Jiang Hua took a night flight to Xiangjiang.

I didn't plan to be so anxious, but the world is unpredictable. No one expected that Mr. Bao, who could at least last for a while, would suddenly become critically ill in the doctor's words.

It was Shu Wenjun, who called Jiang Hua to notify him. He was also flying back to Xiangjiang from Qiongzhou overnight.

"Ahua, don't worry about me. Sister Fang will fly over tomorrow. When she sees Mr. Bao, she also conveys her greetings for me."

Su Zhirou said when she sent Jiang Hua onto the plane.

There is still some final work to be done for this Silk Road Cultural Seminar, which was originally the responsibility of President Jiang Hua.

But the old man was very reasonable. When he learned that the ship charter king was critically ill, he immediately waved his hand and asked Jiang Hua to let go of his work first. No matter what, he would meet the old ship king for the last time.

Sitting on the plane, Jiang Hua recalled the scene when he first met the old ship king, and felt quite emotional.

He had just made his first pot of gold at that time, and in the eyes of those wealthy families, he was just a fledgling young man.

But the old ship king did not look down on him just because he was a mainlander. Instead, he pulled several wealthy families in Xiangjiang to work with him.

At that time, he was young and energetic, thinking that it was the reason why he made a bet agreement. Now, it was the old ship king who was promoting his juniors. Otherwise, with his value at that time, he would not be qualified to establish a bet agreement with several wealthy families.

"Mr. Jiang, others say that Xiangjiang can get money when walking on the road. Is it so rich there?"

Xue Shan endured it again and again, and finally couldn't help asking.

In the 1990s, although the domestic economy had started, the gap was still huge compared to the prosperous Xiangjiang River.

"Do you believe it?"

Jiang Hua asked calmly.

"I don't really believe it, but the people of Xiangjiang look down on us mainlanders, which is true."

Xue Shan had a conflict with the group of Xiangjiang people on Jinbaoli Records, which lowered his senses towards Xiangjiang people.

"The same rice raises a hundred people, and there are good people and bad people in any place."

Jiang Hua said a fair word.

"Mr. Jiang, you sleep for a while. I'll call you when the plane arrives."

Xue Shan said kindly.

"Then I'll squint. If you're sleepy, don't force yourself."

Jiang Hua leaned on the back of the chair, closing his eyes to rest.

In another city, Bao Yuqian, who learned that her grandfather was critically ill, was anxiously taking a plane and rushing home.

For the past six months, she has been wandering in poor mountainous areas and fulfilling the 100-floor plan promised by Jiang Hua.

The former wealthy lady now has no makeup on her face, and her clothes are simple and down-to-earth, with a refreshing ponytail. At first glance, she thought she was a rural teacher who came back from teaching in the mountains.

Because she is in the south, the plane landed earlier than Jiang Hua.

When she walked out of the airport, she saw Shu Wenjun standing at the exit of the hall, and tears suddenly flowed out: "Brother, the doctor said, can grandpa survive this time?"

“It’s not very good.”

Shu Wenjun looked heavy and walked over to help Bao Yuqian take over the luggage.

He is closest to Xiangjiang, so he arrived first.

"Hasn't anyone been arranged at home to pick up the plane?"

Bao Yuqian didn't see the car at home.

"The incident happened suddenly, and everyone was in a mess. The car we picked up was on the road."

Shu Wenjun looked at her cousin.

The weather in the south was warm, and she was wearing an ordinary white shirt and jeans. Her hair was cut short, not permed or dyed, and had a ponytail. When she first met, she almost recognized it.

"Yu Qian, Aunt Wen Li will definitely feel heartbroken when she sees you now."

Shu Wenjun said in a tone of emotion.

"I think this is good. Every day I come into contact with poor children who can't eat or go to school. The bright and beautiful clothes I wear will make me feel guilty."

Bao Yuqian smiled refreshingly.

"Excellent, I am worthy of being our most beautiful Hong Kong lady."

Shu Wenjun gave a thumbs up and praised him.

Some time ago, Xiangjiang held a beauty pageant in Miss Hong Kong. What is strange is that Bao Yuqian neither registered nor ran for the election. In the end, she won the championship title for no reason.

Later, after inquiring, I found out that the organizer set up an honorary Miss Hong Kong title in order to flatter the Bao family, and even awarded Bao Yuqian a prize from afar.

"Don't embarrass me with such embarrassing things. I'm not in the mood now."

Bao Yuqian sighed, grandpa was still lying in the ward, life and death were uncertain, and she was in no mood to joke.

After a while, the Bao family's car came, but Shu Wenjun was not in a hurry to get in.

"What's wrong? Let's go to the hospital to see my grandfather."

Bao Yuqian didn't know why Shu Wenjun was still standing there and not moving.

"Wait a little longer, Jiang Sheng is here too. He is far away and the plane will arrive later."

Shu Wenjun raised his wrist and glanced at the time.

"Jiang Hua is here too?"

Bao Yuqian's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise, but she quickly restrained her impulse.

In the past six months, she has been busy doing charity in poor mountainous areas. Although she wants to do her best for the children, more importantly, only by keeping herself busy can she have no time to think about Jiang Hua.

"He and his grandfather are friends for a long time. They have to meet their grandfather for the last time so that they will not regret it."

Shu Shu Wenjun sighed.

He had already bought a plane ticket to Shazhou, but he learned that the old man was critically ill, so he temporarily changed the ticket.

"I haven't seen him for a long time, and he is quite busy, but his current career is getting bigger and bigger."

Bao Yuqian stared at the night sky with her eyes.

"Yes, I originally thought that I was born into the Bao family and started a lot ahead of others. I was destined to look down on my peers. But I knew that there were really monsters in this world."

Shu Wenjun sighed in a complicated tone.

When he met Jiang Hua, although the other party was excellent, it was far less dazzling than it is now.

At that time, he thought that as long as he worked hard, he could surpass Jiang Hua in the future.

However, the other party was like a thousand-mile horse riding farther and farther away. His current achievements were already comparable to the Bao family.

Because Jiang Hua was going to make a turnaround, he was two hours later than Bao Yuqian.

"Sorry, I've kept you waiting for a long time."

When Jiang Hua saw the two people standing at the exit of the airport, he showed a smile of his old friends reunited.

"I have urged my father several times, so let's go there quickly."

Shu Wenjun was quite happy to meet Jiang Hua, but the current atmosphere made him unable to be happy.

"I believe that Mr. Bao, auspicious people will have their own appearance."

Jiang Hua walked over, hugged the two of them gently, and said comfortingly.

Bao Yuqian's cheeks were a little hot when she was hugged by Jiang Hua, but now is not the time to miss her children's love.

The King of Charters was placed in the best private hospital in Xiangjiang, a separate VIP ward with a medical team, and was on standby for 24 hours.

"Jiang Sheng, sorry, I was afraid that you would worry about it before, so I never notified you."

Shu Haiwen said apologetically when she saw Jiang Hua.

"I want to meet the old man, is it convenient now?"

Jiang Hua's expression was a little heavy. The moment he walked into the hospital, he could have felt that the old ship king might not be able to survive this disaster.
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