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Chapter 151 In fact, she has ideas in her heart

Chapter 151 Actually, she has something in mind



Lawyer Wei sat upright and ignored Jin Yi's words.

"Mr. Nie, there is a landslide on this section of the road. If you don't mind, we would like to do another patrol to see if there are any people who need to be rescued."

The firefighter at the front discussed with the captain and wanted to make another circle.

Since this aircraft was purchased with funds from Chuanglian, I came here to ask for instructions.

Jiang Mengzhu looked back at him.

Nie Zeyuan nodded, of course.

"Be more careful."

The firefighter received the permission and said to the captain: "Mr. Nie agreed, let's fly to the bottom."

Jiang Mengzhu saw the large-scale landslide outside more closely. She got closer and held her breath.

Fortunately there were no casualties.

The spot where we parked just now has been gradually submerged by rainwater and diffuse mud floods.

There was no sign of anyone within a radius of several hundred meters.

Several people in the group, including the captain, Jin Yi, Wei Lu and the firefighter, watched this scene, but no one spoke.

The scene was so horrific that Jiang Mengzhu didn't want to see it.

Nie Zeyuan noticed that Jiang Mengzhu was slightly approaching him, avoiding the scene outside the window, and even holding his hand, getting tighter and tighter.

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Back in the city, Jiang Mengzhu went back to his grandparents' house and changed his clothes. Then he walked out of the bedroom. It was still raining lightly on the balcony outside.

The breeze blew her half-dried hair, making her look deserted and quiet.

It's still raining.

Jiang Mengzhu frowned.

She was thin, with her arms folded, a little cold, and she wore a shawl.

Slim and graceful.

Nie Zeyuan came out of the bathroom wiping his hair and saw such a scene.

She still didn't eat enough, and her body seemed like a gust of wind could blow her away. I don't know how she survived in Shiqiao just now.

"Come and have something to eat." After a while, he came out of the kitchen and called back the woman who had been standing on the balcony in a daze.

Jiang Mengzhu suddenly woke up.

"Are you out?"

He smiled and said: "I came out a long time ago and cooked something to eat. Come here."

Jiang Mengzhu hummed.

Jiang Mengzhu, who was eating noodles, looked extremely demure and elegant. She gently pulled her hair and ate the noodles in small bites, as if she had no appetite.

Nie Zeyuan asked: "Doesn't it suit your taste?"

Jiang Mengzhu shook his head: "No."

"That means you have a bad appetite."

Jiang Mengzhu said nothing.

Nie Zeyuan finished the noodles quickly, holding a tissue in his hand and looking at her silently. He probably guessed the reason for her bad mood, "Were you frightened by the flash flood today?"

Jiang Mengzhu stirred the noodles in the bowl one after another: "It's okay."

A few dozen seconds passed.

"I just feel that my life was too comfortable before."

She suddenly spoke up and smiled perfunctorily, thinking deeply.

He knows.

This is all reality.

Reality has many layers.

People like Jiang Mengzhu, who live a prosperous life, have a good background, and have had almost everything go smoothly since childhood. Except for Jiang Jiang's unexpected death, they have not suffered any hardships in life. They are one of a kind.

Nie Zeyuan grew up in poverty. His father remarried, and living under the influence of others was a common occurrence. He was accustomed to endure humiliation and bear the burden. Whether the accountant is suitable for his partner and whether he can give him more help is another matter.

There are more, they may not have that many opportunities, not that much luck.

Just like today's flash flood, if Jiang Mengzhu and Nie Zeyuan were not trapped, it is very likely that when the search and rescue team comes, they will only see two corpses, or they will be submerged in the mud.

Or a small helicopter without Chuanglian’s funding is nothing.

"Fortunately, you also suffered a lot." After all, Jiang Mengzhu suffered a mental shock when Jiang Jiang passed away, which many people cannot experience.

"Can we do something to appeal to everyone to protect the environment?"

Jiang Mengzhu made a sudden sound, lowered his head slightly, then raised his eyes slightly, looking at him like a little squirrel asking for permission from his companion.

Nie Zeyuan thought for a moment.

He immediately understood what she was worried about and suddenly smiled, "Of course."

She was thinking about a social problem. Behind the occurrence of natural disasters, there may be environmental damage. If you don't want to encounter a situation like today, protecting the environment is actually the most reliable solution.

She actually had an idea in mind, and she just asked the question in the hope that the other party would make her more convinced of her idea.

It is not unreasonable to call for reducing the burden on the earth and reducing natural disasters.

But Nie Zeyuan is a businessman, in other words, a capitalist.

He raised his eyebrows, a little scared, and realized that he wanted to avoid discussing such issues.

Jiang Mengzhu pursed her lips and asked again: "But is this too ideal for me?"

"There are so many people in the world who have realized what I have today, and they know more about environmental protection than me. In fact, these are not my concerns at all."

Nie Zeyuan was silent for a moment, just for a moment.

He said in a low voice: "Yes."

"..." Jiang Mengzhu dropped his chopsticks, "I don't want to eat it!"

Nie Zeyuan laughed softly. In fact, she had something in mind. He just followed her and said it deliberately, just to see her reaction.

Sure enough, Jiang Mengzhu is still the Jiang Mengzhu who pays attention to himself.

This is good.

Think about it for a while.

He picked up the chopsticks that she accidentally threw to the ground and slowly placed them on the table with a "ding" sound.

Sighed.

He opened his eyelids, stared at her, and finally explained: "Jiang Mengzhu, I am a businessman. Businessmen cannot afford to start early if they are not profitable. They do not do business without treachery. They are only interested in profit. Have you heard of me?"

"I've heard of it." Jiang Mengzhu pursed her lips tightly, remembering that Li Mingzhu often said this to her before.

"So if you want to ask me for my opinion, I will probably tell you not to do it. Of course, this is just my position. I have long been polluted by some trends in the business world."

"But if you want to do it, then do it. This proves that you have a pure mind and don't think what others would dare to think." He became more serious now, his tone was cautious, and his words seemed to have been polished, "This is from a social perspective.

It is a very good thing to say and do what others cannot do."

"What if I don't want to do it?"

"Of course... just because you don't want to do it doesn't mean you are bad."

"After all, there are too many people in this world who are busy with life and trivial matters. In fact, they never think of this level. Even if they think of it, they may not have the economic foundation and technology to do it."

He looked at Jiang Mengzhu and suddenly thought: "But you can, then why not do it?"

Nie Zeyuan looked at Jiang Mengzhu, as if a beam of light was illuminating a thought that was about to move in her heart.

Jiang Mengzhu's opinion of him suddenly improved a little.

She chuckled, and now it was Nie Zeyuan who persuaded her to do it.

"Are you serious?"

"Of course." Nie Zeyuan crossed his arms and looked like a capitalist, with "I will provide you with funds" written on his face.
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