

President Jiang smiled with satisfaction.

"I'm going back," Jiang Kuo got up, took a tissue from the bed and wiped his eyes, "I'll come back tomorrow morning."

"Hurry up and go back," Mr. Jiang said, "It will delay my chatting with your mother."

Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and walked out of the ward quickly.

Duan Feifei was picking up the phone with his mobile phone. When he saw him coming out, he immediately walked over with the phone in his hand, and asked first, "How was the chat?"

"It's okay," Jiang Kuo saw his eagerness, as if there was something else going on, "What?"

"Then listen to this first." Duan Feifei handed the phone to his ear.

Then he heard Yang Ke's excited voice: "Did you hear that?"

There was a series of ding dong ding dong sounds in the background, which became a series for a moment.

"What is this?" Jiang Kuo asked.

"The notification sound for placing an order." Duan Feifei said.

"Damn," Jiang Kuo was taken aback, "Did Xiaozhu post that video?"

"Yes," Duan Feifei said, "after she sent it, she found someone to turn around, and then a wave of orders came. Yang Ke said that it lasted for about 10 minutes, and his customer service was too busy. .”

"Is it so exaggerated?" Jiang Kuo couldn't control the corners of his mouth, "The customer service is not fast enough to send an account to Ding Zhe and the others."

"It's already up, and I asked them to get it right away," Duan Feifei said. "Actually, there aren't that many people asking about product information. Most of them are here to tease customer service."

"Then they are the most suitable for this job." Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone. Just to chat with Mr. Jiang, he muted the phone, and now he clicked on it. It was the first time that his mobile phone, which had been as lonely as snow for many years, was closed. I have received so much news, although it is basically from the model group chat.

"I'm busy right now," Duan Feifei said, "How about your side first?"

"It's... very good," Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang just told me that he would not let me take over his class, and he never considered letting me into the company. Everyone around him followed him. Ten or eight years old is much better than me..."

"...Is this a good chat?" Duan Feifei was a little puzzled, "Sounds like breaking up friendship?"

Jiang Kuo laughed: "The meaning of saying this is to let me not worry, do what I want, and he will not care about me."

"That's quite harsh..." Duan Feifei glanced at the ward, and walked down the stairs with Jiang Kuo, "Then have you persuaded him not to leave the hospital?"

"It's been persuaded, but I have to stay with him for another day tomorrow and keep an eye on it," Jiang Kuo said, "The main reason is that his head is cracked. I want to ask the doctor in detail tomorrow. Let's go tomorrow night or the morning after tomorrow. Go back to school."

"Ah." Duan Feifei stopped.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.

"I have to go back tomorrow." Duan Feifei also looked at him, "Meet Disciplinary Luo and tell me about my dad's coming out."

"Ah." Jiang Kuo was taken aback.

"Don't imitate me." Duan Feifei said.

"Ah," Jiang Kuo said, "Are you going to leave me?"

"Ah," Duan Feifei said, "Aren't you going to chase me the day after tomorrow?"

"Damn," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Okay, then you go back first and drive my car."

"No, I'll take the train," Duan Feifan said, "It's really painful when I drive your car."

Jiang Kuo narrowed his eyes as he watched him.

"It's just..." Duan Feifei paused and looked at him, "What are you thinking?"

"Go home," Jiang Kuo waved his hand and jumped down the stairs, "Would you like to lie down on my nightclub bed where the lights are turned on and off?"