The media was packed to the rafters, covering all kinds of tidbits outside the door. Sitting in the conference room, Jiang and his entourage felt extremely nervous. Even if they had acquired land, bids, etc. before, they had never been so nervous. This is not
His first performance on the international stage was the most crucial one, and its importance far exceeded ten successful bids. More importantly, his identity as the prince began to slowly fade away, and the new emperor began to slowly
Slow access to the throne.
The media naturally knew the news, so many well-known domestic financial media sent reporters to cover this event. Everyone hoped to get first-hand latest information.
Jiang Yixing drank a cup of coffee. He felt his mouth was dry for no reason, so he drank another cup. The assistant next to him noticed his nervousness and whispered a few words in his ear. In order to relieve his mood,
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Jiang and his party watched for a few minutes, and became even more restless. Somehow, just like the afternoon when they received their marriage certificate, they felt hot and restless, as if something beyond their control was about to happen.
It was his inner demon, his nightmare for many years to come, a false start - and it turned out that the old saying was true: even cooked ducks fly. He felt exactly the same today as he did that day, for no reason.
Fear - this time, you must not let the cooked duck fly away again. Last time, love was ruined, this time, it will ruin your career!
He quietly got up and walked into the inner room.
Jiang Heng's voice sounded very serious and low: "At the critical moment, you can't think too much here and there. Remember, nothing can go wrong today..."
His voice sounded a little strange on the microphone: "Dad, I really can't believe that everything is going so smoothly. Could Yi Xiangxi be knocked down so easily?"
"Forget Yi Xiangxi!"
Jiang Heng said in a deep voice, "From now on, completely forget about Yi Xiangxi. Remember, there is no such person in the world anymore..."
"But, there is also Liang Xiaodong..."
"Since ancient times, only the father's debt has been paid by the son. Where have you ever heard of a brother who would avenge his brother? Besides, Liang Xiaodong is nothing! Yi Xing, you just need to remember that you have a son, Yi Xiangxi, but not a son!"
I have a son, Yi Xiangxi has no son!
"Yi Xiangxi's bloodline has been completely cut off by him~! Cut off! There is no need for you to worry about anything anymore!"
Jiang Yixing wanted to say something else, but he heard the other party hang up the phone with a snap. He smiled bitterly and slumped down on the big chair in vain, not knowing why he was so nervous and uncomfortable.
For a long time, he chewed on his father's words and suddenly said loudly: "Bring my son in!"
The assistants were puzzled, but no one dared to disobey the new emperor's wishes and immediately invited the next prince who was resting in the hotel.
The little prince was bored and kept tugging on the little gentleman's tie at the collar. When he saw his father, he immediately shouted: "Dad, it took you a long time to take me to play? It's so boring, so boring. I don't want to stay in the hotel at all.
It’s really boring…”
He said the word "death" several times in a row. Jiang and his party didn't know whether it was because of their nervousness or something else. They felt very unhappy when they heard the word "death". However, he held the child with one hand and looked at his face: "Son..."