Chapter 45:

Chapter Forty-Five
The hot search also detonated several major entertainment forums and even discussions on some portal websites.
There are related posts everywhere.
Chen Yujin said on the phone: "In fact, it's not a big deal, but this Xiao Jun does have some support. There is an illegitimate son in the Song family, and he has to call him uncle."
His breath is a bit unstable, and he is probably talking while walking.
"An illegitimate child can be considered dependent?" Gu Xueyi was a little surprised.
"The Patriarch of the Song family is still alive, and he personally promised that all illegitimate children have the right to inherit the family property. In other words, illegitimate children are no different from legitimate children."
Gu Xueyi thought coldly.
It would be better to die like Lao Yan.
Living is also troublesome.
How come everyone in this modern age doesn’t even understand the truth that a concubine has a child than a concubine?
"The King of Hades is easy to hide, and the little devil is hard to deal with. The more things drag on, the more trouble will happen in the middle. To deal with the villain, you have to do it all at once before he reacts. Even if he jumps into thunder, there is nothing he can do." Gu Xueyi With that, he raised his hand and poured a cup of tea for himself.
"Yes, this is the truth." If you want to be a gentleman at this time, you will have to be troubled by the villain.
"It's just..." Gu Xueyi paused, and then recalled the Mr. Yan from memory.
"Just what?"
"I originally thought that it might be a hindrance to Yanchao's reputation. But he was originally at odds with the Song family, so it's not bad for him to bear this pot."
Chen Yujin couldn't laugh or cry: "What the wife said is."
Gu Xueyi put down the tea cup on this end, and when she looked up, she saw Yan Wenhong walking downstairs, looking at her steadily.
Gu Xueyi thought for a while, and it was not good for Yanchao's younger siblings to show her cold and ruthless side. So, out of the identity of "Mrs. Yan", I asked one more sentence: "The news about Yanchao and Yan Xunhua that Mr. Chen was invited to investigate last time, is there any result?"
It's probably because Gu Xueyi hasn't mentioned the banquet for a long time. Today, she suddenly mentioned it frequently, and Chen Yujin was still a little uncomfortable for a while.
He was silent for a few seconds before answering: "There is no news yet..."
"is it?"
"Ok……"
Chen Yujin always had a feeling that Gu Xueyi asked softly "Is it?" that he couldn't hold it anymore.
"Okay, then I see. Secretary Chen has a good rest." Gu Xueyi said and hung up the phone.
She did not ask.
Because she didn't really care about Yanchao either.
"..." Chen Yujin was stunned.
Hanging fast?
After hanging up the phone, Yan Wenhong sat down and asked, "Are you waiting for Big Brother?"
"Ok."
Yan Wenhong was quiet for a while.
Gu Xueyi couldn't help but glance at him more.
Yan Wenhong recovered immediately and said with a smile: "Let's eat out today too."
"can."
Yan Wenhong's new school is already being arranged, but considering his psychological problems, he was not admitted immediately.
Yan Wenhong stayed at home, still as well-behaved as before, at least on the surface. Most of his requests were not excessive, and Gu Xueyi would not refuse.
And the network on the other end.
Because the police had issued a warning notice, while Huaining Middle School was being scolded, Gu Xueyi's name was frequently mentioned.
[I'm really convinced, what kind of rich lady is this charity! 】
[Gu Xueyi has a good heart! 】
[I have seen people from the police station send a pennant to Yanshi, and another pennant is added to Yanshi! Will there be three, four, five, six? 】
[I'm really a fan! What company does Yanshi have? I'm going to consume, goodbye sisters! 】
[I come, I will rainbow fart! Let me come first! Mrs. Yan is not only good-hearted, but also first-class vision! The paintings of Winter Night she picked are truly superb! Mrs. Yan must be very suitable for Bo Le...]
...
The words "Gu Xueyi" suddenly became the most searched entry on Weibo.
I saw that many starlets were jealous in private.
Recently, I have just got some popular Xiaoxianfujinhuaxue, and I couldn’t help but sigh at the phone: "The same person has no life, some people are really born to have things that others can’t..."
Yan Wenjia is also reading his mobile phone. He seems to have become a mobile phone madman recently, and even the media reported him like this. Many fans also shed tears of gratification. Our original brother is finally nowhere to go!
Yan Wenjia heard the voice and immediately raised her head: "That's because you are already bad. Of course you can't compare with her. Buy less hot searches."
Jin Correspondence:?
Yan Wenjia got up and walked backstage, looking gloomy.
How can these vulgar and stupid people be qualified to judge her?
Jin Hanxue watched Yan Wenjia walking away, wanting to get angry but not daring.
Until Yan Wenjia disappeared completely, he dared to turn his head and ask his agent: "Where did I offend him?"
The agent sighed: "I said long ago that you don't want to provoke him. The last time you recorded a show together, when you kept talking to him, he said you were annoying."
Jin Correspondence: "..."
Last time?
What did he say last time?
Oh, didn't he just ask, is it a girlfriend?
Is it possible that he got it right?
Jin Hanxue lowered his head and looked at the phone again. There was a picture of the Yantai on it.
He vaguely remembered that during the recording interval that day, Yuan Jia seemed to repost a Weibo that was too related to this banquet...
"Gone, why are you in a daze?" The agent patted him.
"Oh, just come."
The staff of Huaining Middle School were quickly dealt with, and a public prosecution had already been filed, only waiting for the day when the court pronounced the verdict.
But Gu Xueyi has always adhered to the principle of doing things or not doing things, and doing things without procrastinating.
So this time she called Jiang Yue.
Jiang Yue answered the phone very quickly, and as soon as he answered the phone, he exclaimed: "A rare guest!"
Gu Xueyiquan didn't hear his ridicule, and smiled slightly: "I want to ask Mr. Jiang for a favor."
"What's busy? You said." Jiang Yue said, he couldn't help but smile: "Anyway, it's not the first time I was embarrassed with Mrs. Yan."
"Wherever it is embarrassing, it is fair and honest every time, and everything is good." Gu Xueyi's expression remained unchanged.
"Okay, Mrs. Yan said, what kind of deed is this time?"
Gu Xueyi reported a string of addresses: "Is that piece of land yours?"
"Is...what?"
"Jiang's construction company has a construction site nearby, equipped with forklifts and excavators, right?"
"Yes……"
"I bought that place, and Mr. Jiang will be affected. Please flatten it."
Jiang Yue, who answered the phone, sat up straight.
He quickly checked the place.
The address responds to Huaining Middle School.
What is she doing shoveling school?
and……
"It requires approval to start work."
"Jian Changming has it there."
Jiang Yue took a breath: "Is the wife of the emotional banquet really here? Is this all ready?"
He also had to lament her resoluteness.
"If Yantai really hates this school, it's actually very easy to teach people in those schools."
"But it is not easy to educate those parents."
Jiang Yue was stunned, and only after a long while he said something: "...Haha, I didn't expect Mrs. Yan to have some experience in education."
"Don't dare to be. That place is standing there, there will always be parents who will hear the news. Without Principal Xiao, there is Principal Li. After the flattening, everyone will know that they have offended my Yanjia. Some people listened. They don’t go in for great reasons, but most of them bully the soft and fear the hard and fear the power of money.
"It makes sense, Mrs. Yan thinks really well, but this money..."
"Anyway, it's the banquet." Gu Xueyi swiped someone else's card, so how could there be pressure?
Jiang Yue was inexplicably unhappy in his heart.
He wondered about the relationship between Gu Xueyi and Yan Chao, but he didn't get close enough.
"Forget it, just push it. There is no need to raise money or not, buy it or not. I also watched the news today. It's such a scumbag, so I can just push it. When I'm Jiang Yue, you are too glamorous. , Do good deeds together."
Gu Xueyi curled her lips and smiled: "Thank you, President Jiang, then."
Jiang Yue hung up the phone and let someone push the excavator.
The school that was still in captivity and raising students a few days ago collapsed suddenly in a cloud of smoke...
As soon as this side was finished, the Song family's phone called Jiang Yue.
"Isn't Jiang always looking at me? On purpose?" The voice of teeth grinding came from the other end.
Jiang Yue is busy with business, and if he doesn't just want to answer the phone, he doesn't look good to anyone.
He took off the phone and glanced at the caller ID, and said, "Who the are you?"
The other end choked, and squeezed a sentence from his throat with humiliation: "I am Song Wu."
Jiang Yue just pulled out such a person from the corners of memory.
Jiang Yue asked back: "Oh, what's the matter?"
Song Wu was irritated by his tone, and then he thought again, your Jiang family and our Song family are allies, you still treat us this way? Are you not too much?
Song Wu grabbed his cell phone and said excitedly, "The place you dug is my place!"
"That's Lao Tzu's land. Lao Tzu wants to dig a few holes. How the are you? You need to find Lao Tzu to settle the account, and let Song Jing find Lao Tzu!"
Song Wu was so angry that he didn't wait for him to talk more.
Jiang Yue hung up the phone.
After Jiang Yue finished the call, he was a little angry and couldn't help but want to laugh.
Fuck.
Why did Laozi fall into Gu Xueyi's suit again?
Jiang Yue quickly dialed Gu Xueyi's number again and called...
Busy.
Jiang Yue: "..."
Jian Changming is talking with Gu Xueyi.
He asked on the other end: "You can keep the favor that the Jian family owes you and use it when you really need it. Use it at this time,...don't you think it's not worthwhile?"
Gu Xueyi was flipping through the book with one hand, and then answered without looking up: "This favor sounds too big. I am worried that Mr. Jian is always thinking about it. I am always afraid that I will threaten to ask for help. I can't help it one day. Kill me to avoid future troubles."
Jian Changming couldn't help but laughed out: "...How come? The Jian family is not a bandit."
Gu Xueyi still has a flat and soft tone: "Then I will treat the gentleman's abdomen with my little heart."
Jian Changming narrowed his smile, sighed lightly, and said, "Mrs. Yan is the gentleman."
The two exchanged a few more words, and then they hung up.
Jian Changming clenched his mobile phone and sat in a chair. The financial newspaper on his lap had not been flipped for a long time.
Jian Rui came in to see his appearance and couldn't help asking: "What's wrong with my uncle? Are you...unhappy?"
Jian Changming lowered his head and flipped the newspaper again.
"The first person to see me through is Yan Chao. The second one is Gu Xueyi..."
Jian Rui listened quietly, eh? So what then?
Jian Changming did not speak any more.
Although Gu Xueyi's words were a bit exaggerated, it was so exaggerated that it gave a hint of ridicule and relaxed...but it was indeed the case.
No big family is willing to owe favors. Once you owe it, you can't wait to pay it back immediately. Otherwise, you will always sleep and eat.
Their favor is too big...
He is not a gentleman, she is.
She could understand, so she took the initiative to give in and consume that favor.
And he pushed the boat along the river, and everyone was overjoyed.
After finishing the phone call with Jian Changming, Gu Xueyi discovered Jiang Yue's missed call.
She almost guessed what was going on.
Gu Xueyi raised her head and stopped the maid: "Bring me a piece of fruit."
The maid answered and went quickly.
Gu Xueyi washed her hands when the fruit was in hand. Then, while eating raisins and cherries, she called Jiang Yue back.
"The Song family called me." To say that there was a little anger just now, it was almost gone now. Jiang Yue almost doubted whether Gu Xueyi was deliberately busy.
"Well, did they accuse Mr. Jiang?"
Jiang Yue didn't follow her words and said, deliberately angrily: "You dragged me into the water again?"
"I overheared Secretary Chen and Mr. Jian that day, when I was bidding in the UAE at the beginning of this year, the Song family moved a bit with Jiang’s car, so that Jiang missed the bid and almost crashed and killed the car. You three. There are too many related and overlapping industries, and there will only be more and more conflicts in the future. I also heard that in the middle of the year, the building jointly built by the Jiang family, the Song family, and the Feng family had many accidents... "Gu Xueyi took a bite of the grapes, the juice overflowing, especially sweet.
"Isn't this just reminding Mr. Jiang that he should get out in time?"
"Chen Yujin even told you this?" Jiang Yue suppressed his anger.
Of course, the anger was originally pretended.
"The three families are too close, which is not a good thing. This is also an opportunity to separate you from each other a little bit." Gu Xueyi paused, "Let's talk about Baoxin again."
Jiang Yue was silent for a few seconds.
Gu Xueyi also waited patiently.
Until there was a voice on the other end, Jiang Yue chuckled lightly and said, "After the dinner, my wife will teach me more how to adjust. Teach me that naughty brother!"
...
A pickup truck swayed slightly and came to a building.
Just stopped.
A bullet hit the tire.
Followed by a series of bullets...
The sound of gunfire is endless.
They just came from a well-known trafficking village.
So there were a few more women in the car. Most of them were Chinese who had traveled and studied abroad and were kidnapped here.
The little nurse is among them.
Only then did she realize that she seemed to be no different from them.
It turned out that it was really like what they said, for the sake of being a Chinese, give them a ride and save them.
The women clasped their heads in a rain of bullets.
Go deeper into the car to hide.
Soon, several more deafening booms rang out.
Obviously they were in the car, but there was a kind of flame rushing to their faces, scorching them all over...
I don't know how long it has passed before the voice finally stopped.
The big man kicked the man with braids on the ground: "I knew he was not at ease. Okay, now you can just grab Tata's nest!"
The door opened and the young man walked down.
He was wearing a snow-white shirt and black trousers, standing in the middle, completely unlike a person of this world. It's more like a noble son who got here by mistake.
He did not make a sound, but went straight into the building in front of him.
The building is full of dense holes, all of which are traces of fire weapons...
The man pushed open the door.
There were a few dark-faced women hiding in them, shouting the local dialect in panic, while hiding in them.
He walked straight forward, with a faint smile on his mouth, and he looked more and more like a noble boy.
He held down one of the women.
Stripped off the other's headscarf.
A woman next to her quickly took out her gun, but she banged before she could pull the trigger. The woman fell down.
A faint white smoke wafted from the gun barrel in the young man's hand.
The others dare not move at all.
And the person whose headscarf was stripped off finally turned his head, and what was revealed was not the face of a local woman, but the face of a wrinkled man.
"How do you know I am here?"
"The plan has reached the last step. Why don't you watch me die with your own eyes?" the young man said lightly.
"Yanchao..." He gritted his teeth: "You deliberately lied to me."
"You old went to Africa to hide for more than ten years. It's nothing more than hiding, and you also come out from time to time to find a sense of existence like a fly. You are too annoying." The young man still said in a calm aristocratic tone. if.
"I..." the old man still said.
The young man had put the barrel of the gun in his mouth.
Domestic 11:31 minutes.
The screen of Pei Lixin's phone is lit up
[Yan Xunhua is dead. 】
The author has something to say: 　　 Any plots in the article related to business wars and other things are all fictitious and should not rise to reality. If I am so awesome, I must be famous on Wall Street. I bought Apple. Who would pay? numbers! Akimbo!
(?3[▓▓] Then good night pop pop. So sleepy duck, everyone should go to bed early.
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