Jin Zhongnan took a look at his watch. He had an important meeting later. Time is important. He can only make a long story short.
"Don't worry, I'm not a lobbyist sent by my father. You've been stubborn since you were a child, and you've never changed your decision. Why should I ask for nothing? Here, I've come to give you this. "
He reached out and handed over the household register.
Ginger charm suddenly on the side, in the heart belly Fei way: this Jin left, don't even take the household register, still dare to bring her to register?
Jin Zuo glanced at the book, shrugged his shoulders and said, "I've solved this problem just now, haven't I, director Li?"
Before he turned back, the little old man who came out behind him nodded his head and bowed his waist and began to respond:
"yes, just go back and make up for it. It's no problem. Just leave it to me!"
Jin Zhongnan had no choice but to smile and handed the household registration book to Director Li:
"it's better to follow the rules and regulations, please."
Jin Zhongnan's politeness and gentleness relaxed director Li's tight heart. He took it gratefully and said, "I'm going to arrange it now."
When people leave, he seems to have something to say, but due to Jiang Wu's presence, he hesitates.
Jiang Fu looks at Jin Zuo with a smile:
"the orange juice is not fresh in the morning. I'll go to the bathroom, and you say - I've got the number 36, and there's still a line to line up for a while."
With that, she nodded to Zhongnan, then turned to leave.
……
In front of the washing table, Jiang Wu came back and forth to wash her hands several times, but she couldn't walk away.
It's not that she wants to eavesdrop, it's the toilet of the Civil Affairs Bureau. There's something wrong with its structure. Although the men's and women's toilets are separated, the hand washing table is shared. Separated by a wall, she could hear the sound of their conversation, floating into her ears in bursts.
"Dad is serious this time. I can see that I advise you to think twice - you are the only heir to the Jin family. You have indulged yourself since you were a child, and no one will blame you. It's just that Dad seems to be in trouble this time, so don't let your temper change."
"When was he not serious?"
Jin Zuo's tone was light and sarcastic.
"It's up to you. You and I are brothers. I can shoulder the burden of Jin's group for you, but I can't help you with the follow-up incense."
"Brother -" Jin Zuo softened a little, sighed and said:
"I'm used to being idle, and I don't want to be here. I don't care about the position of successor. Dad values you more and always regards you as his proudest son. "
"Enough."
Unexpectedly, Jin Zhongnan interrupted him coldly.
After a long time, he said:
"no matter how well I do, I can't change the fact that I am an adopted son. You don't have to mention that. If you make your own decisions, you will bear the consequences. I have another important meeting. I won't stay any longer. "
"Thanks, brother."
"No need."
The sound of footsteps spread further and further in the open corridor, until it disappeared, Jiang came out of the toilet.
Jin leaned against the wall to light a cigarette, his long legs bent, his white shirt sleeves rolled up, revealing a small arm with smooth bone lines. Outside the window, the sun leaped on his shoulder, changing the light from bright to dim through the swirling smoke.
Let his whole person fall into a false melancholy.
Jiang Wu stood quietly at the other end of the corridor, feeling a little lost:
with the opposition of her family, Rao Shiqiang, like him, would have such a upset and lonely side.
Jin Zuo took a hard puff of his cigarette, rubbed out the spark with his finger pulp, and threw it into the garbage can on one side. When Yu Guangchu saw Jiang Wu, he walked over and took her shoulder lightly. He said in a low voice:
"let's go, work with a certificate."