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Shacheng Airport.

Someone who returned to his hometown in a low-key manner saw Qingmei in the empty hall shortly after landing.

She wore sunglasses, with her hands in her pockets, looking dignified, quiet, intellectual, and calm.

Seems to have always been here.

Always here.

Jiang Chen, who traveled light, was empty-handed, so he was not surprised. He walked over with a smile, "Oh, what a coincidence? Who are you here to pick up?"

The sunglasses are so dark that I can't really see his eyes, but that face that has gradually evolved from a sinister one to a gentle one always conveys a reassuring power.

"Quite on time."

Is this referring to the time the plane lands?

Tianci Airlines is the most important partner of Shacheng Airport, accounting for nearly 60% of Shacheng Airport's passenger traffic. It strives to promote Shacheng's external exchanges and helps Shacheng's development by reducing costs and increasing efficiency in public transportation. Its main focus is on reputation, so how could it not be on time?

of course.

What Fang Qing was praising was definitely not Tianci Airlines.

"No matter how busy I am, I can't miss Junzi's wedding."

That's right.

Tiejun is getting married.

He was the first one among his childhood friends to enter the marriage grave, no, the marriage hall.

A pair of childhood sweethearts walked out.

"Where's Tong Dan? If you leak passengers' flight information without permission, you will be held legally responsible."

Jiang Chen deliberately did not inform anyone.

No matter how smart Princess Qing is, she can't predict the future, so there must be a "traitor".

There is nothing wrong with using the word "insider" to describe it.

Tong Dan, who had always disliked him, eventually succumbed to reality and fell under someone's money.

Tong Dan is in charge of the cooperation between Tianci Airlines and Shacheng, and even the opening of an international route directly to Tokyo for this small city that is not even a third-tier city.

Not only newcomers like Xu Siyi and Luo Lier, but also veterans like Tong Dan, had their fate changed because of Jiang Chen.

In fact, it does not only include people.

Isn't it the same for this city that has fallen behind in the course of the times?

Some people study to escape from the poverty of their hometown, while others study to help their hometown escape from poverty.

"You wanted to keep a low profile, so she didn't come."

The beautiful Tong is definitely a top figure in Shacheng now, at least much more important than when she was a flight attendant. If she shows up, nothing else will matter, at least the airport will be alerted.

"She's probably afraid that I'll scold her."

Jiang Chen smiled, "If I scold her now, she probably won't talk back."

Fang Qing walked beside him, as if she didn't see his "successful" face, "Why did you come back alone?"

"How many people?"

Jiang Chen was confused.

"Where's Shurui?"

"Oh, I forgot."

Jiang Chen was annoyed, as if he had just remembered, "But she is also very busy, and Junzi has not met her yet. Forget it, I will find another opportunity later."

Tiejun indeed had not met Li Shurui yet.

But what kind of excuse is this?

It is only natural to bring your girlfriend to an old friend's wedding. What does it matter whether the two parties have met before?
Isn't it a good opportunity to recognize a face?
negligence.

It was really an oversight.

Fang Qing didn't try to persuade him either.

Even with the help of Tianci Airlines, it only takes two hours to fly from Donghai to Shacheng.

Walk out of the airport.

The President car that someone gave me was parked on the side of the road.

The two get in the car.

"Has Fu Zili come out?"

"There are still two months left in the sentence."

"Doesn't that mean I won't be able to make it to Tiejun's wedding?"

"Logically, I can't catch up."

Fang Qing started the Maserati.

"Let's think of a way. After so many years of friendship, if I miss Tiejun's wedding, Tiejun won't say anything, but Fu Zili will definitely feel regretful."

Jiang Chen smiled.

Although he did not intervene when Fu Zili was sent to jail because of a struggle for interests, and did not even go to take a look, a childhood friend is still a childhood friend after all.

After being locked up for so long, Fu Zilii was also punished.

"Ah."

Fang Qing responded.

In a place like Kyoto East China Sea, someone can call the shots, not to mention a city like Sand City.

There was no need for him at all. Fang Qing and even Tong Dan could easily rescue Fu Zili. However, no one would act on their own without someone's permission.

"call--"

The windows are down.

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand, feeling the breath of his hometown.

Fang Qing stopped the car in front of a flower shop.

Jiang Chen sighed secretly.

Even if there is no blood connection between people, sometimes they can still communicate with each other spiritually.

The one who knows him is Princess Qing.

This is an irreplaceable tacit understanding.

"Hold on."

Jiang Chen pushed the door and got out of the car, walking towards the Qilixiang Flower Shop. The owner of the shop was a young lady who was bending over to trim flowers. Her profile under her short hair made Jiang Chen pause as he was about to enter the shop.

"Want to buy flowers?"

The shop owner sensed his presence, put down the scissors in his hand, stood up and turned his head.

Seeing the pretty face clearly, Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "Yes, a bunch of lilies."

"Ok."

The young flower shop owner immediately got to work and took out his iPad. "Here are some pictures of the styles. Take a look at which one you like."

"A simple one will do. Please help me choose. Please be quick. I'm in a hurry."

"Ok."

The flower shop owner got busy and carefully helped Jiang Chen select two of the best lilies. He was quick and efficient and looked very serious when arranging the flowers. Although he was relatively young, he must have been in this business for quite some time.

"You can sit for a while. It will be quick, about ten minutes."

"Thank you. I just took a two-hour flight. Let's have a standing meeting."

Boss Jiang has always been an approachable person.

The female owner of the flower shop certainly had no idea who this customer, who was about her own age, was. She chatted with him while arranging the flowers: "You just came back from another place."

When you open your business, you should be warm to your customers.
"Yeah. Come back for some drinks."

Drink.

The dialect of Shacheng.

It means attending events such as weddings, graduations, birthdays, etc.

“Are you working out of town?”

"Yeah. In order to make a living, I have to leave my hometown."

The flower shop owner was amused and tilted his head to look at him, "You must be joking. You look like an excellent person."

Boss Jiang is indeed a master of interpersonal communication. He instantly narrowed the distance between himself and the young flower shop owner.

"How do you know I'm good?"

"Feel."

The flower shop owner said as he was arranging flowers: "I am pretty good at judging people."

"You're not going to kill me, are you?"

Jiang Chen suspected that the other party's flattery had ulterior motives.

The female shop owner couldn't help laughing, "How is that possible? Our shop has clearly marked prices."

Having said that, she paused.

"This bouquet of flowers is 88 yuan. If you think it's expensive, you don't have to give it up now."

"Can it be cheaper?"

"No, it's just a small business." The female owner's smile was not stunning, but very friendly. From her conversation and politeness, it can be seen that the business here must be good.

A bouquet of flowers was tied while chatting and laughing.

"Give me 80, minus the change."

They said they don’t accept bargaining, but they are still quite generous.

But Boss Jiang was such a big shot, how could he take advantage of the small shop owner? He took out his wallet, which happened to have cash, so he took out a hundred dollars and put it casually on the counter.

"keep the change."

He took the bouquet.

The female boss was stunned for a moment, probably because she had never seen such a "arrogant" customer in her store in a small city, so she couldn't help but stop Jiang Chen who was about to leave.

"Hey--"

Jiang Chen turned around and looked at her.

She moved her lips but didn't know what to say. After a while, she picked up a greeting card and said, "You need..."

Jiang Chen smiled slightly, "No thanks. I wish you a prosperous business."

The short-haired young female shop owner hesitated to speak, but finally looked puzzled and asked tentatively: "Have you bought flowers from me before?"

"You look a bit like a classmate of mine in college."

“The flowers are very beautiful.”

After saying that, Jiang Chen turned around and walked out of the flower shop.

The young female shop owner watched him leave her sight, then turned around, her eyes fell on the hundred-dollar bill, and she couldn't help but smile.

That’s part of the fun of running a flower shop.

You can meet a lot of interesting people.

"Set off."

Jiang Chen held the flowers, opened the door and got into the car.

Fang Qing tilted her head, "You only bought one bunch?"

"You want it too?"

"I go empty-handed?"

"You go there more often than I do. Let it go this time. They won't mind."

Jiang Chen fastened his seat belt as if nothing had happened. "If they really care, just leave it to me. This is your specialty anyway."

Fang Qing, who had indeed told on others a lot when she was a child, started the car with her sunglasses still hanging on her straight nose.

"Do you dream about Uncle Jiang and the others?"

"Yes in the past. Now it's rare. I checked and they said they don't want me to worry too much and want me to live my own life."

Jiang Chen smiled, "You know what? People say people are evil, but when I searched for these things online, they were all heartwarming."

Fang Qing seemed to think of a scene of a heartbroken teenager seeking comfort on the Internet, and the corners of her mouth rose slightly.

"I thought you really were an iron man."

"I can't say I'm an iron man, but I can be considered a tough guy."

Fang Qing couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What are you laughing at? If you try it, you will definitely cry every night."

"What are you talking about!"

Jiang Chen realized that he was speechless. Wasn't he cursing others? He quickly apologized, "I'm sorry. Please don't tell Uncle Fang and the others about this."

This creates a psychological shadow.

Unfortunate people use their lifetime to heal their childhood.

"You can talk nonsense, but I can't?"

“A 10% salary increase.”

Someone has money and doesn't talk much. Times have changed. Unlike when he was a child when he could only beg for mercy, Jiang Chen decisively used his money ability.

"You are insulting me."

"30%"

Fang Qing turned a deaf ear to it.

"50%."

"make a deal."

----

Baoshan Cemetery.

Jiang Chen put the flowers down.

Shacheng started banning firecrackers ten years ago.

Jiang Chen asked Fang Qing to wait at the foot of the mountain, but Fang Qing followed him anyway. She watched someone kneeling in front of his parents' grave, and then kowtowed three times calmly.

As a lawyer, although she has witnessed many joys and sorrows in the world, she still felt sad when she saw this scene.

of course.

She is wearing sunglasses.

It didn't show on his face.

"Do you think my parents are tired of seeing your face? Are they wondering when I can bring a new face over?"

Ok.

The first words a man says after he stands up fully prove the fact that he is a tough guy.

It’s no wonder Fang Qing was so sinister when she was a child.

Is it possible to deal with someone like him without being treacherous?
He is so rude now, you can imagine how much he deserved a beating he had back then.

Even though Fang Qing had a strong mental state, she couldn't help feeling chest tightness at this moment. In front of Uncle Jiang and the others, normally, she would definitely not care, but someone's words were really too much.

"Who do you want to take?"

She asked.

Jiang Chen remained silent.

"It's your freedom to take whoever you want with you. But it also depends on whether Uncle Jiang and the others like it. Do you still want them to find you in their dreams?"

This is what I mean.

Will I only like you?
But yes.

Jiang Chen was well aware of his parents' preference for Fang Qing, so much so that he often talked about their childhood engagement when he was in primary school. It was not until he entered junior high school and he and Fang Qing began to grow sensible that he gradually stopped mentioning it.

Both parents are open-minded and know how to respect their children's wishes. They don't tyrannically carry out their orders. But they have been talking about it for so many years, and even the neighbors and playmates know about it. But now that they don't mention it anymore, can they just pretend it never happened?

The hearts of the two children have already been deeply affected.

"I really hope they can come to see me in my dreams."

As expected of enemies who have been fighting since childhood, Jiang Chen responded calmly and did not lose the upper hand at all.

After venting his emotions, Fang Qing regained his composure and did not continue fighting in front of the tomb.

"They don't come to you in your dreams, not only because they want you to live a good life, but also because they want themselves to rest in peace."

"Too."

Jiang Chen stared at the old photo on the tombstone and said, "Anyway, we'll see each other again in the next life."

"Next life?"

Although she knew it was inappropriate, as a legal practitioner, Fang Qing couldn't help but speak softly.

"Is there really a next life?"

Legal professionals are undoubtedly staunch materialists.

"You think not?"

Fang Qing was silent.

Jiang Chen smiled faintly and looked at the stone tablet.

"There is a creature called a mayfly, which can only live for 24 hours. It made friends with a grasshopper. When it got dark, the grasshopper was going home and said to it, "See you tomorrow." The mayfly was surprised and asked, "Is there still a tomorrow?" Later, the grasshopper met a frog, and the frog said, "I'm going to hibernate, and we'll see each other next year." The grasshopper was amazed and asked, "Will there be a next year?"

"So. How do you know there is no afterlife if you haven't been there?"

This time it was not a matter of giving in, but rather of being unable to refute. Fang Qing was silent for a while, and then a slight smile appeared on her face.

"Will the next life be exactly the same as this life?"

"This question...I will answer you in my next life."

Wait until the next life?
Fang Qing turned her head.

"You mean, we'll meet again in the next life?"

"Have you ever played the game? It's almost the same as playing a game, not to mention that it's exactly the same, but the beginning should basically remain the same. It's just that the choices we make in the future will lead to different forks in the road and give rise to a variety of futures... In other words, we will still be neighbors."

Jiang Chen sighed and said, "It's really unpleasant to think about it this way."

Fang Qing withdrew her gaze.

"Unpleasant? I'm actually looking forward to it. I can torture you again."

Jiang Chen made a bitter face and said to his parents' tombstone, "Dad, Mom, did you hear me? We can arrange a marriage for you in the next life, but you must remember to change the one."

Fang Qing's figure was gentle, she was wearing sunglasses, her eyes could not be seen clearly, and her long hair fluttered in the wind. (End of this chapter)