Long Jiapeng immediately asked excitedly: "Is there any way you can help me get custody?"
Lin Chuan said in a deep and steady voice: "I can't clearly agree to you now. Even if I could, Shi Yongjin would stop it. After all, custody rights are a bargaining chip for him to buy your shares.
Unless you can clearly reject him, you can only think of other ways, or you won't be able to get it at all!"
These words made Long Jiapeng feel a little lonely.
But in the face of family affection and absolute friendship, Long Jiapeng still chose friendship.
Because although he has always had hope for custody rights, Lin Chuan is right. If he insists on it, he will definitely hurt the child.
In the end, it was left to Lin Chuan, and he absolutely trusted Lin Chuan.
But Lin Chuan also has his own considerations.
The relationship between Shi Yongjin and him was definitely more than that.
But Shi Yongjin must not be allowed to continue to be so arrogant.
As for the custody rights, Lin Chuan also has to help operate it, because this is friendship.
Early the next morning, Lin Chuan asked Shang Jiaxiu to book a flight to the imperial capital in the afternoon.
At the same time, Shi Yongjin also called Long Jiapeng's work shed.
"Boss Long, what are your thoughts?"
Long Jiapeng still has a headache because of his hangover, but Long Jiapeng has not forgotten what Lin Chuan told him.
He first drank some water to moisten his throat, and then said slowly: "Selling shares is no joke. I have to think about this carefully.
You don’t have to worry, if I think about it carefully, I will call you naturally!”
Shi Yongjin was very calm, and just smiled and said: "Yes, as long as you can agree to my acquisition proposal, I will help you with the custody right away!"
"Thank you, Mr. Shi, I still have a headache, so I won't talk about it for now!"
After hanging up the phone, Long Jiapeng's lips curled into a disdainful smile.
He didn't need time to think, but wanted to give Lin Chuan enough time to operate.
On the contrary, Shi Yongjin considered that Long Jiapeng didn't seem to want to make this deal with him.
So he couldn't put all his chips on Long Jiapeng.
His habit is to be prepared with both hands no matter what he does.
So he immediately asked Wang Kaizhe to make an appointment with the president of the management department. He also wanted to use other methods to obtain the coal mine.
Lin Chuan arranged work with Qin Mengying and immediately headed to the airport.
This time he may have to stay in the imperial capital for two more days.
Because he has also made two preparations. If he cannot get custody, he will have to use other methods to get Shi Yongjin to give up his idea.
But when we arrived at the Imperial Capital, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.
Although the current imperial capital is prosperous, there is still a big gap between it and the super city that I remembered from my previous life.
Long Jiapeng’s ex-wife Zhou Wenmei still lives in an old-fashioned courtyard house.
But this courtyard does not belong to Zhou Wenmei, she just owns a house here.
It was the hot season at this time, and people after dinner were sitting in the shade and talking about their favorite topics.
As ordinary people in the imperial capital, they talk more about changes in certain aspects.
Because these are closely related to their lives.
Lin Chuan looked at the address in his hand. It should be the courtyard in front of him.
To be sure, Lin Chuan first asked an uncle at the door.
"Uncle, is there someone named Zhou Wenmei in the courtyard?"
The uncle said with a mouthful of Beijing movies: "You are looking for Xiao Zhou, right? The room on the left when you enter the courtyard is hers. She is doing homework for the children right now. Do you have anything to do with her?"
It seems that if he doesn't answer this question, the uncle can't let him into the hospital.
"I'm her friend. I haven't seen her for a long time. This time I came to the imperial capital specifically to see her!"
The uncle said enthusiastically: "Go, it's the one on the left!"
Walking into this courtyard, the strong imperial capital life style gradually appeared before Lin Chuan's eyes.
It seems that life here is always intertwined with the vague Beijing singing and the news floating in the window.
In the room on the left, the light was indeed on.
A little girl about 10 years old was lying on the desk, writing her homework seriously.
The red scarf around his neck and the three stripes on his cuffs indicate that this child must be studying very well.
And when the girl turned her head inadvertently, her face looked very similar to Long Jiapeng.
Especially those eyes, they are almost carved out of the same mold as Long Jiapeng.
At this time, a woman carrying a pot of vegetables walked out of the kitchen next to her, looked at Lin Chuan in confusion, and asked softly: "Who are you looking for?"
Lin Chuan withdrew his gaze and turned to the woman's face.
To be honest, the first impression this woman gives people is that she is very gentle and well-educated.
This can be seen from her neat and decent dress, her beautiful facial features, and her beautiful figure.
Long Jiapeng said that Zhou Wenmei is a college student and her academic performance is particularly excellent.
After graduating from college, I was assigned to work in a shopping mall as a manager.
Lin Chuan then said: "Hello, my name is Lin Chuan, and I am Long Jiapeng's good friend!"
Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Zhou Wenmei's big dark eyes showed a hint of wariness and anger.
"You don't need to say it. I know what you are here for. You should go back and tell Long Jiapeng that I will not give it to Wenwen. You should let her give up!"
After saying that, Zhou Wenmei quickly walked into the house and closed the door tightly.
Lin Chuan wasn't even given a chance to speak.
Even the curtains were drawn.
This made Lin Chuan look helpless, so he might as well invite him in for a cup of tea.
At this time, the advertisement slogan he designed came out from another window.
It’s a sunny day with you.
But Lin Chuan still shook his head helplessly, it was probably going to rain tonight.
And since it’s so late, it’s better not to talk about it until tomorrow.
Before Lin Chuan could reach the door, the door was suddenly opened.
Zhou Wenmei looked nervous and rushed out carrying Wenwen, who was suffering from a nosebleed and unconscious.
Needless to say, I must go to the hospital.
Lin Chuan immediately ran out of the hospital and stopped a man with his hand.
The uncle and others at the door also stood up and said with concern: "Xiao Zhou, something is wrong with the child again? Send him to the hospital quickly!"
Lin Chuan then shouted: "I'll take you to the hospital!"
Zhou Wenmei still wanted to refuse, but Lin Chuan said angrily: "The child is important, hurry up!"
Half an hour later, in the hospital ward, the doctor frowned and said to Zhou Wenmei, whose face was full of distress: "The child's leukemia cannot be delayed any longer. Now we either need to call in an expert."
Either use expensive imported drugs, there is no other way, you should consider it yourself!"