Sweet pet and sweet love: my thousand gold wife

No wonder Jiang Heyan was unwilling to let the company return to Jiang's, which should be equal to Jiang's annual profit.

"How about it, third uncle's company is not bad."

Glancing at Jiang Guinong's surprised expression, Jiang Heyan took a sip of tea and said a little arrogantly.

"Not only is it good, third uncle, your assets should be able to buy Jiang's."

Jiang Guinong boldly guessed.

"The Jiang family in charge of the eldest brother is not good, but the Jiang family in Jiang Heting's hands can be bought."

Jiang Heyan thought for a moment, then nodded.

"Third Uncle, you can hand over your management to me in the future."

Hearing this, Jiang Guinong's eyes shined brightly.

Jiang Heyan officially went abroad, but it took only 20 years. How long has passed, and it has grown to such a huge extent.

"That's natural. My management experience will not be lost. However, if you want my management experience, the premise is that you must also ask for my company. Otherwise, the experience will not be given."

Hearing Jiang Heyan's words, Jiang Guinong was originally happy, but after hearing the second half, he became discouraged.

If she didn't know the size of Jiang Heyan's company, she might still want it. Now that she knows those net assets, how dare she want it.

"Third Uncle, it's still early for you to retire, don't worry."

Jiang Guinong pushed the agreement back to Jiang Heyan's side.

"You, I knew you wouldn't sign, but it doesn't matter, when you make up your mind, just come back and get it yourself."

After all, Jiang Heyan put the things into the drawer under the coffee table.

"You child, if you gave this money away to others for nothing, you would be happy to accept it, and you don't want it."

Fang Fang, who watched the whole process, was a little helpless. Although he regarded money as dung, he didn't expect Jiang Guinong, a young man, to do the same.

"If Uncle Poison likes it, let Third Uncle give it to you."

Hearing this, Jiang Guinong smiled and joked with Fang Fang.

"Okay, I'll turn your company into my medical research base, and move my greenhouse to the president's office."

Fang Fang looked very satisfied, and thought about it with a face of comfort.

Seeing the smiling faces of these two people, Jiang Heyan also hooked the corners of his mouth.

At this time, at the airport in country c, a passenger plane landed steadily.

"Uncle Chen, long time no see."

Jiang Wenxuan recognized the person picking up the plane at first glance.

"Master, I haven't seen you for so many years, I almost don't recognize you."

Uncle Chen looked at Jiang Wenxuan with joy in his eyes.

"I haven't been here for more than ten years. Uncle Chen, you have changed a lot."

Jiang Wenxuan looked at the sky with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Let's go, young master, the master is still waiting for you."

Uncle Chen took Jiang Wenxuan's suitcase, and then led him into the car.

Sitting in the car, Jiang Wenxuan kept staring out the window, observing the changes in the country.

"It's been more than ten years, and nothing seems to have changed."

Looking at those familiar buildings, Jiang Wenxuan started talking with Uncle Chen in the front seat.

"Yeah, but ah, it's all cultural heritage now, and our company has really changed a lot."

"That's right, uncle is in the company now, right?"

Hearing this, Jiang Wenxuan froze for a moment, and asked immediately.

At this time, Uncle Chen in the front row laughed.

"No, the master heard that you were coming, so he pushed off an important meeting, and waited for you to go back at home."

After half an hour's drive, the car drove into a very quaint villa area, and the buildings with national characteristics made Jiang Wenxuan instantly feel cordial.

When Jiang Wenxuan got out of the car, a middle-aged man with traces of silver in his hair greeted Jiang Wenxuan.

"Wenxuan."

"Uncle." Jiang Wenxuan looked at the middle-aged man coldly and tearfully, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"You've had a hard time on the road, let's go and enter the house."

The middle-aged man looked at Jiang Wenxuan lovingly, and entered the room side by side with him.

"Your aunt and cousin have gone on vacation, and they won't be back until the day after tomorrow. My parents are in the old house, and I'll send someone to pick them up at night."

In the house, apart from the servants, there were only Jiang Wenxuan and the man, and he quickly explained to Jiang Wenxuan.

"I came in a hurry this time too, it's okay."

Jiang Wenxuan smiled gently, not seeming to mind at all.

"That's good, let's eat first, it's all your favorite food."

Looking at the familiar dishes on the table, Jiang Wenxuan's eyes were a little moved.

After the meal, the man took Jiang Wenxuan upstairs.

"Since your mother passed away, you seldom come back. Your grandparents don't know how much they miss you."

The man and Jiang Wenxuan came to a bedroom, and the man gently opened the door.

Inside the house, there are still familiar furnishings. On the walls, there are pictures of a woman whose face is very similar to that of Jiang Wenxuan.

"We haven't touched your mother's room either, it's still the same."

The man looked at the picture of Jiang Wenxuan's mother on the wall, his eyes were full of kindness.

Jiang Wenxuan walked into the room and looked at the furnishings in the room, feeling even more sad.

"Uncle, how did my mother die in the first place?"

After Jiang Wenxuan looked around, he asked the doubts in his heart all the time.

"Why did you suddenly remember to ask this?"

The smile on the man's face froze immediately after Jiang Wenxuan spoke, as if he hadn't thought of Jiang Wenxuan's question.

"After so many years, none of you are willing to tell me the truth. What happened back then, shouldn't I know the truth?"

As he said that, Jiang Wenxuan became emotional. After so many years, many years have passed, he didn't even know the truth about his mother's death.

"Wenxuan, don't get excited, just listen to what uncle told you."

Seeing Jiang Wenxuan's excited look, the man was also a little sad.

"Uncle, why on earth do you have to keep this matter from me? What's the secret behind it?"

"It's not that uncle doesn't want to tell you about it, but that you can't know about it. Listen to uncle and stop worrying about it, okay?"

The man tried to evade, but was still unwilling to tell Jiang Wenxuan.

Hearing the man whispering in his ear, Jiang Wenxuan's eyes gradually turned red.

"You just need to know that although your mother is gone, her heart will always be by your side. If you live a good life, she will be very happy."

The man persuaded Jiang Wenxuan word by word, but he didn't mention anything else.

"You've said these words for many years, but the more I don't know, the more curious I am, why my mother left suddenly, how could she have the heart to leave me behind because she loves me so much."

Tears rolled down Jiang Wenxuan's cheeks. At this moment, he seemed like a helpless child, expressing his inner sadness.

"I'll tell you when the time is right. It's not the time yet. Listen to your uncle and live a good life. Don't think about these things anymore."