"I don't care what Jiang Chenxing ate, whether he was poisoned or not, I have to broadcast live tonight!"
Jiang Da: "Impossible! The child is still lying on the hospital bed, showing no signs of waking up, how do you let him live broadcast?!"
"Then I don't care, this is your business."
Jiang Da wiped his face and wiped away the tears: "I won't talk to you, call Wu to come, and I'll tell him."
"The one surnamed Wu? Heh... this person was fired a week ago. Now I, Zhang Kehua, am Jiang Chenxing's manager. You all have to listen to my arrangement, otherwise—"
Jiang Da's eyes showed resentment.
He chuckled lightly: "Not only will you lose everything, but you will also be sent to squat for a few years. If you don't believe me, try it!"
"you!"
"Okay, I've finished what I need to say, now I want to go in and have a look at Jiang Chenxing..."
"Dream!" Jiang Da stood up and stopped him, "The doctor said that my son needs to rest now, and no one can disturb him!"
"I'm his manager!"
"You said yes? Your company didn't discuss with us in advance. If we knew, we would never agree. In the contract my daughter negotiated, it was written in black and white that as long as Wu Qian was Shen Xing's agent, you would be If it is a breach of contract, you should lose money!"
Zhang Kehua's eyes darkened, as if he had been poked into a sore spot, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed his collar, and said in an arrogant tone, "Isn't Jiang Da? I advise you, don't toast or eat fine wine!"
Without saying a word, Jiang Da broke free from his restraint, and punched him backhand.
boom!
Zhang Kehua's expression froze, but he didn't wait to react. The opponent had already bullied him and landed several punches one after another, making his eyes glow with stars and his ears ringing.
"I'll tell you too, I'm not afraid! Losing money or going to jail doesn't matter, but before that, I want to get back what your black-hearted company owes my son!"
Jiang Da's eyeballs were bloodshot, and his anger made him look crazy, and danger radiated from his whole body.
Zhang Kehua knew that he was no match for him, and the current Jiang Da looked creepy. If he went crazy, he would be the one who would suffer if he ignored it.
He hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't fight anymore... I won't go! Really! Shen, Shen Xing's health is the most important thing, I promise not to disturb him."
Jiang Da paused when he punched, and grabbed his neckline with the other hand, almost lifting him up: "Are you going to let him broadcast live?!"
Zhang Kehua quickly shook his head: "No, no, I will explain the situation to the company now and give him a period of vacation so that he can rest and adjust."
Jiang Da let go, and threw him against the wall: "Remember what you said, get out—"
Zhang Kehua ran away like shit.
But he didn't run very far, but hid in a remote corner, took out his mobile phone—
"Hey, Mr. Yang, I visited the hospital. Jiang Chenxing's family asked him to pretend to be sick, and used this as an excuse to refuse the live broadcast. They also said that there was something wrong with the food we provided him, which caused him to be poisoned and unconscious. It seems that he has already planned to change jobs, this family is ungrateful, and it was a waste of you to make so much concessions on the terms of the contract, but ended up raising a white-eyed wolf!"
From the other end came the man's angry roar, accompanied by an unbearable curse.
Zhang Kehua hooked his lips, and a sudden pain came from the corner of his mouth, and hatred flashed in his eyes.
Jiang Da, you wait!
"The other party also said that he would sue us, and it would be better to bankrupt the entire company. Not only that, but he also beat people. Now my face is covered in blood, and I almost died to return this call to you."
"Jiang's surname is too arrogant. If you don't give him some color, I'm afraid you really think you're afraid of him. It's a pity that I'm alone, and I'm alone, so I can't even try to get back."
On the other end, he said "wait, I'll send someone there now", and then hung up angrily.
Zhang Keming held the phone and smiled slyly.
Mr. Yang was a ruthless character when he was young, and he had many gangster brothers. As long as he is willing to speak up, Jiang Da will have to peel off his skin even if he is not dead!
…
In the ward, the nurse put on a new drip, took the empty bottle and turned to leave.
Han Yunru poured hot water to wipe his son's face and hands.
Jiang Da frowned, and ate the lean meat porridge his wife hadn't finished.
It was suffocatingly quiet.
"... Wife, I've made an agreement with that agency," Jiang Da threw the packing box into the trash can, "They won't come again."
Han Yunru's movements remained the same, and her eyes didn't move away from Jiang Xiaodi's face. She wiped her right hand and then continued to wipe her left hand: "Well, I won't do live broadcasts in the future, I really can't bear to..."
After speaking, her tone became crying.
Jiang Da's heart was twisted like a knife: "Okay, stop broadcasting, our family doesn't want to be rich and rich, how much money our son and daughter can earn, as long as their siblings can be safe and happy for the rest of their lives..."
"I just found out that my cell phone was left at home. You should call Yueyue first. I'm afraid she will be anxious if she can't get Shen Xing."
Only then did Jiang Da realize that today was supposed to be the day when the siblings met in the imperial capital.
"Okay, I'm going to-"
Suddenly, there was a loud noise, and the door of the ward was roughly kicked open from the outside...