In particular, Jiang He directly ignored Jiang Wen's plan to allocate 10 million funds to solve the problem for the beauty.
"That's a good-for-nothing son-in-law..."
Jiang Wen somewhat grasped his father's thinking and argued.
"snort!"
Jiang He didn't even bother to explain, so he made several phone calls in rapid succession.
Some called several major banks, some called the symphony band that once appeared in front of Gu Yuezhai, and some called a rental helicopter...
When Jiang He hung up the last call, his body swayed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and his cell phone dropped to the ground with a click.
"Dad~"
Jiang Wen was frightened. When had he ever seen Jiang He like this? Wasn't he calm and calm even if the sky fell?
Jiang He let go not only of his cell phone, but also of his sweaty golf clubs.
He sighed, touched Jiang Wen's head, and said weakly: "Everything has to do with the good-for-nothing son-in-law Chen Yang you mentioned."
"I don't know what his relationship is with Wanhua's new president, but it can only be him.
Go ahead, whether you apologize or beg for mercy, kneel down or kowtow, beg someone to let you go."
Jiang Wen looked at the unusual Jiang He and his mind was confused. He didn't notice the details in Jiang He's words at all.
Jiang He asked him to beg for mercy, but what he was begging for was to let Jiang Wen go, not Jiujiang Real Estate, nor Jiang He!
Jiang Wen didn't hear anything about the despair, sorrow, and fatherly love contained in this short sentence.
Seeing this, Jiang He sighed, shook his head, and urged again. It wasn't until Jiang Wen hesitantly left his office that he sat down feebly.
Years of fighting in shopping malls have taught him that a behemoth like Wanhua Group can only stop if it moves, and there is no reason to stop once it moves.
He Jiang He and his Jiujiang Real Estate are hopeless.
"Jiang Wen, I hope people can let you go.
Otherwise, our family will have to stay together underground."
Jiang Wen ignored Jiang He's sighs, helplessness, and last bit of extravagant hope.
As soon as he left his father's office, his eyes began to roll, and the thoughts in his heart were spinning even faster:
Didn't that old lady Su Hongyu talk to Tang Jiao?
Chen Yang's trash is trash, and dog meat cannot be put on the market. The big commotion that day was all caused by the help of Wanhua's Lin Xuanlin.
Isn't it stupid to use favors on this?
Where can there be endless use of favors in this world?
The old man is also old and confused.
Jiang Wen rubbed the swollen left side of his face consciously and wisely, and continued to think:
The Wanhua Group must have taken a fancy to our Jiang family's property. How could it stop because of that piece of trash?
How is it possible for me to beg him?
"I might as well..."
Jiang Wen made up his mind and made several calls in succession.
One was for the fierce dragon that he met by chance a few days ago. He heard that he was working for a large overseas consortium and was very cruel and ruthless;
One was to inquire about the situation from Tang Jiao;
The last one was called to Logan.
"Xiao Wan? Yes, yes, I am Jiang Wen.
I'm calling you about something. Aren't you asking about that colorful feather coat?
Yes, yes, I sent it!
My father was there that day, and I didn’t dare to admit it.
That's right, it's not convenient to talk on the phone, let's talk outside..."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Wen's eyes flashed, and his mind was full of pride that "the old man is getting old, the Jiang family still has to rely on me."
An hour later, Chen Yang returned home, and Tang Wanren had already gone out...