Chapter 101 Going Home (2)

  Jiang Mingyu followed the vines here and quickly found the location of the private media.

   When the assistant proposed to bring someone over to investigate, Jiang Mingyu suddenly said in a low voice,

   "It's okay, I'll go by myself."

   "Are you sure? Then I'll send someone to follow you."

   "No, I probably know what's going on."

   After saying that, Jiang Mingyu hung up the phone, changed clothes, and went out.

   At the same time, the airport in country F

  Due to the weather, Tang Jinchuan's flight was delayed for three hours before landing.

   And the first time the phone is turned on, countless messages are instantly loaded into the phone.

   Immediately afterwards, there was a call from his office,

   "President, something happened."

  Tang Jinchuan, "."

   After understanding the cause and effect of the incident, Tang Jinchuan didn't even get out of the airport, so he immediately ordered the accompanying assistant to book the earliest general plane and return immediately.

   But before he had time to do this, he received another long-lost call on his cell phone.

   And this time. It was his mother.

   At that time, after pondering for a while, Tang Jinchuan walked to a relatively quiet corner and pressed the answer button.

   The first thing that came from the opposite end was the melodious classical music playing, which seemed to be in a good mood.

   "Mom, is something wrong?"

  Tang Jinchuan was still talking coldly and not affectionately.

   But this kind of reaction is the most familiar and normal between their mother and son.

  Because since childhood, Tang Jinchuan, the heir of a top family, was sent directly to a noble school and received a fully enclosed study and training.

  From sitting to sleeping, from eating to socializing, and even how to breathe, you must learn how to be more graceful.

   This kind of life started at the age of six and continued until the age of 18, when he finally graduated and walked out of that seemingly noble, but actually very cruel and cold door.

   During this period, it was not that Mother Tang did not visit him.

   It’s just that every time I come here, it seems to be an inspection, and I am chatted and met by various leaders in the school.

   On the contrary, there are not many opportunities to meet his biological son.

   Even if we meet, there is no intimacy and familiarity that should be between mother and son.

   Thin exhortations, strict discipline, just like a high-ranking master.

  Tang Jinchuan has also seen other children being pampered by their parents in their arms. He never knew how to show that smile.

   But gradually, he found that he no longer needed it.

  Because of his family's status and his mother's treatment every time he came to the school, the young Tang Jinchuan actually did not have a good life in the school.

  No one is willing to approach him, the proud son of heaven, no one is willing to study, discuss and live with him.

   He was isolated, excluded.

   was placed in the highest position by everyone.

   And that position. Only himself.

   But later, Tang Jinchuan also understood that, as a unique family heir, his life was nothing but a heavy responsibility and responsibility.

What    wants is cold-blooded cruelty, calm and rational enough.

What    needs is to kill decisively, without taking into account the feelings of others.

  What is needed is a strong wrist, not sloppy.

   Those messy love and pity are really not important at all, and they are not needed at all.

   present

   After taking a deep breath, Tang Jinchuan suppressed the irritability in his heart and waited for his departure.

   After waiting for a full minute, his always arrogant mother finally spoke, and it sounded like an extra 'gentle' command,

   "Baby son, you don't have anything, do you want to tell me?"

   However, Tang Jinchuan just smiled and responded respectfully and distantly,

   "I don't need to tell you anything, everything is fine with the company, you can rest assured."

"Oh?"

   However, the woman obviously did not want to hang up the phone call, but smiled softly and continued to order,

   "Since you don't want to talk on the phone, why don't you just go home."

  Tang Jinchuan, "."

   I was a little troubled by the jet lag yesterday, and then I found that I don't want to count this headache.

   So, don't look for logical loopholes in jet lag, just watch the plot.

   No, thank you for letting go~~

   In addition, there are activities on the top sticker, remember to participate~~~

  

  

   (end of this chapter)