Bingyan's death in the summer of Jiannen made Jiang Dianhan feel more regretful that there was a fire six, and he was also very sad, but the sadness came more from Aiwu and Wu. The death of Mr. Yang was very sudden, but it was more like a chronic blow to Jiang Zhihan: there was a sense of emptiness, a sense of loss, and a sense of powerlessness. It lasted for a long time.

The person who can feel his emotional changes is of course the person next to him.

Although she was busy with work, she had to work hard for family affairs. Wu Yin still arranged two small weekends in a row, called Lin Mo, had a dinner party, and went to Yunshan for camping again. She didn't expect to quickly reverse Jiang Zhihan's mood, but just hoped that her efforts would help a little.

When he returned from camping, Wu Yin reminded Jiang Zhihan that he had returned to Qingzhou for half a month. Mr. Zhong called to ask, and heard that Mr. Yang died, he was shocked and sad. Because he played boxing with Uncle Zhong every week, Jiang Zhihan became more and more familiar with him in the past two years. Wu Yin later met him, and had dinner together, and visited his home many times. Uncle Zhong and his wife had a good impression of Wu Yin, and Aunt Zhong also invited Wu Yin to play at her house alone. It was common for her to go shopping with her. Mr. Zhong lived in a bungalow very close to Cuihu, and the furnishings at home were not luxurious. But the location of the house was good, but it was not as good as it was.

After Wu Yin said this, Jiang Zhihan remembered that the old man had another letter left for Uncle Zhong. Jiang Zhihan was very curious. The old man did not leave a word for the second senior brother and himself, but actually prepared a letter for Uncle Zhong in advance. It seemed that the relationship between the two of them was indeed very deep.

The next day, he called the Zhong family, and Jiang Zhihan made an appointment to do boxing together the next morning and handed over the things to him.

I went to the park in the morning, but no one came. After a while, I received a call from my old wife, saying that he had slipped in the room early in the morning, as if he was twisting his waist. He came back from the hospital, but fortunately he was not seriously injured.

After putting down his phone, Jiang Zhihan saw that it was still early. He patiently waited until the shopping mall opened, went in and bought some nutritional supplements, and drove to the Zhong family.

When he knocked on the door, he saw Zhong Lao sitting on the sand in the living room and refused to lie on the bed.

Hearing Jiang Zhihan's greetings, he waved his hand, "It's not a big deal for people to turn their backs when they are old. Speaking of which, I'm also a person who exercises every day. How can I be so fragile!" Before Jiang Zhihan could reply, he sighed and said, "It's Lao Yang." Who could have thought about it? His body, in theory, will live for another thirty or fifty years."

Jiang Zhihan pursed his lips, sat down on the sand, handed the gift to the babysitter, took out the letter from his arms, and handed it over with both hands, "Uncle Zhong. This is the letter left to you by the old man."

Mr. Zhong took it over, but he didn't avoid him. He took it apart on the spot, put on reading glasses, and looked carefully.

After a while, he looked up at Jiang Zhihan, buried his head again, and carefully said word by word.

letter.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly, folded the letter carefully, stuffed it back into the envelope, waved to the little nanny at home, "Put this letter on the table in my study room

Taking off the reading glasses, Mr. Zhong rubbed his eyes, turned to Jiang Zhihan and said, "It's not just a monk or a Taoist priest, that's the one who jumps out of the world. The real hermit is someone like your master. Jump out of the world, "jump out of the world." He murmured a few words and shook his head, and seemed to nodded.

Jiang Zhihan sat beside him, staring blankly at the tree outside the window without saying a word.

Handed Jiang Zhihan the reading glasses and signaled him to put them on the cabinet next to him. Mr. Zhong said: "It's rare that you come here today when you have time, so stay here to chat with me. After lunch, you can help me install a computer. By the way, someone helped me install a dial-up for the Internet. This is a fresh thing, and I'll keep up with the times. If you have time in the afternoon, teach the old man a lesson.

As far as Jiang Zhihan knows, Qingzhou did not seem to have a dial-up Internet service open to the public at this time. But no matter what, Zhong’s home really has it. He spent some time installing some commonly used software on the computer and debugging the Internet function. He told the old man the simplest steps and wrote it down again. He wrote it on a piece of paper in a very traditional way. If you forget what to do next time, you can find the secret.

My hometown had lunch early. After finishing everything, I looked at the watch only 100% off. Jiang Zhihan smiled and said, "Uncle Zhong, you're here soon. The Internet in our school building seems to be just this far when it comes outside." He habitually clicked on the page of his own city. After entering the username and password, he went in and checked.

I glanced at it and saw a lot of rubbish mansions. There was a seal in the middle. It was a female Chu! Han was opened with the New Year, and the inside was

The cold,

I heard you have returned to the Qizhou.

I made an appointment with Professor Run to meet Xiao Gu’s relationship with him. I don’t know if Xiao Gu and the others went to say hello, but the other party seemed to have the intention to sign a contract, so I asked us to go to his residence to discuss.

If you have time, can you have dinner together in the evening? I called Wu Yin and she said there was no problem. Let’s contact you again.

By the way, after 2 pm, I can find me by calling my office.”

Literary

Jiang Zhihan logged in and said to Mr. Zhong: "Uncle Zhong, surfing the Internet or using a computer to write things to manage accounts is actually practice and it's better to use it more." I have a few introductory books in my office. In two days, I'll bring you two books here and think that Mr. Zhong is really a person who keeps pace with the times. In this era, people of his generation who know how to use computers and networks are rare.

As he was talking, Jiang Zhihan's cell phone vibrated.

He smiled apologetically and picked up the phone, but it was Professor Run.

Professor Run said: Xiaojiang, are you free tomorrow? Come to me and I have something to tell you."

Jiang Zhihan said: "Oh, no problem. By the way, I'm not aware of Jiaobao. You went to talk to Sister Wen Chu this morning with the people there. How was the conversation? Is there any progress?

Professor Run said: "What are you talking about?" I didn't have sex with Xiao Xiaowen this morning.

Jiang Zhihan said: "But" I saw her email on the Internet and said that the other party invited you two to his residence to discuss

Professor Run said: "You made a mistake in your life." I have been on business trips all these days and I will not be able to return to Qingzhou tonight."

Jiang Zhihan said: "That's it." Then I'll arrive at your office at 3:30 tomorrow, will it be OK?

After saying good things and putting down the phone, Jiang Zhihan frowned and thought for a while, logged in to his email, and looked carefully at the time of the email: it was nine o'clock this morning.

He took out his cell phone and dialed it to Wenchu's office, but no one answered. Jiang Zhihan thought for a while, and then dialed the front desk of Fangyuan's communications. The lady who answered the phone met Jiang Zhihan. "Mr. Jiang, Mr. Wen seems to be out at 10 o'clock, and he didn't say where to go. I'll go and ask her secretary for you?"

Jiang Zhihan sat on the computer chair, feeling something was wrong in his heart. He squinted his eyes, thought about it carefully, took out his cell phone, and dialed Professor Run's phone number again.

"Rongjiaobao, let me ask, who are you talking to this time? Why did I listen to Sister Wen Chu mention it? Someone on the other side seemed to have made some impolite requests?

Professor Run said: "Xiaowen didn't tell me this matter carefully, but it seemed that she had heard her mention it once, and she was very angry. I said at that time that I have made this system for some time, so I can't sell it, and I won't rely on it to make a living. However, Xiaowen later said that you asked someone to say hello, and the other party's attitude changed very well."

Jiang Zhihan interrupted his nephew, "Professor Nao, what is the person over there?"

Professor Nao said: "There were several times when Xiaowen went there alone. I have been with her three times or four times. I thought the other party would ask about technical matters, but I almost didn't mention a single sentence."

Jiang Zhihan asked: "What's the name?"

Professor Nao said: "It seems that there is a Manager Fu, there is a Director Luo, and a Deputy Director named Chen. "By the way, there is a young man who looks a little arrogant, but Director Luo said that he can really make the decision."

Jiang Zhihan's heart was shocked, "What's his name? Professor Nao pondered: "I don't remember the name very much." Well, but his surname is very special, he is a friend of his friend."

Jiang Zhihan blurted out, "Peng Yuantao?!"

Professor Nao said: "It seems to be." The young man was not in good health, his face was very pale, and his words were not finished. He had been hung up there.

Peng Yuantao? That arrogant young master Peng who likes delicious food, beautiful scenery and beautiful people?

Jiang Zhihan felt a chill on his back, slowly rising from bottom to top, and he felt a little in his heart.

The phone suddenly vibrated, his hands trembled, and he quickly took it to his ear.

Wen Chu's secretary Xiao Xu said: "Mr. Jiang, I am Xiao Xu. Mr. Wen said this morning that she had a business meeting in the morning and it would not end until the afternoon."

Jiang Zhihan asked: "Do you know where she went?

Xiao Xu said: "She didn't say that she took a taxi by herself, saying that she had been there to meet Professor Zhang."

Jiang Zhihan's heart jumped again.

After putting down the phone, he stood up and said goodbye, "Uncle Zhong, I have something urgent to go first."

Uncle Zhong looked at him, "Xiao Jiang, what's the matter? Why do you look so pale?"

Jiang Zhihan shook his head slightly, "I, I hope I am worried about nothing.

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