Old Wang Doesn't Want to be Tragic

Prepaying benefits in advance seems to be a very sincere option.

Wang Zhaomou smiled when he heard the words, looked up at Leng Xiuming for a moment, and shook his head slightly.

"You don't have what I want."

"If I win this battle, Ji Lianhuo's will be mine too." Leng Xiuming took the document on the table, with a somewhat ambiguous smile in his eyes.

"You can try." Wang Zhaomou put down the medical records in his hand, his eyes steady.

Leng Xiuming looked at the medical records in his hand, raised his eyes and smiled at Wang Zhaomou.

"They all say that the most valuable thing in this era is information."

"Grandpa's illness was well concealed. I only obtained this medical record through other means." Leng Xiuming raised his hand to fiddle with his slightly curly hair a few times, leaned on the sofa, and looked at Wang Zhaomou with a smile.

"Do you know how much impact it will have if this information is leaked?"

"I'll keep it a secret." Wang Zhaomou held the teacup with his usual expression.

"No, no, no." Leng Xiuming smiled and shook his head, "If you refuse to cooperate with me, this news will still leak out, and I will tell grandpa. Had some wine, and told you the truth, but only to you."

Wang Zhaomou paused his fingers, looked at Leng Xiuming opposite, glanced down at the medical records on the table, and understood his intention.

This medical record is a trap, Leng Xiuming has prepared two plans, first is soft persuasion, if the soft persuasion fails, change to coercion.

If he didn't agree to his request, he would spread the news about Mr. Leng's illness, and imply that Mr. Leng was the one who leaked the news.

At that time, the losses suffered by the Leng family will all turn into the anger of Mr. Leng and the hatred of the Leng family towards him.

The Wang Group, and even the entire Wang family, cannot bear such a blow.

In other words, from the moment he saw this medical record, Leng Xiuming won.

Wang Zhaomou was quiet for a moment, took a sip of tea to moisten his lips, and his voice was still steady.

"Once the news of Mr. Leng's illness spreads, the losses to the Leng family will be beyond your imagination. If you just want to win over and coerce an ally, it's not worth it at all."

"In my opinion, that's what investment is all about. It's normal to lose money, but if this loss can get me the Leng family, what's the point?" Leng Xiuming leaned on the sofa comfortably, with a smile on his face. It's getting brighter and brighter.

Wang Zhaomou raised his eyebrows slightly, and smiled faintly at Leng Xiuming.

Leng Xiuming subconsciously felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what went wrong.

Wang Zhaomou took out his mobile phone, pressed a few buttons, and placed the mobile phone on the table.

Leng Xiuming frowned slightly, only listening to his own voice, which came from the phone.

"I'm just doing it to you, what can you do to me...

Be careful in the future, it is best to sleep with your eyes open at night... Welcome to Leng's house, little cousin. "

The sound of palms slapping their cheeks was obvious, and the cub's low sobs were used as the background, sobbing and unable to speak.

Listening to the recording, Leng Xiuming sat up straight little by little, leaned forward slowly, and looked at Wang Zhaomou's mobile phone. Leng Xiuming supported his face with one hand, his eyes were silent.

"The things you said before have a prerequisite, Mr. Leng must believe you."

Holding the teacup, Wang Zhaomou smiled slightly at Leng Xiuming.

"You can't help but guess what kind of reaction Mr. Leng will have when he hears this recording."

Leng Xiuming sat up, fixed his gaze on Wang Zhaomou, and remained silent.

"If you think these are not enough, you can guess whether there is a monitoring device similar to Ji Dabao's in this room." Wang Zhaomou picked up the teacup, blew on the surface of the tea, and lowered his head to take a sip.

Leng Xiuming's eyes moved, he stared closely at the person in front of him, and smiled briefly.

"Zhaomou, I find that I like you more and more."

"Although I don't know what attracts you to Ji Lianhuo, I can only respect your choice now." Leng Xiuming smiled helplessly and unwillingly.

"After the competition between me and Ji Lianhuo is over, maybe we can talk again."

Wang Zhaomou's expression was normal, he put down the teacup in his hand, and looked at Leng Xiuming with a smile.

"Have you ever thought about what it means if Ji Lianhuo wins you?"

Leng Xiuming thought for a moment, as if it was the first time he seriously considered the possibility of this question.

"If he beats me, I'm willing to bet and admit defeat." Leng Xiuming said "I'm willing to bet and admit defeat" in his mouth, but his face was somewhat unnatural, and the corner of his mouth was trying to pull a wry smile.

"If he wins, it can only prove that all the education I have received over the past twenty years is like a joke. He won me, which also shows that he is indeed better than me. If the Leng family is in his hands, it will be better than me. It's better in my hands."

Leng Xiuming looked at Wang Zhaomou, sat up pretending to be relaxed, raised his hand and straightened his suit.

"Even if it fails, I can still inherit my father's shares, and I am still a shareholder of Leng's."

Wang Zhaomou smiled, watching Leng Xiuming put away the documents on the table and put them back into the document bag.

Wang Zhaomou got up to see off the guests, and Leng Xiuming, carrying the document bag, turned his head unwillingly when he came to the door.

"I can give you everything Ji Lianhuo can give you, and I can even do better than him."

"You can't do better than him." Wang Zhaomou raised his hand and touched the shallow tooth marks on the corners of the glasses frame with a smile.

"You are not him."

×××

After a journey of more than thirteen hours, after Mr. Leng and Ji Lianhuo arrived in the United States, a special car was already waiting at the airport.

Many of the entourage cast their eyes on the young man who got off the plane. Ji Lianhuo felt the gazes from everywhere, his face was expressionless, and his eyes were indifferent.

Sitting in the stretched luxury car, someone immediately handed him a blindfold and opened the sunshade in the window. Ji Lianhuo closed his eyes and tried to sleep for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep because of the familiar smell gone from the tip of his nose.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the white shirt hidden in his clothes, then at the old man Leng who was resting beside him, opened the sun visor on his side in silence, looked at the dense high-rise buildings around him, and the blond and blue-eyed Americans on the side of the road, Everything is so strange.

After driving for nearly an hour and a half, the luxury car stopped in front of a manor, and the staff came to open the door. Before Ji Lianhuo got out of the car, he saw a couple waiting at the gate of the manor, and a line of staff , the man looks a bit like Leng Xiuming, the woman is blond and blue-eyed, wearing a cheongsam, with her hair pulled up behind her head.

"Dad." The couple quickly stepped forward when they saw Mr. Leng.

"Chen Jin, Lan Hua." Mr. Leng got out of the car, glanced at his eldest son and daughter-in-law, and looked to the other side of the car door.

Ji Lianhuo got out of the car, walked to the side of Mr. Leng, and looked at the two people in front of him.

The moment Leng Chenjin saw Ji Lianhuo, he held his breath subconsciously, couldn't help but took a step forward, and stared at Ji Lianhuo with shock.

Like, really too like!

Old man Leng was not surprised when he saw the appearance of his eldest son. The first time he saw Ji Lianhuo, he almost thought it was his youngest son, standing in front of him alive.

"Yao Xing, I'm your uncle." Leng Chenjin's eyes couldn't hide the excitement, "I often hugged you when I was young, bought toys for you two brothers, and you scratched me, do you remember?"

Ji Lianhuo looked at the man in front of him, and after a moment of silence, he spoke politely.

"Hello, uncle."

"It's hard to remember what happened when I was a child." Elder Leng looked at his eldest son and said helplessly.

What's more, after that happened again, under such a tragic accident, it was a miracle that the two children were alive, let alone remembering the past.

"Yao Xing is called Ji Lianhuo now, you can call him Lianhuo." Mr. Leng raised his hand to pat Ji Lianhuo, with a bit of warmth in his eyes.

"Hi Lianhuo." The blond woman in a cheongsam stepped forward and reached out to Ji Lianhuo, "I'm your aunt, Lanhua."

"Hello, aunt." Ji Lianhuo shook his aunt's hand politely, and quickly stopped.

"Yaoxing, ah no, Lianhuo." Leng Chenjin wiped his eyes with his hand, and introduced to Ji Lianhuo with a smile, "Your aunt can speak four languages, and we speak Chinese with her every day, so there is no communication barrier. "

Ji Lianhuo nodded without saying anything.

"Okay, Lian Huo has been on the plane for such a long time, and he needs to take a good rest when he comes back. He is jet-lagged. Let's talk about things tomorrow." Mr. Leng glanced at his eldest son.

Leng Chenjin understood immediately, looked at Ji Lianhuo with red eyes, raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes again, "Yes, Dad is right, Lianhuo, I will show you your room."

Leng Chenjin enthusiastically led Ji Lianhuo into the manor, Lan Hua stepped forward to support Mr. Leng, looked at Ji Lianhuo's back with a bit of concern in his eyes.

"Dad, I heard from Xiu Ming that Lian Huo's brother is gone and there is a child left behind." Lan Hua looked around, "Is that child still in Huaguo?"

"Someone is in charge of that child." Mr. Leng reassured his daughter-in-law, "It's enough for you two to treat Lian Huo well."

Watching Ji Lianhuo walk into the manor, Mr. Leng finally breathed a sigh of relief, with a smile on his face.

"Lian Huo came to the United States for the first time, and he always looked out of the window along the way. Several times, I was afraid that he would jump out suddenly."

"This place is so good, why do you want to jump?" Lan Hua was a little puzzled.

The situation of Leng's family is very good in the United States.

Old man Leng smiled and said nothing, without explaining to his daughter-in-law.

Ji Lianhuo was lying on the big soft bed with a white shirt on his head. He woke up suddenly, and subconsciously touched the pillow. After touching the shirt, he lost his gaze and was quiet for a moment, and slowly covered his face with the shirt. Breathe in the whiteness.

Getting up from the bed, Ji Lianhuo walked into the cloakroom, which was full of clothes that the Leng family had already prepared for him.

Ji Lianhuo looked at the pieces of clothing in front of him, they seemed to have no temperature, unlike the clothes Brother Zhaomou bought for him, each piece was selected by Brother Zhaomou himself and stroked with his fingertips.

It's really not good at all.

Ji Lianhuo lowered his eyes, casually put on two pieces of clothing, and left the room, which was a long and wide corridor.

There are various paintings hanging on both sides of the corridor, there are clean and soft carpets under the feet, the corridor lights are extremely delicate, and the smell of money is everywhere.

Ji Lianhuo went downstairs and saw Leng Chenjin sitting at the bar in the lobby.

"Lianhuo, are you awake?" Leng Chenjin warmly greeted Ji Lianhuo, "Would you like to come over for a drink?"

Ji Lianhuo stepped forward silently, looked at the staff at the bar, and put a glass of wine with ice cubes in front of him.

"I remember you are an adult, 19 years old this year." Leng Chenjin looked at Ji Lianhuo with a smile, "Have you ever drank before?"

Ji Lianhuo remained silent, held the wine glass in front of him, turned it around for a while, and then pushed it back.

Zhao Zhao is not here, I have to control it well.