In the afternoon, someone came up to add fuel to the matter.

"According to people familiar with the matter, the reason why the Hang family's father and son turned against each other was because Hang An and his behavior were unpredictable and did something extremely disgraceful, which made the Hang family lose face..."

"A person familiar with the matter pointed out that Hang Anhe is afraid that he has been expelled from his family, and Hang Anyi will replace him and become the next president of the Hang Family Group."

When these leaks came out, Hang Anyi also stepped into the building of the k&q group.

He is here to find Ji Bai.

Although there was no appointment, the second young master of the Hang family was here. The front desk lady recognized the face that had just appeared frequently in the newspaper and did not dare to come forward to stop him. She had to answer the phone number from the president's office and report to the assistant.

Before the phone was opened, Hang Anyi had already seen the person walking in at the door, and his eyes immediately lit up - the man was wearing a suit and tie, with a gentle smile but not in his eyes, and just talked to the people around him lightly and told him something. The suit was tailored and smooth, making out his long legs more and more. Even the tiny folds of his pants seemed to be soaked in hormones. The high-end custom leather shoes stepped on the floor, not someone else, but Ji Bai.

"No need," Hang Anyi waved his hand, "I'll go find it myself."

Ji Bai and the sales manager ordered the sales strategy of the New Year. As soon as he looked up, he saw a familiar face appearing in front of him. The young man smiled and stretched out a hand at him, "Brother Ji Bai, long time no see!"

“…”

Ji Bai looked at him and did not stretch out his hand.

It was an embarrassing thing to be rejected in public. However, Hang Anyi seemed to be unaware of anything, but just smiled helplessly and took his hand back.

"I know Brother Ji Bai is probably angry with me because of his brother," he pursed his lips and said slowly. His voice was neither high nor low, and he did not mean to avoid the people around him. "But I don't know why Dad suddenly said that - Brother Ji Bai, Brother Ji Bai must be with you. I want to ask you to tell him and ask him to come back."

He frowned, and his expression showed some worry.

"Dad's health is no longer as good as before. Now it's not so easy to mess around outside. How can my brother be alone outside? "

These words were spoken with great sound, as if they were really considering Hang An and this brother. Someone had stopped in the hall and looked at Ji Bai's expression, but he just lowered his eyes lightly and looked at the sincere young man in front of him.

Hang Anyi's scalp was numb by this gaze, and she gritted her teeth, and said, "This is what Dad meant--"

"This is not what Uncle Hang said," Ji Bai cut off his words, coldly, leaving no room for anything, "This is what you mean."

Hang Anyi was stunned.

"Hang Wei," Ji Bai called his original name directly, completely ignoring the other party's sudden change of face, "Your path is too smooth."

"I don't care what kind of little thoughts you have, but pretended to persuade An An, turned his head and told Uncle Hang that An An would not come back-I won't allow it to happen."

When he mentioned the word An An, his expression softened a little, and a river of spring water melted in his eyes. The years of ice and snow melted from then on, and the ice was melted.

But when looking at Hang Anyi, the softness was frozen again.

"Hang Wei," Ji Bai said lightly, "I'm not a fool, I won't understand what you are planning."

Hang Anyi smiled and said, "Mr. Ji's words are wrong? What can I do to do?"

"If I don't agree," Ji Bai finally looked at him with a sarcastic look in his eyes, "Do you still have to perform a good show of kneeling down and begging An An to go home?"

He stopped caring about Hang Anyi's pale face in an instant, and then walked in with his subordinates in a sprint. Until he entered the elevator, he threw down without looking back, "Put down your inconvenient thoughts."

If you want to compete with him, you are not worthy.

The next sentence was clearly not said, but it clearly emerged from his raised eyebrows. Hang Anyi shrank suddenly, as if his eyes were pierced straight into his heart like a needle.

And accurately pierced into the pain.

What's the best thing about Hang'anhe?

They are also descendants of the Hang family, but their background is a little better than him. He was born from the side branch of the Hang family, and Hang'an and Hangshen. This difference in background can make people's fate so different?

From childhood to adulthood, it was obvious that he had received more certificates and was praised for being obedient and sensible; it was obvious that he had suffered more and worked harder. He stayed up late to study under the night light until two o'clock in the morning. At that time, Hang Anhe had been lying in the quilt and slept soundly.

But even so, Hang Anhe still had better studies than him, ate better food than him, and wore high-end custom-made clothes that he could not afford, which was worth his tuition and living expenses. There was also Ji Bai who almost replaced Hang Shen, holding Hang Anhe in his hand like a treasure, for fear that he would suffer a little grievance.

If you say that there is no dissatisfaction in your heart, it is naturally a lie.

Hang Anyi had known for a long time that this was because she was jealous. In terms of talent alone, Hang Anhe was no less than him, and even had a higher talent in business than him. Even in the interpersonal circle, Hang Anhe's self-doing and self-talk was far more likable than him who thought about it for a long time before he could say something.

What is there? Children who are spoiled always have capital that is born different from others.

But there is only one thing that he can surpass Hang Anhe. This is exactly what Hangshen values ​​most. When people are old, Hangshen values ​​blood inheritance more than when they were young. They urgently want a grandson named Hang so that they can pass on this blood from generation to generation.

Thinking about this, Hang Anyi felt that she had room to breathe again.

——He knows how to bow his head, and he will marry the Hang family and give birth to descendants.

And Hang Anhe can never.

He suddenly smiled slightly, and when he picked up his phone again, his voice changed.

"Hey? Dad, I'm here with Brother Ji Bai..."

Hang’s father just heard the name and felt uncomfortable all over. He knew that Ji Bai must be standing there, so his tone was not nice, “What are you doing there?”

Hang Anyi smiled bitterly and explained: "Dad, I'm always outside, it doesn't look like that."

"He doesn't think it's anything," Hang Shen glared, "I don't listen to me as a man, even if I come back, what's the use?"

Even though he said this, Hang Shen paused. After a while, he asked quietly: "Is he back?"

The smile on the corner of Hang Anyi's lips slowly disappeared. He pursed his lips and replied after a while, "Dad, I haven't seen my brother yet."

This sentence is clever and clearly stated objective facts, but it sounds like Hang Anhe doesn't want to see him, so he deliberately blocked him outside the door without even wanting to see him. Hang Shen was furious and said, "How could he treat his younger brother like this!"

Hang Anyi said: "Dad, it's okay... Brother, he may just be in a bad mood, it's okay."

The more considerate he was, the more he felt that his eldest son was not good. The pain he had accumulated over the past few days was completely ruined. His face sank, and he didn't say anything more, and said straight: "Come back."

"dad?"

"Don't go again in the future," Hang's father said tactfully, "If he wants to go back, he will go back. If he doesn't go back, even if he starves to death outside - that's not the business of our Hang family."

Hang Anyi's eyes flashed slightly. He knew that Hang's father might have really given up, and his heart that he always held was finally relieved. The corners of his lips slowly curled up and replied: "Okay."

He hung up the phone and walked out, but unexpectedly he saw a familiar silver supercar coming from the road and driving to the door. The driver in the car got busy and opened the door for the person in the back seat. Hang Anyi stood in the building, vaguely recognizing that it was Ji Bai's driver.

The driver was respectful and diligently holding another person down, and still talking to the person with his head tilted.

"Mr. An, am I waiting for you here?"

Kou Qiu's eyelashes bent and said, "Okay."

He asked from the seat of the car to pack a three-layer mahogany food box and went straight into the company. The lady at the front desk had already received the president's instructions, but she did not stop him. She even sent someone to follow him, for fear of touching a piece of hair off the young master.

Hang Anyi stood in the shadow on the side of the hall and watched him walk in.

Hang Anhe's complexion was better than he remembered.

Now his cheeks are shiny, his white shirt is clean and neatly cut, and a thick gray coat is covered with a unique design on the neckline and cuffs. Hang Anyi recognized it at a glance. It was a new haute couture released by an aristocratic brand this year and is not sold to the public.

He stared at the young man's back for a long time, until the young man was taken to the elevator dedicated to the president, and then he turned his head and arrived at the gate.

The driver of the Hang family was already waiting for him outside. When he saw him pulling the car door and sitting in, he said, "Second Young Master, let's go home directly?"

“…”

Hang Anyi didn't answer, but her eyebrows suddenly became deeply frowning.

He looked at the city street view that flashed through the window and suddenly said, "Uncle Liu, you are a sensible person - there are a few recognized young masters in this family, and I think you should know better than me."

The driver had a meal.

Compared to Hang Anyi, Hang Anhe is the one they really watched grow up. These old subordinates of the Hang family have more or less feelings for Hang Anhe. But now the situation has changed dramatically, and the driver is silent for a while, and he has to change his words, "Young Master."

The young man in the back seat still had a calm face and leaned his back heavily on the back seat.

Hang Anhe's life is quite good.

Not only that, it is not even different from when he was in the Hang family. He is still rich and frugal, free and easy. He goes out with a sports car to pick him up and drop him off. There are several people around him, and there is still a loneliness of leaving the Hang family. The scene of being left on the street in the imagination did not appear. Even though the Hang family was gone, he was still his favorite of heaven.

He couldn't help but close his eyes hard and stopped talking.

Kou Qiu took the elevator all the way to the top floor, and Ji Bai was already sitting in the office. He had just finished his talks with several department managers, and he loosened two buttons, his expression showed a little fatigue, and he pressed and rubbed his temples. It was not until he saw his baby brother coming in that his expression changed instantly and he stood up.

"Am An An here?"

He reached out and took the food box from Kou Qiu's hand, pulled the young man closer, and looked at him carefully, "Are An An tired?"

The young man looked helpless, and he whispered: "Brother...I'm just here to deliver some food."

It's not about going to war.

What are you tired of?

Ji Bai pulled him closer and arranged for him to sit on the chair opposite, and then opened the lunch box. The three layers were filled with food, meat and vegetables, but they were not greasy, and the oil on the rib soup was also finely removed. Ji Bai took it out one by one, and immediately realized that this was not like Li's craftsmanship, "Are you changing your aunt?"

Kou Qiu, who was opposite, coughed softly and explained: "I did it."

Everyone knows Ji Bai's care for him. Kou Qiu is not a man of grass and trees. He always remembers it in his heart, but he doesn't know how to repay him, so he has to cook a meal in the end. In his eyes, this is just a very normal thing.

Wouldn't it just cook a meal for your family?

What's strange about it?

But in Brother Ji's eyes, the weight of this meal instantly became heavier.

He was so heavy that he was a little bad now. He immediately stopped eating and immediately went to take out his cell phone.

"I asked someone to put it on, take off the air, put it in a glass cover, and put it on the table over there."

Old Cadre Kou was so amused that he stretched out a hand and pressed him, "What air should I do? Brother, eat quickly."
To be continued...