Live broadcast of eating melons and being read, I landed

The fact that Gao Yue is still alive makes everyone who eats melons unable to help but be shocked.

The place where her car accident occurred was a winding mountain road. The mountains below were so high and steep. If a person was knocked off from there, was there really any possibility of survival?

Gao Jiang thought the same way. After panicking, he felt that the possibility of Gao Yue's survival was almost zero.

It's just that the mountain range is too large. Gao Yue's body was not found at that time, or the person had been eaten by some unknown beast. In the past two years, he had heard that there were wild beasts in the mountains on the other side of the winding highway. Mark of.

After comforting himself, Gao Jiang knew that even if Gao Yue was not dead, the old immortal would never trust him again and leave the company in his hands.

Gao Jiang thought about what Jiang Ning said in his heart about how he had tried to stop Lao Wanshui, and his eyes flashed fiercely. It was definitely too late to do anything now, and Lao Wansheng would also be on guard.

He simply refused to do anything else and hired someone to drive a car to kill this old immortal!

By the time Lao Bu Sheng doesn't have time to tell Gao Mu, who is still in the hospital, about him, there will still be a chance for a change in the will.

With this thought, Gao Jiang, who was not willing to accept that all the things he had done over the years were in vain, decided to contact the person in charge.

But he just walked out and was taken away by two bodyguards ordered by Mr. Lin before he could do anything.

Behind him, Mr. Lin sent a message to Mr. Gao about this.

I hope that girl Gao Yue is really still alive, and don't let the old man's expectations be in vain.

In the venue, Jiang Qing, like other melon-eaters, always wanted to know if Gao Yue was really still alive.

She called the waiter, arranged snacks and juice, and spoke as if making small talk.

"Maybe you don't know that the person you met Gao Jiang just now is Gao Jiang's uncle. The reason why Gao Jiang can shout around outside is not because of his relationship with Mr. Gao."

"President Gao is a pitiful person. The daughter he devoted himself to cultivating in the past two years died unexpectedly, and his wife is now in poor health. If the company falls into Gao Jiang's hands in a few years, neither he nor Mrs. Gao will have a good life. "

"It's very pitiful." Jiang Ning took a bite of meat floss and Beibei nodded in agreement.

[However, Gao Yue's matter has a lot to do with Mr. Gao's love for Gao Jiang, which made Gao Jiangsheng have thoughts that he shouldn't have. 】

[Fortunately, this time, Mr. Gao seemed to be suspicious of Gao Jiang just now because of what he said and didn't trust him so much. Gao Jiang didn't have time to act on the brakes. Mr. Gao was able to return home safely and see his lost daughter. 】

[Speaking of which, Gao Yue doesn’t know whether to call it unlucky or lucky. She was knocked down the mountain by Gao Jiang’s selfishness and was knocked out. Fortunately, she hung on a tree and was cushioned by the tree. No life was injured after the fall. 】

Jiang Qing guessed that it was not life-threatening. Does that mean Gao Yue suffered other injuries?

But it's not surprising. After being knocked down from such a high place, if you can save your life, it's because of your luck and the blessing of your ancestors.

Others were also wondering whether the young lady from the Gao family was paralyzed after a fall, or whether she became a vegetative state or something, and only found her home two years later.

Jiang Ning took a sip of juice, flipped through the system screen and continued eating.

[Although his life was not injured, Gao Yue accidentally hit a rock, causing him to be in a vegetative state for two years. Fortunately, he met a boss who came back from Hong Kong, and he happened to catch the watch at home to join in the fun and watch the racing car. Brother, he sent her to the hospital in time and paid her fees for two consecutive years, otherwise Gao Yue might not have been able to wake up. 】

The melon-eaters who guessed that Gao Yue had been in a vegetative state for the past two years looked proudly at their companions. This sense of participation was quite satisfying. Jiang Qing heard that this was like a fatally romantic plot development where the male and female protagonists of an idol drama met, and he decided in his mind that he must go to Gao's house to communicate more and exchange feelings during this period to see what kind of development would follow.

After eating this melon, almost all the people attending the charity dinner arrived, but Yu Shasha was left alone by Gao Jiang.

She couldn't stand the gloating looks of some plastic sisters, and without Gao Jiang as the person to swipe the card, she didn't want to use her own money to donate, so she simply left the charity evening after Gao Jiang.

The banquet started with a warm opening performance, and then the items brought by the guests were put up for auction, with the promise that all the money from the auction would be donated to charity.

In this way, whether you are donating goods or paying for the auction, you will have dignity.

Jiang Qing is very familiar with this process, and sometimes he will make a few remarks.

"Mrs. Wang is still stingy and doesn't want to donate money, but for three consecutive years she has taken out graffiti drawn by her son in kindergarten, and the starting price is still 50,000. Isn't it too much?"

Jiang Ning looked at what was displayed to everyone on the stage. She didn't know if it was a ball of mud or a painting of mud. She reflexively asked Guagua to look for melons. Oh my god, there was indeed one.

Guagua: [The person who drew this graffiti is called Wang Zhi. When he was in kindergarten, he helped a little boy with congenital heart disease undergo a heart transplant. 】

[It was also because of this surgery that the Wang family rose from an ordinary family to executives of a small company. Later, they used part of the money to invest and start a business for their brother-in-law. The brother-in-law’s family became a third-rate family, and they also followed suit and drank soup. The past few years have been getting better and better. 】

Jiang Qing, who thought he could hear Dagua, was a little disappointed when he heard just this.

Not far away, Mrs. Wang, who was proud of her son's talent for painting since he was a child, wanted her best friend to auction off her son's graffiti so that her child could also acquire this talent for painting.

But just as she started talking, she heard such a strange mechanical voice, and also mentioned her son's name and the thing they had almost forgotten.

Mrs. Wang carefully scanned the people around her, trying to find the person who was pretending to be a ghost.

But she didn't see the people around her, vaguely looking at her.

There are rich people who are familiar with Mrs. Wang, and they still remember the Wang family's son who was like a little bully since he was a child. A child who would deliberately splash hot water on his classmates in kindergarten is not the kind of person who is enthusiastic about helping others.

Besides, that classmate has a heart disease. If Wang Zhi had really helped, how could he still be alive and kicking and teasing girls whenever he saw the sky?

Jiang Ning also wondered about this question.

[So it was Wang Zhi who changed the heart of that classmate? 】

Guagua: [No, it was Wang Zhi’s father who found out at that time that a wealthy family was in urgent need of a heart to save his son’s life. Wang’s father, who was working in the hospital at the time, was very timid and bought Wang Zhi a lot of snacks, candies and other things. , and asked his son to trick his classmates into coming to the hospital for free physical examinations. 】

Hearing that there was a big story here, Jiang Qing straightened her back, gave Jiang Ning a cup of hot tea to relieve her tiredness, and looked at her with burning eyes.

The people around them silently moved their chairs to make the signal to receive their inner voices stronger.

Mrs. Wang faced the sizing eyes of the wealthy ladies. She had no time to tear them apart. Her heart was beating violently, and she wanted to shut up the sound, but she couldn't find who made the sound, so she could only wipe it there. Khan, I anxiously sent a message to my husband to talk about this.

But it was very strange. She couldn't type a single word of the mechanical voice, and her hands felt like they were having a sudden convulsion and were uncontrollable.