His piercing eyes glowed, and he dared to ask, "Can you ...... How high?"

"As long as the goods are good, the price is whatever you want."

He Dongchen's words made the prickly head relax, he put the cigarette that was originally going to be handed to He Dongchen into his mouth, took out a lighter and lit it, and took a deep breath.

"Mr. He, I won't tell you, this thing...... Not my own. I can act as a middleman for you if you want. Let me tell you, my friend has at least three diamonds bigger than his eyeballs."

He Dongchen secretly calculated, and the number was right.

"Who is your friend? How can you find such a good product? I'd love to get to know this amazing person."

"Hey, he's such a great character." Thorn Tou chatted with He Dongchen for a few words, and the whole person relaxed, and sat down opposite He Dongchen by himself.

"He's just a gambler, and if he doesn't touch the cards for a day, his hands are itchy and he can't eat. If it weren't for having a rich son, he would have been thrown into the river to feed the fish."

"However, there are times when his son doesn't want to take care of him. No, some time ago, he owed gambling debts and people withheld them. He thought his son would pay him back 100 percent, but what happened? His son was a ruthless man, and he didn't even blink an eye when he saw his palm cut off."

"He stopped for a while, and recently heard that his son had come back less, so he started gambling again. He borrowed 50,000 yuan from me and couldn't pay it back, so he mortgaged it with diamonds. I guess it's his son's."

"He told me that there were several diamonds in the house. He asked me to keep it for the time being, and when he had enough money to redeem it. He also told me not to expose this thing."

He Dongchen sneered secretly.

"Since you can't expose it, you still take it out?"

The prickly face turned red and scratched his head a little embarrassed. "Am I also short of money? Mr. He, hehe, do you want anything else?"

"Yes. Tell me, who is your friend?"

"This ......" the thorn hesitated for a long time, but did not say the name of his friend.

He Dongchen understood.

He gave his subordinates a look, and they immediately took out 20,000 yuan in cash from the drawer and placed it in front of the thorn.

"Are you afraid I won't pay you an informant? These are deposits, and I won't lose your share when it's done."

Thorn immediately threw away the cigarette in his hand, picked up two wades of money and shook it in his ear.

It's a beautiful sound.

"Mr. He, I like to work with cheerful people like you. Ha ha. My friend's name is Yang Wu. You may not know him, but his son is quite famous, named Yang Moran. There are many companies under this name. If you search the Internet, you will definitely find his information......

"You don't have to worry about fakes of his stuff. If something really goes wrong and his dad can't take responsibility, you can go to him directly......

The thorn was still chattering, but He Dongchen couldn't listen to a word.

Yang Moran, sure enough, it is still Yang Moran.

went around and around, and finally came back to this person.

A sharp light flashed in He Dongchen's eyes.

Yang Moran not only caused him to almost lose his reputation, but also robbed him of the love of his life.

It's time to settle the ledger.

He Dongchen stood up and was about to leave, but the thorn head chased after him with the money.

"Mr. He, look, when I ask him out to talk to him...... Eh...... Hey, hey......"

He Dongchen entered the elevator and completely blocked the sound of the stinging head out of the door.

"Send the diamond photo to Yang Moran." He Dongchen's voice was very soft, revealing a chill.

For so long, it was Yang Moran who led He Dongchen's nose away.

This time, He Dongchen wanted to turn passivity into initiative, and let Yang Moran take the initiative to come to him.

Yang Moran finished reading the photos sent by He Dongchen, he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the office, looking down at the people coming and going on the noisy street.

That group of people who live like ants, they are busy all their lives, for car loans and housing loans, for the most basic living conditions.

Once, he was one of them.

Many years ago, Yang Moran himself never thought that one day he would come to this day.

Today, he has a huge fortune in his hands, has the ability to call the wind and rain in the city, and even becomes a giant and authority in the circle.

How did he come to all this?

Yang Moran's memory has begun to blur. Look at the book

How much has he paid and what has he sacrificed over the years?

"Mr. Yang, it's time for the meeting." The secretary knocked on the door and came in to remind.

Yang Moran pinched the bridge of his nose tiredly, and said softly, "I'm a little uncomfortable, you help me cancel all my work arrangements today."

"Huh?" The secretary was a little surprised, but didn't ask, "Okay."

With that, he turned and walked out.

Yang Moran picked up the car keys and drove home.

He pushed the door open, and a small ball rolled at his feet.

He saw his son lying on the ground playing with blocks, and when he saw him come in, his bright and clear eyes showed a burst of joy.

Immediately, it disappeared again.

"Qiuqiu, come here." Yang Moran squatted down, clapped his hands, and opened his arms.

Qiuqiu timidly stepped back, but the desire for father's love tended him to go in his father's direction.

Yang Moran hugged Qiuqiu in his arms, touched his head, and asked, "Do you miss your father?"

"I want to ......"

Yang Moran smiled slightly, savoring the truth in his son's words.

He's never really been on the ball for a day, so how could he think about him?

Well, what about himself?

Yang Moran couldn't remember anymore, he no longer longed for his father when he was a few years old.

"You...... Coming back?" Xiao Shulan came in with her clothes from the balcony, and was a little surprised to see Yang Moran holding Qiuqiu.

"Come back and see you. Where's my dad?" Yang Moran put Qiuqiu on the sofa and asked casually.

"Qiuqiu said that he wanted to eat braised prawns in oil at noon, so I asked your dad to go to the vegetable market to buy them."

"Then make a few more dishes, and our family of four will have a good meal."

Xiao Shulan was a little stunned, but after coming back to her senses, she excitedly agreed.

She made a table of good dishes.

For Yang Moran's sudden return, the old couple were a little restrained, and it was not until Yang Moran took care of his son carefully during the banquet and thoughtfully peeled shrimp and vegetables for his parents that they relaxed.

Yang Wu drank a few more glasses of wine, and then slapped the hand that was missing a palm on Yang Moran's shoulder.

"Son, our father and son don't have an overnight feud. In the future, I promise you that I will resolutely not gamble. Let's live a good life as a family."

Yang Moran smiled faintly and toasted his father again.

"Dad, I used to have something wrong, don't take it to heart, forget it."