Rebirth of the World’s Richest Man

Jiang Xiaobai and Song Xin didn't talk for a while, Song Hanbin came with the children, Tangtang ran into the house to play, Song Hanbin sat down under the awning.

In Shanghai at the end of the first lunar month, the weather is not very warm yet, but cups of steaming and fragrant tea bring warmth.

"When will Zhao Gang come over?" Song Hanbin asked while drinking tea. He didn't have any friends here in Shanghai. When Zhao Gang came, the two brothers could chat, drink tea, and take their granddaughter out for a stroll.

"My father-in-law, it should only be these two days. He planned to come with him after the new year. Later, some old friends of his came over, so he will stay in Longcheng for a few more days." Jiang Xiaobai said with a smile.

Song Hanbin nodded: "This person is getting old, and the number of times he sees friends will be reduced. If you can meet as many times as you can, you should meet as many times as you can. I don't know how many times we can see in such a beautiful spring."

"Haha, what's the matter? You still want to watch Tangtang grow up and get married in a wedding dress." Jiang Xiaobai changed the subject, he knew what Song Hanbin was thinking.

In this spring, which is full of spring, it is in stark contrast with the old man. When people get old, they tend to be sentimental. From time to time, I think of myself.

"Seriously, Xiaobai, did you find that bastard?" Song Hanbin suddenly looked at Jiang Xiaobai and asked.

Jiang Xiaobai asked subconsciously: "Which bastard?"

"It's Tangtang's biological father, that bastard." Song Hanbin said through gritted teeth.

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head when he heard the words, and smiled wryly: "To tell you the truth, the person I arranged over there has been looking for it, but this person seems to have evaporated from the world, no, even this Donnie seems to have never There is nothing like it, there is no trace at all."

Song Hanbin frowned immediately when he heard the words, and looked at Jiang Xiaobai with some doubts: "There are no traces at all. People leave their names, and geese leave their names. This person has lived in Chinatown for such a long time. Are there no traces?"

Jiang Xiaobai shook his head: "I'm also wondering about this, but there is really no trace at all. I just have to dig three feet to find someone."

"Really?" Song Hanbin stared at Jiang Xiaobai closely, apparently not believing it at all. He knew about Jiang Xiaobai's financial resources, and that place abroad was a place that only valued money.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't even find a single person. Of course, it's possible that he couldn't find anyone, but it would be nonsense to say that there was no trace of this person.

How could there be no trace of a person at all, not to mention the current peaceful years, even in times of war, in times of chaos, background checks, etc., you can find people, and you can get a rough look at your personal situation.

How could there be no trace at all, unless it is...

Thinking of Song Hanbin, he asked directly, "Xiaobai, it's not like you found out through investigation, but you and Xin'er joined forces, and don't let me, an old man, know."

Jiang Xiaobai's eyes widened immediately: "Old Song, you must pay attention to evidence when you speak, and you can't wrong people out of thin air. I was the one who offered to help in the investigation of Downey."

In fact, Jiang Xiaobai was also puzzled, but he couldn't find anyone. Now that Song Hanbin has wronged him so much, of course he quit.

"No, how come there are no traces?"

"You ask me, who should I ask? I still think that the name you gave is wrong." Jiang Xiaobai was also very wronged.

Song Hanbin was also unhappy: "How old am I, I can give you a wrong name."

"Then why can't anyone be found?"

"No, are you asking me?"

Jiang Xiaobai and Song Hanbin stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, and there was nothing good to do for a while.

"I really tried my best, or maybe Downey gave her a fake name, and Xin'er didn't want us to find it in the first place." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Song Hanbin nodded, then shook his head again: "There is no trace of this at all. I suspect it's hard to say whether there is even this person."

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaobai asked.

Song Hanbin got up and glanced at Jiang Xiaobai: "Go back and pack your things, let's talk about it another day."

Jiang Xiaobai looked at Song Hanbin's back and muttered, "This old man is weird."

Song Hanbin also murmured in his heart: If there is really no such person, will there be no such person at all? I thought it was a bit strange at the time.

Xin'er suddenly ran abroad by herself, and then suddenly got married and had a child. All these things always felt a little too rushed.

I had suspected Jiang Xiaobai at the time, but Jiang Xiaobai showed that he was completely ignorant, but if it wasn't for Jiang Xiaobai, it wouldn't make sense.

Song Hanbin went home full of doubts, and Jiang Xiaobai's house was almost cleaned up.

There are many people and strength, and Jiang Xiaobai will also help with the placement of the remaining items.

Of course, all Jiang Xiaobai has to do is tidy up his study, and don't need to worry about the rest.

The new study room faces south and is sunny. There is a huge mahogany desk with a grand chair, and there is a calligraphy and painting of famous people on the wall, with four big characters written: "Peace and distance."

Then there is a huge bookcase. Let's put it this way, Jiang Xiaobai has bought the most books these years, and the bookcase in the office is better.

But the bookcase in the study must be big enough, full of the smell of books.

A pot of green plants in the corner adds a touch of color and vitality to the whole study room. Sunlight pours in from the window and fills the whole study room.

Jiang Xiaobai also started to pack up, one by one book began to be placed, Jiang Xiaobai has read some of the books here, but most of them have not, but it does not affect Jiang Xiaobai's love for these books.

At noon, Jianhua Hotel sent someone to deliver the food, and it was not packed until five o'clock in the afternoon.

Just finished moving, and didn't cook at home at night, so I called Song Xin's family to Jianhua Restaurant for dinner.

And discussing the matter of starting a fire at home one day, and who to call over.

"We'll finish it in one day. When the time comes, we'll call a few people over, and then go to your house first, and then come to my house. It's fine if you have such a purpose." Jiang Xiaobai said.

Normally, when you move, you need to invite some relatives and friends over for a meal. One is to tell these relatives and friends that they have moved, and the other is to increase the popularity of the new home.

"Okay, I have no objection." Song Xin nodded, and then asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"You inform Zhao Xiaojin and others, and I inform Zhang Weiyi and others. Let's keep it simple and don't make it too complicated." Jiang Xiaobai thought for a while and said.