C150 The Trouble of Crossing Years

It's no wonder that this little girl, Jiang Xi, has such a big belly. She's a proud disciple that even went out to do research for Ding Liming, I even thought that after a while, her achievements might even far surpass Ding Liming, this big brother in the world of antiques and cultural relics.

This was a small but important meeting. When everyone heard that Jiang Xi was going to become the executive manager of Emerald City, they all widened their eyes in shock. It was true, no matter how strong Jiang Xi had made herself look, her young face was truly shocking and unbelievable.

Facing the group of people who were hiding their needles, Jiang Xi maintained a faint smile as she answered each and every one of them. However, on some issues that concerned the direction of development, she did not compromise at all, and revealed a portion of her determination in a very resolute manner.

I didn't interrupt the whole time, just wore a pair of ears. Wu Huai, on the other hand, acted as though he didn't have any opinions on this matter. Thus, this meeting became Jiang Xi's first show and also her sole show. As I had hoped, her sleeves were long enough to dance.

A few people revealed expressions of interest towards the many things that Jiang Xi had proposed, while even more people's eyes were filled with disapproval. What could a little girl know?

I understand and understand the psychology and attitudes of these jade men. Although I also think that it would be more risky to let Jiang Xi, who has no experience in this field, take over the rights and authority of the jade directly, but like what Wu Huai said, jade requires professional people and it needs young people.

In terms of knowledge, Jiang Xi was blessed by the heavens. As for whether or not she was the talkative Zhao Kuang, he had to give her a stage to display her skills in in order to make a decision. Furthermore, she doesn't doubt me. Since I have already decided, I have to unconditionally support her trust. As long as she has the ability to help me, then I will maintain this trust forever.

"What do you think now?" I asked Wu Huai after arranging for Jiang Xi's office and after she had directly entered into her work mode.

Wu Huai said, "It's too sharp, but it's not necessarily a bad thing. No matter how much you don't want to admit it, you have to admit that the management, including me, doesn't have enough energy. The initial success of the Emerald is now due to the advantage of standing on time. "

"Let her do it. We'll just wait and see." Wu Zhe had a gaze as sharp as an old dog's, I completely agree with his evaluation of Jiang Xi. It's just that in my heart, I really hope that Jiang Xi can continue to maintain this kind of sharpness.

Furthermore, in the near future, only a guild as sharp as a sword would be able to maintain its leading position in the midst of brutal competition and elimination. It was necessary to hide one's strength, but that was only when one became a colossus and a towering tree that one could stand on. If a seedling also has to keep its head down and not fight for sunshine, then its future can only be a short tree or an early death.

"When people are in danger, they will instinctively resist, so as long as Little Jiang can survive through the initial stages, Jade will be able to be used by her in the future. "If I can't …" Wu Huai shook his head but didn't say anything else. However, the meaning behind his words was extremely clear.

"These are all trivial matters, the growth of the emerald will definitely reflect on the Zheng Family's status in the Antique."

After three days passed without a single ripple, Guan Zhong called.

His first sentence made my mouth grow wide. " Fourth Bro, Chen Han and Chen Shan are dead, he killed them. "

"What?" I shouted out in disbelief before I chuckled, "Serves you right! Retribution!" "I guess these two despotic fellows must have offended them quite a bit. If they got caught, they would definitely kill them."

"Right, how did they die?" I casually lit a cigarette and asked happily.

Guan Zhong said: "Being shot through the head with an arrow by someone from far away, the person behind those two brats must have gone crazy, for the next few days they can even stir up the land of the capital."

"What?" The cigarette I held in my mouth clattered to the carpet.

"He was shot through the head by an arrow. What happened?" Guan Zhong asked curiously.

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just thought it was strange that someone had shot through my head!" "There are people who use bows and arrows to kill people these days?" I hurriedly stamped out my cigarette and said to Guan Zhong on the other side of the phone.

"What's so strange about that …" Guan Zhong doesn't agree with this, but I hope everyone feels the same.

After hanging up, I called for Fan Cunhu, and told him to go and find Fan Cunlong.

Fan Cunhu left quickly and came back quickly, telling me that he couldn't find Fan Cunlong. On the other hand, Fan Cunlong's group told him that two days ago, Fan Cunlong had some matters to take care of and even made two of his brothers from the secret hall follow him.

"This kid!" When I thought about how Guan Zhong told me that the person behind him was able to lift up the land of the capital, my back broke out in cold sweat, and in my heart, I couldn't help but pray that the Heavenly God Blessed Buddha help him safely avoid the attack.

"We have to take care of him when we get back!" I thought to myself, I have to teach this guy, Fan Cunlong, a good political and ideological lesson, how can I do this? It seemed that his life was not his, so how could he do this? Not cherishing life is a shameful act!

"Zheng, what's wrong with my brother?" Fan Cunhu cautiously asked me.

I replied, "It's alright. Your brother went out to play. He should be back in the next two days."

"Oh." Fan Cunhu agreed. Although his eyes were full of suspicions, he did not ask any further.

Fan Cunlong came back the second day after Guan Zhong called me, he stood in front of me as if he was fine, and when I asked him what was going on, he replied calmly that he had gone to take his revenge.

I dropped my glass in anger and asked him loudly who had a grudge against him and wanted him to run to the capital and risk his life there.

Fan Cunlong remained silent and did not speak, but the stubborn look in his eyes made me unable to continue shouting at him, I could only lightly warn him that he had to be careful of my own safety and waved him away.

As the days continued, winter and the moon seemed to destroy everything completely. I looked out at the bleak scenery and packed my things to go home for the new year.

New Year was an important holiday in China. No matter what, he had to put down what he had to do during this holiday. The whole family would gather together to guard the new year.

Snow under the Spring Festival is the most charming, I have always thought so. The red firecrackers were spread on the foot thick snow, and when they exploded, they would bring along a sacred white color.

This year was exactly like this. The snowflakes kept falling off and on until the day before the new year, when they suddenly became wild, comparable even to the snow I encountered in the capital.

The Zheng Family of Chang An closed their doors and the Zheng Family of Weicheng closed their doors as well. After this year is over, the Weicheng will go to the other two capable youths to take over, while Huang San and Huang Si will follow me to Chang An.

After hearing this news, Huang San and Huang Si were truly overjoyed. They drank a few cups of wine together a few years ago and then bid their farewells.

A group of friends led by Xing An continuously invited him to banquets throughout the day. I also promised Xing An that I would give him a high-class Santana, which I also gave him many times. If he wants to improve politically, then he shouldn't make any financial mistakes.

This is a bunch of guys who can stand up and help me in a difficult situation. If they can make a difference in a way, then I'll be happy for them.

Weicheng was a simple city with a group of simple people. It was as if everything would become quiet here. Without Changan's fiery passion and the impetuous luxury of an eastern city, I suddenly started to reminisce about my days in the Weicheng. Every book and cup of tea was lying on the rattan chair in the backyard, quietly living.

However, in this kind of confusion and confusion, people liked to struggle with their life on the road of ideals and persistence. There were thorns and endless troubles, and even though their bodies were covered in injuries, they still had to grit their teeth and walk forward.

I think it's a form of masochism, but I like it. Every time I flipped through the book that I had taken from the house and read about Mrs. Zheng, I was able to find the reverence and perseverance of my ancestors.

Are there rules? The rules of the Zheng family require a lot of money to sustain them. After a long period of observation, I realized that the rules are gradually disappearing from this industry. He lacked the restraint of a dragon head, lacked the power of an example, and lacked a spirit that had been passed down for who knows how many years.

Just like the current Hua Xia, the Antique had already abandoned too many of his inheritance and lost his soul, hence he was in a bit of a mess. Many people were like headless flies that had earned money for their money, and unintentionally buried many tragedies and disasters in the world.

"Cun Hu, this is the first time you haven't gone back for the new year celebration. Are you used to it?" I asked Fan Cunhu who was sitting beside me. There was an unexplainable look in his eyes, perhaps a little awkward.

Shaking his head, Fan Cunhu replied: "I don't know either."

"After it's spring and I return, I might not be able to return for much longer in the future." I said to Fan Cunhu.

Everything had already been prepared at home. His mother was busy preparing all the items needed for the new year, and his father had become his mother's follower during this time. Perhaps that wasn't the right description, but it was indeed the case. The mother was in charge of choosing the New Year's item while the father was in charge of that item. The division of labour between the two of them was very clear.

I thought we could have a happy New Year in this kind of snowy weather, but on the fourth day of the new year, after we finished walking our relatives back home, I bumped into Huang San and Huang Si at our doorstep, who had already been waiting there for a long time.

They gave me a letter and left. When I opened the letter and saw the contents inside, I frowned, it was sent by Fatty Wang, a person who hadn't contacted me for a long time. The contents of the letter piqued my interest, but it was clearly very troublesome and dangerous.