Chen Yang turned around calmly and walked out of the office.
From behind, his voice continued:
"It won't be long before I go back to Beijing."
"Some of the accumulated problems should be dealt with."
"I don't care what you think or choose."
"You carry the result yourself."
After saying these words, Chen Yang ignored Jiang He who was swearing to the sky and sweating profusely, and he didn't care what would happen to Li Liang who was stunned?
He went straight out of Jiujiang Real Estate Company, stood on the busy street, squinted his eyes and glanced at the sun in the sky.
At the same time, in the luxurious old house of the Chen family in Shangjing, there were also people squinting at the same sun.
This old house was where Chen Yang's father once presided over a large and bloated thousand-year-old family;
It was also here that after Chen Yang's father passed away in a mysterious car accident, Grandpa Chen Yang returned to the family and continued to run the family.
Same here, Chen Yang's grandfather, Mr. Chen, was seriously ill in bed, and his successor, Mrs. Jiang, gave orders on his behalf.
Under the control of Mrs. Jiang, the Chen family in Beijing declined year by year, and even suffered a big fall in Africa. The Chen family was almost killed by a gap of 10 billion.
Although Old Mrs. Jiang is Mr. Chen’s straight-married second wife, she is qualified to give orders on behalf of Mr. Chen who is ill in bed.
However, after a series of setbacks, many people in the Chen family secretly wondered, can this woman with a foreign surname really support the Chen family?
Gradually, many rumors spread within the family and in the upper class society in Beijing. The Chen family building in Beijing, a thousand-year-old family, is about to collapse. Perhaps a generation of famous families will also decline.
In a garden that looks like a Soviet-style garden, Mrs. Jiang straightened her back and looked up at the sun in the sky.
There was magnetism in her voice: "Chen Yang still has no intention of returning to Beijing?
Are you still hiding in that wretched place in Xiajiang, in front of your worthless son-in-law?"
Mrs. Jiang was full of doubts and said: "What on earth did he think?"
Old Mrs. Jiang could understand Chen Yang's resistance and refusal to return at first. After all, Chen Yang had been wronged for so many years, and the rabbit would bite people when it got angry.
But after such a long time, he still didn't reply, which is a bit of a problem.
A clear voice, 80% similar to Chen Yang, sounded next to Mrs. Jiang:
"Maybe it's because I don't care about Shu. Or maybe I don't love the country and loves the beauty."
Old Mrs. Jiang turned her head and looked at the owner of the voice.
He was a young man about 175 years old, with a tall and tall build. Unfortunately, his face was wrapped in gauze, and there was still a faint trace of blood.
What kind of injury does he seem to have on his face?
Mrs. Jiang said distressedly: "Are you feeling better yet?"
The man wearing gauze didn't care, and said lightly: "The doctor said it will be over soon. It's not a big deal."
Mrs. Jiang nodded and said:
"There are rumors outside that our Chen family will soon collapse. What do you think?"
"Grandma, the Chen family will not fall. Even if the Chen family in Beijing falls, as long as the blood is still there, then another Chen family will stand up in Xiajiang City."
The gauze man said it calmly, as if he didn't care at all.
"Haha." Mrs. Jiang just raised her face and smiled.
Mrs. Jiang knew very well who he was talking about, but Chen Yang didn't care at all about the fate of the Chen family in Beijing, because the Chen family in Beijing only brought pain to Chen Yang. With Chen Yang's current strength and power, if he wanted to continue
It is easy to establish a Chen family.
"But you are right about one thing. After all, Chen Yang has the blood of the Chen family in Beijing. He can never deny this."