Chapter 711

Jian Zhengcun and Jian Yufang didn't speak; Jian Zhao Hongzhang shook his head in disappointment and patted the investigation report again.

"You guys take a good look and ponder it." The old man sighed again, stood up and walked out, "By the way, don't interfere with Qiuqiu's emotional problems, let her make her own decisions."

The old man's words shocked Jian Zhengcun and Jian Yufang; then they heard the old man say: "After I go to see Marx, the future of the Jian family may be tied to Qiuqiu."

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As soon as Ye Tuan entered the house, he saw his son and daughter all waiting for him.

"Dad, how was it?" Ye Zhen asked hurriedly.

Ye Ning poured a cup of tea and brought it to Ye Tuan.

Ye Tuan took the teacup, sat on the chair, and told them about Jian Zhao Hongzhang's request.

It exploded instantly, especially Ye Zhongshan; the one in Guangdong was about to retire, and then he would take office, and this damn thing was given to the Jian family; what was he supposed to do?

How many provinces are there in the whole country? It really is one radish, one pit; unless there is a major event or important adjustment, otherwise if he wants to transfer to a local position, he will have to wait at least four or five years, even if he is Ye Tuan's son, he has to wait.

How many four or five years are there in a person's life? Political life is even shorter. Especially, for a province like Guangdong, which is one of the top ones, losing it means losing it; he couldn't possibly have another chance, how could this not make him angry?

"No, absolutely cannot agree!" Ye Zhongshan's face turned red with excitement.

"Dad!" Ye Zhongyuan's expression was quite serious, "This absolutely cannot be compromised."

For them, Guangdong was too important; if it was lost, the Ye family would lose a lot of say.

Ye Zhonghai also nodded: "This is non-negotiable, definitely not."

Ye Tuan scanned the few people: "Okay, don't agree to that old thing Jian Zhao Hongzhang."

Ye Zhongshan's face was happy, and he breathed a sigh of relief: "That old thing really has a lion's mouth."

Ye Zhonghai sneered: "He thinks he has a hold on us; it's really ridiculous."

Ye Zhongyuan looked at the old man's smiling appearance, his heart jumped; the old man was angry, so this guy didn't say anything, constantly winking at the second and third brothers, but these two guys didn't even look at him.

"Bang!"

Ye Tuan slapped the table heavily, scaring everyone into a shiver; even Ye Zhongyuan, who had been prepared, shook his body.

Ye Zhen patted his chest, wanting to complain, but seeing the old man, whose face was smiling just now, now had no smile at all, shrank his neck and became a transparent person.

"Second, are you unwilling?"

Ye Zhongshan's throat rolled; it was more than just unwilling. If he could smoothly enter Guangdong this time, his future would be smooth sailing. But if he couldn't go to Guangdong, his future would become a bit blurry.

Ye Tuan snorted coldly: "Not agreeing, do you think that old thing Jian Zhao Hongzhang will let go of the opportunity to strike at us? Once Ye Jun's actions are exposed, destroying the overall situation of reform and opening up, destroying the hat of investment attraction, can you guys afford to wear it?"

No one spoke; Ye Zhongshan went from anger to unwillingness, and finally became very guilty, because this crisis of the Ye family was all caused by his son.

Ye Tuan drank some tea, looked at his somewhat dejected children, and his tone softened a bit: "We lost this time, it doesn't matter, just have a chance to win it back."

"Dad!" Ye Ning asked: "What's going on with Daxing? How could Jian Zhao Hongzhang want this place?"

"I haven't figured it out either." Ye Tuan shook his head, "So, I haven't promised him yet."

The crowd fell into deep thought again, all thinking about Jian Zhao Hongzhang's purpose in wanting Daxing, but they broke their heads and couldn't figure out what the use of that broken place was.

"Alright!" Ye Tuan waved his hand, "It's too late, all go back."

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The next morning, Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu were awakened by a series of urgent phone rings.

Jian Qiu curled up in Zhou Andong's arms, reached out and fumbled, grabbing the phone on the bedside table.

"Hello!"

Immediately after, Jian Qiu sat up abruptly, the quilt sliding off her body, revealing her proud upper body.

I don't know what the other party said, but Jian Qiu's serious face gradually became gentle, and finally, a smile appeared.

Zhou Andong opened his eyes, moved his body, leaned against the head of the bed, and found a cigarette to light.

Jian Qiu hung up the phone: "Grandpa called."

"Old Jian Tou?"

"What Old Jian Tou!" Jian Qiu rolled her eyes, then leaned against Zhou Andong and hugged his waist.

"Last night, Ye Tuan went to find Grandpa, and the two talked quite well."

Zhou Andong smiled: "Old Jian Tou's call hit the hotel, obviously he has already investigated us. And being able to call you personally proves that your status in his heart is no worse than those uncles and aunts of yours."

Jian Qiu rubbed her head against Zhou Andong's chest: "No matter what, I will never compromise on my relationship with you."

Zhou Andong hugged Jian Qiu's smooth and slender shoulders and said softly: "Don't worry, after this matter, those uncles and aunts of yours will definitely restrain themselves; if they still dare to interfere, it can only mean their brains are flooded with water."

The two were in a very good mood; Zhou Andong suddenly felt a bit hungry.

"I'm hungry, are you hungry?"

Jian Qiu nodded: "A little!"

"I'll feed you!"

Zhou Andong fed Jian Qiu, and Jian Qiu ate until she was full, lying lazily, not wanting to move at all.

Zhou Andong looked helpless: "Then can you stop lying on me?"

"No!" Jian Qiu hugged Zhou Andong's neck, "Carry me to take a bath."

Zhou Andong didn't want to get up either, but looking at the time, it was already past nine o'clock.

Carrying Jian Qiu, who was hanging on him, into the bathroom, the two took a hot shower.

After washing up and getting dressed, they left the hotel, and it was almost ten o'clock.

Zhou Andong stood at the hotel gate and stretched.

"The matter is over, book the nearest flight to Hong Kong."

Jian Qiu nodded: "There is no flight tomorrow, it has to be the day after tomorrow."

At this time, a young man walked over from not far away; he didn't look very old, wasn't very tall, and his skin was dark.

Wearing a gray homespun outfit, with patches on his knees, and the cuffs were worn out.

One of the big toes on his yellow rubber shoes was exposed.

This guy had a broken bag on his back, his hair was messy, there was eye discharge in the corners of his eyes, and he didn't know how many days he hadn't washed his face; he didn't look much better than a beggar.

It's just that this guy was looking around as he walked, his eyes not enough to see, and from time to time he grinned, revealing a silly smile.

Zhou Andong and Jian Qiu took a look and walked to the side of the road; at this time, the young man also arrived by their side, and seeing the two, his eyes lit up.

Suddenly he took out a knife from his pocket and pressed it against Zhou Andong's waist: "Don't move, robbery!"