Zhao Guoliang!

Chen Qiye was too impressed by Zhao Long's father. This was not only because of Zhao Long, but also because the old man's will was too tenacious, and he could even overcome the stubborn disease such as stroke.

Although Zhao Long's careful care is inseparable from the medical conditions, after overcoming the sequelae of the stroke, the old man took his small notebook and used his simple words to help him all day long. This care was beyond everything.

When Chen Qiye knew from Huang Yanjun that Zhao Guoliang was anxious to find him, he must have been concerned.

"Uncle Zhao, is there anything you need to ask me?" Chen Qiye looked at Huang Yanjun and asked.

Huang Yanjun shook his head and said, "I don't know much about the specifics. Anyway, since I went to the nursing home these days, Mr. Zhao always talked about looking for you."

Chen Qiye knew that she was volunteering in the Sunset Hong Nursing Home, but Zhao Guoliang did not convey the message through Zhao Long, but asked Huang Yanjun to come to him. It can be seen that the relationship is important, and this may be the vigilance of a veteran.

"Then I'll tell Chuxue that we'll go to the nursing home together." Chen Qiye said immediately.

Huang Yanjun rolled her eyes and said, "Let's go, I've asked for leave for you long ago. He said he would take you to the nursing home to volunteer. Your family Chuxue raised his hands and feet to agree."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Yanjun took the lead and Chen Qiye followed closely. Seeing the two of them leaving the Lin Group one after another, several male employees became jealous again and cursed God for being unfair.

Chen Qiye got into Huang Yanjun's car, and the two soon left Donghai city and arrived at the Xiyanghong Nursing Home in the suburbs. As soon as they entered, they aroused criticism from a group of old men and women.

"Oh, Yan Jun is here again."

"At this pace, it's not far from getting married, young man, remember to bring us wedding candies."

"Haha, we old men and women faithfully wish you two to have a son soon."

"Hmph, Yan Jun, you are too blind. This guy is not as good as Zhang Xiaolu."

Among the large group of blessings, two old men were disliked Chen Qiye, which made Huang Yanjun happy, but also a little angry.

She knew that Chen Qiye would not divorce Lin Chuxue for her, but she couldn't listen to Chen Qiye's fault.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Yang, you are saying this. I won't bring you some food next time." Huang Yanjun said pretending to be angry.

A group of old men and women also heard that Lao Zhang and Lao Yang were fighting for Zhang Xiaolu, but some words were okay to joke about, but it was really your fault.

In addition, Huang Yanjun is usually among a group of volunteers and treats the elderly the best, so they feel unfair on the spot.

"Old Zhang, Lao Yang, you are so unauthentic. Isn't it just that Zhang Xiaolu brings delicious food to you two in private every time, and you are just so unauthentic."

"Yes, you have to talk with your conscience as a person. If you have breasts, you are a mother."

"Yan Jun, don't worry, evil will not suppress justice. If Lao Zhang and Lao Yang dare to say that Xiao Shen's words again, we will tear his mouth apart."

A group of aunts jumped out to help Huang Yanjun, and Lao Zhang and Lao Yang turned off the engine, but when they turned around, they immediately called Zhang Xiaolu to report the situation.

"Xiao Lu, something big is wrong. Your wife is going to be snatched. She is the one named Chen who came back." Lao Zhang hid in the corner and said secretly, while Lao Yang was still holding the wind aside.

Zhang Xiaolu was stunned and smiled slightly.

"Grandpa Zhang, Grandpa Yang, you misunderstood. I always regard Yan Jun as my biological sister."

At this time, Huang Yanjun went to dry the quilt, and Chen Qiye entered Zhao Guoliang's room. He knew that the old man liked to joke, and the more he lived, the more naughty he became, so he naturally would not be petty.

"Uncle Zhao, I heard you have something to come to me?" Chen Qiye asked after entering Zhao Guoliang's room.

Zhao Guoliang went to the door mysteriously and looked around, and confirmed that there was no one outside. Then he said, "Mr. Chen, the situation is not good. I heard that Shen Mingchao was injected into funds by the Song family, and..."

Chen Qiye saw Zhao Guoliang flipping through the notebook. It was not the last one. He probably hadn't been idle during this period. If Zhao Long knew about this, he would probably faint from crying, because Zhao Guoliang's concern for him had exceeded that of Zhao Long, his own son.

"Uncle Zhao, just say something, there is no need to hide it." Chen Qiye said encouragingly.

"Mr. Chen, the person who has a grudge against you in the Song family in Zhonghai is Song Qingcong?" Zhao Guoliang asked boldly. After all, this was Chen Qiye's private affairs, and he had never told him about this matter.

Chen Qiye was stunned. He didn't expect that Zhao Guoliang would even investigate this.

"Yes, Uncle Zhao." Chen Qiye nodded and said.

Zhao Guoliang visited the corridor again and said, "Mr. Chen has a big deal, and Song Qingcong has become the master of the Song family in Zhonghai."

The world master is the title of the head of the aristocratic family, but the aristocratic family is too powerful and is no longer an ordinary head of a family. It can be seen that the energy is extraordinary.

Zhao Guoliang thought Chen Qiye would be shocked when he heard this news, but he did not expect that Chen Qiye still looked like he was not in charge of his own affairs. He immediately thought of a possibility, Chen Qiye already knew?

"Uncle Zhao, you have troubled you." Chen Qiye pulled the hand of Liang Cang of Zhao Guoguo and said heavily.

Zhao Guoliang was stunned and asked, "Do you know everything?"

Chen Qiye said with a wry smile: "It's hard for a family to change their owners to shake the Zhonghai, I don't think it's hard to know."

Zhao Guoliang was even more puzzled. The funds and background that a family could use were incomparable. He had originally had expectations for Chen Qiye. After all, the Song family must be lush as a family. Even if Chen Qiye was an enemy of Song Qingcong, it would be just an enemy of the young master of a family, and the resources he could use were limited.

But since Song Qingcong became the head of the Song family, everything has changed.

Chen Qiye was not an enemy of Song Qingcong, but an enemy of a large clan that had been around for hundreds of years. Just thinking about it, even Zhao Guoliang, an old man who had been through the battlefield, felt panicked, but why was Chen Qiye not at all afraid?

Zhao Guoliang couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Chen, you have a complete solution."

Chen Qiye shook his head and said, "As long as Song Qingcong stays in the Song family, no one can hurt him, he is close to an invincible existence."

Zhao Guoliang was shocked no matter how shocked, but he also knew that what Chen Qiye said was not an exaggeration. At the level of aristocratic families, even if the Third World War broke out, their assets in the Swiss bank were enough for their descendants to spend ten lifetimes. In this world, aristocratic families were invincible, and almost no one could harm the level of the Lord of the World.

"Mr. Chen, then do you have a way to retreat to the enemy?" Zhao Guoliang asked again.

Chen Qiye still shook his head: "No."

Zhao Guoliang took a deep breath and slammed his quilt with anger, which showed how angry he was in his heart.

He knew Chen Qiye's character clearly through Zhao Long, including what he did in the Eastern Sect, and defeated the super big boss of the eight sides overnight. In the end, Shen Mingchao used hot weapons to form a draw.

A Shen Mingchao can bring small troubles to Chen Qiye at most, but when Shen Mingchao's scene is over, Chen Qiye will face Song Qingcong, the contemporary master. Even the president of a small country will bow down and surrender. How should Chen Qiye fight and what to fight?

This is the fundamental reason why Zhao Guoliang was so anxious to see Chen Qiye, because from his perspective, it was already a dead end. He thought Chen Qiye could give him a glimmer of light, but now it seems that there is no other way.

"Mr. Chen, can we just surrender?" Zhao Guoliang took a deep breath and said. He was not Chen Qiye's person, but his only son, Zhao Long, is Chen Qiye's agent, and he has the right to ask about this question.
Chapter completed!