Zhao Changan left Pei Pingjiang's office and drove to Wenjia Village.

When the car reached the bridge, he stopped the car and stood on the bridge, looking at the Taohua River below, where the surface of the river had shrunk by half.

In the next period of time, Xu Songlin's working group will expand its personnel and be stationed in Wenyang Group.

Duan Fengqing will also be responsible for negotiating the asset transfer of Wenyang Group with all parties.

One of Zhao Changan's purposes is to make Pei Pingjiang see clearly the ruthless bargaining methods of these capitals, otherwise the three of them will always think that they are taking advantage of them.

And the '450 million' he released was actually a bait. In a word, he, Zhao Changan, was not a good bird either.

As for the final specific price, we will have to negotiate based on reason at that time.

Zhao Changan called Tang Shuang's phone number.

"Hello."

"Don't worry too much about the price of the 13.5% shares of the joint venture factory. Time is also money, so just cash it out."

"Then it has to be about the same?"

"I just said casually, nothing else happens. If nothing else happens, I will hang up."

"Hang up."

Zhao Changan hung up the phone. The purpose of his call was to let Tang Shuang know that he needed to break away from the joint venture and at the same time raise reasonable funds. It was enough that the information to be conveyed had already been given to Tang Shuang.

Then, Zhao Changan called Xia Wenzhuo's mobile phone.

"Xia Wenyang left with Yin Wan. He left the afternoon before yesterday and only found out this morning."

"I know, is there anything else?"

"Let me tell you this."

"Then I'll hang up."

"Uh-huh."

——

Pearl, Zhuo Zi.

Xia Wenzhuo hung up the phone and sat quietly at his desk.

The air conditioner was blowing hot air, and the original warmth made her feel extremely stuffy and irritable at this moment.

She walked to the window and gently opened it, letting in the cold winter breeze.

In the afternoon in front of me, the streets were busy with traffic and full of the atmosphere of the upcoming festival.

But she has no home!

In that home, her relationship with her mother and brother was very cold until now, and she talked about everything with her father.

After entering high school, my father became busy. Due to study and some worries, I gradually became distant from my father, but we were still close.

When I was a freshman, I had to talk to my father on the phone once a week.

There was some estrangement at the beginning of my sophomore year, but I still had to call several times a month.

Until he and his father made Yin Wan his lover

It's not that Xia Wenzhuo thinks that his father has no right to have an extramarital affair, but that he seeks Yin Wan not because he loves Yin Wan, but because Yin Wan is young and can carry on the family line for him.

Just thinking about it makes Xia Wenzhuo feel sick!

"Are you going to Star City? Mom, Qiu Jinhui, and Yin Wan, tell me what you want to do?"

Xia Wenzhuo whispered to himself with resentment.

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Mountain City, Wenjia Village.

Zhao Changan came to Wen Ye's fishing place, which was in a quiet bay surrounded by unmelted snow.

Wen Ye set up a fishing rod by the lake, and he was lying alone on a hammock pulled up between two trees. The warm winter sun shone through the bare branches, which made him feel warm and comfortable.

"Can you catch fish in winter?"

Zhao Changan asked curiously, feeling that Wen Ye was really omnipotent.

"Of course I can't catch it. I'm just bored. It would be too monotonous to lie down in the hammock alone without a fishing pole."

Wen Ye jumped down from the hammock, pulled out the pointed bamboo pole inserted in the soft sand, took off his shoes, socks and pants, and walked to the lake wearing only a pair of shorts: "There is a concave pool here, and there are big fish in it.

I’ll make a fish soup for dinner.”

Zhao Changan jumped on the hammock, resting his head on his hands, looking up at the rugged branches above his head and the blue sky.

Wen Ye, on the other hand, had already walked into the lake more than ten meters away from the shore. He was holding a bamboo pole in the lake where the normal temperature was only a few degrees, and his figure was frozen and motionless.

soon,--

"Wow~" a sound.

He turned his head and looked around, and saw Wen Ye taking out the bamboo pole from the lake. There was a three or four kilogram, lively fish stuck at the bottom of the bamboo pole.

In the evening, Zhao Changan, Wen Ye, and Wen Ye's grandma gathered around the fire pond, eating fish and drinking fish soup, which was full of delicious food.

"The village said that Ye Pingbai will probably come here to celebrate the New Year, but this old guy still doesn't give up."

Wen Ye cursed while drinking soup.

"It's up to them. The land in this village doesn't belong to us, and we can't control it. Just ignore them."

Now Grandma Wen Ye finally knows the general situation of those people back then. Ye Deming, who was also on the boat at that time, never appeared again. It seems that he also fell into the river that day, which was a disaster. Ye Changguang, who did not get on the boat, died in the fire eight years later.

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Ye Mingde's other two sons, Ye Changshuo, died in the war, and Ye Changsheng also died in the fire fifty years ago.

Moreover, the war and the fire also killed many people of Ye Jiaping's generation.

It can be said with helplessness that no matter what the real cause of the explosion on the ship that night was, these planners and manipulators have been dead for many years.

Even if she wants revenge, she can't find anyone.

So in the past six months, Grandma Wen Ye's mentality finally calmed down, and the barriers that had been heavy in her heart for fifty or sixty years slowly dissipated and she became relieved.

Regarding this situation, Wen Ye was of course extremely happy. The main reason why his grandmother's illness has never been eliminated was because of this mental illness, which prevented the medicine from achieving the expected effect.

If before he was pessimistic about how long Grandma would have in the future, now he dared to say that Grandma could at least easily survive her eightieth birthday.

As for the longer term in the future, you have to take your time.

"Grandma, I understand. Let's live our own lives with them. We don't have any boundaries."

Wen Ye smiled and nodded, indicating that he understood.

After eating fish stewed with tofu, Zhao Changan and Wen Ye drank tea and chatted in the yard.

Today is already the twenty-sixth day of the twelfth lunar month. The twelfth lunar month in this lunar calendar is only twenty-nine, not thirty.

"When are you going to go back to the city?"

"I'm here to live in seclusion this time. If Xu Songlin and the others don't pay attention to the thatched cottage, I will never go out!"

Zhao Changan said firmly while checking his cell phone.

It was Wu Yue's call.

"I'm in Wenjia Village, drinking, fishing, hunting, winter swimming, and bragging! Will you come over?"

"I think the only thing you say about bragging is true, and everything else is really just bragging! Yes, there are actually signals in the mountains."

"This is the magic of capital."

"I'm not going to brag with you anymore, Fan Chao, Zhang Xiaoxue, Li Yanqiu, Le Zening, they are all a large group of people from our class gathering tomorrow night. Are you and Wen Ye coming? And Zheng Chi."

"I'm not going. You can give me and Wen Ye your most sincere greetings."

"No, if you don't come to this dinner party, the standard will not be improved! Women are free, men pay, and we are all paupers."

On the phone, Wu Yue screamed that she was poor.

"Okay, you can choose the location as you like. After eating, you can sing, and after singing, you can go have a supper and have skewers. It's all mine!"

Zhao Changan promised with all his heart, this is the happiness of rich people.
Chapter completed!