For some reason, Han Zhan's face suddenly popped into Cheng Yanmo's mind. He thought of Han Zhan's eyes full of mixed blood characteristics, so he asked the housekeeper tentatively: "That little brother, does he have a pair of gray-blue eyes?"
Unexpectedly, the housekeeper showed a surprised expression after hearing this, and asked Cheng Yanmo: "Young master, do you still remember? How old were you then?"
Cheng Yanmo was speechless.
He thought to himself, what a coincidence
Grandpa Han's grandson is actually Han Zhan! Didn't it mean that Han Zhan only had one grandfather? Cheng Yanmo was afraid that he would make a mistake about the relationship between Han Zhan and Mr. Han, so he asked the housekeeper again: "Is Zhan Zhan Mr. Han's own grandson or grandson?"
"Grandson, Mr. Han only has one daughter, and her daughter died early. Zhan Zhan was only six or seven years old when she died."
Cheng Yanmo waved his hand and told the butler to rest, and he went back to the study alone.
Sitting on the sofa in the study, Cheng Yanmo recalled the scenes of meeting Han Zhan several times, and he had the feeling that it was so. He finally understood why Han Zhan dared to beat his boss Li Li like that in the boxing gym. In the teahouse, why did Li Li, the boss, take the initiative to open the door for Han Zhan.
The reason is simple, because Han Zhan is the real boss!
Why was Zeus Aviation able to gain a firm foothold quickly and make a bloody breakthrough among many state-owned enterprises and civil aviation? Because the backer behind him is Han Aoyu!
Who is Han Aoyu
That is the person who can lower the country's flag at half-mast after death!
All doubts have been explained.
Cheng Yanmo couldn't help but reflect on what he did to Han Zhan, whether there was anything wrong. He didn't offend Han Zhan, did he? He felt that he shouldn't have offended Han Zhan, but when he thought of his provocative younger brother, Cheng Yanmo was not so sure.
On the morning of the 26th, Cheng Ziang got up early and sat at the dining table with a gloomy face. Last night until midnight, people in the wechat group were still discussing Song Ci's marriage today, and there were still many people who wanted to interview Cheng Ziang about his mood.
How can Cheng Ziang feel
It's not that he got married!
Cheng Yanmo came downstairs, saw Cheng Ziang's gloomy face, guessed why this guy was unhappy, he couldn't help but warn him: "Stay at home today, don't go anywhere."
Cheng Ziang sneered, "Don't worry, I don't love Song Ci that much either, I'm just angry and uncomfortable." Think about it, he is the second young master of Chuandong Group, how can he be better than something called Han Zhan
But Cheng Ziang only dared to say this in his heart, he didn't dare to say it out, for fear of being stared at by his brother.
Cheng Yanmo was still worried about his younger brother, after thinking about it, he said, "If you go to the company with me today, just put it under my nose, and you are not allowed to go anywhere!"
Cheng Ziang was shocked. "Brother, I'm not a child!"
Cheng Yanmo looked at him indifferently, lowered his face, and said, "If you are a child, I will give you homework." He didn't give him homework because Cheng Yanmo was merciful.
Cheng Ziang couldn't even eat breakfast.
Cheng Yanmo did what he said, and when he went out, he actually lifted Cheng Ziang into the car. When he arrived at the company, he stuffed Cheng Ziang into his office, threw him a laptop, and let him fend for himself.
During the meeting, he had to set up a chair for his younger brother in the conference room, making all the senior management think that Cheng Yanmo was planning to train Cheng Ziang in the company. "
It has nothing to do with Song Ci how difficult the life of the Cheng family brothers is. She is getting married today, but she is very busy.
Song Ci was born in Caijia Village. Later, when their sisters grew up, the family moved to the city to make it easier for the two sisters to study.
When my parents were still there, they would go back to the countryside to live for a period of time every year to repair and renovate the house. After the earthquake, her parents died, her sister became a vegetable, and Song Ci never managed the old house again.
Because she was going to get married, Song Ci sent someone to repair the old house in advance. The walls of the house were re-pasted with wallpaper, and all the furniture was bought new.
She stayed here last night.
Just at four o'clock, there was the sound of a car downstairs, and it was the makeup artist team. Song Ci had no choice but to get up, made herself a glass of milk and drank it sleepily, and was pushed on the stool by the makeup artist to start makeup and hairstyle.
Everything is ready, the sky is already bright.
The wedding reception time is set at nine o'clock, and Song Ci has an hour of free time. She put her mobile phone on the countertop of the drawer and made a video call to Song Fei.
It was one o'clock at night in the Congo, and Song Fei had already fallen asleep. There are double beds in the room, Song Fei sleeps on the side near the wall, and Yan Jiang sleeps on the side near the window. Hearing the phone ring, Yan Jiang, who was in a light sleep, connected to the video.
"Song Song."
Song Ci stared at Yan Jiang for a few seconds before saying, "It's only been a while, why have you been hacked so much?"
The most beautiful man, Yan Jiang, used to have fair and smooth skin, but in just one month, he turned dark. Seeing Song Ci's disgust, Yan Jiang shook his head and laughed. He said, "Near the equator, what do you think?"
Song Ci asked him: "Are you still sleeping in the same room with Song Fei?"
"Um."
"Look at how promising you are, when you climb into Song Fei's bed, remember to tell me, I will set off fireworks for you to celebrate."
Yan Jiang laughed at himself: "You don't need to let it go, I will let it go by myself."
After the joke time was over, Yan Jiang's expression became serious. He looked at Song Ci quietly, seeing her in the wedding dress, and said sincerely, "Song Song, you are very beautiful today."
Song Ci was a little embarrassed by his praise, she asked Yan Jiang: "Compared with Song Fei?"
Yan Jiang: "In my eyes, Song Fei is ashamed, and she looks better than you."
Song Ci pretended to be desperate: "Friends are gone!"
Yan Jiang raised his eyebrows and said, "That's fine, save the red envelope."
"You are still my good brother." Song Ci turned his face like a book.
Yan Jiang smiled, and then said: "I have prepared a wedding gift for you, Alan should be here soon, look forward to it."
Song Ci was a little surprised, "You"
She was very moved.
They had been chatting for so long, but they still hadn't heard Song Fei's voice. Song Ci knew that Song Fei must be very tired, that's why she fell asleep so deeply. "Is Song Fei very tired?"
Yan Jiang pointed the camera at Song Fei's sleeping face, and his voice subconsciously softened: "She was still looking at the calendar before going to sleep, thinking that today is your wedding day. There are a lot of patients in the past two days, and she hasn't had much rest. She fell asleep now, and I couldn't bear to wake her up."
"It's okay, let her sleep, and when she wakes up, tell her to call me back."
"good."
While talking, Song Ci heard the makeup artist say, "Song Song, is that Yan Jiang's assistant Alan?" The makeup artist is a friend of Song Ci's, named Ailun. The other party's name.
Song Ci went to the window and took a look downstairs, and sure enough, he saw Alan. "It's him." Song Ci said to Yan Jiang: "Your assistant is here, let's not chat for now."
(end of this chapter)