Chapter 22:

The memories combed forward, and a deliberately forgotten detail reappeared in my mind.
That was at the age of twenty-five. Due to policy changes, the group's development was a bit sluggish. The financial report did not satisfy shareholders and the stock fell a lot.
And after several years of hard work, Jiang Mingyuan also broke a little reputation abroad, known as the most capable young entrepreneurs of our time.
The money allocated to them did not rise, and the shareholders who originally supported those "elders" began to become ambiguous, saying that the Jiang family may be more appropriate to take care of the Jiang family.
The "elders" who have been threatened with their interests certainly cannot tolerate someone threatening their status, not to mention the people they have always looked down on, because of fear and jealousy, their targeting of Jiang Mingyuan has become more mad and unscrupulous.
Jiang Mingyuan's own company was suppressed. Monitors were put in the places where he lived. The car's brakes went out of control and he would run into a drunk driver while walking.
He had a fatal life, instead of "dead by death" as they expected. Instead, he made the company bigger and did not fall behind even in a face-to-face struggle with Jiang. He also found evidence and gave away several old guys. The junior went to prison.
Jiang Mingyuan's tough counterattack awakened them. The person in front of him was no longer the person who could not resist them. They changed to a more "mild" method, took the initiative to approach him, and expressed friendship in various social situations. Invite him to a gathering of business leaders, saying that Jiang will definitely want him to control it in the future.
Jiang Mingyuan knew that those people were not at ease, but he needed these opportunities, and he basically did not refuse those invitations.
Every time you participate in the event, in addition to developing your own network and business, you also need women of all kinds.
This kind of woman who accompanies alcohol in public or private parties is almost an open "hidden rule." Jiang Mingyuan will not have any further relationship with them, nor will he pretend to be insincere. Since then, there have been more scandals related to him. Today, he said he opened a room with someone, and tomorrow he will be hot with another model, and even two actresses are jealous of him on social media.
These messy news would not affect him, and Jiang Mingyuan didn't care about it. Perhaps his silence gave the group of people confidence and made them bolder.
At one event, he drank the fortified wine.
He was young at that time, and his mood suddenly relaxed his vigilance. When being forced into the room by people, Jiang Mingyuan only had endless remorse.
That night, he hugged a girl and nothing happened the next day.
He later found out that those who originally arranged to "accompany" him was an AIDS patient, and also specifically explained that the more intense the better, it is best to get a little wound out. The person they found had a bit of conscience. In the end, they didn't regret it. The middleman was reluctant to pay huge sums and found another girl to replace him before letting him escape.
Jiang Mingyuan was both lucky and frightened. After this incident, he acted with much caution and was not found a gap by those people. One year later, he regained his place. The group of "elders" went to prison for economic crimes. It is unlikely that the lady will come out in this life.
He did not let go of the people who participated in the event at that time. There were only two exceptions. One was the last regret. The other was a woman who had spent the night with him. Jiang Mingyuan let people check it. No problem. Okay.
Jiang Mingyuan inherited his father's personality, and was not passionate about sex. When he was young, he talked about several girlfriends. After the death of his 18-year-old father, all his energy was devoted to his career. And that's it.
The children in the photo seem to be about three or four years old. If it was that time, the time would be right.
He frowned and stared at the photo on the phone, thinking about it, and sent a message to Li Kang: "Where did you take this guy?" 】
As soon as Li Kang was still thinking about how to find out the matter quietly at home, and then told the boss to do something good, he received the news from the boss again. He got up from the bed and watched the news crack his mouth.
I did n’t even care about it, but now it ’s exposed? He was proud, but he didn't dare to delay his movements, and Jiang Mingyuan received a reply soon.
[Li Kangyi: On a barbecue stall at the night market at 65 Changning Street, this year should be four years old. His mother is the stall owner, and the things he cooks are delicious and beautiful. 】
[Li Kangyi: Boss, I have a photo of the stall owner, do you want it? 】
He was afraid that Jiang Mingyuan women too much forgot what they looked like, and added a sentence.
Jiang Mingyuan did not remember Cheng Huan's appearance. That night, he was unconscious. He was busy dealing with the conspiracy when his medicine had diminished. By the time he was finished, Zhou Hengyuan had already been sent.
[Jiang Mingyuan: Well. 】
As soon as Li Kang moved, he received the reply and sent the photo he had prepared. Some basic information about Cheng Huan, such as his name and age, were attached to the photo.
Because the live broadcast was famous before, many guests would inquire about her situation more or less when going to barbecue. The former classmates of the original owner also stood up to know her, so now it is not difficult to find Cheng Huan's information online.
However, these materials are limited to the simplest ones, and the deeper ones cannot be inquired by ordinary people.
Jiang Mingyuan received the photo and turned to contact the other person.
The voice on the other side of the phone was dumbfounded: "Well, what kind of wind reminds you of this busy man?"
Jiang Mingyuan didn't waste time with him, and he opened the door and said, "Five years ago, the girl in Yicheng, remember?"
"How do you think of her?" Although time has passed, Zhou Hengyuan still immediately reflected who he was talking about. After all, he has known Jiang Mingyuan for so many years, and this is the first time he has met a friend so embarrassed. After a few years, you find that everyone is fine again, can't do without it? "
Jiang Mingyuan ignored his jokes. His friend was always unscrupulous. One could believe: "Do you remember her name?"
"You do n’t remember this thing, I just met someone." Zhou Hengyuan asked lazily, "What do you ask this for?"
"It's something." Jiang Mingyuan didn't elaborate. "The money you gave her at that time should have a name, right?"
"Yes, yes." Since a friend asked, Zhou Hengyuan would not help this little person, he went to the study to turn on the computer, and said to the other person: "You wait for me to check."
That incident was less than five years ago. Zhou Hengyuan looked for a meeting, and finally found it in the flowing water of the last few months.
"I found it, called Cheng Huan, He Chengcheng, happy Huan."
Hearing his friend's name, Jiang Mingyuan tightened his hands slightly. Some speculation in his heart made him feel difficult to breathe. He pressed his throat and reluctantly said, "OK, I know, thank you."
"Whoever of us and whoever is, as long as you tell me what you are looking for this person." Zhou Hengyuan still did not give up.
"I still have something to do."
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On the other side, Cheng Huan didn't know that someone was looking after her son. After all, in the original plot, the male lead was two years later and the female partner knew that he still had a bloodline after coming to the door. Now Cheng Huan is not I was planning to get involved between the male and female owners, and I never expected that the male owners would know their existence in other channels.
The barbecue business is the best in summer. The colder the weather, the fewer people are willing to come out to eat at night.
Because of the booming business, Cheng Huan's money has almost been saved, and the rental of the facade has also been put on the agenda. In her plan, the facade should preferably be larger, and other businesses can be done in addition to barbecue.
For example, sheep scorpion hot pot or something, in the cold wind in winter, eating a delicious and heart-warming hot pot is the most suitable.
Finding a facade is more trouble than finding a place to set up. Cheng Huan didn't see the right one for a few days. She was not in a hurry. She commissioned an agent to help her and continued to immerse herself in the joy of making money.
The weather is gradually getting colder, the stars have been in school for a month, and the first holiday of the student career-the eight-day holiday of the Mid-Autumn Festival!
This year's Mid-Autumn Festival is on September 30th. The next day is National Day. For Chinese people, the festival is always related to food.
Cheng Huan lived with his grandfather when he was a child. When the grandparents and grandchildren make a snack, they usually make snacks by themselves. Most of the traditional snacks are time-consuming and laborious. Every time she does it, she will be annoying. But when he grew up, those days when he was preparing holiday food with his grandpa became a treasured memory, and he was taken out afterwards on occasional insomnia nights.
Cheng Huan has experienced these things himself, and also hopes that the stars have some memories worth remembering. She wasn't going to make those troublesome things. After all, the snacks she liked when she was a teenager are not so good.
Cheng Huan intends to make fresh meat moon cakes. Fresh meat moon cakes are a type of Soviet-style moon cakes. Fresh meat moon cakes that have just come out of the pot are golden brown, crispy and powdery. During the baking process, the moon cakes are slowly soaked with gravy. When eating, it is crispy and tender inside, salty and sweet, and can be called a must.
With the mother's proposal to make moon cakes together, Xingxing has great enthusiasm. In his opinion, anything that can be done with his mother is fun, such as brushing his teeth, such as school games, and this cooking.
The stars are young, and the kindergarten is afraid of not digesting and does not provide moon cakes. The little guy is particularly curious about the taste of moon cakes and asks them at night when he sleeps.
"I'll know when I'm done." Cheng Huan came back early today. He came back at more than nine o'clock and went home to take a shower just after ten o'clock.
However, this time has long passed the rest of the stars, watching the little guy still chattering, Cheng Huan took him over, patted his back, and asked: "No talking, sleep."
"Okay." The star was pinched in her arms and closed her eyes obediently.
For such an important festival as Mid-Autumn Festival, Cheng Huan also intends to take a day off for herself. She turned off the alarm clock before going to bed. It doesn't matter if she gets up late tomorrow.
Probably because the spirit was relaxed, Cheng Huan was so sleepy, and when he woke up, it was already over nine in the morning.
The curtain was opened a little, revealing a touch of light, and the star stood by the bed with her hand on her arm.
When the mother opened her eyes, the little boy retracted her hand and urged, "Mom, get up, let's make moon cakes!"
Cheng Huan made a squeak and turned to look at the room. The sun in the dim room was extremely dazzling. Cheng Huan frowned, covered his eyes with his hands, and directed his son: "Help me pull up the curtains."
"Okay." The star bounced to pull the curtains, dragged it several times and finally brought the two sides together. After finishing these, he returned to the bed, and stroked Huan greetings: "Mom, I'll wait for you outside, you hurry up Get up. "
"I see ..." Cheng Huan was lying on the bed, his eyes closed again.
After the stars went out, Cheng Huan lay in bed again for a while, and finally woke up completely the next time he woke up.
She moved quickly to get dressed, went out to find a circle, and saw the stars playing in the study. The little boy was wearing his own clothes today, except for the wrinkle of his shirt, everything looks like a decent place.
"Baby, I'm sorry, my mother is up late." Cheng Huan cleaned up the little guy and wanted to give him a good morning kiss and remembered that he hadn't brushed his teeth, so he stood up and said quickly: "You're hungry, wait for a while. I brush my teeth and make food. "
"I'm not hungry." The stars followed, and Cheng Huan brushed his teeth. He said, "Mom, I ate it in the morning from sister Xiaojing. I still brushed my teeth, and I sent some brushes."
He stared at Cheng Huan, just like the little master: "Mom, you are so busy, it's normal to sleep more."
Cheng Huan had a toothbrush and couldn't speak well. She smiled and rubbed the little guy's hair with her other hand.
Since the stars are not hungry, Cheng Huan is not in a hurry. She caressed about her personal hygiene problems, laid herself a bowl of noodles, and painted a beautiful makeup after eating, so she went out with the stars.
Because of the festival, there are so many people in the supermarket, and walking is almost crowded. Cheng Huan held the stars tightly and took him to buy the ingredients needed for moon cakes.
Xingxing was curious about many things, and he had to stop for a while to take two steps. Cheng Huan didn't rush. He waited while watching.
It took the mother and the child nearly an hour to get out of the supermarket. When they came out, the shopping cart was full, only a small part of the ingredients, and the other books were toys of the star. The star also held a doll in his hand. He faced Cheng Huan, pointing at the blond and breasted doll inside, said to her, "Mom, this looks like you!"
Cheng Huan twitched his lips and didn't quite understand her son's vision. She pulled things over and threw them into the cart: "It's nothing at all."
"Just like it!" The little guy was unconvinced, and stretched his hands again. Cheng Huan was afraid that he could only stop when he wrestled. The star stomped his feet and took the doll back to him. He pointed at the doll across the package. Face, said to Cheng Huan: "Mom, look, his eyes are as big as you."
"is it……"
"Yes, that's right!" Xing Xing nodded solemnly: "I'm going to put it on the bed, and I won't be afraid if my mother is gone!"
In a car on the side of the road, Jiang Mingyuan looked at the mother and son who were getting away.
He watched for a long time until the two figures disappeared around the corner.
The assistant in the front passenger seat called back; "Boss."
Jiang Mingyuan retracted his eyes, squeezed his brows, and asked with a bit of fatigue: "How about the project in Ping'an Village?"
The project of Ping'an Village was set by Jiang Mingyuan. He has many things. This is not a big project. After he decided, he didn't ask much.
The assistant was a little surprised how the boss suddenly took heart to Ping An Village. Fortunately, he did a good job of homework, and soon found out the progress of the project in his mind.
"We have already communicated with the government, and we are preparing to negotiate with the residents in October."
"Um." Jiang Mingyuan looked out of the window, his face was unknown: "speed up."
"Ok."