On the day of the blind date, I had a flash marriage with a wealthy man

When the negotiators on the European side saw Phytolacca, they were not as polite and respectful to him as the people at home.

The other party was sitting on the sofa, with a cold and determined attitude and no room for negotiation.

"Mr. Shang, did I fail to explain clearly, or is there something wrong with your ears that you didn't hear clearly?"

"Li Yan just lost the court hearing yesterday."

"Losing the lawsuit, do you know what losing the lawsuit means?"

"It just so happens that you brought a lawyer here, and your lawyer is also a famous lawyer in the world. If you don't understand what losing a lawsuit means, you should ask him carefully."

The other party's negotiator slowly leaned on the back of the sofa, crossed his legs in front of the coffee table, and looked arrogant.

Phytolacca is completely ignored.

Lawyer Luo next to him felt a suffocating breath in his chest, frowning and glaring over, "Why are you talking to our third master?"

The other party's arrogant smile gradually cooled down.

In an instant, his eyes were full of coldness and sharpness: "Don't forget, you are the one begging us to do things now."

Even Shangwei's chest was filled with a bad breath.

From the time he was born until now, no one has dared to ignore him like this.

But this is not domestic, and Li Yan's matter is by no means a simple business war.

The current international situation is such that overseas Chinese cannot get protection from the local government. They can rob you whenever they want, and they can even lay an unfounded charge on you before they rob you.

Even let you die without a burial place.

That bad breath pressed down on Shang Lu's chest, as if he was weighing down a huge mountain and couldn't breathe.

But he was not offended.

The more this is the case, the more calm you should be.

He sat in front of the sofa, looking elegant and calm, "Tell me your terms."

Today, Phytolacca is in a state of panic.

He had no confidence whatsoever in bailing Li Yan and rescuing him to return to China.

Suppressing some uneasiness and irritability, he waited quietly for the other party to propose unreasonable conditions.

Before the other party's negotiator spoke, a call came in from Phytolacca's cell phone.

Shangluca did not interrupt, stood up, looked at Lawyer Luo, and said to Lawyer Luo in Chinese, "You continue to negotiate with them, and I will take a call."

When Lawyer Luo nodded, Shangwei had already turned around and walked outside.

Looking at the high-rise buildings in a foreign country, although they are full of prosperity and unique style, they are very depressing.

He always felt that this phone call would not bring any good news.

Feeling irritated and depressed, he couldn't help but loosen his tie, walked to the floor-to-ceiling glass window, and then answered Qiao Qiao's call.

"Qiaoer, do you miss me again?"

On the phone, Qiao Qiao tried his best to control his broken and sad emotions.

Hearing Phytolacca's voice, he couldn't control it.

The trembling and suppressed sobs that could not be restrained reached Shanglu's ears.

Shanglu's heart was pinched instantly, and he became extremely nervous. "Qiaoer, don't cry. Tell me carefully, what happened?"

Qiao Qiao was so choked that he could not speak.

At this moment, she was in the rescue room, looking at the old man on the rescue table who had completely lost his vital signs.

He is kind and quiet.

Lying there motionless.

Qiao Qiao's heart felt like it was being pinched by someone, and it hurt so much that she couldn't breathe, "Hubby, dad..."

The voice was so hoarse that even she couldn't hear it clearly.

It was so painful that I had no strength to continue talking.

All that was left were her painful and restrained cries.

Hearing that Shangluca's heart was being pulled hard, he just wanted to fly back immediately, "Qiaoer, what happened? What happened to dad?"

In fact, Phytolacca vaguely already had the answer in his heart.

Before going abroad, he was worried about the old man.

Qiao Qiao's crying at this moment made him feel more at ease and uneasy.

Qiao Qiao endured the heartache and cried with a trembling voice, "Dad is gone... Husband, we won't have a dad anymore..."

Phytolacca was almost paralyzed.

That day, he took a special plane and flew back to Pengcheng.

Li Yan's matter was delayed, leaving only Lawyer Luo to continue the negotiations.

Nothing is more important than dealing with the old man's death.

After Qiao Qiao made the call to Phytolacca, he stayed in front of the rescue station, looking at the peaceful old man for a long time, saying that he didn't want to believe that the old man really left like this.

Deng Jiahui came over to persuade her, "Qiao Qiao, people cannot be resurrected. Let the old man go into an ice coffin. It won't work if he keeps it here forever. The weather is still very high now..."

"Let me and my dad stay for a while, okay?"

Qiao Qiao held the old man's hand and refused to let go.

They were a pair of old, cold hands covered with age spots.

Perhaps because he had just passed away, his hands were still soft and not stiff.

Qiao Qiao put the old man's hand on her face.

There is no other old man in this world who can treat her as well as his own daughter, or even better than his own daughter.

She and the old man were close friends of life and death in times of adversity.

It's Weng's wife.

It is father and daughter.

Better than father and daughter.

The old man's departure seemed to cost her half of her life.

She was in pain by the old man's side, and she was weak and walking like a zombie.

"I will never have a father again..."

Although the old man's life was full of glory and wealth, it was also full of bitterness. He lost his wife in middle age, and his son passed away when he was old and failed to die.

Before leaving, he didn't leave a single last word.

Deng Jiahui saw that Qiao Qiao wanted to guard the old man, so he had no choice but to let her guard him.

Uncle Zhong has always been by Qiao Qiao's side.

Qiao Qiao was immersed in grief and said feebly, "Uncle Zhong, help me inform everyone and let them come to see the old man for the last time."

"I'll inform An An first." Deng Jiahui walked out.

An An still works in a Chinese medicine pharmacy.

I don’t know what’s going on today, but I’m always restless and my eyelids keep twitching.

Until Deng Jiahui appeared in front of An An.

Other colleagues in the Chinese medicine pharmacy called him "Dean". An An didn't want to reveal her identity, so she also called him "Dean".

Deng Jiahui nodded and did not disclose his relationship with An An in front of outsiders. "Qiao Changan, please come out. I have something to do with you."

An An vaguely noticed something from her uncle's depressed mood.

When he walked out, he quickly asked, "Brother-in-law, what happened?"

Under normal circumstances, the uncle, who is the dean, would not meet her directly.

Something big must have happened.

Deng Jiahui's voice was full of sighs and sorrow, "Your grandfather is gone."

An An's legs went weak. She didn't know how she got to Qiao Qiao.

She fell twice because of the pain and weakness, and she didn't know how she got up.

All she knew was that she wanted to see her grandfather.

When I saw my grandfather lying peacefully on the rescue table, with no breathing or pulse, and completely losing all vital signs, the whole world seemed to have become silent.

Only grandpa was left lying there peacefully...