Rebirth of the rich and powerful

Seeing what he wanted to know for a long time, Jiang Yun remained calm and left the strange Heming Garden with the others.

The quaint manor built on the hillside is gradually disappearing from sight. It seems that there are many stories hidden there, but it is empty, like an old ghost wandering around.

Jiang Yun let out a long sigh.

"What's wrong, beauty?" Tan Su asked.

Jiang Yun shook his head: "It's nothing, I just feel a little emotional."

"That's not right!" Tan Su also slapped his thigh, "It's a waste of money for such a good hot spring manor to be taken by someone who doesn't like hot springs!"

He turned his head and asked First Young Master Wen: "Why didn't your mother help manage Heming Garden at the beginning?"

First Young Master Wen knocked him hard again.

"It's a pity. I probably won't come here again. It's a pity that the hot spring water in the pool is good. It is said that there is a high hot spring in it. I haven't tried the taste of hot spring eggs yet." Tan Su smacked his lips regretfully. .

Jiang Yun couldn't help but glanced back again, he always felt that his fate with this manor was not over yet, and he was afraid that there would be some stories in the future.

But now... he finally left, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

After returning, the first thing he did was to hire someone to investigate the couple in detail. The other person had already checked it, and this time he borrowed the newly expanded network to check it again.

In his previous life, Jiang Yun had come into contact with many people of various religions and nine streams. Once reborn, money paved the way, and these relationships were picked up quickly. The small movements of passers-by are very convenient.

Three days later, he got the investigation report. This report was written in nonsense, but the content was very detailed. The big one had three generations of ancestors and various relatives, and the young one had the third girlfriend talked about by their son. The daughter of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop next door to my hometown, her daughter was just chased by a little bastard in school not long ago, and so on, I wrote dozens of pages in eloquence.

After Jiang Yun read them one by one, it was strange to find that the couple usually lived reclusively, and their interpersonal relationship was very simple. At least in the past three months, they hadn't had any contact with any of Jiang's family members.

The young man who walked with them was Cheng Hai, one of the many illegitimate children of the family, and his mother was a distant cousin of the couple.Cheng Hai usually doesn't attract much attention, and the people around him also comment on him as being honest and low-key, not promising.

Similarly, this person has no connection with the Jiang family.

This is strange.

Jiang Yun originally thought that someone within the Jiang family was tripping him up, but he didn't expect to find out anything now.

He was also not sure whether it had nothing to do with the Jiang family, or whether the reborn butterfly wings changed the course of events.

This matter is unclear, and he always has a stalk in his heart. After all, an enemy who does not know where he is is much more dangerous than a fierce opponent who was exposed early. Jiang Yun is not sure whether this person will suddenly appear in the shadows. Give him a moment.

But if it's really not someone from the Jiang family, he can put this matter aside for the time being, because the real big crisis is coming soon.

But this time, he had already spotted his opponent beforehand, so no matter how cunning and vicious the opponent was, as long as he kept his eyes on that person's claws, Jiang Yun would have taken most of the opportunities.

It's just that this time he got Jiang's costume, he was indeed a conspicuous target, but in his previous life, why did he have to be so eager to kill him?

Jiang Yun has never thought about this question.

No matter what, the opponent has already started to arrange, and all Jiang Yun can do now is to wait quietly, and then counter the enemy with one move.

This is the helplessness of the reborn.

Even if he yells out now, there is no evidence to prove that the person is really planning to do something bad, and there is no proof that Jiang Yun is the one who is targeting him.

Fortunately, Jiang Yun has now grasped the time and place of the other party's attack, and he has learned the details after experiencing the last time. At other times, he doesn't even need extra precautions, as long as he acts like a hardworking and fanatical workaholic , Dedicate yourself to company management and design sketches.

This is something he loves from the bottom of his heart, and he doesn't pretend to be it.

During the period, Zhang Qingli came to report to him several times, mainly about the preliminary preparations for the Taobei 520 event and the effect of the subsequent activities. Contrary to everyone's expectations, it was almost twenty times more than usual.

Zhang Qingli was very excited when she mentioned this, and she has achieved a lot.

"Only twenty times?" Jiang Yun casually held the pen and continued to draw on the paper, "Then there will be times when you will be surprised."

"Speaking of which, do you know Shi Jingtong?" Jiang Yun suddenly asked Zhang Qingli, as if chatting.

"Manager Shi?" Zhang Qingli was taken aback, and organized her words in her mind, "He is very nice, with a very gentle temper. I have never seen him lose his temper, and his ability is not bad. By the way, he has never been married."

Jiang Yun still had that nonchalant expression, and said casually: "He's not too young, has he never had a date, or is there a story?"

"I'm not sure, how about I help you find out." It was rare that the boss wanted to gossip with her, and Zhang Qingli felt very regretful and ashamed that she couldn't provide detailed information.

"Okay." Jiang Yun seemed to ask casually.

That afternoon, Zhang Qingli came with a stomach full of rumors.

The story is quite complicated, to the effect that when Shi Jingtong was young, he dated a little girl, but the little girl kicked him for being too poor and loving the rich, and later she met a divorced woman in the company with a child. After being ambiguous for a while, it was a pity that the man later remarried with his ex-husband, and after that, he remained single all the time.

"Interesting," Jiang Yun smiled, as if he was just listening to an anecdote that had nothing to do with him, "It's really interesting."

Shi Jingtong is a very important person, to be honest, Jiang Yun didn't expect it either.

He didn't have a bad impression of this man, what's more, Shi Jingtong still kept his father's drawing and gave it to himself.

In his previous life, he didn't even have any contact with this person!

Jiang Yun draws a net on paper that only he can understand. This net is very complicated, and there are many places hidden in the dark at the edge of the net. However, when the net is completely lifted, many things must be The truth can also be revealed.

Finally the day has come.

It was an apparently calm day, sunny and business as usual.

Mrs. Jiang still had a fixed wake-up time every day, a fixed exercise route, and a similar type of breakfast. He ate the rough bread buns carefully, casually flipping through the newspaper that had just been delivered, when he suddenly received a phone call.

"Another one..." He was in a trance for a while, and slowly put down the microphone.

"What's wrong with the old man." His wife was a little panicked.

"Another one is gone, we old fellows, soon there will be no one left." Sitting on the sofa, he patted his thigh with emotion.

"Which one is gone?" His wife asked hurriedly.

"Old Ou." Old Master Jiang said.

Old Ou is one of Mrs. Jiang's close friends and an important shareholder of Ziyuan Group. He was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer last year. He survived for a whole year, but he still couldn't make it through.

Mrs. Jiang took her two sons to offer condolences, because it was the weekend, and the younger generations of the family were at home and did not go out.

Jiang Xiangya has been depressed a lot lately, and she always looks sleepy and listless. She is staying in her room at this time, staring at a photo in a daze, flicking the phone in her hand, but hesitates not to type it out.

After a while, she finally made up her mind and dialed the phone.

Jiang Xiangyu seemed to have just gotten up from the bed, his eyes were still dazed, he raised his hand to look at the watch on his hand, the time was exactly pointing to 10:30 in the morning.

He yawned, stood up, opened the door and went out.

Two carefree seven-year-old boys are playing on the lawn. It rained yesterday. Although the ground is dry, the grass is still a little wet. The children are happily rolling in the grass, and the clothes are stained with dew and grass roots. Their escort nervously called the names of the two people behind, trying to stop the boy's nonsense, but unfortunately it was of no avail.

Jiang Yun stood quietly in front of the mirror, looking at himself. He looked at the young and immature face, the smooth and undisturbed neck, and the gray thorn rose tattoo on his chest, and then took a deep breath.

At this time, he also received a call.

At the beginning of the drama, no one is the protagonist, and everyone seems to be the protagonist. Everyone will step on the stage one by one, and take turns to play their own lives.