“…”
Pei Jinling was so angry that she couldn't say a word.
Her son's calculations were too precise, but unfortunately, the customs restricted her travel for one year!
"You stay in the United States honestly this year to avoid returning to Ningcheng and polluting the local air. If you let me know what you are doing behind your back, it will not be as simple as one year."
"you!"
"besides."
Jiang Beiyuan's dull words interrupted Pei Jinling's words.
His voice was deep and sharp, and the long fingers holding the phone suddenly tightened. Every word was a threat, but also a forbearance:
"It's best not to let me find out that the car accident ten years ago was related to you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
The top floor was reached, and the elevator door slowly opened.
Song Yikai had been waiting at the door early and waved to Jiang Beiyuan.
"Boss! Welcome back to the company!"
“…”
However, Jiang Beiyuan didn't even look at him, and walked around him towards his office.
Song Yikai followed behind him. He was half a head shorter than Jiang Beiyuan, so he could only look up at him. Song Yikai could feel that he was not in a good mood.
When Jiang Beiyuan was in a bad mood, although his face was expressionless as usual, there was still a bit of inhuman loneliness and gloominess in the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.
"Boss, boss, are you okay?" Song Yikai was very concerned about Jiang Beiyuan.
It's like the care a younger brother has for his older brother.
Jiang Beiyuan remained silent. He always walked without looking sideways, and he was not leisurely enough to chat with his assistant.
"Boss, please pay attention to me. Didn't you say you wouldn't come back to the company before? Why did you come back? It was my wife who persuaded you to come back, right?"
After hearing the last words, Jiang Beiyuan's steps stopped slightly, and his handsome long eyebrows frowned slowly.
He lowered his eyebrows and seemed to be thinking about something. His sad mood was fleeting and disappeared without a trace in the next second. Before entering the office, he was finally willing to say something to Song Yikai:
"As a man, you have to earn money to support your family. How about you support me?"
Song Yikai was stunned for a moment, watching the stunning man come in. It was obvious that he was turned away, but his face couldn't help but turn red.
Ahem.
Of course he can't raise Jiang Beiyuan.
Jiang Beiyuan shouldn't care about him raising him, right
…
One p.m.
Jiang Beiyuan was sitting at his desk, reviewing half of the documents, when Zhang Fan suddenly came, carrying a box of yogurt and smiling at him.
"Lao Jiang, happy birthday!"
“…”
Jiangbeiyuan ignored his lewd smile.
Zhang Fan was not annoyed, he put the yogurt on the floor, took off the brown scarf around his neck and threw it on the sofa.
"Hey, what's that? Fatty Gao Wei and the others have returned from abroad. They said they will hold a birthday party for you tonight at the Emperor Tian Hotel. Remember to show up there so that we all can get together!"
"Not going."
He simply refused decisively, his voice was cold and thin, Jiang Beiyuan's usual tone.
"Don't mention me!"
Zhang Fan remembered the instructions of the other four people and hurriedly took out a bottle of yogurt from the box and stepped forward, shaking it under Jiang Beiyuan's eyes with a flattering smile on his face.
"Give me some face, my brothers are back, and everyone misses you."
Jiangbeiyuan took the yogurt and put it aside without saying a word, as if it was his exclusive possession.
Zhang Fan had no weapons in his hands, so he could only rub his hands together.
"Birthday boy, just give me a treat. Fatty has already booked the table last night, and there is also a KTV box, your favorite..."
Before he finished speaking, Jiang Beiyuan, who was browsing the documents, raised his eyes, his dark eyes shining with a cold light like a sword on the wrong edge.
(End of chapter)