Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Just over 40 days?

Ji Lianhuo was even more sad when he heard that, he raised his head and looked deeply at the person in front of him, as if he couldn't get enough of it.

Thinking of not seeing Zhao Zhao for forty days in a row, Ji Lianhuo rubbed his heart and lungs together, his brows never loosened from the beginning to the end.

The Leng family's car has been parked outside for a long time, but Ji Lianhuo has not come out of the villa.

"Brother Zhaomou, do you still remember that you borrowed the shirt I wore during the college entrance examination?" Ji Lianhuo stood at the door, pressing the door frame with one hand, his eyes were cautious.

"Brother Zhaomou, can you let me take it?"

Seeing the pleading in Ji Lianhuo's eyes, Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a few seconds, but he couldn't resist Ji Lianhuo's eyes after all. He got up and went to the second floor. After a while, he came down with a neatly folded white shirt.

Ji Lianhuo put down the suitcase, took the shirt with both hands, looked at the person in front of him with moist eyes, bowed his head and kissed the shirt lightly in front of Wang Zhaomou.

Sincere and gentle.

"It's okay." Wang Zhaomou said softly, "We can still send messages and make phone calls when we arrive in America."

Ji Lianhuo pursed his thin lips, with indescribable sadness in his eyes.

Wang Zhaomou paused, raised his hand to take off the watch on his wrist, and put on Ji Lianhuo's right hand.

"It replaces me and stays with you."

Ji Lianhuo looked down at the watch on his wrist, the metal chain still carried the temperature of Wang Zhaomou's body, with it, he could know the time at Zhaozhao's place.

Ji Lianhuo's eyes drooped, and he forced a smile to Wang Zhaomou. Wang Zhaomou looked at it, stepped forward with a smile, and gently kissed the thin lips of the person in front of him.

When the driver sent by Leng's family was about to lose patience, Ji Lianhuo walked out of the villa gate with his suitcase, turning his head three times at every step, eyes full of reluctance.

Wang Zhaomou stood at the entrance of the villa, and Mrs. Cheng also came over with Ji Dabao in her arms, watching the driver of Leng's family step down quickly, put Ji Lianhuo's suitcase into the trunk, and respectfully opened the door for Ji Lianhuo. Young Master Sun's attitude.

Ji Lianhuo got in the car, pressed down the window, and looked at Wang Zhaomou with his head out, like a big dog about to be sent away, with a bit of steam in his eyes.

Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly, and waved his hand at Ji Lianhuo. Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips hard, waved his hand quickly, and responded to Wang Zhaomou.

The car drove away slowly, Wang Zhaomou stood in front of the villa for a while, then turned and went back to the living room.

Ji Lianhuo had been watching the villa disappear from sight, and just now he sat back in his seat and looked at the watch on his wrist, feeling more at ease in his heart.

The driver of Leng's family looked at Ji Lianhuo in the back seat through the rearview mirror with some amusement.

Young Master Sun, whom Leng's family found with great difficulty, has a deep affection for a man.Someone said this before, but I still didn't believe it, but today I saw it was true, when did the Leng family have such a love affair!

Looking at his watch, Ji Lianhuo faintly noticed the gaze in front of him, the corners of his mouth drooped, and he raised his eyes to look coldly at the teasing driver in the front row.

The man's eyes are dark and heavy, like a lone wolf lurking in the dark night of an extremely cold place, as if it will pounce on you in the next moment, biting your throat with sharp teeth, looking at the blood with cold eyes Spread in the snow.

The driver subconsciously shuddered, and quickly put away the expression on his face, looking straight ahead at the car situation ahead, not daring to look at the situation in the back row.

When the car drove to the airport, Ji Lianhuo saw many bodyguards from Leng's family guarding the special plane, and the suitcases were lifted by the staff. Ji Lianhuo got on the plane, and the enthusiastic stewardess led him all the way to the location.

This place is a bit different from Ji Lianhuo's imagination. It is not so much a seat as it is a room, with a bed, a tabletop, and a built-in screen. There is a small bar with various drinks in it.

The door of the next compartment opened, and Ji Lianhuo turned his head and saw Mr. Leng sitting next to him. There seemed to be some equipment in his place to monitor his body data.

"Lianhuo, you're here." Mr. Leng looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile, "Get ready, the plane is about to take off."

Ji Lianhuo sat in his seat in silence, and fastened his seat belt at the prompt of the stewardess. After the plane bumped for a while, the stewardess signaled to Ji Lianhuo that he could unbuckle his seat belt, and asked in detail what meal Ji Lianhuo wanted for lunch.

When the stewardess left, Mr. Leng turned his head and looked at Ji Lianhuo, who was not used to it, and said with a smile, "Lianhuo, you will get used to it after a few rides. In the United States, many rich people have their own private jets. There is even a love hotel on the Internet, which is very novel.”

A love hotel on a plane?

Ji Lianhuo pursed his lips, opened the curtain beside him, and looked down at the scenery outside the porthole.

I have left a place where there is no sign.

It would be great if we could go to the love hotel on the plane with Zhao Zhao.

Kissing at an altitude of [-] meters.

Let's look at the scenery in the clouds together.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes, feeling a little depressed. Seeing this, Mr. Leng told Ji Lianhuo to take a good rest, and asked the staff to close the compartment door for him.

space for one person.

Ji Lianhuo couldn't help raising his hand to caress the watch on his wrist. After pausing for a moment, he opened his coat and took out a snow-white shirt from inside.

Lowering his head and sniffing the smell on the shirt, Ji Lianhuo's eyes were slightly relieved. After he returned the shirt, Zhao Zhao must still wear it.

Thinking of Zhao Zhao wearing this shirt in a suit, Ji Lian Huo Ergen blushed, couldn't help but bury his face in the shirt, breathing greedily.

More than 40 days and nights, it was too difficult.

Wang Zhaomou chose to work at home today. After Ji Lianhuo left, the villa seemed to be quite empty. After reading a document, Wang Zhaomou raised his head and relaxed his cervical spine, and heard the "tick" of the clock in the study.

Some are too quiet.

Touching the space between his wrists, Wang Zhaomou got up, went back to his room and opened the watch counter, picked a row of watches for a while, picked one up, and put it on his wrist.

Looking across the cufflinks counter, Wang Zhaomou looked silent for a moment, took off the silver cufflinks from his cuffs, and replaced them with one of the gifts from Ji Lianhuo.

Black diamond cufflinks are more pleasing to the eye with a white shirt and a black suit vest.

Standing in front of the mirror, Wang Zhaomou straightened his cuffs. He faintly heard the sound of a car engine coming from outside the villa. When he left the room, he saw a car parked at the entrance of the villa.

Wang Zhaomou had seen this car before, and the people who got on and off the car were not beyond Wang Zhaomou's expectation.

As soon as Ji Lianhuo and Mr. Leng left in the morning, Leng Xiuming came to visit in the afternoon. This time is not without tension.

Leng Xiuming carried a file bag and rang the doorbell of the villa. Mrs. Cheng glanced at Wang Zhaomou. Wang Zhaomou nodded slightly. Mrs. Cheng went to open the door and led Leng Xiuming into the villa.

"Zhaomou, long time no see." As soon as Leng Xiuming entered the villa, he immediately smiled. His handsome mixed-race face, paired with a sunny smile, didn't seem to be aggressive at all.

"Long time no see." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand politely to indicate the seat opposite him, and Leng Xiuming sat down quickly, watching the tea and snacks brought by Mrs. Cheng.

Leng Xiuming sat on the sofa opposite Wang Zhaomou, walked around the customer hall, and asked with concern, "Where is my cousin, how is he doing?"

"He went outside to make up lessons." Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly and picked up the teacup.

"I understand why he is so smart." Leng Xiuming smiled brightly, "It turns out that Zhao Mou is so tight with you. If you say my cousin is also smart, he can learn so many things at the age of two."

Hearing Leng Xiuming's praise of Ji Dabao's intelligence, Wang Zhaomou smiled and remained silent.

"What happened before, Zhaomou, are you still angry with me?" Leng Xiuming looked at Wang Zhaomou with concern, "I'm sorry, I know it was some of my words at the beginning that made you have bad associations, so I hide it from you. About my cousin and nephew.

Later, my grandpa and aunt and I personally went to the place where my cousin lived to inquire, and only then did I know that you have helped my cousin and nephew so much. "

Wang Zhaomou kept smiling, lowered his eyes unhurriedly, and took a sip of his tea.

"Zhaomou, I know you are very good. You are willing to help your cousin in trouble. At the same time, I also know that you are a businessman with a vision." Leng Xiuming raised his head and glanced at Mrs. Cheng.

Wang Zhaomou's eyes moved slightly, and he raised his hand to let Mrs. Cheng leave.

After watching Mrs. Cheng leave, Leng Xiuming took out a folder, opened it and put it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

"Zhaomou, you should know that my grandfather has three children." Leng Xiuming looked at the person in front of him seriously.

"My father Leng Chenjin, my aunt Leng Wanyin, and my cousin's father Leng Chenyu."

"Before Uncle Leng Chenyu passed away, my grandfather always regarded him as the heir of the Leng family, but unfortunately what happened, my father never proposed the intention to inherit the Leng family in order to avoid suspicion.

Aunt Wanyin has her own beauty brand and has been devoting herself to charity abroad. She has established several charitable foundations to protect the environment and help the needy. Her company and foundation are already busy enough for her, and she has no intention of competing for family property. .

So now, only me and Ji Lianhuo are left. "

Leng Xiuming stared intently at the person in front of him, "You may think that Ji Lianhuo is pitiful, and the Leng family owes him a lot. I don't deny this, but regarding the matter of inheriting the Leng family, I won't dismiss the Leng family just because he has suffered a lot. The family handed over to him.

Since I was a child, I have been raised as the heir of the Leng family, and I can't let go easily. "

Wang Zhaomou quietly looked at the file opened by Leng Xiuming, and found that it seemed to be Leng Xiuming's personal resume.

"Zhaomou, you may not know me very well, but I would like you to take a look at these to make a general comparison between me and Ji Lianhuo." Leng Xiuming looked serious.

Wang Zhaomou looked at the resume in front of him, glanced at the projects that Leng Xiuming had participated in and presided over, and his eyes moved slightly.

It is undeniable that Leng Xiuming does have strength.

"There is another reason why I came to you so quickly." Leng Xiuming took out a document again and put it in front of Wang Zhaomou.

This is a photocopied medical record. Wang Zhaomou looked at the name "Leng Chengjun" on it, and after reacting for a moment, he realized that it was Mr. Leng's medical record.

"I understand Grandpa's intentions. He thinks that Ji Lianhuo and I have received too much difference in education. He wants to make up for Ji Lianhuo as much as possible. Unfortunately, his body can no longer allow him to persist like this for too long."

Leng Xiuming looked serious, "I took the medical records and asked the doctor. Grandpa's lung nodules have reached the point of needing surgery. Even if the surgery is successful, there may be metastasis in the future.

So I boldly guessed that when Ji Lianhuo came back from America this time, grandpa would let me start a competition with Ji Lianhuo. "

Seeing that Wang Zhaomou was silent, Leng Xiuming continued to speak.

"So, unfortunately, Ji Lianhuo didn't have more time to prepare, so he hastily competed with me.

This time, I am [-]% sure that I will win my cousin. "

Looking at the medical records in front of him, Wang Zhaomou felt a little bitter in his heart.

You have to know that in the last life, when I died, Mr. Leng was still alive.

"Zhaomou, do you know why I said [-]%?" Leng Xiuming smiled, "[-]% of it is because of the competition to be in China. Ji Lianhuo has stayed in China longer than me, and he is more Know Hua Guo, so [-]% more.

There is another one, because of you. "

Leng Xiuming leaned forward, with bright eyes, trying to get close to Wang Zhaomou.

"But if you are on my side, I have a [-]% chance of winning him."

Wang Zhaomou put down the medical records in his hand, and looked at Leng Xiuming calmly in front of him.

What he thought, he had already thought about it, and he had already made a choice.

"If I win this battle, I will give you unexpected benefits." Leng Xiuming smiled slyly, "You can have whatever you want."

Wang Zhaomou smiled, raised his hand to straighten the cuffs, and stroked the cuff buttons with his fingertips.

"You don't seem to be very tempted." Leng Xiuming narrowed his eyes slightly, and his smile did not change. "You can put forward conditions to me now, and I can give you an advance payment, how about it?"