The old man of the Weng family is sitting at the top.
This is an old man who is nearly 70 years old. He is always full of energy in front of the interview camera, but his old appearance behind the camera reveals his powerlessness in the face of time.
No matter whether he is an emperor or an overlord, no matter how powerful he is, he will one day turn to dust. At the time of the change of office, he is the most promising to aspire to the State Council, but he is planning a retreat for his descendants in advance. He does not want to see himself in a hundred years.
The Weng family passed away with the wind.
The most tragic thing in the world is that a prince's family goes from prosperity to decline, staging a Dream of Red Mansions.
The subordinates of Mr. Weng were his two sons and daughters. The atmosphere in the hall was a bit solemn, and several juniors even breathed a little cautiously, carefully trying to figure out the expression on the old man's face.
"You came back by yourself, why hasn't Li Hong come back yet?"
The old man finally spoke, looking at his eldest son and asking calmly. Weng Xianghong shook his head and said: "She is still in the hospital taking care of her. Dad, you don't have to worry. Besides..."
Weng Xianghong was a little hesitant about whether he needed to tell the story about Qian Jun's appearance in the hospital today. At first, he thought it was just Qian Jun coming to demonstrate. If he reported this to the old man, he might be scolded again and appear incompetent.
I can't even deal with a few young boys. Secondly, if there is something really going on, if I don't say it now, I'm afraid the situation will be even more serious.
Weng Xianghong felt a little regretful at this time. Why did she impulsively walk out on her own? She should have brought her wife out as well. At least she would have a shield at this time.
God knows what those three demon kings will do!
"Why are you hesitating? When did you become so mother-in-law?" The old man picked up the tea in front of him, took a sip, shook his head and said, "This tea is better brewed by Li Hong."
"Qian Jun and Chen Cheng Lengjie came to the hospital together today. We happened to be in the ward and there was a little conflict, but it was nothing serious..."
Before Weng Xianghong finished speaking, she heard the old man put the tea cup heavily on the table. The sound was not loud but very clear, like a hard knock on Weng Xianghong's heart. Weng Xianghong's heart skipped a beat and she did not dare to continue anymore.
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"Why didn't you tell me about this earlier? You're telling me now that it's not a big deal? With Fu Qianjun's method of daring to kill Leilei in broad daylight, everything he does has a purpose, and you still say it's not a big deal?!" Weng
The old man looked at his son, whose face was a little tense, and frowned and scolded him.
Seeing that Weng Xianghong was frightened, Mr. Weng looked normal again and asked calmly: "What did they say?"
Weng Xianghong then told the whole story in detail. Of course, those scandals were exposed.
"He beat Leilei? You, a father, didn't react at all? You let your wife run out to face those three men? Don't you know that the Fu family's bastard is capable of anything?!"
Weng Xianghong's younger brother Weng Xiangyang jumped out first, looked at his brother in disbelief and shouted. On the other hand, the youngest sister quickly grabbed Weng Xiangyang. Weng Xiangyang looked at the old man angrily and sat back obediently.
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Undoubtedly, his leaving is the biggest mistake today.
"Hurry up and call Li Hong and ask her to come back immediately. Also, bring Leilei back and treat her at home." Mr. Weng did not blame Weng Xianghong, but quickly gave a plan to deal with it. Lao Jiang was very understanding of the situation.
The processing method is extremely fast.
Weng Xianghong sighed deeply, took out the phone and was about to dial a number when Li Hong, one of the protagonists of the incident, came back.
Neatly dressed, dignified makeup, expressionless face, and somewhat frivolous steps.
"Sister-in-law..." Weng Xiangyang stood up and was about to say something when he saw a man following Li Hong.
Young, noble, and charming. Like a king!
"Fu Qianjun?!"
Weng Xianghong waited for the young man at the door and said, "He didn't expect that Qian Jun would dare to come directly to the house. He was so bold and didn't take the Weng family seriously at all."
But for a moment, Weng Xianghong broke out in a cold sweat. What was he doing here?
This question temporarily suppressed his doubts about his wife's abnormal behavior.
Li Hong seemed to have been struck by lightning and came back to life. His eyes gradually focused and he turned to stare at Qian Jun. Suddenly he rushed towards Qian Jun hysterically and kept shouting: "Devil, I want to kill you, you are
Devil, devil!!!”
"Sister-in-law!"
Weng Xiangyang, who was closest to the inner door, rushed over and grabbed Li Hong. At this time, the old man said: "Send her upstairs to rest. Fu family boy, come and sit down."
He actually pointed to the seat next to him, where only the old lady of the Weng family was usually qualified to sit.
In Mr. Weng's heart, Qianjun's position is enough to be equal to his own.
Qian Jun maintained his contempt and disdain for everyone except Mr. Weng. He walked to the opposite side of the old man and sat down. He crossed his legs and said, "I came today to discuss reconciliation with Mr. Weng."
Reconciliation? Children and grandchildren become high-level paraplegics, and are even so arrogant that they rush to the hospital and have a conflict in front of their parents, but they still have the nerve to come over and ask for reconciliation?
But Mr. Weng just frowned and did not speak immediately, remaining inscrutable.
"Fu, are you kidding me?"
Weng Xianghong's younger sister, Weng Li, sat next to the old man and looked proudly at Qian Jun, who was a generation younger than her. Her face showed the unique arrogance of a descendant of a proud family. "Boy from the Fu family, you look at the world too small."
, you take yourself too seriously."
Mr. Weng An Ran picked up the tea cup in front of him, blew it, took a sip, and said calmly: "Do you think what you did will bring great benefits to the southern faction? You are already an adult, and
Having achieved world-renowned achievements, I don’t think you should be so immature.”
The height at which Mr. Weng stood determined that his vision was much broader than that of ordinary people. He knew Qian Jun's identity, so there was no problem with his words.
Thousands of troops have indeed achieved world-renowned achievements, but not many people know about it.
But that didn't stop Mr. Weng from questioning him. The waters of the Republic are too deep, and it's not possible for one person to play it alone.