Chapter 603 The friendship between two beef buns
What the Jiang family in Peiping didn't know was that the inheritance war between FJ's Sun family, thousands of miles away, had officially begun, and it was in full swing, causing a lot of bloodshed.
At 10 o'clock in the morning on March 17, Jiang Feng was absentmindedly doing his work in the kitchen, while peeking at the old man who was making lunch boxes, always ready to send meals to the hospital.
There was basically no sound in the kitchen, only the rumble of the machine and the sound of the cigarette smoker. It seemed very quiet amidst the noise, and there was a bit of silence and embarrassment in the quietness.
"Jiang Feng."
Just when Jiang Feng was blatantly peeking at the luxurious lunch box prepared by the old man for Director Zhong, Ji Yue had already rushed in front of him, still holding the mobile phone in the call state.
"Sun Jikai's phone number is for you." Ji Yue sent the phone to Jiang Feng, and Wu Minqi immediately looked at Jiang Feng.
"Hello." Jiang Feng took the phone.
"Hello, I'm Sun Jikai." Sun Jikai said, his voice was very smooth and no fluctuations could be heard, "My grandfather's funeral is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Although the time is very rushed and your place is far away from us, I still hope that you and Grandpa Jiang can come to participate, and I will help you arrange accommodation.”
"Okay, grandpa and I will definitely go. I'll see if there are any tickets for today. If there are, grandpa and I will go today." Jiang Feng said.
"Thank you. I should have informed you yesterday, but there were some things on my side that delayed the specific matters. It was only finalized today. I will send you the specific time and location via WeChat later." Sun Jikai explained.
For some reason, Jiang Feng felt that the background sound on Sun Jikai's side seemed to be two people quarreling, or it might be one person unilaterally cursing someone. He could very clearly hear a shrill female voice yelling in a dialect he couldn't understand, with a bad tone.
"By the way, how is your third grandfather doing now? Is he feeling better?" Sun Jikai asked.
"I'm recovering well. I think I'll be able to 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 good." Sun Jikai said politely, with the intention of hanging up, "I have other things here, so I won't say anything in advance, so hang up."
"Yeah." After Jiang Feng finished, he felt that he should say some comforting words. After all, Sun Jikai had just experienced the tragic blow of the death of a relative.
"My condolences."
The call ends.
"How is it?" Ji Yue and Wu Minqi said in unison.
"Grandpa Sun's funeral is scheduled for tomorrow afternoon." Jiang Fengyan said concisely and concisely, "Qiqi, call your mother at noon to confirm whether Sun Jikai has notified your family. If we are sure that you will go, we will give you the ticket at noon. Ordered, it’s best to go today to avoid the rush.”
Wu Minqi nodded: "I will call my mother at noon."
"Hey." Ji Yue sighed.
Although she had a good relationship with Sun Jikai, she had no contact with Sun Guanyun at all and it was impossible for her to attend Sun Guanyun's funeral. All she could do was send one or two pale and feeble words through WeChat, and even some old-fashioned comforting words without any response.
Coupled with her poor writing skills, her words appear even paler - but it can be seen that they are original. After all, you can't find such bad words on the Internet, and if you find them, no one will copy them.
"If you decide the time, remember to tell me. Xia Xia wants to make a peach cake for you to help bring over." Ji Yue said.
"Taosu?" Jiang Feng looked confused and couldn't figure out what Taosu had to do with this matter.
"Isn't peach cake sweet? Xia Xia didn't know what article she read on the WeChat public account a few days ago, saying that sweets can make people feel happy. It might be an advertisement for a dessert shop. Xia Xia believed it, so I just want to make some peach cakes for you to bring over, just consider it as a token of appreciation for her." Ji Yue said.
"Have Xia Xia and Sun Jikai met?" Jiang Feng felt that his memory might be wrong. He did not remember any interaction between Ji Xia and Sun Jikai.
"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 work in a textile factory with Sun Jikai and the others? Sun Jikai helped arrest the person, because He caught it in the morning and bought two beef buns for Xia Xia.”
Jiang Feng suddenly realized the friendship between the two beef buns.
On the other side, after Sun Jikai made phone calls one by one at home, he had time to go downstairs to see his biological parents who were already quarreling downstairs.
This is considered a rare thing in their family. After all, whoever has a good relationship with the Sun family doesn't know that Sun Changping (Sun Jikai's father) has a good personality and loves his wife. He will never quarrel with anyone, let alone his own wife.
To put it nicely, Sun Changping is good-tempered and soft-tempered, but to put it harshly, he is a loser with no independent opinions.
Sun Jikai rubbed his temples with a headache, and tried hard to restrain his desire to rush downstairs and yell at the two of them to get out. He slowly walked downstairs, suppressing the irritability and anger in his heart as he walked.
From the day Sun Guanyun passed away, the Sun family has never stopped.
Even if Sun Guanyun's will has not been announced to the lawyer, Sun Jikai feels that the company and Jubao Tower are already in his pocket, and he can't wait to start drastic transfers and layoffs on the first day, and eliminate all Sun Changning (Sun Jikai's second uncle) Replace all the people in the bloodline and replace them with your own confidants.
But she didn't want to think about how she, who usually only spent money and argued over trivial matters from time to time, had any confidants.
A typical good life, but you have to live your life like a brainless business war drama.
Sun Jikai walked to the living room.
The living room was in a mess, with all kinds of debris scattered on the floor, and a lot of bottles and baskets falling from the shelves. It was obvious that the battle was tragic.
Sun Jikai had no fluctuations in his heart, and even wanted to hit someone.
She looked at her biological parents.
Sun Changping was sitting on the sofa, his face very gloomy. His mother stood in front of Sun Changping, like a victorious rooster.
"No." Sun Changping said.
"Why not!" Sun Jikai's voice was almost hoarse - this was normal, it was strange that he was not hoarse after having been arguing for almost an hour.
"Sun Changping, who am I working so hard for? It's not all for you, for our son! If it weren't for you, a useless thing, who hasn't trained a few capable subordinates in the company for so many years, I would be like this What’s wrong with Xiaowei? He also graduated from the Eight Classics School of Management and is our nephew. What’s wrong with no one asking him to help us first?”
"That Qian Lin is Sun Changning's man at all. How can such a person be the manager of Jubao Tower? Isn't this putting his own things in Sun Changning's mouth? Do you know how many contacts he has had with Sun Changning now? Human? If you don't hurry up, it will be too late!" Sun Jikai was so convincing.
"If I say no, I can't!" Sun Changping suddenly shouted, not only Sun Jikai's mother, but also Sun Jikai was shocked.
"He will be responsible for most of the funeral tomorrow. No changes are allowed!"
"Lin Cuihua, let me tell you, you are not allowed to do anything now! Don't even think about anything else before my dad's funeral is over. If you don't want to, we will divorce now." After saying that, Sun Changping didn't care about this place. He went upstairs in disarray and angrily.
Lin Cuihua also angrily picked up her bag and slammed the door out, as if Sun Jikai standing in the living room was an invisible person.
Seeing the miserable situation in the living room, Sun Jikai could only take out his mobile phone and call the housekeeping company to come and deal with it. It would be too difficult for her to let the cleaning lady clean up such a living room.
Sun Jikai was sitting in the living room and suddenly remembered what their family was like when they were children.
At that time, although the Sun family was rich, it was only ordinary rich. There was no listed company, only a treasure house, and it was not as wealthy as it is now.
The love story of his parents was also talked about for a time. The young master of Jubaolou fell in love with the waiter in the store, a rich man and a poor girl, an ordinary prince fell in love with an ordinary Cinderella, and a movie can be made with a few changes. An idol drama about a domineering president falling in love with me.
Sun Jikai still vaguely remembered that when he was a child, his family had a good relationship with his second uncle's family. The house was not as big as it is now, but the two families often interacted with each other, eating together or traveling together. Although it was not as good as the Jiang family, it was at least not as bad as it is now.
What a pity.
After all, the story of Cinderella and the prince is a fairy tale, or a series of novels. After all, no one knows whether Cinderella will be gradually corrupted by money and desire into a vicious queen after marrying the prince.
He just hoped that the prince would not be like his father who only quarreled and did nothing.
I had time to quarrel with my wife downstairs and trash the house. I didn’t have time to go up and look through the roster to see if there was anything I had missed or not notified.
Sun Jikai had a headache and closed his eyes and wanted to lie on the sofa for a while. Suddenly he remembered something very serious. He suddenly opened his eyes and started scrolling through his phone frantically.
Before Sun Guanyun died, he asked him to call Sun Maocai for the second time. Because he didn't know Sun Maocai's phone number, he asked Assistant Wang to send it to him through WeChat. Assistant Wang didn't have Sun Maocai's phone number on his phone and it took some time to check, so he first I called others to inform them.
As a result, too many people sent him WeChat messages, and the fight between his mother and his second uncle happened so quickly and suddenly that he forgot about it.
Sun Maocai still doesn’t know about this!
Sun Jikai was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
I can’t write anything after staying at home for too long...
(End of chapter)