The female president's personal crazy son-in-law

"What did the boy do?" Si Jianghai drank all night, his head was dazed and he was thinking wildly.

Thinking that it was Jiang Tong who did something to Director Xia, his expression changed, and he exclaimed, "Is it because that kid did something to my daughter?"

Du Changqing saw that he was so drunk and his mouth was full of alcohol, a trace of disappointment flashed across his face.

In a cold voice:
"What are you thinking, have you made yourself stupid by drinking?"

Si Jianghai looked blankly.

Then Du Changqing sighed: "Jiang Tong killed Ye Junlin a year ago. Before that, you were just a small office director. I don't blame you for not being well informed."

"But now that you've been promoted to section chief, don't tell me you haven't heard any of these things?"

As soon as the words came out, Si Jianghai opened his eyes wide, half sober from alcohol, and looked dumbfounded.

Of course he had heard about Ye Junlin's founding of the Qilin Club and the game between the young master of the Jiang family, Jinling.

At that time, Si Jianghai didn't know that the young master of the Jiang family was Jiang Tong.

By the time he knew it, Ye Junlin had already disappeared in Jinling.

At that time, Si Jianghai simply thought that Ye Junlin had lost Yanjing.

Now hearing Du Changqing say that Ye Junlin died at the hands of Jiang Tong, there was a turbulent reaction in his heart.

Du Changqing's face was full of worries, although she didn't know what method Jiang Tong used, and how he killed the young master of the Ye family.

But this news is the result of her confirmation from many sources.

"Do you know what that means?"

Du Changqing sat on the sofa with his arms folded, his face gloomy like water.

Si Jianghai shook his head hastily, and said in a low voice: "If this is the case, the boy will be in big trouble, and he is from the Yanjing Ye family!"

What kind of family is the Ye family?
One of the five major families in Yanjing, standing for hundreds of years, the family has a long-lasting foundation, and its descendants are all dragons and phoenixes, spanning the three circles of military, government, and business.

It can be said that the flowers are blooming and the leaves are scattered, and the contacts are overwhelming. In the 70s, the head of the Ye family even accepted the interviews of those people.

On the bright side, there are two generals of the Ye family, who knows how many there are behind the scenes?

Such an existence, is it easy to provoke?

Du Changqing raised his forehead and said, "I'm also thinking about Changxia's future. You see Jiang Tong is unstoppable now, and Jinxiu Group ranks first in Jiangbei, claiming a market value of [-] billion."

"But these are all superficial. He killed Ye Junlin, the unicorn son of the Ye family. Can the Ye family let it go?"

"Maybe one day the Ye family will take revenge. Jiang Tong's glorious honor is just a cloud of the past."

"It's hard to say that the current Jinxiu Group has stepped into the same mistakes as Jinxiu Real Estate seven years ago. It declined and collapsed overnight."

Du Changqing shook his head.

Even the Jiang family in Yanjing was beaten by the four major families headed by the Ye family, and they were powerless to fight back.

It even fell out of the ranks of the five major families, and now it is at most a first-line family.

Facing a behemoth like the Ye family, the Jiang family couldn't stop them, let alone Jiang Tong?

Jiang Tong is just a rich and young man who relied on the name of the Jiang family to get his status today.

Taking away his rich and young identities, in Du Changqing's view, Jiang Tong is no different from those flamboyant young masters.

No matter how gorgeous your identity is, it is only a foil after all. How far you can really go depends on your personal ability.

What ability can Jiang Tong have?
When Jinxiu was at its peak that year, the Jiang Tong that Du Changqing saw was just a useless person who lived with lonely friends and had fun every day.

In him, there is no trace of ability at all.

Si Jianghai understood Du Changqing's intentions, and when he recalled what happened after the Jinxiu real estate collapsed, his hazy head was half awake again in an instant.

When Jinxiu Real Estate collapsed back then, it had devastating consequences for these related parties.

Everyone can survive the first time, but may not be able to survive the second time.

Si Jianghai held the marriage certificate in his hand, looked at the photo on it, and was dazed.

I just feel that Jiang Tong's face looks very familiar in the photo.

"Honey, do you feel that you have seen this picture of Jiang Tong somewhere?"

After Si Jianghai finished speaking, Du Changqing's expression changed, and he couldn't help cursing: "Si Jianghai, do you know that you have already drunk nonsense."

"Jiang Tong and Chang Xia have been married for so many years. Of course you have seen him and his photos. I still have many photos of Jiang Tong. Do you want me to show you all of them?"

Looking at her husband, Du Changqing clenched his fingers tightly. Now he is becoming more and more disfigured.

Si Jianghai slapped his head:
"Changqing, that's not what I meant. What I want to say is that I seem to have seen a picture of Jiang Tong outside."

Du Changqing frowned slightly.

Si Jianghai's phrase 'I saw Jiang Tong's photo outside' made her confused.

"What do you mean?"

Du Changqing asked curiously.

Si Jianghai patted himself on the head vigorously, secretly cursing that he played too crazy with that subordinate last night, and didn't control his alcohol intake.

Looking back now, it's like my own memory has been sealed.

Du Changqing snorted coldly:

"I think you are hallucinating yourself. No matter what, I want Chang Xia to marry into the Wang family of Zhongzhou."

Si Jianghai remained silent.

Looking closely at Jiang Tong's appearance in the photo, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration and slapped his head.

exclaimed:
"I remembered where I saw Jiang Tong's picture."

Du Changqing was taken aback by Si Jianghai's appearance.

Si Jianghai continued: "Three months ago, at a banquet, I was having dinner with Mr. Li, and he showed me this photo."

Du Changqing was at a loss, wondering why Mr. Li had a photo of Jiang Tong in his hand?

"Si Jianghai, don't you remember wrongly?"

Du Changqing shook his head and said.

Si Jianghai's tone was affirmative: "Impossible, I was particularly impressed by what Mr. Li said at the time."

Du Changqing was curious: "What did he say? Could it be that Jiang Tong and President Li know each other?"

Si Jianghai shook his head.

His face suddenly became complicated:

"At that time, Mr. Li pointed to the person in the photo and told me that this person was the leader of Jiangbei, the real person of Jinling!"

Jinling little real person?
The name just came out, and Du Changqing was stunned for a moment, then his face suddenly changed wildly.

Exclaimed in his mouth: "Little real Jinling?"

In the past year, if you want to say who has been the most popular, it is not Ye Junlin from the Ye family in Yanjing, nor Jiang Tong, the young master of the Jiang family.

It's the little Daoist Jinling who controls people's death, takes people's lifespan away, knows supernatural powers and spells, and destroys people everywhere at every turn.

At the beginning, the Li family of the Zhou family offended the little real person, and in the end he used ghost-like means to wash the whole family bloody.

Afterwards, it was officially announced that the explosion was caused by a gas leak, but how can these be full of smart people?

Si Jianghai said in a trembling voice: "At that time, I was drinking too much, I just glanced at the photos casually, and I only felt familiar, so I didn't pay much attention."

"I just remembered Jiang Tong's appearance in this wedding photo now."

"Furthermore, Mr. Li told me that the young real Jinling still wants to be the young master of the big Yanjing family. Now that I think about it, all these conditions are met by Jiang Tong."

With that said, Si Jianghai raised his head.

I saw Du Changqing sitting on the sofa motionless like a sculpture, with no trace of blood on his face.