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Section 7976 disheartened (1)

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Opening the notebook, jy still had many things waiting for him to deal with.

Not long after, Ayong came back.

He took out a miniature camera and gave it to him: "Mr. Ji, I have it."

"Pretend what happened last night never happened."

"knew."

Ji Changmu put away the camera and made a few more calls before going out.

Near noon, Qiao Muyuan sent him a photo of today's exhibition: "Brother Ji, the exhibition is so boring."

"I heard the scenery over there is nice. You can take a walk there."

"No, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it can't compare to Brother Ji. I will come back when the business trip is over." The little girl said earthy love words while sending him many photos and selfies of herself.

Ji Changmu will save all the photos of Qiao Muyuan in his mobile phone and never tire of them.

"Brother Ji, you have never sent me a photo. How about you send one and I will use it as a screensaver."

Ji Changmu didn't like taking pictures, but he had to coax the little girl: "We will take a group photo when you come back next time."

"Okay, really? Then let's go to the photo studio to take pictures."

"good."

No matter what.

Ji Changmu was almost obedient to Qiao Muyuan.

He put the phone aside to talk to Qiao Muyuan and waited for her to hang up before he pressed the button.

jy has gained momentum in the past few months and has acquired several small technology companies. In addition to market expansion, it has also been non-stop signing machinery and equipment purchase contracts with major foreign scientific research institutes.

He looked at his calendar and saw that he would have to go abroad in a few days.

In the afternoon, the police station called him.

"Mr. Ji, Tong Zhenghai wants to see you."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Ji Changmu didn't rush over. He asked the nurse to change the gauze for him, then took today's medicine, changed into a normal shirt, and put on a dark gray thin windbreaker.

"Mr. Ji, if you have any questions, please wait two days. You can't be discharged from the hospital yet." A Yong was very anxious.

"There's nothing wrong with me." Ji Changmu didn't think there was anything wrong. The wound was already healing.

A Yong could not persuade him, so he had to drive him to the prison.

In the dark and humid prison, Tong Zhenghai was wearing prison uniform, his face was weathered, and his beard had not been trimmed for a while.

When he saw Ji Changmu coming over, his eyes showed a slightly different look.

The door opened, and Ji Changmu held his wheelchair and went in alone to visit the prison.

Tong Zhenghai's shrewd eyes looked at Ji Changmu carefully: "You are still in the capital."

"I will come to the capital frequently in the future until you are sentenced."

"Ji Changmu, there is no need for you to compete with me, a desperate old man. It's not a big deal. It's been more than ten years, so what if you watch me get the death penalty? You don't care about your short-lived father's life.

Can’t be saved!”

"Tong Zhenghai, my time is precious. If you have anything to say, you'd better say it as soon as possible. My patience is limited."

"My lawyer said that the lawyer you hired is aggressive and won't accept any reduction in my sentence. He just wants me to die, and preferably die quickly. Right?"

"Tong Zhenghai, this is the best path I have arranged for you." Ji Changmu's lips curled up with an indifferent arc, as if it were tempered with ice, "If you are still alive in this world, it is better to go and apologize to my father as soon as possible."

"But if I die, you won't get any benefits."

"Your death is the greatest benefit to the Ji family."
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