Du Jiawen gave a sneer: "The Chen family originally started out as a gangster, and only turned to business in the 1980s. I'm afraid they still have many sources of black money in unknown places. As for those companies, probably
There is also an element of deception."
Xiang Xiaochuang suddenly realized: "No wonder she has such a good relationship with the Tang family. They are all underworld..."
Du Jiawen shook his head: "No, although the Tang family is a gangster, it has a good reputation in Chinatown. There is a business that no matter how profitable it is, it has never been involved in, and that is drugs. Mr. Tang is very loyal. He said
Drugs harm a whole family. He will not do such an unethical business even if gold is shipped to his family."
"It sounds a bit like the knights who robbed the rich and gave to the poor in ancient times..." Xiang Xiaochuang said curiously.
Fang Tianwei burst out laughing at the side: "Xiaochuang, you have such a rich imagination. Mr. Tang is not that noble. He is a very superstitious person. He is afraid that the business he does is too unscrupulous and will destroy the Tang family."
Just cigarettes. He robs both the rich and the poor and never helps others."
"Really? At least he has principles!" Xiang Xiaochuang stubbornly defended Mr. Tang, which immediately made Du Jiawen think twice.
"It seems like your impression of the Tang family is really not that good."
Xiang Xiaochuang heard the displeasure in his tone and hurriedly changed the subject: "What about the Chen family? Aren't you afraid that this business will be too shady?"
"The Chen family... they started out as white powderers. The profits from this business are too huge. I'm afraid they are still doing it now. And the money... was laundered through casinos earlier. I'm afraid their appetite is too big.
They thought it was too troublesome to launder money in the casino, so they used their brains... They bought shares in the American branch, and I'm afraid they had already made up their minds to use the company to launder money."
"Then why did your family agree..."
"Chen Sijia's father, Chen Weirong, and my father were brothers who had their heads cut off for blood exchange. Although my father did not approve of drugs, Uncle Chen once saved my father's life when he was young, so my father had no way to deal with his request.
Rejected." Du Jiawen explained and glanced at Xiang Xiaochuang again, "Almost everyone knows about this past."
Xiang Xiaochuang muttered: "How could I know about your Du family's affairs!"
"Everyone who pays attention to the Du family will see similar reports in newspapers, or this is old news that Chen Weirong and his juniors deliberately dug up."
"If it goes against the Chen family, I'm afraid public opinion will say that your Du family is ungrateful, right?"
Du Jiawen nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, I'm afraid my father knew what Chen Weirong wanted to take over the Du family, so he let me get out of the branch. However, it is Yi Xin's holding company after all. If something happens, Yi Xin can't
Keep to yourself. My father could give up the company to repay Chen Weirong for saving his life, but I can't!"
A breeze blew from the window, blowing the low-hanging gauze curtains. The half-setting sun reflected on Xiang Xiaochuang's face, and his fair skin was almost transparent.
Du Jiawen turned to Xiang Xiaochuang and felt that her delicate facial features were shining like neon light. The cyan blood vessels hidden under the skin could be seen as entangled traces. In the past two days, she seemed to have lost weight again.
Feeling Du Jiawen's gaze, Xiang Xiaochuang asked doubtfully: "What's wrong?"
"You haven't rested well recently and have lost weight." He said, "If you are tired, go and have a good sleep first. Tianwei and I will study how to act."
Xiang Xiaochuang felt a little tired after hearing what he said. He nodded and said, "Okay."
She turned back and entered the room, not bothering to take off her clothes, so she lifted up the quilt. Du Jiawen suddenly walked in, and the breeze blew his slightly messy black hair, which glowed with a pale golden light under the wings of the setting sun.
"You don't mean to..." Xiang Xiaochuang just said this and saw him reaching out his hand to close the window.
"I know that I don't care about anything. The wind is a bit strong. If you fall asleep like this, you will cough non-stop when you wake up." Du Jiawen said casually, "Tianwei and I are outside. Call me if you need anything."
"Oh." Xiang Xiaochuang agreed subconsciously. Seeing the door being vaguely closed, he suddenly lost his sleepiness.
Du Jiawen has never been a person who pays attention to details. He always said that those who do big things do not need to pay attention to small details. But in the past few days, Xiang Xiaochuang was surprised again and again by his thoughtfulness and meticulousness.
He was able to take care of even small things like closing a window in the company's myriad complications, and she couldn't help but be moved.
If she didn't care about that identity, being his lover for the rest of her life wouldn't be a bad idea. But... she thought that she would be in the spotlight of a woman, and let Du Jiawen and her arm-in-arm appear in various occasions with beautiful clothes and beautiful faces.
, just imagining it made her stomach cramp in pain.
It was a heart-breaking pain to willingly hand over the position beside him, and she asked herself that she couldn't bear it. She could not have him become famous in China, she could not have his talent, she could not have his wealth... But she couldn't
Let him leave the right to be with him to another woman.
He fell asleep in a daze, but he didn't sleep well. There were complicated scenes in the dream. Du Jiawen had a sneer on his face, and he was confronting a man whose face he couldn't see clearly. Then, the strange man raised his pistol.
Xiang Xiaochuang screamed in shock, and when he woke up, he found cold sweat on his forehead.
"What's the matter, Xiaochuang?" Du Jiawen rushed in almost immediately, with a panicked look in his eyes.
"Jiawen..." Xiang Xiaochuang looked at his slightly narrow eyes, which were shining with nervousness. He had no time to sort out his thoughts that were entangled in the dream, and hooked his hands around his neck.
Such an action made Du Jiawen happy. This was the first time she took the initiative to get close to him.
"Did you have a nightmare? It's okay, I'm by your side, no one can hurt you." Du Jiawen smiled at him gently, his eyes were clear, but with an erratic coldness.
But he didn't know that what she was worried about was that someone would hurt him.
That tall and faceless shadow is probably Chen Weirong or something? Xiang Xiaochuang thought this way, and felt a little funny. They say that the day is full of thoughts and the night is full of dreams. The "story" he heard before going to bed
", which became the blueprint for the dream story.
"Yes, I understand." She replied softly, but still looked into his eyes uneasily.
Du Jiawen asked with a smile: "What did you dream about? I was so scared that my whole forehead was covered with cold sweat."
He smoothed her forehead hair aside, revealing a plump and smooth forehead. A few strands were half wet, and he carefully wiped them dry with a napkin.
"I dreamed... it seemed to be a shooting scene, so..." Xiang Xiaochuang reluctantly answered, holding his hand, the palm of which was still slightly cold, "What time is it? I seem to have slept for a long time."