Forcing himself to calm down, Jiang Zhihao said: "I'm going to find you now. Don't panic. No matter what the situation is, it can be solved. Don't worry."
Wang Yingjun hesitated and said: "You don't have to come over. I just want to tell you that I want to ask Mr. Kong to help smooth the relationship and abort the child. But you are his father after all and have the right to know."
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For some reason, Jiang Zhihao suddenly felt panicked when he heard that Wang Yingjun wanted to have an abortion so decisively.
It's not because he fell in love with Wang Yingjun, but because this child belongs to him.
After hesitating for a moment, Jiang Zhihao asked: "Do you really want to abort the child?"
"Otherwise?" Wang Yingjun smiled bitterly: "Do you want me to give birth? What should I say when he asks about my father? That it was just a casual romance?"
Jiang Zhihao didn't speak, and he didn't know how to explain.
To be fair, aborting the child is the most sensible thing to do, which can reduce both parties' worries.
But he always felt that he was sorry for Wang Yingjun and the child.
Before you grow up, you lose the right to appreciate the world.
"No matter what, wait until I arrive. You can calm down first. After we meet and you calm down, I can accept whatever decision you make," Jiang Zhihao said.
Although the mistake they made was because someone wanted to frame them both, now that they have done it, they have to admit it.
Regardless of whether it was voluntary or not, Wang Yingjun was the most innocent person. Jiang Zhihao could not let a poor woman bear the responsibility of the mistakes he made.
If he really does this, he will no longer be Jiang Zhihao.
After a while, Wang Yingjun replied: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Zhihao stood up directly and said to Xu Bozhong: "I'm sorry, I'm in a hurry and have to take a step forward. I'll talk about the handover of the company when I get back."
"Okay, then I won't keep Mr. Jiang. Anyway, there will be many opportunities for us to interact in the future." Xu Bozhong said.
Jiang Zhihao stopped being polite and left in a hurry.
After he left, Xiang Tianlong poured Xu Bozhong a cup of hot tea and said with the help of wine: "Mr. Xu, I think you are a little too enthusiastic about Mr. Jiang? He is indeed somewhat capable, but there is no need to be like this.
Bar?"
"What do you know!" Xu Bozhong took a sip of hot tea, and when the burning feeling in his stomach felt a little better, he took a long breath and said: "Mr. Jiang's current achievements may be just like that in our eyes.
But how old is he? He is in his early thirties, and he still has decades to live. I asked someone to investigate, and it turns out that he only rose to prominence in the past two years. In one or two years, he has completed what others may have accomplished in several generations.
Things that no one can do. So what level will he reach in the next few decades? No one can say for sure! Such a person can only be attracted, but must not be offended. Otherwise, what if he really flies away one day?
If we become a divine dragon in the Nine Heavens, we will be unlucky."
Xiang Tianlong was noncommittal. In his eyes, Jiang Zhihao's success was mostly due to luck.
Just like the movie "72 Hours" which accounted for more than half of the profit. If Wen Yihao hadn't taken the initiative to sell it to him, how would he have had the chance to make so much money?
Being able to make money does not mean that you are very capable.
Xu Bozhong knew that Xiang Tianlong could not understand his own judgment. The two parties were in different positions, standing at different heights, and naturally saw things from different angles and perspectives.
There are some things that you don’t need to talk too much to people of this level, as they won’t understand even if you do.
But Xu Bozhong firmly believed in his own judgment and must win over Jiang Zhihao!
To be honest, he suddenly regretted selling Kangaroo Robot Company to Jiang Zhihao.