[Quick Pass] The target of the strategy is the fine points

"Han Qiu, you really don't want someone to accompany you? It's not good to be lonely by yourself. You won't be as cold as the rumors say, right?"

A somewhat insolent voice came from the opposite side, accompanied by the sound of rumbling locomotives.

From the sound of the huge locomotive, the voice naturally relied on roaring, that is to say, if anyone passed by him, they would know that his so-called Fa Xiao was hard-nosed.

And there is only one person who can play with Chen Ze, who has been a devil in the world since he was a child, so the so-called is very deceitful.

Jiang Hanqiu raised his head from the pile of documents, stared at the screen, and Jiu Liang said: "Don't worry, I will tell my uncle and aunt to collect your body."

Before Chen Ze could speak, the person over there had already hung up the call.

Young Master Chen, whose face was covered with yellow sand, clicked his tongue.

His greatest pleasure is to see his cold face changing, but unfortunately, the bigger he gets, the more icy he becomes.

Jiang Hanqiu closed his sore eyes after correcting the document, and Chen Ze's words circled around in his mind while he was resting.

Looking for someone?He thinks he doesn't need it, and he doesn't like others to step on his territory.

Besides, Mrs. Jiang had betrothed him with a baby kiss when he was a child, as if he was still a boy?It's just that he has lived abroad since he was a child, and he has never seen it.

The mobile phone at hand began to vibrate, Jiang Hanqiu looked at the note on the mobile phone, opened his eyes and said, "Hello."

"Han Qiu, go back to the old house for dinner today? Mom hasn't seen you for a long time." A gentle female voice came from the opposite side, with a little caution.

"Isn't Jiang Jingruo staying with you in the old house?" Jiang Hanqiu stared at the pendant in front of him, tapping his knuckles lightly on the table, without any disturbance in his heart.

Mrs. Jiang is his biological mother, the latter is probably the superior, married to the current Jiang Jinglin.

Jiang Jinglin's wife died in a car accident. It happened that his mother was a nurse at the time. The two fell in love with each other and gave birth to a son. Unfortunately, it was not him, but his younger brother, Jiang Jinglin.

It's not good for an outsider to have a biological son. His so-called father naturally doesn't care about him. Even his mother often advises him to give way to his younger brother and help him well in the future.

Tsk, it's ridiculous.

"Han Qiu, I know you blame your mother, but Jing Ruo is also my son, he is still young, so you can let him order."

Jiang Hanqiu felt unspeakably exhausted all over his body.

He had heard this sentence since he was a child, as if it wanted to be engraved into his bones, sometimes he really wanted to ask if he was her own.

"Well, I see, I will go back later."

"Okay! Mom cooks your favorite dishes, and you can answer whatever your father asks you. It's hard for the whole family to have a dinner together. Don't make him angry, okay?" The female voice on the opposite side suddenly became happy.

"Well, I'm still busy, hang up."

"Okay, you work hard."

Jiang Hanqiu looked at the blacked-out screen with a calm expression, after all, he was used to it, right?

A few rays of light came in through the glass of the high-rise building, but they only lingered not far from him, and it was never possible to integrate him into it.

As it was getting late, an inconspicuous black car drove into the Jiang family's old house.

If it weren't for the janitor's good eyesight, he would almost think that it blended with the darkness.

"Han Qiu is back." The middle-aged man with gray hair opened the car door for him, his clothes were clean and tidy, his eyes couldn't hide his joy, and he still held the scissors that had been pruning flowers and plants in his hand.

"Uncle Liu." Jiang Hanqiu greeted him, but his expression changed slightly, becoming a little softer.

Uncle Liu is the housekeeper of the old house, and he has been here for nearly 30 to [-] years. It can be said that Jiang Hanqiu grew up under his watch.

Instead of treating him like an outsider like those people, he treated him very well.

"Boss Jiang is back today. I'm afraid I'm going to talk about you again later, so just pretend I didn't hear you, understand?" Uncle Liu made arrangements, his eyes were full of concern for the younger generation.

"Since the old man left, Jiang Jinglin has become more and more lawless. As long as I stay in the old house for a day, he won't be able to touch you!"

"I know Uncle Liu." Jiang Hanqiu was standing in the yard listening to his words, without any impatience, and answered a few times from time to time.

"Oh, seeing that I am old, I can't stop talking when I see you. Madam has been looking forward to your return. Go first."

Uncle Liu's eyes were full of smiles, but the wrinkles on the side of his eyes showed his old age.

The old house is still quiet and quiet, the marble steps go all the way to the upper floor, the precious carpets are spread all over the floor, and there are some jade stone statues in the viewing platform next to it, everything looks extremely luxurious.

Coincidentally, a boy of seventeen or eighteen came down the stairs, yawning.

A pair of almond eyes with watery eyes, messy hair, looks weak and innocent.

It's just that when he saw Jiang Hanqiu coming in from outside the door, his eyes suddenly became disgusted: "What are you doing here? It's not that you won't come back, what? The company is going bankrupt, so come back and ask Dad for money?"

The words uttered by the clear boyish voice were surprising, full of malice.

"Jing Ruo! What are you talking about, your brother finally came back, you need to get along well, you know?" Tao Wan hurried out of the kitchen when he heard the commotion.

The woman was wearing a well-fitting cheongsam, her face was delicate and charming, and she was still maintained like a little girl who had never been in the world.

Her gestures and gestures are everyone's demeanor, but she is holding a shovel that doesn't fit in her hand, but it doesn't affect her demeanor at all.

"Oh." Jiang Jingruo rolled his eyes, went upstairs, and muttered in a low voice: "Anyway, he's not my real brother, so what's so easy to get along with, bad luck!"

Although his voice was not loud, it was not too low, and the two people downstairs could hear him clearly.

Jiang Hanqiu was not affected at all, and Tao Wan, who looked a little embarrassed, reminded: "It's blurred."

He looked at the panicked back of the woman, and sat down on the sofa with downcast eyes.

This person who is his mother always wants to integrate him into this family, but never thought that people who are not compatible with each other, how could they become a family?

The sky was pitch black, only the faint chirping of birds and cicadas, and the whole family gathered together formally.

"Han Qiu, come, eat this. Didn't you like fish the most before?"

Tao Wan broke the long-lost tranquility and gave him a piece of fish with his serving chopsticks.

"No need, I don't like it." Jiang Hanqiu said coldly, the chopsticks in the air suddenly froze, and then retracted embarrassingly.

"Crack!" The chopsticks were placed heavily on the table, and Jiang Jinglin looked at him with a gloomy face: "Why did you talk to your mother? Is there a little bit of education! I think you have become more tempered when you go out in the past few years, you might as well come back Take over the family business."

Jiang Jingruo suddenly became unhappy. He wanted to go to the company, but his father only made him a deputy manager. Why should this one who has no blood relationship with his father take over the company!

"Dad, he's the president now, and the company is only big or small, so naturally he doesn't care about this family business." Jiang Jingruo said eccentrically.

Jiang Hanqiu naturally felt a very strong gaze, filled with malice and disdain that was about to overflow.

"How can you compare with the Jiang family's company at that point? It's enough for a child to play a small role for a few years, and shut him up quickly! Otherwise, he will be subordinated to the Jiang family's name." Jiang Jinglin's tone was taken for granted, almost as a matter of course. To act in the tone of command.

"You have to be clear, I came back because of my mother's face, not because I have to come back."

Jiang Hanqiu's tone was gloomy and cold, and the eagle eyes that were originally sharp were now more like blades, and the two flinched for a moment.

Jiang Hanqiu thinks that he is short-tempered, he won't tolerate people, and he doesn't need to tolerate anyone!He has always been vengeful.