Luo Jun stood up from his chair, walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, and looked down at the city under the building.
"This is...the Leng family's emperor's vision!"
Han Qing raised his eyebrows.
Soon, smile.
"Mr. Luo, I'm worrying too much."
Luo Jun raised his palm slightly and said, "Do as I say. In short, the bigger the noise about this matter, the better. And... quietly let out a little gossip, saying that... Imperial Vision's funds are in danger of being disconnected. Arrange flights,
I will fly to Hong Kong early tomorrow morning."
"Okay, I'll be there right away." Han Qing responded with a smile, turned around and walked out of the office.
Luo Jun looked away from downstairs, turned around and walked to the table, took his mobile phone and dialed a number to the bodyguard.
"I'll be down right away. Wait for me at the door."
When he came downstairs, the driver had already driven the car over, and several bodyguards were waiting at the door.
Luo Jun is not someone who likes to show off, but he is also very concerned about his own safety now.
After the last press conference incident, he became more cautious.
The other party is obviously someone who can use any means, so there is nothing wrong with being more careful.
Driving back to the farm, Luo Jun picked up Chu Xiaochen and Chu Le and rushed to the Qiao family's old house.
Tomorrow morning, Qiao Yujun will leave Beijing.
By then, Qiao Haoting would be the only one left in the Qiao family.
What Chu Xiaochen meant was that in the past at Qiao's house, the family had a reunion dinner.
Luo Jun understood what she was thinking. Although he didn't want to see Qiao Yujun, he agreed, but he just didn't want to violate her wish.
It was already dusk when the family of three arrived at Qiao's house.
The big house was neatly tidied, but it seemed a little deserted.
When the three of them walked in, Qiao Haoting was standing under the sycamore tree, looking up at the branches in a daze.
When people get old, they always like to recall those past events. Many years ago, there was always laughter and laughter under this tree, but now he is the only one left with white hair.
Seeing the lonely figure of the old man, Chu Xiaochen felt a pain in his heart and hurriedly patted Chu Le on the back.
Chu Le ran over obediently and took the old man's hand.
"Grandpa Zeng!"
"Hey!" Qiao Haoting lowered his face and looked at the smiling face of the child. A smile immediately appeared on his face, "Lele, Xiaochen...and Luo Jun, all three of your family are here!"
Luo Jun helped Chu Xiaochen over and said, "Lele keeps saying that she misses you, so let's come over and have a look."
"Our Lele loves me the most!" Chu Xiaochen smiled and held Chu Le's little hand, "It's cold outside, let's go inside and play."
Several people entered the living room together.
The servants were busy serving tea, pouring water and getting snacks and fruits, while Qiao Haoting helped Xiao Chule peel oranges and get food.
The old and the young had a great time, and there was constant laughter in the hall.
At this time, Song Zihan also came back from outside, saw Luo Jun and Chu Xiaochen, and came over to say hello.
"You guys sit down for a while, and I'll go upstairs to see Yujun."
Song Zihan went upstairs to the room, and when he came to the bedroom, he didn't see Qiao Yujun.
I walked to Qiao Wei's room opposite and found her.
In just a few days, Qiao Yujun has already lost a lot of weight.
"Yujun!" Song Zihan walked to her side, "Luo Jun and Xiaochen are here... Do you... want to go downstairs and say hello?"
Qiao Yujun gently stroked the photo of Qiao Wei in her hand, "Zihan, do you really not hate them?"
Song Zihan knelt down and looked at her daughter's photo, "I only hate myself for not educating my daughter well."
