Is President Gu bankrupt today?

Just 10 minutes after Ling Ze left home, the doorbell rang again. Qiao went to open the door thinking that Ling Ze had returned, and said with a smile, "Did you forget to bring something?"

He was stunned when he opened the door. Although he only saw the person at the door once, he was deeply impressed. Although he had gray hair and was leaning on a cane, he could still feel the vigorous spirit.

He knew that the Ling family had a lot of complaints about his marriage with Ling Ze, and the one who was most dissatisfied was this old man Ling, who was also his lover's grandfather. He knew that this old man didn't like him very much. It can be read in the eyes.

"Old Mr. Ling." Qiao still politely gave way to let them in.

The old man was not polite, he didn't even say a word, he went straight past him and walked into the living room, he didn't sit down directly, but looked around the layout of the room, including the kitchen, bedroom and study, Qiao secretly rejoiced Fortunately, the bedroom is relatively tidy, otherwise I am afraid that I will be hunted down by the Ling family.

He didn't know what he was looking for. After going around, he finally went back to the living room and sat on the sofa without saying a word. The accompanying housekeeper stood beside him, holding an unknown Box for what.

Although he didn't beat or scold him, such a silent response only made him more nervous. The calm before the storm is the most terrifying.

"With the liberty to ask, what's the reason for your visit to the humble house?" Qiao couldn't speak Chinese well when he was nervous, and all the polite words he had learned before came out. Coupled with his standard deep face, he seemed nondescript.

However, Mr. Ling has seen the big world, and he can sit still in such a scene, but the housekeeper was the first to bear and almost laughed out loud. Fortunately, he held back, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising .

In order to cover up his embarrassment of wanting to laugh, the housekeeper said first, "Mr. Qiao, please sit down."

It seemed that he was the guest. Although Joe was dissatisfied, he sat down hesitantly because of the old man.

Mr. Ling turned his head to look at him, and it took him a long time before he spoke, "If I guess right, your full name is Joe Lee. Your grandfather started from scratch and opened a hotel in country A, and gradually built it in your father's generation. Family business, opened 15 hotel chains in country A."

Qiao's face darkened when he heard the old man's first words, and his face became darker as he continued to speak. His respect for him as an elder was gone, and he sneered coldly, "Old Ling The investigation of the sir is really careful enough."

"Speaking of which, I also met your grandfather once at a banquet, but I was the guest of honor presenting the award, and he was probably just one of thousands of attendees."

Joe is not an idiot, and he could hear the words in his words, "Why do you have to go around the corner? Don't you just want to tell me that my ancestors' business is less than one-thousandth of Ling's, and the gap between me and Ling Ze is also worlds apart. .”

Old Master Ling snorted coldly, "For you are self-aware."

"So what, your Ling family's net worth is thousands of times mine, but you are not willing to give him a thousandth of it, and although I only have a thousandth of it, I am willing to give him a thousandth of it." Qiao Yin held back his anger and said.

The old man was stunned for a few seconds without saying a word, and beckoned the butler to give him what was in his hand.

It turned out that there was a painting in the wooden box. Qiao opened the painting in doubt. It was one of the few posthumous works of the painter Ling Ze admired the most.

"This is Master Zhang's painting?" Qiao didn't know what he meant by this move. Could it be that he wanted to use a 100 million painting to send himself away from Ling Ze?It was so angry and funny.

After all, the old man is still an old Jianghu, and he can read the meaning of his expression at a glance. He has been observing Joe's every move since he walked into the room, and he has not let go of any tiny movement.

"Do you think I'm here to break up you today?" The old man spoke up first, but Joe was caught off guard, so he couldn't make trouble.

"I, I didn't think so." Qiao retorted guiltily, but he did have this idea after the old man entered the door, especially after hearing that his wealth was investigated by the old man, "It's just that you put my family first. Check it out."

"Nonsense, if I don't know what's going on with you? Just because you want to take my grandson away?"

Seems to make sense?Wait, Qiao finally came to his senses, the old man didn't know if he objected, and even agreed with his marriage with Ling Ze, "What do you mean?"

"This painting is a meeting gift for you." The butler couldn't help giving a thumbs up when he heard it, or he was a chicken thief, and gave a pair of Ling Ze's favorite paintings to Qiao as a meeting gift. Turning his head, the painting is still in Ling Ze's hands, which not only wins favors but also saves money.

Qiao painted under his hands, smiling happily, and even changed his address, "Thank you, Grandpa."

Hearing the voice that Ling Ze had never called out from Qiao's mouth, it seemed as if Ling Ze had shouted it himself, the old man was somewhat relieved, and he was no longer as serious as when he first came.

Since Ling Ze entered the door of the Ling family, he has acted out of line, without any regard for the family's reputation, and caused a lot of trouble. He has always been cold-hearted towards Ling Ze. He originally hoped that he could get rid of those bad habits, but unexpectedly, something happened instead. The gap grew wider and wider, so that the old man drove him out of Ling's house angrily, but Ling Ze was also stubborn, and he was unwilling to bow his head even after he had been away for several years.

In recent years, perhaps as he grew older, he felt more and more that as long as his family was by his side, it was a great happiness. Especially after Ling Yao's car accident, he was even more worried. As long as these children were healthy Living a healthy life, what else can I ask for?

The butler secretly laughed after hearing his words, and joked, "Sir, if you heard what you said 30 years ago, you must be so angry that you beat someone."

Grandpa Ling also smiled, "No matter what age, people are always growing up."

■

When Ling Ze walked into the ward empty-handed, Gu Yunyi was smiling at the apples without complaint, while Ling Yao was leaning on the hospital bed, staring at Gu Yunyi's peeled apples without blinking. A half-peeled apple.

"Brother, come as soon as you come, why don't you bring anything?" The eldest cousin sat on the sofa and gnawed on an apple and muttered.

Bring something?He glanced at the piles of gifts on the table, do you need any more?Asked back, "Then did you bring it?"

The eldest cousin said confidently, "I didn't bring it."

Gu Yunyi raised his head and added, "I also took an apple by the way."

"You cut so much and it's a waste if you don't eat it. Do you understand that I'm thrifty?" the big cousin said blindly.

"Go away." Ling Ze rolled his eyes, pushed him aside, and sat in the seat where his eldest cousin was originally sitting.

The eldest cousin didn't dare to offend Ling Ze, and he couldn't express his suffering, so he said flatteringly, "Brother Ling Ze, do you want to eat apples?"

Before he finished speaking, he heard a soft "click." The apple peel broke again from the middle.

Ling Yao on the hospital bed and Gu Yunyi beside the bed stared at the eldest cousin together.

Ling Ze, who was still out of the situation, was at a loss, "What are you doing? They seem to want to kill you."

The eldest cousin is also wronged, he is thousands of miles away from the two of them, just to say a word, can the hatred of breaking the apple skin be laid on him? "Brother Ling Ze, I think you can buy me a pot."

"Buy a pot and stew you to feed the pigs?"

The eldest cousin was so angry that he gritted his teeth and explained to Ling Ze, "The princess said that if she wanted to eat apples, she had to keep peeling the apples, because people say that if the peel of the apple is broken, it will be broken." It means it is poisonous, and someone wants to kill him."

Ling Ze glanced at the half-drawn apple left in the elder cousin's hand, "Then you are going to die of poison now."

"Is he going to die?" Ling Yao raised his head suddenly, pointed at his eldest cousin and asked Gu Yunyi.

I couldn't hear so many words, but when I heard this one, my cousin almost vomited blood on the spot, "That's right, I'm still short of breath."

The eldest cousin was joking, but Ling Yao nodded seriously, and said to Gu Yunyi very seriously, "Look, I said that apples whose skin can be cut off are poisonous."

Gu Yunyi rubbed his reddish fingers, come on, let's continue peeling.

Ling Ze asked his eldest cousin in a low voice, "When will Yaoyao get better?"

"The doctor said maybe, next month if you're lucky."

"Is it bad luck?"

"In the next life." Everyone has gradually adapted to Ling Yao's current state. Although the speech is not normal, and they don't remember who they are, and their tempers and personalities are not the same as before, they are gradually accepting everyone's existence and letting go of their guard .

Ignoring those inexplicable storylines fabricated by the subconscious, the current him is more like Ling Yao when he was a child.

"It's fine now." Ling Ze looked at Ling Yao and said.

"why?"

"Look at him now, at least he is not so tired from life."

Hearing what Ling Ze said, the eldest cousin realized that the current him is at least innocent and carefree. He has relieved the heavy burden and no longer competes with himself, but is more real.

The phone rang suddenly, and Ling Ze glanced at the name of Joe written on the screen. The eldest cousin saw it with drooping eyes, clicked tut three times, and received three punches at the same time.

"Hey."

"Honey, your grandpa came home just now."

"Did he make things difficult for you?" Ling Ze knew the old man's methods, and immediately became nervous.

"No, he said let's have dinner at home together another day."

"You mean the old man of the Ling family?" Ling Ze asked in surprise.

"I also sent Master Zhang's painting." Qiao adhered to the principle of not taking the public's needles and threads, and reported the truth.

......

After Ling Ze hung up the phone, he was a little skeptical of the world, and before he got over the shock of the old man's initiative to reconcile, he heard Ling Yao applaud and praised Gu Yun, "Brother, you are amazing!"

And the elder brother himself was a guilty conscience, cut the apple into pieces and passed it to Ling Yao's mouth. No one knew how he managed to make Ling Yao call his elder brother.