Meanwhile, Ji Tingyun not only didn't have time for a physical confrontation with his younger brother, but his brother also managed to steal his high-profile bodyguard team. Cheng Jixue hurriedly left with the signed documents, leaving only his secretary to give his elder brother's bodyguard team a final pep talk.
After listening for a while, Ji Tingyun went into the house with a twitching face and complained to his grandfather about how outrageous it was, but his grandfather waved his hand dismissively: "It's not true... Oh, it's just young people's little fun. Your son is getting married soon, so don't get involved!"
Ji Tingyun felt a heart attack—he was only in his early forties, but his troublesome, rebellious younger brother and audacious son made him feel like he was seventy or eighty years old… He took a deep breath and asked his grandfather, “Then how will the generational order be calculated in the future?”
My son-in-law and my sister-in-law are brothers—Ji Tingyun almost fainted from anger.
Mr. Ji: To be honest, I've been thinking about this for a long time too.
After a moment of deep thought, Old Master Ji said, "Let each of us have our own opinion."
Ji Tingyun was speechless for a long time... He regretted that he was too busy with work to bring his son with him. When he finally remembered his son, he found that his son and younger brother had already started to grow up wildly under the guidance of the old man.
Grandpa Ji could see that his eldest grandson was particularly indignant. He leaned back and gently advised, "Children and grandchildren have their own blessings. Everyone has their own destiny. You can't live their lives for them. Besides, when people get old, they should let go of what they have. It's all the same."
The old man certainly has the right to say this. Although he still wields considerable influence, he was quite decisive in relinquishing power and handing over his duties back then.
Ji Tingyun hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "I'm only forty-three!"
Grandpa Ji opened one eye and glanced at him, his tone slightly sarcastic: "Oh dear, I thought you were eighty-three."
My rarely seen, old-fashioned older brother, Ji: qaq;
Grandpa Ji suddenly seemed to remember something, and excitedly took out his phone and clicked on the super topic: "Do you know Qiuyue CP?"
Ji Tingyun: Huh? What exactly happened at home while I was away?!
Grandpa Ji said excitedly, "Come on, let me teach you how to eat Xipi!"
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At the wedding banquet, after the opening ceremony of the large-scale entrepreneurs' summit concluded, the wedding ceremony officially began. The marriage of Mr. Chu and his wife was purely a political and economic alliance; they were a perfect match, yet there was always a subtle sense of distance—just as the wedding ceremony, though solemn and grand, lacked a touch of the sweetness of newlyweds.
With the permission and supervision of Chu family staff, various media outlets took photos and wrote reports in an orderly manner, and the atmosphere at the scene was so solemn that it seemed as if some kind of peace treaty was being signed.
Ji Boyang secretly complained to Zhang Yinshan, "We won't invite so many people in the future, and we won't invite reporters either."
Zhang Yinshan smiled and said, "Okay."
Zhang Chaohe... Sitting across from him, Zhang Chaohe felt incredibly sour, like a giant lemon. He dejectedly clutched the cutlery in his hands, thinking to himself that it would be great if Cheng Jixue were here too; he would have so many ideas for their future wedding.
He was just about to check WeChat to distract himself when Madam Ji suddenly spoke to him softly: "Young Master Zhang?"
Zhang Chaohe looked up, he hesitated for a moment about how to address this woman who looked very young... Although she had a child who was almost twenty years old, she was still beautiful and young. Calling her "sister" or "auntie" seemed a bit inappropriate.
So Zhang Chaohe decided to address her according to his elder brother's seniority: "Auntie, you can just call me Chaohe."
The eldest brother, appearing out of nowhere, added insult to injury: "Auntie, you can just ask him to do a little something."
Zhang Chaohe: ! !
So what if you're good at talking?!
Madam Ji chuckled and readily agreed, "Dian Dian," she said gently, "would you like to stay in the capital for a few more days?"
A very standard question from an elder. Mr. Zhang was talking with other entrepreneurs at the table, while Ms. Zhao watched with a smile as her future mother-in-law and her youngest son talked.
At the same time, Zhang Yinshan and Lian Gu exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat guilty.
Zhang Yinshan: I wonder if Aunt Zhao will tear apart all the people involved after she finds out the truth.
Zhang Yinshan: An older brother would go to great lengths for his younger brother!
Zhang Chaohe nodded: "Probably. I'll be busy with work in the second half of the year, so I probably won't have time to travel around."
Cheng Jixue will be joining the crew for two months soon, so he needs to seize the time to work hard and strive to achieve the 10 billion plan, so that he can beat up that idiot Ji Er in the future!
I'm sorry, Auntie. Although you are a very kind person, your brother-in-law is my biggest rival!
Mrs. Ji expressed her understanding. She had the privilege of hearing about Mr. Zhang's multi-billion dollar plan and thought the young man was quite serious. So she tentatively asked, "Keep it up?"
Zhang Chaohe: Go for it and beat Ji Er!
However, he took it as a blessing from an elder and nodded politely to express his gratitude.
Soon everyone moved to the outdoor stage to wait for the newlyweds to complete their final wedding ceremony. Zhang Chaohe was eager to start catching the bride's bouquet after the ceremony!
Although his initial plan was to "confess his feelings to Duanduan after catching the bouquet," things took an unexpected turn, and he ended up making another wish on the flower-lined path.
"If I can catch the bouquet, I'll propose to Duanduan," Zhang Chaohe thought solemnly.
Then he began to move forward discreetly to the flower-grabbing area... Although Zhang Chaohe was very careful not to stand in front, when he looked to the side, he saw that he was surrounded by girls with longing expressions or lively young handsome men. It seemed that he was the only one dressed in a suit and tie, mature and steady.
Zhang Chaohe stood out so much that he tried to hide himself by moving a little further to the side. But he was just too striking; his presence and physique were as striking and eye-catching as a Greek god.
He suddenly noticed a strange gaze, so he looked down—and found himself face to face with the young woman in front of him.
Before Zhang Chaohe could even feel embarrassed, he suddenly saw the young lady smile excitedly and pull him forward!
Zhang Chaohe: ?
He stumbled and almost bumped into the young lady in front of him. The young lady turned around, immediately covered her mouth, and excitedly jumped up and down on the spot as if she had been activated!
Zhang Chaohe: "Wait a minute!"
The next second, Zhang Chaohe had already been pushed forward one more person by this young lady.
Zhang Chaohe: You're all undercover agents in the CP supertopic, right? Right?
Zhang Chaohe was numbly carried to the best strategic location. No one seemed in a hurry to grab the bouquet anymore; instead, they whispered among themselves to the legendary "Young Master Zhang."
"Go, million-dollar team!"
When will they officially announce that they'll reach 10 billion?
"My family has a sure-fire project that's guaranteed to make money, wanna invest?... Ugh, Mr. Zhang!"
Everyone held goodwill and curiosity towards the CEO who was endorsed as a "high-quality idol" by CCTV. To the point that Zhang Chaohe was eventually forced to completely abandon the dignity and aloofness of a domineering CEO:
"Two more years."
Thank you for your kindness.
"I will have Assistant Chen communicate with your assistant."
Looking at Brother He surrounded by a group of young people, Ji Boyang said to his mother with great worry, "It's over. I can already foresee what my second uncle's future will be like."
Mrs. Ji smiled and said, "Who doesn't like a child who shines?"
Ji Boyang sighed, "What if Second Uncle fails today? Do you think Aunt Zhao will kick me out of the house?"
The fact that her son had already claimed kinship before even getting married amused Madam Ji, who stroked his soft hair and said, "How could that be?"
Ji Boyang's eyes lit up.
Madam Ji lovingly added the second half of her sentence: "Zhang Yinshan will also be kicked out of the house, don't worry."
"Uh..." Ji Boyang thought to himself, "Although it's not bad, it doesn't seem so bad?"
The bride turned her back to the crowd, ready to drop her bouquet... Zhang Chaohe felt like the bride had glanced at him. Just as he was wondering if it was his imagination, the bride gave a strong push, and the bouquet flew straight at Zhang Chaohe like a large, fluttering bird!
Zhang Chaohe didn't need to fight for it at all; the bunch of golden orange flowers, carrying the fragrance of gardenias and roses, obediently landed in his hands, and several unfamiliar young men looked at him with envy.
What great luck! So does this mean his love life is going very smoothly?
Just as Zhang Chaohe was happily about to thank the bride and groom, he heard the young girl next to him say meaningfully, "Go for it, Mr. Zhang! If you can't get married within six months of catching the bouquet, you'll have to wait six years!"
Zhang Chaohe: ! !
He was shocked: "Is there really such a saying?"
Oh no! How am I supposed to earn 10 billion in six months?! Even my older brother wouldn't dare to brag like that!
Zhang Chaohe was extremely worried. When he returned with the flowers, he saw that Madam Zhao, Madam Ji, and Ji Boyang were all looking at him with mocking eyes—although they thought different things, they appeared to be of one mind!
He pinched the petals of the bottom champagne rose with a bit of embarrassment, thinking that he needed to hurry home and give the flower to Duanduan.
However, after he put the flowers on the table and went to the restroom, Zhang Chaohe had just walked out of the corridor when a nearly 1.9-meter-tall man in black sunglasses suddenly appeared in front of him!
Zhang Chaohe squinted at the man in sunglasses... Although the man seemed polite, he came with a menacing air. The man in black made a polite gesture of invitation: "Mr. Zhang, someone wants to see you."
Zhang Chaohe remained silent for a moment. He felt this recipe was strangely familiar. However, since they were at Young Master Chu's wedding banquet, he figured no one would dare to cause trouble. He calmly rolled up his sleeves, adopting the expression of a cold-blooded killer ready to punch someone at any moment: "Who wants to see me?"
Brother Hei west: "I want to see your people."
Zhang Chaohe asked in a strange tone, "I bet your gun isn't loaded?"
Brother Hei west: ...
Although Assistant Wang had just warned that Mr. Zhang was difficult to deal with, the eldest brother did not expect that Mr. Zhang would be difficult in this respect!
Perhaps all wealthy people have their own little temper?
Brother Hei had no choice but to tell the truth: "Second Master Ji wants to see you, please."
Mr. Zhang smiled slightly, seemingly unconcerned: "Oh." He was about to turn around and lead the way, following the standard procedure to get the gentleman into the car, when Mr. Zhang suddenly turned around and ran away!
Zhang Chaohe couldn't describe his feelings at that moment. It was probably something like, "Ah, it's finally here." He nodded calmly, maintaining the last vestige of his domineering CEO dignity, and then turned and started running like crazy!
So you've finally revealed your true colors, huh? Zhang Chaohe thought to himself, his feet barely touching the ground—once your father gets to the venue, I don't believe you'd actually dare to kidnap me in front of everyone!
However, the next second, two more burly men from the Black West suddenly appeared, silently blocking the entire corridor from the left and right. The three men, who looked exactly like they had been copied and pasted, formed a triangle and surrounded Zhang Chaohe!
Zhang Chaohe: No, how can this be considered lacking in martial ethics, and why are they surrounding us?
Brothers: Fortunately, Assistant Wang had foresight and arranged for people to surround Mr. Zhang in advance!
With three burly men closing in, Zhang Chaohe, now surrounded by even more men, had no choice but to change tactics. He coldly shouted, "Get out of the way!"
The eldest brother remained unmoved, his face as hard as stone, repeating himself like a broken record: "Please, Mr. Zhang, don't make things difficult for us."
Zhang Chaohe couldn't win a fight, nor could he escape, so he had no choice but to admit defeat and waved his hand, saying, "Let's go, let's go."
Thinking back, it seems that the last time Old Master Ji made such a show... Zhang Chaohe wondered doubtfully, could the Ji family really be involved in organized crime?
"If I can come back alive today," Zhang Chaohe thought expressionlessly, "I must call the anti-gang task force to report them."
The three older brothers surrounded him, their expressions wary, constantly watching to prevent him from escaping. Zhang Chaohe had planned to shout for help when they reached a crowded area—who knew what would happen if Ji Er took him away!
As it turned out, this group of men were well-trained. They not only acted decisively, leading Zhang Chaohe away through the fire escape, but also arranged for men in black to block the way at all the exits and passageways.
Zhang Chaohe was numb: Is it really that serious?
He gritted his teeth and thought, "If I had known this would happen, I should have struck first and hired a group of international mercenaries to put Ji Er's sack first!"
A group of people escorted him nervously, and finally, they successfully got Mr. Zhang into the car! This time, their expertise finally matched the job. The group of bodyguards breathed a sigh of relief as they escorted the VIP into the car, their movements well-trained, skillful, and efficient.
Zhang Chaohe was also confused when a burly man reached out to shield him from the edge of a car—wasn't that unnecessary? Really unnecessary, right? If you're going to kill or torture someone, just do it quickly. Why is there a wind-up before casting a spell?