Favored by the rich and powerful: the daughter returns with revenge

"Mr. Jiang, it's not good." Just as there was a strange silence between Jiang Fengwan and Hua Qiangwei, Jiang Fengwan's subordinates suddenly opened the hotel door and walked in.

"There are no rules, get out." At this moment, he was suddenly broken by someone, and Jiang Fengwan glanced at his subordinates in disgust, with a displeased expression on his face.

"Boss Jiang, please forgive my recklessness. It's an emergency, so I have no choice but to interrupt." The subordinate took a scared look at Jiang Feng who was about to run away, with an apologetic expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Seeing his subordinate's serious expression at night, Jiang Feng expected that he would not have the guts to lie about the news and deceive himself to come here to find his existence, but because he knew that something like this must happen to his subordinate, he was even more worried, and his heart sank for no reason.

"Can you take a step to talk." The subordinate looked at Hua Qiangwei beside Jiang Fengwan, with a puzzled expression on his face.

"Let's go, go out and talk." Seeing his subordinate looking at Hua Qiangwei like this at night, Jiang Feng understood that what the subordinate wanted to say must have something to do with Hua Qiangwei. walked back.

...

"What is it?" In the corridor of the hotel, Jiang Fengwan hugged his elbow with both fists, with a serious expression on his face.

What is it that is in such a hurry to avoid Hua Qiangwei?
"Mr. Xie is critically ill." The subordinate looked at Jiang Fengwan's face and said anxiously.

"What did you say? Mr. Xie is critically ill?" When Jiang Fengwan heard the news, he jumped up and almost fell down.

"Boss Jiang." Seeing Jiang Fengwan's behavior, the subordinates hurriedly supported him.

Needless to ask, the subordinates also know the reason for Jiang Feng's party. Because of Hua Qiangwei's affairs these days, Jiang Fengwan has been in a state of high load and high operation. He sleeps for three hours a day, which has lasted for almost half a month.

Such intensity, even if placed in front of any healthy person, would be very exhausting, not to mention Jiang Fengwan's famous hypotension and hypoglycemia.

Lack of sleep could be fatal to Jiang Fengwan.

"I'm fine." Jiang Fengwan silently leaned against the wall, and waited until his dizziness had improved a lot, then silently waved to his subordinates who looked at him with concern, indicating that he was fine.

"Isn't Mr. Xie always in good health, and he just returned from Switzerland, why is he suddenly critically ill?"

"Looks like I saw the news that Miss Hua and Third Young Master Ye made today..."

"..." After Jiang Fengwan listened to his subordinates, he remained silent for a long time.

"Have you found out why you were notified of critical illness?" Jiang Fengwan silently took out a cigarette, and began to puff out the clouds in a very melancholy manner.

"Sudden cerebral thrombosis."

"Sudden cerebral thrombosis!?" After Jiang Fengwan heard about the cause, he only felt that his head, which had just begun to clear up a little, began to faint again.

I don't know if Hua Qiangwei's water is retrograde, or because of his bad luck, why are these things happening one after another?

With so many things mixed together, even I feel complicated and unbearable, so what should Hua Qiangwei do?
"Boss Jiang, smoking is not allowed in the hotel corridors." The subordinate watched Jiang Fengwan's self-abuse-like puffing, and persuaded tremblingly.

"I want to smoke, so I smoke."

"Do you know a popular saying? What I smoke is not cigarettes, but loneliness."

"I think this sentence is also suitable for me."

"What I smoke is not cigarettes, but melancholy."

"Such a big matter, so difficult, and it appears at this critical juncture, is it trying to torture me to death or Hua Qiangwei? Hmm?" Jiang Fengwan happened to be so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger. Seeing that this subordinate was not afraid of death, he aimed at his gun If you hit it, you can no longer stop the fire in your heart.Disgusted and complained, he jumped out desperately.

After several rounds of artillery fire, the subordinates who were almost bombarded couldn't find Bei.

"Boss Jiang...I..." The subordinate looked at Jiang Fengwan who had suddenly turned into a Tucao emperor, and wanted to cry without tears.

"Okay, wait until I finish smoking." Jiang Fengwan lifted his cigarette butt, the meaning was very clear.

"But... but the hotel doesn't allow smoking." The subordinate said that his delicate face was wrinkled into a steamed bun face, and seeing Jiang Fengwan's vigorous smoking posture, he retorted weakly.

"Not allowed to smoke? Let me see if your head is not pumped..." Jiang Fengwan glanced at his subordinate depressedly, wishing to throw away his head and see if it contained grass.

In this world, in his Jiang Fengwan's dictionary, there is no prohibition or prohibition.

What he wants to do, which step he wants to achieve, all depends on what he likes. When is it the turn of others to make irresponsible remarks in front of him?

……

"Is Mr. Xie's condition stable?" Grandma and Feng Wan stubbed out the cigarette butts before asking in fear.

He was very afraid that something would happen to Xie Yun, and he had no reason other than worrying about Hua Qiangwei.

Now that something happened to Xie Yun, Hua Qiangwei was imprisoned, and he was under attack, what should he do now?

"Still in surgery for now."

"Still in surgery?"

"When was Mr. Xie sent to the hospital! Huh?"

"Two hours ago, the first time I fell ill and fainted."

"That's okay. Now that medical science is advanced, it's not impossible to rescue him." Hearing that Xie Yun was sent to the hospital immediately, Jiang Fengwan felt a little relieved.

It was discovered early, sent to the doctor in time, coupled with advanced technology, and the Hua family was not short of the rescue cost, presumably Xie Yun's recovery rate is still very high.

"Then..." The subordinate tremblingly looked inside the door, hesitating to speak.

"When it comes to Hua Qiangwei, I will handle it myself. Has Ye Qilin contacted Ye yet?"

"Hit, three times."

"Okay, I see, you guys pay close attention to the movement at the door, and then prepare a woman's clothes, hat, mask and sunglasses."

"What style of clothes? Miss Hua often wear?"

"No, sports style." Jiang Fengwan thought about Hua Qiangwei's usual attire, most of them were socialite style or fashion style, and sportswear was only worn when exercising, so he chose the sportswear style without hesitation.

"Okay." The subordinates gave Jiang Fengwan an appreciative glance. The president is indeed the president, and all of this can be imagined.

Because it took a long time and Ye Qilin couldn't get in touch with Ye, he would definitely be very anxious. After thinking about it for a while, Ye Qilin would definitely send someone over to check on Ye's situation again.

And Ye Qilin's people are very likely to confront them, and at this time, Hua Qiangwei has already changed to another person under the president's attire, and then put on a mask and sunglasses, probably passing by Ye Qilin's people in time, Ye Qilin People may not be able to recognize it.

Miaomiaomiao.

"Don't do it yet?!" Jiang Fengwan seemed to have thought of a good idea, and couldn't help but hook his lips.

Sports style, I don't know how happy Hua Qiangwei is wearing it.

"Yes Yes Yes."

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"Third Young Master Ye, as a successful person, a multinational corporation, and the president of a listed company, don't you know that twisted melons are not sweet?" Taking the lead, the calligraphers and painters who must help Xie Yun complete the dissolution of the engagement relationship between his granddaughter Hua Qiangwei and Ye Qilin cut to the chase, relying on their age and seniority to express their goals.

"Whether the twisted melon is sweet or not, I don't know, but I know not to look at or judge others with my own eyes." Ye Qilin looked at the group of people with a sneer, and shot back without hesitation.

Originally, when a man was interrupted at such a time, he would feel a thousand and ten thousand upsets, but he didn't expect that this group of people would be so unafraid of death to hit their guns.

They want to find a sense of existence from themselves, who said that they must look at their works and status to give them face?
"You, you... We are also your elders. What kind of attitude do you have? How do you talk to us?" A group of domineering, well-educated masters of calligraphy and painting were robbed by Ye Qilin, and their faces changed instantly. , so exciting.

"Ahem, Ye Qilin, how do you talk to these famous teachers? Don't you know the dignity of the old and the young?" Seeing Ye Qilin's sharpness, Ye Zhao, who was at the side, was secretly refreshed, but at the same time, he did not forget to be superficially friendly. Troubleshooter.

"Hehe, old and young are superior and inferior, is it possible that old people can talk indiscriminately?" Ye Qilin saw Ye Zhao's appearance of harmony on the surface, but his heart was already happy, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

... Am I too idle?Actually discussing these with a group of old stubborn here.

"This, this, this..." Under the double attack of Ye Zhao and Ye Qilin, a group of people were so powerless to fight back that they couldn't even speak.

"Besides, what is a twisted melon that is not sweet? How do the elders know that this melon is not happy?"

"Third Young Master Ye, Ming people don't speak dark words, Qiangwei and you, I'm afraid that the fate is over, we don't support you to continue to maintain an engaged relationship." Everyone held back for a long time, after all, their hearts were hardened, and they said it clearly. 
Wealth and wealth are sought in danger, since they have come, how can they return empty-handed.

If this trip helps Xie Yun realize her wish, Xie Yun will be happy, whether it is supporting them in the calligraphy and painting circle, or teaching some personal techniques, it will be enough for them to make this trip worthwhile.

"That's right, Third Young Master Ye, you are a dragon among men, you are young and promising, and you are as rich as a country. Frankly speaking, do you have any kind of fiancée you want? Why are you so obsessed with Hua Qiangwei?"

"Oh? Then I'm going to ask, everyone cares about Hua Qiangwei so much, but who is Hua Qiangwei?"

"We are Qiangwei's uncles, and we can be regarded as watching Qiangwei grow up."

"Okay, let me ask again. You guys are here to clarify your thoughts on getting Hua Qiangwei and me into a marriage contract, but it is Hua Qiangwei, Hua Ji, or any entrustment from Hua Qiangwei." Ye Qilin nodded to everyone, generously. He smiled to show his understanding, but in the next moment, the words he said made all the calligraphers and painters blush.

How could they have been entrusted by the Hua family, the reason why they came here was just to know Xie Yun's thoughts by accident, and wanted to do something to please Xie Yun.