"Go ahead, I'll take care of the family matters," Zhong Jiawei said.
"By the way, I invested several million in Uncle San and asked him to open a fruit fishing shop. When the money is made, we will split the money 70-30, and we will be 70%." Jiang Zhihao added.
"Invest money for Uncle San? Didn't he want to open it by himself? Why did he partner with you again?" Zhong Jiawei asked puzzledly.
Jiang Zhihao told about the situation in Haidong City. Zhong Jiawei was startled when he heard it, and then she laughed and said: "I didn't expect that Third Uncle looks good on the surface, but he is like this behind his back. It's hard for him."
"There is nothing to be embarrassed about. This is his own choice and he should accept it." Jiang Zhihao said.
After chatting casually for a few more words, the couple separated.
After sending Lingling to the kindergarten, Jiang Zhihao called Jin Zhengqing. He could vaguely hear blowing and beating over there. Jin Zhengqing said that Zhao Delong's body had been properly placed and was being sent back to his hometown for people to pay their respects and would be cremated tomorrow.
As his lifelong friend, Jin Zhengqing would naturally be there for two days. When the old man went, Jiang Zhihao had to follow him.
Of course, even if he doesn't go, no one can say anything.
But Jiang Zhihao's main purpose was not to attend the funeral, but to go to Huayang Technology to confirm the equity acquisition. In addition, the Zhao family's troubles also required his attention.
Originally, Jiang Zhihao had to drive or take the high-speed train there, but Zhao Delong brought a dozen cars, not to mention people, even coffins could hold a few more pictures.
After meeting up with Jin Zhengqing, Jiang Zhihao discovered that Yun Wenshu had also arrived.
This young calligraphy and painting genius still looked a little reserved, but he still knew Jiang Zhihao and took the initiative to say hello.
Jiang Zhihao responded politely, then looked at Jin Zhengqing and asked, "Why are you still taking him with you?"
"Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles. While my old bones can still move, I can take him out to see more." Jin Zhengqing said with a smile.
Jiang Zhihao knew in his heart that Jin Zhengqing saw Zhao Delong's sudden death, so he felt uncomfortable in his heart, fearing that he would suddenly die too one day.
Therefore, he had to take Yun Wenwen out to see the world more while he was still alive, and get to know all the people he should know, so that even if he lost his family, he would not be left without support.
From this point of view, Jin Zhengqing still valued Yun Wenwen very much and truly treated him as a close disciple and a successor.
This was a matter between master and apprentice. Jiang Zhihao didn't interfere much. Zhao Jiren noticed his arrival and came over to say hello.
"The journey is a little long, thank you for your hard work." Zhao Jiren's attitude was obviously better than last night, probably because Jin Zhengqing was also here.
After some simple greetings, the motorcade set off.
Naturally, there was a lot of chatting along the way. Fortunately, master and apprentice Jin Zhengqing were with us, so we had something to talk about.
Although there was no good scenery to see on the way, and the whole journey was at high speed, Jin Zhengqing would talk to Yun Wenwen about calligraphy and painting from time to time. For example, the scenery outside the window, how to frame the view, how to mark the key points, how to judge the thickness of the pen and ink, etc.
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Jiang Zhihao also has some research on calligraphy and painting, and can occasionally say a few words.
It was only thanks to topics like this that we reached our destination.
The so-called hometown of Zhao Delong is actually a city, belonging to the second-tier and lower-tier city.
The people here are fully prepared. The mourning shed and theatrical carriage have been set up, and all kinds of elegiac couplets are already fully arranged.