I see myself

Chapter 33

Fang Zhan is very afraid that others will see him collapse. The faults of his previous life are carved into his bones, and he doesn't even want to lose his composure in this life.

He was afraid of losing face, afraid of being accused by others, and all the injuries he didn't care about on the surface made him hate himself even more to the point of loathing himself.

For him, death is a kind of relief that always comes.

At least he used to think so.

The lighter was turned on and off in his hand, he looked at the floor lamp on the side, tapped on the phone, and pressed the switch.

The whole room was suddenly plunged into darkness.

After a few minutes, he turned pale again.

The sound of unlocking the password came from the door. Wang Yan carried the paper bag and stepped on the floor mat. She took off her high-heeled shoes and put on a cotton mop. She walked lightly to the window and put the paper bag on the coffee table next to Fang Zhan.

"President Fang, do you need anything else?"

Fang Zhan glanced at the medicine box inside, then looked up at her,

"Delete WeChat, don't let me hear the third person know about it."

Wang Yan nodded hurriedly, did it in front of his face, and then asked tentatively,

"If you have nothing else to do..."

Fang Zhan thought of Tang Sheng,

"Have you contacted Xiao Xiao before you came?"

With a little smile, Wang Yan said frankly with a little difficulty:

"The director said that you may not be in a good mood."

In fact, she thinks she is close to the two bosses in private, but Kai Nuo entered the financial industry in his early years, surrounded by factional wolves waiting for the new entrants to fall and leave flesh and blood, Fang Zhan often used ruthless She is stern and stern, but when she becomes famous later, she needs to show her face in public, and then turn into a gentle face, so that the people under her can breathe a sigh of relief, and when she joined the company, she was catching up with the turning point of the two attitudes.

In the previous year, I was terrified and doubted myself every day, and in the next year, when the spring breeze blew, I suspected that I was going to be assassinated. In short, the boss became calmer, and his prestige was still strong.

Fang Zhan noticed that her eyes were only drooping, and suddenly realized,

"That's not the question. Where does Tang Sheng, who is with him, live now?"

Without waiting for Wang Yan's answer, she said:

"If something happens to Xiao Xiao, you put him in Jin Cheng's house."

Wang Yan heard Jin Cheng's weirdness for a moment, and quickly hid it.

"I got it."

Fang Zhan waved his hand to signal her to leave, then took out the medicine box from the paper bag, went to the kitchen to grind the tablet into powder, and added it to the freshly cooked hot porridge.

He didn't want to force the young master to eat, nor did he force him to take medicine, he just did what he should do and waited for him to get it himself.

It's not that he is irresponsible, but that he knows that this is the most effective way for him.

Just before doing so, it was some persuasion.

He was also tired, and after a long flight, he helped the young master wipe his body, put the towel back in the bathroom, and saw Jiang Yansheng covering his head with a pillow, so he turned off the porch light outside, got under the quilt, and put one of the young master's Pulling her arms around her waist, she pulled him into her arms again.

"I'm scared too, so you have to hold me tight."

The fingertips on his back moved, his chest was hot and humid, and he couldn't tell whether it was tears or the greasy sweat on his skin.

The next day, Wang Yan came again, took away the medicine box and paper bag, and added fresh fruits and vegetables. She said that Xiao Xiao was forcibly tied into the car by the Xiao family last night. Fang Zhan stared at the data analysis chart on the screen, and clicked nod.

After the person left, he took out the potatoes that had just been placed from the refrigerator, washed them and shredded them, and was cutting them when suddenly there was a sound of heavy objects falling from the master bedroom. With a shake of his hand, the shreds turned into pieces.

Surprised in his heart, he walked quickly to the bedroom. Just as he put his hand on the door, he was pulled away from the inside. The two almost collided. Jiang Yansheng's face was refreshed. He probably just washed his face and smiled at him.

"I was so hungry that I didn't have the strength to hit the chair."

It seemed that he really just woke up with a high fever and didn't say a word about his abnormality.

Fang Zhan reached out and touched his forehead, pretending to be,

"It's not hot anymore, remember to take medicine after eating, so as to save repetition."

Jiang Yansheng stepped forward to hug him, held his breath, and called his name.

Fang Zhan waited for a long time, did not hear the next sound, and moved his hands from his back to see his face.

Jiang Yansheng exhaled slowly again,

"Just thinking... I owe you a lot."

Fang Zhan laughed, raised his hand and scratched the back of his head and said:

"Then be good and let me worry less."

Jiang Yansheng did not argue, but buried his head on his shoulder.

The second bedroom at home has been redecorated, and the master bedroom has also been replaced with a big bed that won't collapse, but the owner of the room is too busy to touch the floor and has no time to experience it.

While dealing with official business, Fang Zhan began to investigate who wrote the Linhu clubhouse that was sealed back then, while the young master drove to the Jiang family's old house after eating.

The sports car drove fast and ran through two red lights. After being chased and stopped by the traffic police, he took out his driver's license and threw it out the window. He merged into the traffic again, slowed down slightly and drove into his destination.

The compound was guarded by guards, and there was noise when braking. Jiang Yansheng pulled down his sunglasses,

"Hi, long time no see."

The person he greeted reported inside with a pager, and then the gate was opened, and when Jiang Yansheng walked along the path through the forest for greening, someone was already waiting in the courtyard of the Jiang family.

With a handsome appearance, he was a young man about his age, and he opened his mouth and said:

"Grandpa has been in poor health for the past two days, so don't say anything that makes him angry."

Jiang Yansheng was smiling and not angry,

"I can't mess with grandpa, after all, I have to rely on him to live."

The young man's face turned cold, and he was taken to the villa.

The villa has two floors, the area is small but it looks very old. The wild creepers are climbing on the white walls and have not been pruned. It is reflected with an old wooden table under the tree, making it impossible to guess the status of the people inside. .

The reason why the wooden table is there is because it was made by his grandfather himself. When he was young, his favorite thing was to run to his grandfather's place to hide. There was no crying, no beating and scolding. Do all kinds of woodwork with a saw and plane, carve lifelike animals for him, and watch him play with a smile.

When others came to see Grandpa, most of them held their breath before entering the door, but he was the only one who could rush in and throw himself into people's arms.

After his mother committed suicide, he accused his father of derailing and harming his mother for the rest of his life, but his grandfather still told Jiang Qi that he was still ignorant.

He hated Jiang Qi, and also hated his grandfather for not venting his anger on his so-called favorite little daughter for the sake of profit.

Go up the stairs and stop in front of the brown wooden door.

The young man who was with him knocked on the door for him, and the hale and hearty appearance of the old man in his memory fell into reality, turning into a gray-haired, stooped body.

"Xiaolin, you go out first."

The young man answered yes and closed the door again.

"I heard that you went to Germany two days ago?"

Jiang Yansheng walked to the rocking chair next to the tea table and sat down cross-legged.

The old man didn't get angry and didn't get any response. He poured two cups of tea from the teapot into the cup, moved one cup to his face, and placed the other cup on the plate.

Fang Zhan asked him twice why he studied mathematics, but there was no other reason at all.

It's just that my grandfather was ill, and he realized that he had nothing on his body, and only a branch stretched across the river.

He regretted being reckless when he was young in front of his family, and regretted that he had nothing when he met the person he liked.

He didn't think about the way out for himself before, but now he wants to look back and finds that he is anxious.

Jiang Yansheng's body gradually curled up, looking at the wood grain on the tea table, he hugged his legs like when he was a child watching an old man doing woodwork, and asked ignorantly,

"Grandpa..."

The hand of the old man holding the teacup trembled.

"When you saw my mother was sick, did you regret giving birth to her?"

Mr. Jiang looked at him, reached out and patted his head hard.

"Nonsense, your grandmother gave birth to her."

Jiang Yansheng tugged at the corner of his mouth, and felt the old man's hand on his shoulder,

"I just want her to live well and be happy."

"But what if he's useless?"

"I've lived to this position just to make her promising?"

Jiang Yansheng stopped talking, but his body was still shaking.

Mr. Jiang patted him on the shoulder,

"Come back just to ask me these two sentences? Didn't something happen and you want me to clean it up for you?"

"Have."

He looked down at his hands,

"I want to bring someone to meet you."

When he went out, the young man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, and he didn't look up when he saw him going downstairs.

Jiang Yansheng turned on the phone that he hadn't touched all this time, and the messages and calls that he ignored all appeared on the lock screen. Most of them were sent after he entered Jiang's house, saying that he wanted to clean up the dust for him. He turned to Qiao Rui and replied past.

As soon as the phone was picked up, Qiao Rui glanced at Fang Zhan,

"Hello, Yansheng?"

"Okay, I happen to be close to the boxing gym now, and I can get there in half an hour."

"Alright, I'll be waiting for you."

After hanging up the phone, he locked the screen with a playful smile on his face:

"Mr. Fang, Yansheng probably doesn't know that you came to see me for dinner, right?"

He sat crookedly on the chair, his body leaned back, but he didn't seem to have that carefree temperament, only a pair of narrow and cold eyes made people feel oppressed for no reason.

Fang Zhan didn't seem to feel his sticky scrutiny, and asked,

"Young Master Qiao wants him to know?"

Qiao Rui scored an eight on the [-]-point scale in his heart, and Jiang Yansheng's vision this time turned out to be quite good.

If you are successful in your career but have not reached the peak, you will have a sense of accomplishment and control when you play, and the two parties don’t need to be too clear about what they are talking about. As long as they are a little bit clearer, they are the one who puts interests first, and they can get together and leave well. , unlike those young actors who still want to cling to each other after breaking up.

And if Jiang Yansheng cared about this, he could increase his eight points by two points.

Satisfied, he leaned forward,

"You heard it too, Yansheng and I still have an appointment later, so I don't need to waste time, just let the conversation go."

"You didn't refuse the previous two hints, so you must know what I mean. Jiang Yansheng is just a son who relies on his family. Of course, I am the same, but I am a little better than him. The point is that I really don’t need to ask for other people’s resources, Mr. Fang is engaged in new energy recently, and he must know that the water is deep inside, so how about trying it once and changing to three projects?”

Fang Zhan couldn't help but threw him on the ground and beat him up.

In the previous life, Qiao Rui was a drug dealer, and I wanted to save him and cover it up for him, but Qiao Rui agreed on the surface and secretly went to get the goods. He drove to stop Qiao Rui, but Qiao Rui robbed the car and wanted to escape.

In the final dispute between the two, Qiao Rui bumped into a pregnant woman and wanted to kill her completely. Fang Zhan threw him to the side of the road and took the pregnant woman to the hospital. He received a notice from the court the next day.

There is no monitoring, only his previous mental illness records and the certificate of the owner of the car.

No one can argue, no one believes him.

Jiang Qi and Grandpa were also very disappointed in him and completely gave up on him.

The last time he and Qiao Rui met was Qiao Rui kneeling in front of him with a dismal expression,

"Yansheng, you don't want to live anyway, and you don't need to go to jail for mental illness, so you can help me this time for the last time, okay?"

That was the last straw that broke his spirit.

You're sick anyway.

You don't want to live anyway.

As the memories faded away, he still laughed out loud,

"I heard that Qiao Shao has a route that can be shipped directly from abroad without customs inspection."

He didn't finish what he said, but Qiao Rui quickly showed an expression that you understand me, and continued.

When the people left, there was a sound of things being smashed and smashed in the lounge of the golf course.

Wang Yan, who was about to enter, paused, looked left and right, and opened the door cautiously when the sound stopped.

"Boss Fang..."

Fang Zhan stood in front of the window,

"Have you heard what he said just now, just follow that line and look down."

He turned the watch on his hand and smiled again,

"I heard that Big Brother Xiao will be reassigned next month, so I just happened to give him this congratulatory gift."

Wang Yan was frightened by his repeated temper, and after responding, she called someone to come over and clean it carefully.

Fang Zhan looked down at the figure outside the window and got into the car, feeling slightly relieved.

This time he doesn't need anyone's trust, he only relies on himself.

The author has something to say: Jiang Yansheng: You want me to help you match Joe's second son

Fang Zhan: Yes, yes, I rely on myself