When he walked out of the hospital, Cannon was standing on the side of the road with a displeased face.
"Change of shift?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Change," said Cannon. "If you two come out later, I'll have to replace him again."
Jiang Kuo snorted: "Can't I chat with President Jiang, President Jiang needs to know your attitude..."
"Did he say he's going to be discharged tomorrow," said Cannon. "You're persuading him not to let him out."
"Huh?" Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Didn't he say that he can be discharged without a concussion if he observes it?"
"Listen to him," Cannon said. "He has a fractured skull..."
"What?" Jiang Kuo stopped abruptly.
"No displacement, the doctor said it's not too serious, no surgery, conservative treatment," Cannon said, "I listened to my dad's words, at least a few more days to stay, and no matter what, he has to be discharged, but he has to be discharged. ."
"He didn't tell me." Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth.
"I'm afraid you're worried," said Cannon, "so you persuade him to let him stay for a few more days."
"He told me that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow." Jiang Kuo continued to grit his teeth.
"I also encouraged him," Duan Feifei said, "let him go to the company tomorrow after he leaves the hospital and go to the company to demonstrate."
"...Didn't you both ask the doctor?" Cannon said, "Nurse knows that too."
"Why didn't Lao Li tell me?" Jiang Kuo still gritted his teeth, "His bird hair assistant didn't tell me either."
"Who dares," said Cannon. "With the character of President Jiang, no one is afraid of his side with a cold face."
Jiang Kuo gritted his teeth for a long time, but couldn't find any responsible person other than President Jiang. He couldn't blame Lawyer Jiang any more. He had already done bodyguard work other than the case. In the end, he had to relax and sigh.
"I'll go to the hospital to talk to him after eating." Jiang Kuo said.
"Don't be noisy," said Cannon.
"His head is cracked, do I dare to argue with him! What should I do if I break him in a while." Jiang Kuo said.
"No." Duan Feifei laughed and patted him on the back.
"Why not," said Cannon, "you are a very reliable person, why do you still persuade him to quarrel!"
"I said it wouldn't break when he was angry," Duan Feifei said, "I didn't let him get angry."
"Does it make any difference?" said the cannon.
"President Cannon," Duan Feifei said, "are you provoking?"
"Hey!" cried Cannon. "Am I like that! Dare I be like that?"
"I don't know," Jiang Kuo patted his arm, "I dare not be true."
"Shit." Cannon shouted angrily.
Returning to the place where he grew up, Jiang Kuo knew all kinds of six relatives well, and Cannon was also familiar with it. After a brief discussion, they decided to go to President Jiang's new hotel to eat barbecue.
"I'll make an appointment," Cannon got into the car group in the back seat, took out his mobile phone, "let them prepare first, it's not dinner time, don't go and have to wait for a long time when everything is gone. "
"Whatever." Jiang Kuo started the car, "Let's drive in another car tomorrow."
"No," said Cannon, "do you always take me with you wherever you go?"
"I'm so wronged," Jiang Kuo looked back at him, "Is this the first time Mr. Pao has sat behind?"
"Isn't it?" Da Pao pulled his phone, "the friendship of more than ten years, in front of love, is also in the back seat."
"I'll change the parking lot with him." Duan Feifei slapped his thigh.
Jiang Kuo smiled and immediately slowed down.
"Hurry up! Drive well!" Cannon waved at them and called the hotel, "Hey, help me transfer your manager Chen, surnamed Hu..."
Although it is not a pleasant thing for President Jiang to be injured, Duan Feifei is sitting in the co-pilot at the moment, looking at the street scene outside the window, but there is a relaxed joy in his heart.
This is the third time he has come to this city, and every time he feels different, only this time is particularly comfortable. Although he will have to leave tomorrow, he doesn't even have a chance to walk around his city with Jiang Kuo, but There will still be a sense of comfort.
He turned to look at Jiang Kuo.
Jiang Kuo immediately turned to look at him.
He smiled.
"What are you laughing at?" Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue, "You have come more than me this semester."
"Aren't you satisfied?" Duan Feifei said with a smile.
"The time is too short," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll show you around next time when I come over."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei responded.
"Mr. Jiang is in that city in Jiangdong, will it be open for business in two months," Da Pao said behind him, "You can go there to play, and I want to take my mother there."
"Look at the summer vacation," Jiang Kuo said, "together."
"It doesn't matter, does it?" Cannon said.
"I don't know," Jiang Kuo frowned, "As soon as the lawsuit starts, it won't be over in a year or two, and it's hard to say whether it will affect it or not. Maybe there is a shortage of funds and it will have to be sold."
"Buying, selling and selling have been in cycles over the years," Cannon said. "It's normal. Now it's better to let him recover from his illness than anything else."
"I have to be able to persuade me." Jiang Kuo said.
"Certainly," said Cannon. "You cry in front of the bed, and he promises everything."
"Fuck you!" Jiang Kuo said, "I've never cried in front of him in my life. I'm crazy and I cry."
"That's why it works!" said the cannon.
"Don't make up your mind." Jiang Kuo frowned.
When they arrived at the barbecue restaurant, the peak business period had passed, and there were not many customers in the store, but because Cannon called in advance, the store rearranged new dishes for them in the small hall.
Since Jiang Kuo went to school, his picky tastes became less and less picky, and it was only now that he was reactivated.
Duan Feifei helped him hold the plate, and he just folded it.
"The beef is very good today," Manager Chen introduced next to him, "this beef..."
"You don't have to follow," Jiang Kuo said, "Thank you."
"Manager Chen, please rest," said Cannon. "I'm not that particular about myself. I'll find you if I need anything."
"Okay, call me then." Manager Chen nodded and left.
Duan Feifei looked at Jiang Kuo, who had returned to a state of denial in an environment where he did not recognize his six relatives, and had a strange feeling, which was very interesting.
"I'm going to eat pork today. After eavesdropping on Jiang Lu's phone call, I've been thinking about roasting pork belly, it's so oily, ah..." Jiang Kuo said, "He kept telling me about beef..."
"You said you want to eat five flowers and let him introduce pork." Duan Feifei changed the filled plate and handed an empty one to Jiang Kuo.
"I'm too lazy to talk about it, let's talk about pork belly. Look at today's pork belly, it's fat and thin, very well-proportioned..." Jiang Kuo said, "Why don't he rest? We'll leave after eating."
"Give me some beef and fish," Duan Feifei said, "I want to try something other than five flowers."
"Don't worry," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll pick a good plate for you later."
The roasted five flowers are still very fragrant, sizzling with oil and fragrant.
Others are also very fragrant. The three of them took turns to get up and bring them one plate at a time. The waiter also came to add the dishes twice in the middle.
"Are we exaggerating a bit?" Cannon said. "Yes," Jiang Kuo nodded, "I haven't eaten like this for a long time, maybe I'm hungry all afternoon."
"I'm just waiting for you to get hungry," Cannon said.
"I've always been hungry." Duan Feifei said.
Although they brought a lot of them, they didn't waste any of them. When they finally finished eating, Jiang Kuo roasted a missed broccoli and ate it.
The combination of Jiang Kuo's thrifty habit of not having leftovers and the wasteful habit of eating vegetables after five minutes is very wonderful.
After eating, they rushed back to the hospital, just before the end of the visiting hours in the inpatient department.
Cannon still waved his hand, and got into the car with the people from the engineering department, dutifully continuing to stare at suspicious people other than them.
Jiang Kuo and Duan Feifei returned to the first floor of Jiang's ward. Most of the patients were resting, watching TV and chatting in the ward. There was no one in the corridor.
There were people standing outside Mr. Jiang's ward, nodding and saying hello when he saw them coming.
"Has lawyer Jiang gone?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"Let's go," the man said, "your mother just came over."
"Oh." Jiang Kuo walked to the door, hesitated for a while and didn't push the door in immediately.
"What?" Duan Feifei asked in a low voice.
"What if they are in you and me?" Jiang Kuo looked in from the window on the door. In this direction, he could only see the foot of the bed, not President Jiang and his wife.
"Knock on the door." Duan Feifei said.
"Then why don't you interrupt them?" Jiang Kuo said softly.
"... Then stand for a while?" Duan Feifei said.
Jiang Kuo smiled and listened to the door. He could hear the voice of the voice, but his tone was not very rude, so he was about to knock on the door and go in.
"Now I'm thinking about whether to take over the successor." Mom walked to the table to pour water, and her voice became clear, "Are you unable to do it?"
Duan Feifei glanced at Jiang Kuo. Jiang Kuo had no expression on his face, looked calm, and knocked on the door twice.
"Come in." Mom glanced over here.
Jiang Kuo pushed the door open and entered the ward: "Mom."
"Why didn't you go home?" Mom asked with a smile, "I ran over again."
"Come and have a look," Jiang Kuo said, "I'll go back to school tomorrow, stay a while longer."
"Hello, Auntie," Duan Feifei greeted and looked at President Jiang again, "Mr. Jiang, I'm here again."
"You just follow him," President Jiang smiled, "Have you finished eating?"
"Well." Jiang Kuo walked to the bedside, reached out and took off the bedside card hanging by the bedside, and glanced down quickly.
Some were disappointed to find that in order to protect the privacy of patients, the hospital only wrote nursing requirements and the like, and did not see the diagnosis of President Jiang's injury.
He couldn't help but snort.
"Why," President Jiang responded quickly, he immediately understood what he wanted to see, and raised his eyebrows smugly, "Didn't see what you wanted to see?"
"Just be honest," Jiang Kuo said. "Isn't there a reliable successor to handle the company's affairs? You can discuss meetings with lawyer Jiang here without delay." This time it was President Jiang's turn to tsk one sound.
Mom laughed from behind.
"What about eavesdropping at the door?" President Jiang said.
"I'm afraid of interrupting the world of the two of you..." Jiang Kuo said, "I'm not surprised if I really eavesdropped. I came all the way back, not to let you go back and forth, and I don't say it or hide it."
"Then what do you want to know?" President Jiang asked.
When Duan Feifei heard this, he felt that he could chat for a while, so he turned around and walked slowly out of the ward.
The black-faced elder brother standing outside should be from the engineering department. He had nowhere to go when he was idle, so he walked over to the black-faced elder brother and said hello, "Does this have to stay overnight?"
"No, change someone else later," the black-faced elder brother smiled, "You are Jiang Kuo's classmate, aren't you?"
"Well," Duan Feifei nodded, "I came here in a hurry, there are several people who will take care of anything."
"It shouldn't be a big deal," the black-faced elder brother said. "At this point, you dare to do things behind your back, because you are afraid that you will be exposed too late."
"Yes." Duan Feifei agreed.
Big brother is probably a little lonely here, but he can chat quite a bit.
The local customs, the history of Mr. Jiang's entrepreneurial events, and the conversation didn't come to an end until Duan Feifei's phone rang.
The call was from the old uncle: "You can go there tomorrow. Luo Guanjiao didn't get through to you this afternoon, so he called me here."
"Is something wrong?" Duan Feifei asked.
"Isn't it coming out soon? It's still a month away," the uncle said. "Something you need to pay attention to and communicate with your family members. I think Luo Guanjiao is really responsible, so you can take time to visit."
"Yeah." Duan Feifei replied, "I'll go there tomorrow afternoon. There will be one class in the afternoon, so it's better to ask for leave."
"Okay, you look at the schedule," the uncle said, "you didn't come to the store today, and I was thinking about discussing with you about his coming out. The store really needs manpower. I can't do anything, so the person I invited can only do work, and I can't help with other business matters."
"I'm thinking about this," Duan Feifei said, "wait for him to come out slowly and see how to tell him."
After hanging up, he went to the window in the hallway and looked out.
In the past, I always felt that time passed very slowly, as if I could never wait for the day when my father came out, but now I feel that time passes very fast, and in a blink of an eye, people will be back next month.
Their lives have changed dramatically in every sense.
Very emotional.
"That's why I'm going to be discharged from the hospital, and I'm not angry." President Jiang looked at Jiang Kuo, "Am I such a naive person? I'm not you."
"Just talk about things, don't drag and step on them." Jiang Kuo said.
"In addition to collecting and sorting out evidence now, it's psychological warfare," President Jiang said. "It doesn't mean that if I get the evidence, I will definitely win. The loss is always lost no matter what. The key is to minimize it. It doesn't affect the general direction, but the psychological pressure is gone."
Jiang Kuo frowned and sighed without speaking.
"I've been through the storm for so many years, and I haven't seen anyone," President Jiang said. "When you were in junior high school, I couldn't even get the loan. Seeing that the next step is completely finished, I'll come here. You have to be right. Your father is confident."
"That's it," Jiang Kuo looked at him, "Tomorrow you go back to the company to show your face, and then go back to the hospital. You can take time every day to go back for a show, but you can't be discharged from the hospital."
President Jiang laughed.
"I don't have much time to accompany you," Jiang Kuo said. "I'll go back the day after tomorrow, and I'll watch you for another day tomorrow, okay?"
"I can't ask for it." President Jiang said with a smile.
Jiang Kuo sighed again: "Don't say drop out again."
"Don't say it," President Jiang smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "You do what you want, the company, if you want to take over, I won't agree, you can do it if you haven't followed me for five years or ten years. Come down? Of the people around me, who didn't watch you grow up... I really didn't think about you."
"Yeah." Jiang Kuo nodded, unable to tell whether he was relieved or disappointed.
"You can hold the company's shares when you get over it, and I don't care what else you want to do," President Jiang said, "don't think I have any idea if I don't think about handing over the company to you. I've been working hard for so many years for It is to let my children live according to their own ideas, not to continue to help me with my career, some people can continue to do my career."
Jiang Kuo quickly lowered his head, a tear dripped on the sheets, and he quickly put his elbows up, pretending to bow his head in thought.
President Jiang has never said such a thing to him, and they rarely have such a deep communication. He only knows that although they can't chat together, he always has to be with President Jiang, but President Jiang's love for him is not. will not change.
But other than that, President Jiang has never made these ideas clear to him, and maybe he has never given President Jiang such an opportunity.
"Aren't you very moved?" President Jiang asked.
"... How could anyone ask that directly?" Jiang Kuo was speechless.
"If I don't ask, you won't tell." President Jiang said.
"Do you need to say that?" Jiang Kuo raised his head and looked at him with a swipe of eyes, "You're an old fox, can't you see it?"
President Jiang smiled with satisfaction.
"I'm going back," Jiang Kuo got up and wiped his eyes with a tissue from the bedside, "I'll come back tomorrow morning."
"Hurry back," President Jiang said, "I'll delay my chat with your mother."
Jiang Kuo clicked his tongue and walked out of the ward quickly.
Duan Feifei was grabbing his mobile phone, and when he saw him coming out, he immediately walked over with his mobile phone in hand and asked, "How was the chat?"
"It's okay," Jiang Kuo looked at his eager look, and seemed to have something else, "What?"
"Then listen to this first." Duan Feifei handed the phone to his ear.
Then he heard Yang Ke's excited voice: "Did you hear it?"
In the background is a series of ding dong ding dong sounds, which in an instant become a film.
"What is this?" Jiang Kuo asked.
"The reminder sound for placing an order." Duan Feifei said.
"Damn it," Jiang Kuo was stunned, "Did Xiaozhu send that video?"
"Yes," Duan Feifei said, "After she posted it, she asked someone to turn around, and then a wave of orders came. Yang Ke said that it lasted for about ten minutes, and his customer service was too busy. ."
"Is it so exaggerated?" Jiang Kuo couldn't control the corners of his mouth, "The customer service is not fast enough to give Ding Zhe and the others a number."
"It's already been on the top, and I asked them to deal with it immediately," Duan Feifei said. "Actually, there are not so many people asking about product information, and many people are here to tease customer service."
"Then they are the most suitable for this job." Jiang Kuo took out his mobile phone. Just in order to chat with President Jiang, he muted his mobile phone, and now he turned it on. For the first time, his mobile phone, which had been lonely as snow for many years, was turned off for the first time. With so much news, although it is basically a model group chat.
"I've been busy right now," Duan Feifei said, "How about you talk about your side first?"
"It's good..." Jiang Kuo said, "Mr. Jiang just told me that he wouldn't let me take his class, and he never considered letting me join the company, and everyone around him followed him for ten times. The eight-year-old is much stronger than me..."
"...Is this a good conversation?" Duan Feifei was a little puzzled, "Does it sound like you are about to break up with each other?"
Jiang Kuo laughed: "The meaning of this is to let me not worry, do what I want, he won't care about me."
"That's a cruel expression..." Duan Feifei glanced at the ward and walked down the stairs with Jiang Kuo, "Then have you persuaded him not to be discharged from the hospital?"
"It's a good persuasion, but I have to stay with him for another day tomorrow and keep an eye on it," Jiang Kuo said. "It's mainly because his head is cracked. I want to ask the doctor in detail tomorrow. Let's go tomorrow night or the morning the day after tomorrow. Go back to school."
"Ah." Duan Feifei stopped.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Kuo turned to look at him.
"I have to go back tomorrow," Duan Feifei also looked at him, "Meet Luo Guanjiao and tell me about my dad's coming out."
"Ah." Jiang Kuo was stunned.
"Don't learn from me." Duan Feifei said.
"Ah," Jiang Kuo said, "are you going to leave me?"
"Ah," Duan Feifei said, "Aren't you going to chase me the day after tomorrow?"
"Fuck," Jiang Kuo laughed, "Okay, then you go back first and drive my car."
"No, I'll take the train," Duan Feifei said, "I'm driving your car, my butt hurts."
Jiang Kuo looked at him and narrowed his eyes.
"That's it..." Duan Feifei paused and looked at him, "What do you think?"
"Go home," Jiang Kuo waved his hand and jumped down the stairs, "Would you like to lie down on my nightclub bed with eyes open and lights turned on?"