Chapter 299 0298 [Find a Substitute for the Dead Ghost! 】

Jiang Kun was overjoyed, and hurriedly said to the plainclothes detective who intercepted him: "Godfather let me go! See, his old man let me go!"

Those plain clothes turned around and saw that Yan Xiong was really waving at Jiang Kun, so they let him go.

Jiang Kun trotted all the way into Yan Xiong's car.

Yan Xiong told the driver to drive.

The car starts and starts moving.

Yan Xiong looked at Jiang Kun who was sweating profusely, took out a handkerchief from his arms and handed it to him: "Wipe off your sweat!"

Jiang Kun was very excited: "Godfather, are you willing to forgive me?"

"Although you are my godson, I have always treated you as my own son. How can there be an overnight feud between father and son? What can you say that you are not forgiving?"

"Godfather, you are so kind!" Jiang Kun moved his head and leaned his head on Yan Xiong's shoulder.

Yan Xiong pushed him away, "You did a good job this time. You know how to use the opportunity to apologize to Shi Zhijian. I can also explain to Lei Luo. I will see if I can transfer you from here to Yau Tsim after a while. Wang Sandi."

Yau Tsim Mong?

That is the fattest land in Hong Kong.

Jiang Kun felt that he was lucky, and hurriedly said to Yan Xiong: "Godfather, you are so kind to Ah Kun! I can't repay you in this life..."

"Silly boy, what you said, how can you not repay me in this life? I have one thing I need you to do now!"

"Huh? Just say what godfather has to say."

"Actually, it's not a big deal. You've been guarding the pond for so long, what impression do you have of Texaco Oil Company?"

"That company was run by a British guy, and he made a lot of money! I heard that the boss also has a lot of contacts, and even knows the Governor of Hong Kong!"

Whoosh!

Yan Xiong gasped.

"Godfather, what's the matter with you, is it a bit windy? I'll close the window!"

Yan Xiong waved his hand, closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to pinch the center of his eyebrows, "I'm serious! It's not because it's windy outside, it's because godfather's heart is so cold!"

"Ah? What does godfather mean by that?"

Yan Xiong opened his eyes: "Didn't you just say you wanted to repay me and help me share my worries, so now I will give you a chance!"

As he spoke, Yan Xiong leaned closer to Jiang Kun's ear and said a few words.

Jiang Kun's face was still very excited, but it slowly faded, "Godfather, this...isn't so good!"

"Why, you don't do it?"

"No... mainly because those ghosts are so difficult to deal with!"

"Is it so difficult to do, or do you dare not do it?" Yan Xiong's eyes became sharp, "Akun, I am optimistic about you! When you do things, think about the Eight-Power Allied Forces, think about the hatred of the country and the family! How do British ghosts bully you? Ours? How did your grandparents die tragically under their iron horses?"

"My grandpa and grandma seem to have died of illness!"

"If the British ghosts don't come, how can they get sick?" Yan Xiong didn't give Jiang Kun a chance to refute. "Because they came, the old man held his breath, and his chest was congested, so there is no cure!"

Yan Xiong patted Jiang Kun on the shoulder: "Anyway, I'll leave this matter to you. Do it beautifully. I'm optimistic about you!"

The corners of Jiang Kun's eyes twitched.

Yan Xiong said again: "If it's done, I'll transfer you to Mong Kok. If it's not done, you can continue to guard the pond! There are two roads, you choose!"

Yan Xiong suddenly thought of Shi Zhijian, as if Shi Zhijian had said something similar, and now he finally felt the refreshing feeling of forcing people to make choices.

Jiang Kun gritted his teeth and slapped his thigh suddenly: "Fuck you!"

...

Shiweijiao Village, Shijia Hall.

After seeing off the guests, everyone in the Shi family became silent again.

Everyone had weird eyes, looking at Shi Zhijian who was sitting on the sofa with a fruit knife in his hand, peeling apples one by one.

Shi Zhijian originally wanted to go with Lei Luo and the others, but he was still the grandson of Mr. Shi in name, so he wanted to stay and help see the guests off, so he delayed until this hour.

As soon as Shi Zhijian looked up, he saw the old man and the others looking straight at him.

The older sister Shi Yufeng over there was dragged away by my sister-in-law and others, asking questions, and she didn't need to guess to know that she was asking about Shi Zhijian's details.

Shi Zhijian felt that there was nothing to hide about this matter, and he didn't want to hide it from the beginning to the end.

"Ajian, come, let me peel the apples for you!"

The second uncle Shi Dagui, who had always looked down on people and looked down on Shi Zhijian and his brother, obediently stepped forward to take the fruit knife in Shi Zhijian's hand and carefully helped him peel the apples.

"Look at Jian, this is the right way to peel this apple. Turn the apple while moving the knife, so that the skin can be peeled off in circles."

The second uncle regarded peeling apples as a handicraft and began to show off.

"Ahem!" Third Uncle Shi Darong couldn't stand it any longer, "Ajian, don't take it to heart when so many things happened today, no matter what, you and us have the same surname, everyone's surname is Shi."

"That's right! Everyone's surname is Shi, and I can't write two characters of Shi in one stroke!" The second uncle interjected.

Shi Zhijian smiled: "Second Uncle, Third Uncle, what do you mean by these words?"

"We mean..." Even the third uncle Shi Darong was a little embarrassed.

The cousin next to him, Shi Zhihui, dissatisfied: "Shi Zhijian, don't pretend to be a wolf with a big tail, don't you just know some detectives, what's the big deal? I don't know that they eat black and white, they are not good people!"

"You child, how do you talk?!" The second uncle slapped his son.

Shi Zhihui was full of disbelief, "What I said is the truth, what's wrong, is there something wrong?"

"You're right," Shi Zhijian smiled, got up and said, "They are indeed not good people? But where are the real good people in this world? Can you point them out to me?"

Shi Zhaohui bit the bullet and remained silent.

Shi Zhijian looked at the second uncle and the third uncle again, "It doesn't matter whether you treat me well or not, and I don't want to take advantage of you and claim your kindness! I didn't have it before, and I won't have it in the future!"

The atmosphere is a little frozen.

Taigong Shi had no choice but to say: "Ajian, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean? I can't say such cruel words, but what I want to say is that the Shi family has nothing to do with me in the future!"

"Great rebellion! How could your father's spirit in heaven..."

Before Taigong Shi finished speaking, Shi Zhijian leaned forward and whispered into his ear: "The adopted son is also the son, since you have the heart, why bother to drive him out?"

In an instant, the grandfather's face turned pale.

Shi Zhijian continued: "Do you really think that the four chief inspectors are here to celebrate your birthday today? They came here to investigate the trade union affairs, and to use the Shi family as cannon fodder!"

Shi Taigong's eyelids twitched, his face was astonished.

"I saved the Shi family's life today, and there will be no more arrears in the future!" After Shi Zhijian finished speaking, he distanced himself from Taigong Shi and bowed deeply to Taigong Shi: "Grandpa, I wish you good luck like the East China Sea, and a long life like Nanshan! "

Outside, Chen Huimin came over in a Bentley.

Shi Zhijian turned around and shouted at the elder sister Shi Yufeng in the room: "Sister, let's go!"

Shi Yufeng heard the call and came out with Bao'er in her arms. She didn't understand what her younger brother meant, "Why are you leaving so early? Don't you want to stay longer?"

Shi Zhijian took Bao'er, walked towards the Bentley, and said, "No matter how you feel, this is not my home!"

Shi Yufeng heard the words and said nothing more.

Everyone in the Shi family watched silently as Shi Zhijian and his brother got into the Bentley and left.

The second uncle and the third uncle hurried over and asked the old man, "What did A Jian tell you?"

Grandfather waved his hand: "I'm tired! You guys go to rest too!"

In an instant, he was much older.

Whether you like it or not, this bridge has finally passed. Thank you for your continuous criticism and suggestions. I used to write books and work behind closed doors. Now I realize that you book friends are the best supervisors and guides. You represent the market. Represents the direction, every word of yours will give me new inspiration, at least let me avoid a lot of detours, thank you!