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An Chenglin knew that he was too impulsive just now, coughed lightly uncomfortably, and said, "Anyway...we're all back, let's go after lunch together."

"Okay, Dad."

An Ge said with a smile: "Yesterday, you and my mother were busy entertaining guests all day, so today is also a good day to rest."

An Chenglin sighed: "I have to rest. I get tired easily when I'm old. Fortunately, you brother Ji Hao is here and can help me a little."

"Yes, fortunately Brother Ji Hao is here."

An Ge still smiled lightly, and glanced at Cheng Jihao.

Looking into An Ge's eyes, Cheng Jihao could hardly hide the astonishment in his eyes.

He seemed to be comforting An Chenglin just now, but he actually fanned the flames.I wanted to make An Chenglin even more angry, and it would be better if the father and son broke up, and the young master would never return to this house.

Didn't expect the fire to go out before it started?

How could that wayward and arrogant young master be so reasonable?

Suspicion in the heart, not visible.

He immediately sorted out his emotions, put on the same gentle attitude as before, and said: "This is what I should do. Uncle An, Xiaoge, you all have a good rest today, and I can just leave the company's affairs to me."

An Ge looked at him with a smile: "Brother Ji Hao, I will also report to the company in a few days, and I hope I can help you share some of the burden."

"Are you going to the company?"

An Chenglin was surprised, and then a look of relief appeared on his face.

He had already arranged for An Ge to have a position in the company, but An Ge was unwilling to go.

As a father, he felt lost and helpless when he saw his unprofessional son. He didn't expect to ask to go to work today.

The child is finally starting to understand.

The father was not good at expressing the joy in his heart. He slapped An Ge heavily on the shoulder and said, "Boy! Just work hard for me when you go to the company. Don't embarrass your father."

An Ge is modest: "It's just that I don't understand anything now, and I hope Brother Ji Hao can guide me."

An Chenglin was happy, and smiled heartily: "Ji Hao is very capable. He has worked in almost every department in the company these years, and he knows the company's operation process very well."

"If you follow him, you will definitely learn well."

I have been in every department, that is to say, I have established a good relationship with the heads of all departments of the company, and I have won the contacts of the whole company.

"awesome."

With a faint smile on An Ge's face, he looked towards Cheng Jihao.

Her clear and penetrating eyes seem to be able to see through everything.

Facing An Ge's gaze, Cheng Jihao panicked.

An Ge is going to work in the company?

What does it mean for the only son of the An family to work in An's enterprise?

He already clearly understood that An Ge had changed and was different.He is no longer that stupid puppet that can be easily manipulated by himself, but has his own ideas.

This change made Cheng Jihao extremely uneasy.

He has worked so hard to manage it for so many years, and it is possible that it will be in vain because of such an ange, and his success will fall short.

An Chenglin was still very happy because of his son's sensibleness, he told Cheng Jihao:

"Ji Hao, in a while, you can report the company's recent investment trends to Xiao Ge, so that this kid can first understand what the company is doing recently."

"Otherwise, I entered the company without thinking, made a mistake, and made fun of the old board members."

Cheng Jihao suppressed all the feelings in his heart, and returned to the concern he should have as an adopted son and brother: "Okay, Uncle An, I will go to the room to sort out some company reports for Xiaoge to read."

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Cheng Jihao returned to his room, and took out company information with various post-it notes from the file shelf.

These are sorted out by hand.

Looking at the pages of cumbersome text, complicated tables, and difficult to understand industry terms, Cheng Jihao's uneasy heart suddenly calmed down.

Can a young master who only knows how to eat, drink and play without even graduating from college understand financial reports?Can you know how to analyze the market and determine the company's investment direction?

He sneered in his heart: so what if he is sensible?

Not everyone has the means to manage a company, and not everyone can stabilize a group company with complex interpersonal relationships.

He has a hundred ways to make this young master unable to stay in the company.

Cheng Jihao walked out of the room with the materials, walked through the long corridor, and knocked on the door of An Ge's room.

"Come in."

A rambling voice came from inside the heavy mahogany door.

A cold look flashed in the eyes hidden behind the gold-rimmed glasses, and then dissipated.Cheng Jihao pushed open the door with his usual smile.

"Xiao Ge, I'm here to send you the information."

An Ge sat on the desk chair in front of the window with his back facing him, leaned his head slightly on the back of the mahogany chair, and played with a wine glass in his hand.

Hearing his voice with a smile, he only gave a slight 'hmm'.

A casual look.

The room is spacious and bright, and the retro Chinese style layout is full of low-key luxury. Ange's loose posture naturally blends into the luxurious atmosphere, which is an incomparable extravagance for anyone.

It was also Cheng Jihao's most jealous existence from the first day he entered this house.

Cheng Jihao tightened his hands holding the documents and walked forward, saying, "This is the company's financial report for the last quarter..."

Cheng Jihao's words with a smile stopped suddenly, and he saw a bottle of wine in front of An Ge.

It's brandy.

It's the same as the bottle he asked Qi Mingyu to give An Ge yesterday.

It was also the same as the bottle that Qi Mingyu and the others drank last night.

After all, he added medicine to the bottle.

Cheng Jihao's heart, which had just calmed down, suddenly jumped again, with a smile on his face: "Xiao Ge, why are you drinking? Where did you get the wine?"

"This wine."

An Ge raised his head and smiled at him, lowering his brows with slender and sharp eyebrows: "It seems that my cousin gave it to me yesterday."

"Oh, by the way, you asked your cousin to give it to me."

He picked up the bottle and shook it in front of Cheng Jihao's eyes, then poured out a glass, handed it to Cheng Jihao, and said:

"I'm married and I'm leaving this house. From now on, my parents will ask Brother Ji Hao to take care of them."

"Come on, let me toast Brother Ji Hao first."

His tone was pleading and sincere, as if he was sincerely grateful.

Cheng Jihao never thought that he was just designing An Ge for the medicine in the wine, but he didn't expect that he would not fall asleep in fear all night, and now let him...

He hastily took the wine glass, and said, "Big... in broad daylight, Uncle An will definitely get angry again if we drink like this."

When he went to grab the wine bottle again, An Ge snatched it into his hand.

"Today is different. I have to leave home on the second day of my wedding." An Ge asked back: "Brother Ji Hao doesn't want to drink, is it because he doesn't want to help me take care of my parents?"

"I......"

Cheng Jihao was speechless.

"Okay, I'll drink it for Brother Ji Hao."

An Ge didn't wait for his answer, picked up another wine glass, filled it up, squeezed it to his lips.

"do not!"

Cheng Jihao immediately held his wrist.

If it was really the bottle he drugged, and An Ge drank it and became abnormal at home, how could Uncle and Aunt An let it go.

This bottle of wine, why is the wine haunting me!

Cheng Jihao thought angrily.

An Ge looked down at Cheng Jihao's hand holding his wrist, and asked meaningfully: "Brother Ji Hao, what's wrong with you? I just want to thank you, brother Ji Hao doesn't want to appreciate it."

With several years of experience in the workplace, An Ge has long memorized the set of persuasive rhetoric at the wine table.

Now it's Cheng Jihao who has a ghost in his heart, and he can succeed with just a few words.

"Okay, I...I drink."

Cheng Jihao gritted his teeth and replied, "But, let's stop drinking this cup after drinking it."

He drank from his glass.

An Ge watched with a faint smile.

Cheng Jihao is ungrateful and malicious.Attempt to frame the child of the adoptive parents and take Anjia as his own.

However, Cheng Jihao's disguise over the years has already won the trust of his parents and everyone in the An family.

If he said that Cheng Jihao drugged him to harm himself, the An family would probably think that he was making trouble for no reason.It also made Cheng Jihao wary of himself.

But that doesn't mean he can't do anything.

The taste of venting the effects of the medicine is not pleasant, and taking a cold bath is even more icy cold. I didn't take out the wine last night because I was afraid of accidentally hurting my cousin and the others.

Now, it is time for the sinners to suffer their own consequences.

He saw Cheng Jihao put down his wine glass, and said, "Then thank you Brother Ji Hao. I will say goodbye to my parents again at lunchtime later."

He shook the bottle in front of Cheng Jihao again, and chuckled: "Use this bottle too."

A faint sentence struck Cheng Jihao's heart like a thunderbolt.

"No!"

He hurriedly stopped: "No... no. Uncle An can't drink, and Aunt Jing has a bad heart and can't drink."

An Ge: "What does a glass matter, let alone a wedding wine for marrying a son?"

It sounds like the young master's usual waywardness, but it sounds like a huge threat to Cheng Jihao.

As long as it is the young master's toast, how could Uncle An and Aunt Jing refuse.

How could those two drink such wine.

"This... let's do it."

Cheng Jihao pretended to be calm, and acted like a big brother, and said, "I drank it for the elders, how about it?"

"After drinking three glasses, give me this bottle of wine. Let's not drink any more today, okay?"

An Ge leaned back on the chair and raised his head to stare at Cheng Jihao for a few seconds, then tilted his head and smiled: "Okay."

Three full glasses of medium-sized wine were poured into the stomach, burning hot.

What was even more frightening was that the burning sensation was different from the wine he drank last night. The blood leaked from the stomach, flowed into the internal organs, and passed into the cortex of the skin. Every pore was emitting irritating heat.

Cheng Jihao understood clearly: this is exactly the bottle of wine he drugged.