v3 Chapter 598： The friendship of 2 beef buns

What the Jiang family in Peiping don't know is that the legacy battle of the FJ's grandson's family, thousands of miles away, has officially started.

10At 10 am on March 17th, Jiang Feng was absent-mindedly doing his own work in the back kitchen, while sneaking at the old man who was making the box lunch, and always ready to deliver the meal to the hospital.

Houhouchou basically can't hear the voice, but can only hear the booming sound of the machine and the sound of the smoking hood, it seems very quiet in the noisy, and there is a bit of silence and embarrassment in the quiet.

"Jiang Feng."

When Jiang Feng peeked wholeheartedly at the luxurious box lunch prepared by the old man for Director Zhong, Ji Yue had already reached him, holding the mobile phone that was maintaining the call status.

"Sun Jikai's phone, find yours." Ji Yue sent her mobile phone to Jiang Feng, and Wu Minqi looked at Jiang Feng immediately.

"Hello." Jiang Feng took the phone.

"Hey, I'm Sun Jikai." Sun Jikai said, his voice was smooth and he couldn't hear any fluctuations. "My grandpa's funeral is set for tomorrow afternoon. Although the time is very hurry, you are also far away from us, but I still hope you and Grandpa Jiang can come and I will help you arrange accommodation. "

"Okay, my grandpa and I will definitely go. Let me see if there is a ticket for today. If so, my grandfather and I will go today." Jiang Feng said.

"Thank you, I should have informed you yesterday, but I have delayed some specific matters here, and today I finalized them. I will send you a specific time and place on WeChat later." Sun Jikai explained.

I don't know why, Jiang Feng thinks that the background sound of Sun Jikai's side seems to be that two people are arguing, or it may be one person scolding others unilaterally. He could very clearly hear a sharp female voice yelling loudly in a dialect he could not understand.

"By the way, how are your three grandpas now? Are you better?" Sun Jikai asked.

"Recovered very well, and it is estimated that I can get out of bed the day after tomorrow." Even though Sun Jikai couldn't see his expression at all, Jiang Feng subconsciously showed a smile.

"That's all right." Sun Jikai said quite plainly, with the intention of hanging up the phone, "I have other things here, I won't say anything in advance, hung up."

"Huh." Jiang Feng felt that he should say some comforting words after all, after all, Sun Jikai had just experienced the sad blow of the death of a loved one.

"Sorrow."

call ended.

"How?" Ji Yue and Wu Minqi spoke in unison.

"Grandpa Sun's funeral is set for tomorrow afternoon." Jiang Feng said concisely, "Qiqi, call your mother at noon to confirm if Sun Jikai has notified your family. If you are sure you will go, we will vote at noon Booked, it's best to avoid haste today. "

敏 Wu Minqi nodded: "I called my mother at noon."

"Ah." Ji Yue sighed.

Although she has a good relationship with Sun Jikai, she and Sun Guanyun have no intersection at all and it is impossible to go to Sun Guanyun's funeral. All she could do was to send a sentence or two of pale and ineffective words through WeChat, and even some old-fashioned comforting unanswered words.

In addition, her writing is not good, and her words are even paler—but it can be seen as original. After all, if you can't find such a bad thing online, no one will copy it.

"If you are sure of the time, remember to tell me that Xia Xia wants to make a peach cake for you to take over." Ji Yuedao said.

"Taosu?" Jiang Feng looked puzzled, and couldn't think of any relationship between Taosu and this matter.

"Isn't Taosu sweet? Xia Xia didn't know what article I read on the WeChat public account a few days ago, and said that sweets can make people happy. It might be an advertisement for a dessert shop. Xia Xia is convinced, so I just want to make a peach cake for you to take over, even if it is her heart. "Ji Yuedao.

"Have you seen Xia Xia and Sun Jikai?" Jiang Feng felt that his memory might be wrong, and he did not remember that Ji Xia and Sun Jikai had any intersection.

"I've seen it." Ji Yue said with certainty, "Xia Xia told me last night. Didn't she run away from home and go to Sun Jikai to work in a textile mill on their side? Sun Jikai helped the people who arrested them because He caught it in the morning and bought two beef buns for Xia Xia. "

Qijiang Feng suddenly realized that the friendship between the two beef buns.

On the other side, after Sun Jikai finished making phone calls one by one at home, he had the effort to go downstairs to see the biological parents who had been quarreling downstairs.

This is a rare thing in their family. After all, who does n’t know that Sun Changping (Sun Jikai ’s father) has a good personality and hurts his wife, and he does n’t quarrel with anyone, let alone his wife.

I say it nicely. Sun Changping has a good temper and a soft temper, and a bad idea is an unconscious airbag.

Sun Jikai rubbed his temples with a headache, struggling to restrain himself from rushing downstairs and yelling at the two to get out, slowly walking downstairs, while suppressing his inner irritability and anger.

Since the day Sun Guanyun died, the Sun family has not stopped.

Even if Sun Guanyun's will was not announced with the lawyer, Sun Jikai's mother thought that the company and Jubaolou were already in their pockets, and anxious to start the slashing and layoffs on the first day. All the people in the vein are replaced, and then they are planted in their own confidants.

But she didn't want to think about it, she only spends money from time to time on a trivial matter.

A typical good life, however, you have to live your life as a brain war war drama.

Sun Jikai went to the living room.

The mess in the living room was scattered, all kinds of debris were scattered, and the bottle racks and baskets fell a lot. Obviously, the fighting was fierce.

Sun Jikai had no fluctuations in his heart and even wanted to hit someone.

She looks at her biological parents.

Sun Changping sat on the sofa, his face was very gloomy. His mother stood in front of Sun Changping, like a defeated rooster.

"No," Sun Changping said.

"Why not!" Sun Jikai's mother's throat was a little hoarse—it's normal, and it's strange that it's noisy for almost an hour.

"Sun Changping, for whom have I worked so hard? Not all for you, for our son! If it's not because of this useless thing you haven't cultivated in the company for so many years, I am so Xiaowei, what's wrong with him? He is also our nephew after graduating from the Eight Classics School of Management, and now no one asked him to help out first? "

"That Qian Lin is simply Sun Changning's person. How can such a person be the manager of Jubaolou? Isn't that sending things from his own house to Sun Changning's mouth? Do you know how much Sun Changning has now contacted? Man? If you do n’t hurry, you will be too late! ”Sun Jikai's mother Zhenzheng said.

"I said no or no!" Sun Changping yelled suddenly, not only Sun Jikai's mother, but even Sun Jikai was startled.

"He will be responsible for more than half of the funeral tomorrow, no change!"

"Lin Cuihua, I tell you, now you are not allowed to do anything! Don't think about other things before my dad's funeral is over. If you don't want to, we will divorce now." Sun Changping said no matter what the place was Messy, angry and upstairs.

Lin Cuihua also angrily slammed the bag and fell out the door, as if Sun Jikai standing in the living room was an invisible person.

Looking at the tragic situation in the living room, Sun Jikai can only pull out his mobile phone and call the housekeeping company to handle it. It is too difficult for her to clean up the living room.

Sun Jikai was sitting in the living room and suddenly remembered how they looked when they were young.

At that time, the Sun family was rich, but it was just ordinary rich. There was only one Jubao Building without a listed company, and it was not as wealthy as it is now.

His parents ’love story was once talked about. The young owner of Jubaolou liked the waiters in the shop, rich men and poor women, and ordinary princes fell in love with ordinary Cinderella. The overbearing president fell in love with my idol drama.

Sun Jikai still vaguely remembers that when they were young they had a good relationship with their second uncle's house. The house is not as big as it is now, but two people often communicate with each other, eating together or traveling together. Although not as good as the Jiang family, at least not as bad as it is now.

Unfortunately.

After all, the story of Cinderella and the Prince is a fairy tale, or a series of novels ~ www.novelhall.com ~ After all, no one knows whether Cinderella will be gradually corrupted into a vicious queen by money and desire after marrying the prince.

He only hoped that the prince would not fight and do nothing like his father.

I had time to quarrel with my wife downstairs and smashed my home, and I didn't have time to go up and check the roster and check if there were any omissions that were not notified.

Sun Jikai closed her eyes with a headache and wanted to lie down on the sofa for a while, then suddenly remembered a very serious matter, suddenly opened his eyes and started to flip the phone frantically.

Sun Guanyun asked him to call Sun Maocai a second time before he died. He did n’t know that Sun Maocai ’s phone had Assistant Wang sent to him via WeChat. There was no Sun Maocai ’s phone in Assistant Wang ’s phone. It ’s a delay. Called and notified others.

In the end, there were too many people who sent him a WeChat message. His mother and second uncle's tearing came too fast and suddenly. He forgot about it.

Sun Maocai doesn't know about it yet!

Sun Jikai was shocked with cold sweat.