Where are the scumbags? [Quick Transmigration]

Although in the original plot, Zhan Ji's mother also committed suicide by jumping off a building, but that happened when Zhan Ji was in his third year of high school, and now there is no sign of a whole year earlier.Xia Xi was inexplicably confused, and didn't realize it until Zhan Ji left with the head teacher, and immediately chased after him.

The distance between the school and the hospital is not far, and the taxi drives very fast. However, no matter how fast the speed is in this situation, it feels like years.Zhan Ji was very calm from the beginning to the end, at least on the surface he looked very calm, and the inside of the car was also very quiet. Even Xia Xi never said a word, but took the initiative to shake Zhan Ji's hand.

The temperature of Zhan Ji's hands, which had always been high, was a little low at the moment, but Xia Xi's palms were moderately warm because of the thick clothes he wore today, and the shallow temperature seemed to be transmitted along the skin to the heart.Zhan Ji paused for a moment, then slowly lowered his head, quietly looking at the palms of the two people, and finally squeezed the other's slender jade hand little by little.

So tight, it was as if he was holding all of him.

Time seemed to speed up again because of a pair of holding hands, the taxi drove to the destination in a blink of an eye, the building where the accident happened in the hospital has been cordoned off, and everyone who has nothing to do with it is stopped outside, only Zhan Ji is released. went in.The hands of the two separated, leaving only the empty autumn wind between their fingers.

Zhan Ji's mother jumped from the 25th floor and died on the spot.The corpse was covered with a white cloth and moved to the medical cart. When Zhan Ji reached out to try to remove the cloth, he was stopped by a kind policeman next to him: "...Because the floor is too high, it looks a bit..."

Zhan Ji knew what the policeman had said, but still insisted on taking one last look at her.His face was a little pale, but his whole body was calm and terrifying. He stood firmly with his back straight, and the hand that lifted the cloth was also steady. After staring at the corpse for a long time, he put the cloth back firmly.

"...I'm sorry, it was my negligence," the attending doctor expressed his sincere apology and sorrow, "I should arrange for the nurse to follow the patient at all times." This old doctor who is over fifty years old is also quite famous in the hospital. But he never thought that something like this would happen when he was about to retire, "The patient is in very good condition this morning, with a peaceful mood and clear thinking. He even talked for a long time with a gentleman who came to visit him. ……,I thought……"

"Visit?" Zhan Ji, who had been silent all this time, suddenly interrupted him, because in his memory, he had never heard his mother mention any family members or friends, "... who is it?"

"A gentleman named Jing."

Almost at the same time, Xia Xi, who was standing outside the warning line, suddenly felt uneasy for no reason, and Zhan Ji also raised his head at this moment, and happened to meet his eyes a few meters away.There was an indescribable coolness in his eyes, which made Xia Xi's breathing stop for a while.

In fact, death may not be the best destination for Zhan Ji's mother.

She has been tormenting herself all her life. Originally born in a wealthy family, she only inherited the willful, fragile and proud shortcomings of a rich lady. She willfully gave everything for a man, and she is too weak to bear that the other party is not only a married man who eventually abandoned her. In fact, she was even more proud and refused to show weakness to her parents and family. It was not until before she committed suicide that she finally called her elder brother for the first time in so many years, begging him to take care of Zhan Ji for her.

Her name is Zhan Yan, but she didn't bloom at the most suitable time. She had drawn a good hand of cards in her life, but she played a mess.

And Xia Xi also received a call on the third day after returning home. It was from Nie Tao. I wanted to have a younger brother like you, but in the end, a fucking illegitimate brother appeared..."

Nie Tao's father is the married man Zhan Yan fell in love with back then.

In other words, Zhan Ji is Nie Tao's half-brother.This incident was completely beyond Xia Xi's expectations, because the original plot focused on the ups and downs of Zhan Ji's establishment of a business empire, and did not explain in detail who Zhan Ji's biological father was. Xia Xi even began to bear with it. I can't help but wonder if it's all my fault, because his appearance fanned these changes.Nie Tao's father, Nie Zhengnan, is now of a higher status than he was back then. Even though he knew he was guilty of a serious crime, he couldn't openly accept Zhan Ji. The Zhan family's uncle Zhan Ying who hurried over from Hong Kong Island expressed his attitude even more forcefully: " Zhan Ji’s surname is Zhan, you are not worthy to recognize him.”

And no one knows what Jing's father talked to Zhan Ji's mother in the hospital that day, but it is an indisputable fact that she committed suicide after they finished talking, and it is also a fact that the Jing family and the Nie family have been friends for three generations. According to Zhan Ji's uncle, Jing Xi's father, Jing Guocheng, was the same as Nie Zhengnan who killed his sister.

But in fact, not only did Jing Guocheng do nothing wrong, he was also the only one who helped Zhan Yan.Jing Guocheng is the kind of person who is upright and meticulous. After learning about Zhan Yan, he once felt ashamed that he was Nie Zhengnan's brother. He helped Zhan Yan solve many troubles in private, and even gave her a passbook to let her Live better.And this time he came to the hospital to find someone, simply because the secretary found out that the other party was the parent of the male classmate who was kissing his son, and he never thought that it would be Zhan Yan he met.

Jing Guocheng even kept his son's matter in his heart and didn't say anything. He only asked Zhan Yan if he was doing well and if there was anything he needed to help.A sentence recently revealed the fog of Zhan Yan's many years. Looking back at the past, she found that her life was full of exhaustion. With a rare sobriety, he chooses to be free.

Zhan Yan's funeral was as hasty as Zhan Ji's departure. When Xia Xi got the news, he had already dropped out of school.At the airport where people come and go, Zhan Ying looked back at Zhan Ji who was standing still outside the security check, "What's wrong, did something fall?"

Zhan Ji subconsciously touched the jade pendant next to his body through his shirt, but still looked at the entrance of the hall without moving.The jade pendant is engraved with Pixiu, but its outline is a little bit like a petal. It is a pair with the birthday present he gave Jing Xi.You can't see much if you separate it, but if you put the two pieces together, it is a perfect heart shape.

It is said that a nephew is like an uncle, but Zhan Ying feels that Zhan Ji is more like his deceased grandfather. He deeply remembers the feeling of seeing Zhan Ji for the first time that day. The calm and crazy light like a lone wolf is exactly the same as his self-made grandfather who made a fortune in Wanchai by himself.

Zhanying didn't dare to rush him, so he just asked again: "What happened to me? Is it important? Do you want to go back and get it?"

Well, it is important,—his heart dropped.

Zhan Ji recalled the night when he found out who his biological father was. He stood alone on the side of the street and saw Jing Xi carefully helping the drunk Nie Tao into the car with a worried face from a distance. He closed his eyes and finally looked up. Walked towards the airport security checkpoint.

——It doesn't matter, he will come back to get it sooner or later.And take back all the rest that should be him and what should not be him.

Sooner or later, although these two words are short, it still took a full six years.

Lengthy negotiations have lasted more than ten hours.

As the night darkened, the negotiating table in the top office was still full of climaxes, and the situation intensified.The opponent in this negotiation, Kun Teng, is a sharp and impatient person. Every time he talks about disputes, he will unconsciously bring out the murderous spirit he cultivated in Myanmar. His voice is loud and shocking. The brains of the people in the room were buzzing.

After several days of busy work, Jiang Tezhu's eyes on Zhan Ji's left were bloodshot, and Liu Ye, who was sitting on the right just enough to get in here, couldn't help covering his mouth and secretly yawned, then carefully raised his eyes. Looking forward to the war.

The man who had grown into a young man sat firmly on the main seat, his back was always straight like a mountain, and he waited quietly for Kunten to finish shouting, then picked up the contract, and slowly turned back to the previous page.

Special Assistant Jiang immediately understood the meaning of the boss, and said to Kunteng: "Well, good, but since we have reduced a point on this batch of goods, the discount given to you in the last item we just talked about will have to be renewed again. talk."

"You..." Hearing this, Kun Teng was stunned for a moment, then raised his voice by a decibel again, and now he even brought Burmese, pointing to Special Assistant Jiang and crackling a lot.Zhan Ji still sat quietly and listened to his yelling, and then finally opened his mouth, closing the contract without haste: "Or don't talk at all, the jade business is not only your line."

It was already dawn outside, and Kun Teng was really exhausted. He looked at Zhan Ji angrily, and remembered the "great feats" that Zhan Ji had done in other countries. He knew that this man was a tough guy. To a character who is not afraid of death and can't chew, and finally compromised reluctantly: "Damn, if you don't lose, you don't lose."

The negotiation finally came to an end at noon the next day, and less than three hours after Kunten and the others left, the elevator on the top floor of the building opened again with a "ding" sound. Secretary Liu took a whole set of men's suits and corresponding accessories, and walked as quietly as possible. The office door, and then knocked on the concealed door.

There was no movement after knocking a few times, and I couldn't help but boldly poked my head in. I saw Zhan Ji sitting by the window and carving something, his serious and quiet posture was like an exhibit in a museum.

Liu Min knew that what he carved was a jade ring, because he had been doing it whenever he had time in the past two months, and he had also scrapped a lot of high-quality jadeite.Obviously, Yuxixuan, which he founded by himself, has the best handicraft masters. He didn't understand why he had to do it by himself. Liu Min looked at his watch, knocked on the door three times, and dutifully reminded: "Mr. There are still two hours left for the group's annual press conference."

Zhan Ji's hands still kept moving, Liu Min carefully put down his clothes, and took out the file bag in his arms: "Jiang Special Assistant said this is a photo from last week."

Liu Min was a little curious about the photo, because Special Assistant Jiang sent it every week, and she was not qualified to touch it. Today, Special Assistant Jiang was too busy, and she happened to be coming up, so I used her temporarily.And almost the moment he heard the word photo, Zhan Ji raised his head, "Bring it here."

Liu Min hurriedly followed the instructions, and then obediently closed the door and exited.Zhan Ji picked up the file bag so softly that it was almost weird, but he opened it with a little eagerness.

A bunch of photos are all of the same teenager.

There are various postures of sitting or standing, smiling or quiet, and the appearance of being with other people. Zhan Ji looked at it, and suddenly his hand was hard, and the thin jade ring that was carved just now was crushed. Then, holding the broken pieces, he scratched a face in the photo with no expression on his face.

The fingertips were pierced by the fragments because of too much force, dripping blood on the broken face, which looked a little weird and terrifying.The outline of that face was five points similar to his. After the facial features were shattered, the outline of his figure looked a bit like himself at first glance.

Scratched Nie Tao who was hugging Jing Xi, Zhan Ji's eyes were still frighteningly cold, tearing up the whole photo bit by bit.The next moment, he frowned and put together nervously, frantically putting together Jing Xi's part.

"Jingxi..."

Zhan Ji finally read the name softly as if in a dream, gently stroked the face in the photo, lowered his head, and kissed it cautiously.

Chuangshi Group's annual press conference was held in the banquet hall of the Bayview Hotel.

The hall was resplendent and magnificent, and people of all colors wore their masks and performed various gestures to greet each other, until Zhan Ji walked in slowly as the protagonist of the banquet, and the space fell silent for a few seconds.

In fact, half of the guests who came today have lingering fears about him. In just two years, almost the entire Hong Kong Island has seen his methods to some extent, and what happened to the Xu family just last month is even more frightening.

After all, the Xu family is a big family, but it went bankrupt within half a year, and its jewelry brand was also annexed by Yuxixuan, which made others pay attention to his ability again.And tonight is not so much a press conference as it is a reorganization and declaration of new forces. The spotlights on the scene have been flashing, because the project of Chuangshi Group and Japanese-funded enterprises to establish an international city is not only Hong Kong Island, but also the entire city. The news that the Southeast Asian media pays attention to.Although Zhan Ji remained expressionless, it did not prevent him from becoming the most silent focus of the audience, until the exquisitely made-up Miss Han came to him with a wine glass: "Congratulations."

Zhan Ji didn't respond, which made Han Xiaoran feel a little embarrassed when he had to muster up the courage to come to him, but he was reluctant to leave, so he took the initiative to say: "...don't you want something to drink?"

She has known him for a year because of her father's business relationship. When she first met him, she saw him standing there from a distance. She didn't know who she was thinking of. Because of his handsome side face and tall and smooth figure, the silhouette is very beautiful. , Let her feel the heartbeat at a glance.

What's even more exciting is that he doesn't have the glitz and hustle and bustle of a man in his 20s, but has an attractive coldness. Han Xiaoran can't help but softly say: "Let me warm you, okay..."

warmth?

Zhan Ji finally raised his head.

Simply ridiculous.

People who grew up in a disabled family and have not received any love will indeed have an almost paranoid thought, and will yearn for warmth like moths chasing a fire, but he no longer needs any warmth.

Because he had the warmest thing ever, it was so warm that his whole body was buried under the snow, and he was dug out when he was so cold that his whole body was numb, and he was taken to a warm hut with a fireplace, covered with a quilt and held hot soup .The young man's smile, looking into his eyes, and the hand he offered...

There is nothing warmer in this world than that.

"You..." Han Xiaoran also knew what he had just said, so he changed the subject a little bit: "I heard that you are going to Beijing,... when will you go?"

To her surprise, Zhan Ji responded to this sentence that was purely out of words, and his tone even revealed an indescribably soft tone: "Next Monday."