The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

"Young Master Zhou, we found it. It is the young master of the Jiang family who has returned."

Zhou Zhaohui frowned: "Where did the young master of the Jiang family come from?"

Zhou Zhaohui has a bunch of cronies, gossip is what he needs most, and there are various channels to inquire about it. Naturally, this time he only dared to come to Zhou Zhaohui to please him because he had inquired clearly.

First he glanced carefully at Zhou Zhaohui, and then whispered, "Young Master Zhou, you still remember that the old lady of the Jiang family had a son who was once a famous genius in Nanzhou."

Zhou Zhaohui's brows and eyes darkened instantly after thinking about it, "So it was him."

The dog friend also knows the gap between the Zhou family and the Jiang family, "When Jiang Heng left Nanzhou, he heard that he married a daughter of a noble family in Jingzhou, and his official career was prosperous, but he was transferred to Jiangzhou and died tragically within a month. This young master is the son of the couple, and he returned to Nanzhou this time to snatch back the inheritance rights of the Jiang Group from Jiang Chao."

Zhou Zhaohui snorted coldly: "It's really a good reincarnation, are you sure that little boy belongs to him?"

The dog friend shook his head: "It's not his person, but his friend's person. I heard that it's a woman. The Jiang family kept the news very tightly. No matter how many people can find out, since he returned to the Jiang family, Jiang There is no more news from Chao, Miss Wang was kicked out of the Jiang family, it seems that Mrs. Jiang is determined to support her own grandson."

"Mrs. Jiang backed him with the stock she held at the bottom of the box, and a group of veterans of the Jiang Group were also on his side. If he could solve the crisis in Shijia Village within three days, Jiang Chao's people would have no reason. Objected."

Zhou Zhaohui clenched his fists: "Why is he Jiang Heng's son..."

Zhou Zhaohui was grateful for saving him that day, but he happened to be like that...

I closed my eyes, and in my mind was my aunt in pain and self-mutilation in the mental hospital. Such a gentle and kind aunt, what did she do wrong?

Opening his eyes again, Zhou Zhaohui's eyes flashed a gloomy coldness: "Father's debt is paid by son."

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"Mingjing, why do you have to go in person, I don't want you to see these dirty things."

A man's deep and magnetic voice came from the phone.

"I've already met Qiu Yelang. If it weren't for your persistent pursuit, it would be difficult to find his trace. I will finish dealing with the matter here as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible."

Ming Spiegel didn't speak any more, even though the other party still had a thousand words to say, he hung up the phone directly.

Xiaohua is waiting at the door.

"Go."

Xiaohua happily prepares to go out.

"Wait, let Ye Feng go with you."

This trip is dangerous, and she is not at ease going to Der Spiegel alone.

Xiao Hua said helplessly, "Okay."

Ye Feng had candied haws in one hand and grilled skewers in the other. He ate it happily, and followed Xiaohua from a distance after hearing this.

Xiaohua took out a wet wipe and handed it to him, with a look of disgust on her face: "Your mouth is full of oil, wipe it off quickly."

Apart from being obsessed with martial arts, Ye Feng's only hobby is eating. In the past few days in Nanzhou, he almost ate all the famous snacks in Nanzhou.

Ye Feng held up the strings of both hands, indicating that he was helpless.

"You are really..." Xiao Hua was speechless, she was clearly a child, so why bother with a child.

Taking a taxi to the ZF building, Xiaohua was stopped by the guards at the door before she got close, and drove her away mercilessly.

Xiao Hua said politely: "I want to find Cardinal Wen, please tell him that I have something very important to give to him."

The two guards looked at each other, then smiled, glanced at the selfless little boy licking candied haws behind Xiaohua, and waved away impatiently: "You children, how do parents discipline you? Is this a place for you to come? If you want to see Cardinal Wen, you really don’t know what to do, if you don’t leave, I will call the police.”

Xiao Hua narrowed her eyes, "So I won't see anyone today?"

"Of course, what do you think, a child."

Xiaohua has a baby face, standing with Ye Feng, like two minors.

Ye Feng's teeth were soured by the hawthorn, and his small face was wrinkled: "If I force my way in? Will it cause trouble for the eldest lady?"

Xiao Hua rolled his eyes at him: "What do you think?"

Ye Feng looked up at the solemn and majestic building, imagining how long it would take to climb to the tallest building with bare hands.

"The task assigned to us by Miss must be completed on time." Xiao Hua clenched her fists tightly, and exchanged glances with Ye Feng, seeing a common firmness in each other's eyes.

Xiao Hua said silently: three...two...one...

"Hi Secretary Zhang." The two guards bowed respectfully.

Xiao Hua turned her head and saw a tall and slender woman in a professional suit walking over. The woman was carrying a snakeskin bag in her hand. Although her dress was very low-key, her accessories were not ordinary.

This is no ordinary secretary.

The woman obviously also saw Xiao Hua and Ye Feng, and raised her eyebrows: "What's going on?"

The words were addressed to the two guards.

"Secretary Zhang, these two kids are playing around. They said they want to find Mr. Wen. If you think it's funny, I'll expel them immediately..."

Xiao Hua's eyes rolled: "Secretary Zhang, right? I have something important to Mr. Wen's future in my hand. He will definitely not regret it after reading it."

Secretary Zhang raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Little sister, that's not how you joke. Go home quickly."

Xiaohua crossed her arms and said with a smile: "Most people in the world have shallow eyelids. I didn't expect even the secretary in this building to be like this. I'm really disappointed. If that's the case, I won't accompany you."

When passing by Secretary Zhang, Xiao Hua said in a voice that only two people could hear: "Secretary Zhang looks rather haggard. I think Mr. Wen's affair was not handled properly."

The words fade away.

Xiaohua strode confidently, saying "three two one."

Finally, when she reached one, Secretary Zhang's slightly panicked voice came from behind: "Wait..."

When the two guards saw Secretary Zhang leading the two children into the building respectfully, their jaws almost dropped from shock. What's going on?

The elevator went up, and in the enclosed space, the atmosphere was oppressive and dull.

Secretary Zhang secretly landed his fingers on the phone screen, typed a few words blindly and sent them.

There was already a murderous intent in his eyes.

"Buzzing buzzing" A fly doesn't know which gap it came out of. How can there be flies in this season?

Before Secretary Zhang had time to think about it, he saw the silent boy stretching out a bamboo stick. The next moment, the buzzing of the flies disappeared.

Secretary Zhang's eyes widened in disbelief, her back was pressed against the cold elevator wall, and what was colder than the wall behind her was her heart.

The boy said with some regret: "I haven't finished eating such a good roast lamb yet."

On the other side of the roasted mutton, there is a fly pierced by a stick, fluttering its wings, struggling on the verge of death.

The boy suddenly handed the fly in front of her: "The cleaning of your building is not good, there are flies."

How deceptive those innocent and ignorant eyes made Secretary Zhang's palms sweat.