"We really didn't expect that Mr. Jiang, who is so avant-garde and open-minded in his thinking, would have such traditional ideas..."
"This is not a tradition, this is the natural responsibility and instinct of human reproduction and inheritance. I have three children, and I treat them equally. I hope they will get the best education and the best growing environment, and then become good people who are most useful to society...
…It is precisely for this reason that our group has vigorously promoted the British
The Talent Education Fund allows the vast number of out-of-school children to receive education. The old and the old are like the old, and the young are like the young. This is the traditional virtue of our Chinese nation. This is true for individuals and for a country. There is only one
Only when the country's sons are strong can the country be truly strong..."
"It turns out that Mr. Jiang means this. It is indeed a sign of great wisdom and great love. We admire your sentiment very much... As we all know, you have invested heavily in charity..."
"Yes, this is one of my ideals: to treat all children in the world as my own sons, so that they will always be full of hope for life, the world, and the outside world. Only in this way can our nation truly stand up and truly stand.
…”
Jiang and his entourage were talking eloquently, and there was thunderous applause... The signing had not even started yet, but the whole world was already cheering for him.
"..."
Qiao Xiaomai looked at his smile and replied... I have never felt that this man was so hypocritical or exaggerated. Is this Jiang Yixing? His so-called childhood sweetheart? His so-called charity, isn't it all about accompanying various female stars?
Dancing and auctioning, showing great courtesy? It may be true that he has countless illegitimate children, but does he regard all the sons of the world as his own sons? Does he think he is Jesus or the Christ?
At this moment, the picture suddenly changed, and the female host's voice also changed: "Now a news break, a helicopter crashed in the primitive jungle of the French colony..."
Qiao Xiaomai was stunned and instinctively raised his voice.
"This helicopter is a private plane. Preliminary information shows that the owner is Chinese, but the identity is not yet known, nor is it known why it crashed in the jungle. It is initially determined that more than three people were killed... There was an accident in the jungle.
The frequent accident location, like the Bermuda Triangle, was once known as the Devil's Jungle of Death. However, in recent years, accidents have rarely occurred and have been gradually forgotten by the world. Unexpectedly, tragedy has quietly come... Regarding how the plane crashed,
Who is up there? All this is still under investigation..."
Qiao Xiaomai's eyesight turned dark and he fell back.
"wheat……"
Liang Xiaodong caught her quickly with quick eyesight, and his heart sank to the bottom of his heart. Even though he had always been cheerful and generous, now he had completely lost his sense of proportion, as if a vast net had been spread out, but he and others had no way out.
escape.
"It's your eldest brother... It's your eldest brother's helicopter. It must be..." Qiao Xiaomai's ears were buzzing, her voice was trembling fiercely, and stars seemed to be rising up in front of her eyes, as if countless fragments were exploding in front of her eyes. She went
She was looking for a mobile phone to make a call, but when her hand shook, the phone fell to the ground. She picked it up, not caring to see if the phone was broken, and quickly dialed the number that had been dialed thousands of times...
Every second was incredibly long until a familiar female voice came from the other side: The number you dialed has been turned off...
As soon as she let go of her hand, the phone fell to the ground again with a loud noise. Her whole body went limp and she slumped down on the chair. It's over, it's over, Yi Xiangxi is done... His plane has crashed...
(ps: Don’t worry, everyone, there will be a huge change in the plot tomorrow. Yes, it is tomorrow... everyone guesses, Master Yi is dead? How will he appear if he is dead?)