Fake Daughter Is Rich Again? novel Chapter 1283

Jiang Zongnan took a few deep breaths but could not recover from this news. He placed his hand on the desk and his eyes darkened as he instructed, "Contact the JC side again and ask them to reveal who we offended. As long as you get their information, send it to me immediately. I'll personally go and apologize."

"OK."

Jiang Zongnan stopped him again before the assistant left. "Wait a moment."

The assistant quickly returned and asked him respectfully, "President Jiang, do you have any other arrangements?"

Jiang Zongnan thought for a moment and waved his hand tiredly. "Forget it. That's all. Go and do it first."

He wanted to negotiate with the other party at the company level, but after some thought, he felt that he had to find a connection.

JC seemed to have a background in the illegal district. Jiang Yao had been staying in Tian Chen and dealing with the forces in the illegal district. He should be more familiar with JC. He would go home and ask Jiang Yao if he could get someone to figure out the reason!

Who had they offended?

And who was the higher-up the JC people were talking about?

Jiang Zongnan's heart sank. He supported his forehead

with his hand as he felt a splitting headache. "Go out first. Close the door on the way out."

The assistant was confused and said obediently, "Okay, President Jiang."

After he left, Jiang Zongnan sat back in the leather chair. After a long time, he moved again. With a solemn expression, he picked up the phone on his desk and prepared to call Jiang Yao.

However, he received a call from Old Master Jiang at this moment.

Jiang Zongnan had always respected his father. Even though he was anxious, he still put down what he was doing and answered Old Master Jiang's call first.

"Hello, Dad."

The sister his father was talking about was definitely not Xianrou.

Jiang Yao had doted on Xianrou the most since he was young. He was just short of cherishing her.

If the Old Master was not talking about Xianrou, then there was only...

Jiang Zongnan's eyelids twitched, and a person appeared in his mind. "You mean Nian Nian?"

"Yes." In the ward of the sanatorium, Jiang Weishang sat on the hospital bed with his phone and spoke to him. His face, which had seen many years, was filled with the wisdom given by time.

He looked tired, but his eyes were as sharp as before. They were even sharper than when he was young. He did not say too much to his youngest son and only said earnestly, "If you still want to get along with your brother like before, take care of Jiang Yao and the others. Tell them not to find trouble with Nian Nian

anymore. Otherwise, you'll really be two separate families in the future."