Chapter Forty-Eight: I Have What Your Father Gave Me

I looked at the headline on the front page was the photo of Gai Nie holding me a few days ago, it seems that many people know about this matter, so what does Jiang'an mean?

He grimaced: "Yiyi, I'll check your father's affairs, but can you do Uncle a favor first?" Didn't you climb up to Gai Gongzi, can you ask him to help me plead with the old man and give me Xiaozhen? ”

When I heard it, my internal organs exploded, when did this happen, and he was still thinking about women?

It seems that I was too soft-hearted, and I almost believed him when he said he would help my dad.

I got up, leaned over the table, grabbed him by the collar, and roared, "Jiang An, I misjudged you, you are a mad person. Take your money and live your little life with your woman. What my grandmother and I look like, or what happened to my dad's death, has nothing to do with you. ”

I smashed the envelope in his face and turned around to leave, when he stopped me: "Yiyi, don't you really help Uncle?" I have what your dad gave me, do you think Gaigne will be interested? ”

I turned my head to look at him suddenly: "Jiang An, you are despicable and shameless, that thing was bought by my father with his life." ”

He sat there, slowly picked up the money scattered in the envelope one by one, and put it neatly on the table, then got up and walked over to me, looking at me with a cold gaze: "Perhaps, I think Gai Gongzi should be more interested in you, what do you say?" ”

Saying that, he took out something from his pocket and shook it in front of my eyes, I subconsciously went to grab it, he jumped up, quickly put the thing away, and looked at me with a gloomy face: "You think about it, if you don't help me, I will really go to find Mr. Gai." ”

He whistled, turned to pick up the money on the table, and Yuya wandered away, and I could only watch his back disappear in front of me.

I didn't expect it to be Liang Ou who answered the phone, and he told me that Gai Nie was in a meeting and asked me if there was anything important.

I briefly explained the matter, and he naturally knew what was going on and told me to wait a minute.

Soon Gai Nie's voice rang out: "What's wrong?" ”

I swallowed: "My uncle is coming to me, he may come to you, you have to be mentally prepared." No matter what conditions he asks you, don't say yes. ”

"He threatened you?"

"Almost, anyway, you remember what I said."

After hanging up the phone, I looked up at the sky outside, the weather was just fine, and I missed the pomegranate tree in the old house and the Buddha head fruit in the backyard.

The smell of the sun floats in the air in Cannes, and the news says that there are large areas of yellow warning signals in various cities in southern China this year, and people pass out every day due to heat stroke.

However, Cannes can be regarded as a summer paradise in South China, with thousands of oceans in the north and south, lofty mountains and mountains in the east and west, and the Pingnan River crossing the city center. Every autumn to the beginning of the following spring, it becomes a world of Buddha's head fruit. People from the outside world only know that Taitung and other places are rich in this fruit, but they don't know that the climate in Cannes is more suitable for the growth of Buddha's head fruit.

In fact, Cannes is rich in many kinds of fruits, in addition to Buddha's head fruit, there are also lychees, mangoes, loquats, lotus, fog rambutan, which is a paradise for tropical fruits.

Once Gu Liangshu once commented: Cannes is so vulgar that it makes people desperate and attached.

Outside the ward is the street, with bauhinia planted on both sides, and everyone likes to call it by that name, but I prefer to call it a sheep's foot beetle.

Xi Murong said: When you look back and look back, in the twilight, it has become a misty memory again, standing there deep and shallow, pink and purple, reminding you that you have come over, those fresh and beautiful spring days, the long road of rain and smoke.

This talented woman also said: I suddenly feel that life may really be like this, we are all walking on the same road, walking very slowly, far apart, but endlessly.