Is the target of the strategy darkened? Then die again

At this time, Jiang Wendong, who came down from upstairs and stood at the escalator, seemed to have never heard Qin Yili's words, with a smile on his face: "Isn't this Yili? When did you come back? I was on Weibo I saw your news on the Internet, it’s quite good, you can compete with other movie stars on the same stage and you won’t be left behind.”

Taunting him?

As he walked over, Jiang Wendong said: "It's just that you are the young master of the Jiang family. How can you act like an actor for people's entertainment? You can have fun, but don't take it too seriously. My brother has a project that has just generated a revenue of 100 million. If you If you want it, I’ll give it to you to play with.”

Qin Yili, who was half full after eating and had long legs and feet, quickly stood up from the sofa.

This made Jiang Wendong, who was about to approach the sofa, freeze in place.

Memories that had been shrouded in darkness resurfaced.

He staggered back two steps and looked at the person walking towards him in horror.

Jiang Xinghuai also stood up suddenly: "Yili!"

Stopping two steps away from Jiang Wendong, Qin Yili looked down at the man who was only about 1.7 meters tall, and smiled with his fangs showing: "Oh, you don't think I'm going to do something to you, do you? Why? Maybe, by the way, what did you just call me?"

Being coerced to this point, Jiang Wendong's face turned red, and the sights of the servants around him turned into sharp arrows poking into his lungs.

But he really didn't dare to shout with Qin Yili.

Who the hell can be madder than mental illness!

"I made a mistake." He said this with great humiliation, his eyes filled with hatred for Qin Yili.

Qin Yili, who didn't care about the clown's hatred, smiled and patted his head: "Be careful when you speak next time, otherwise it will be bad if your tongue is gone."

madman!

Sooner or later, he will make Qin Yili kneel on the ground and beg for mercy!

After patting the head, Qin Yili's eyes flashed with disgust: "You are such an old man, why don't you pay attention to hygiene? You are too dirty."

After saying that, he picked up the wet paper towel on the coffee table and wiped his hands, and then went to the kitchen to wash his hands. At the same time, he shouted: "Where is this dish soap? It's so sticky and disgusting." "

Jiang Wendong: "..."

That's the hair wax he put on his head, it's not a dirty thing at all!

Jiang Wendong, who was falsely accused of being unhygienic out of thin air, was so angry that his face was twisted.

"dad……"

Jiang Xing glared at him with hatred: "Useless thing!"

He had been teaching him personally for so long, yet he was provoked into losing his mind by just a few words. It was a waste of time for him to lose his mind.

Qin Yili patiently cleaned his fingers before slowly coming out of the kitchen, holding a plate of washed purple grapes in his hand.

He leaned lazily on the sofa, crossed his legs, held the raisin in his mouth, and spit it out.

Jiang Xinghuai frowned at that look, but he didn't keep talking about it.

On the contrary, Jiang Wendong's heart was full of resentful anger.

Normally, his father would talk to him for a long time whenever his spoon touched the plate. Why was Qin Yili so unruly that he didn't say a word?

"I heard from Bowen that your entertainment company is doing very well?"

"Yeah, I don't know either."

"You didn't create the starlight by yourself? How could you not be clear about it?" His perfunctory answer made Jiang Xinghuai's tone increase by three points.

"You put Du Bowen next to me just because you wanted him to replace me. I didn't follow your advice and leave all the company's decisions to him." Qin Yili ate the grapes innocently.

After spitting out the skin in his mouth, he suddenly realized: "Ah, if it is profitable, I remember it had a book of one billion a year ago, and it is estimated to have doubled this year."

Jiang Wendong only felt the slaps hitting his face one after another.

Just now, he said in front of Qin Yili that he would give him a project that made a profit of 100 million yuan, but he had already made ten times the profit last year, and he only returned to the country last year and had never been exposed to any business before. .

This is simply trampling his dignity under his feet!

Jiang Xinghuai didn't expect that he would guess his purpose, but even if he knew it well, he still had to do it on the surface.

"You just want to have fun all day long. Dad is worried that you will waste the company, so he asked Bowen to come over and help you. If you are willing to do things on your own, can dad let him go?"

"Okay."

"..."

There was nothing strange on the face of the scheming Jiang Xinghuai, but Du Bowen's figure tensed up for a moment.

but--

"Yili, if you want to take some time off one day, you can call me brother - ahem, you can call me over to help you look after it." No one will have trouble with Qian, no matter how much he hates Qin Yili, Jiang Wendong will do it in front of Qian You can still pretend to be kind.

Look, the only fool present.

This familiar stupidity made Qin Yili focus on him. In Jiang Wendong's excited eyes, he smiled: "Okay."

His neat agreement shocked everyone present.

Even Jiang Wendong didn't expect it to be so easy. As long as he could see Xingguang's profit bills, he could make a profit from it!

"That's it!"

“胡闹！”

Jiang Xinghuai scolded Jiang Wendong sternly: "That's your brother's property. If you go over to help, what will it look like if it spreads?"

"Dad, I..."

"Shut up! Let Bowen manage Xingguang." Jiang Xinghuai said firmly to stop Jiang Wendong from speaking again.

"Yes."

As he said this, Jiang Wendong secretly glared at Du Bowen. What kind of bad luck did a poor college student who was specially recruited into Jiang's family have to make his father value him so much?

Du Bowen has an upright figure, and his expression remains unchanged even if he is in a whirlpool.

Qin Yili, who had stirred up the trouble, half-smiled and put the plate he had eaten most of on the coffee table: "Okay, now that it's all said and done, can I go?"

Jiang Xinghuai called him over because Qin Yili had been so peaceful in the past few months, so peaceful that it was suspicious.

"You haven't stayed at home a few times in the past year since you returned to China. You didn't attend the banquets held for you. You spend all day hanging out in the entertainment industry. You can't even have a meal at home?" Jiang Xinghuai's tone changed. From stern to gentle.

Just when Qin Yili was about to say something, his cell phone rang.

It's Yong Jinyao's number.

Almost without thinking, Qin Yili pressed answer.

But after the call was connected, the voice that sounded on the other end was not Yong Jinyao's voice, but the panicked Gao Xiangming: "Jinyao was in a car accident and is now in the hospital for emergency treatment."

The smile on his face instantly disappeared, and Qin Yili's voice was as cold as ice: "The location!"

After Gao Xiangming finished giving the address, he hung up the phone and walked out without saying a word.

Looking at Qin Yili whose expression changed greatly, Jiang Xinghuai's eyes swayed slightly: "Go and find out who made this call."

Who could make his little son, who has been crazy since childhood, show such a terrifying expression?