Reborn as the youngest son of a chaebol, starting with getting to know his eldest sister-in-law!

Chapter 274 Shall we meet?
Chen Daojun, who used the excuse of a sleepless night and needed to catch up on sleep, had just returned to the ward when he saw Mao Xianmin and Jun Zhixian with worried faces.

"Ouba! Are you okay?"

Seeing that Chen Daojun looked as usual, Mao Xianmin breathed a sigh of relief, walked a few steps closer to confirm that Chen Daojun had only suffered a little skin trauma and was safe, and then he relaxed his tense emotions.

"I'm fine, don't worry." Chen Daojun let Mao Xianmin grab her by the shoulders and let her turn around, then looked at Jun Zhixian in surprise and said, "Also, Zhixian? Why are you here? Isn't there a big performance in Busan today? ?"

"I heard from Xianmin that you had some accidents at the scene, and the matter at hand is not as important as your boss, so hurry up and accompany Xianmin to see you, and I will catch the nearest flight back in half an hour."

Jun Zhixian said, although she found a reason, she could still see her concern, but she had to be more reserved in front of her girlfriends.

Mao Xianmin smiled and supported Daojun, pouted angrily and pointed to the fruits and supplements beside the bed.

"It's still Zhixian who is thoughtful. I came here in a hurry and didn't think of anything."

"Oh, why are we so polite, it's too outlandish."

Chen Daojun smiled cheerfully, although with his worth, these gifts and the like don't matter, but it's good to feel that someone cares.

Chen Daojun couldn't help thinking of the absurdity before going abroad this time, and he always felt ashamed of her. Looking at Mao Xianmin's gentle smiling face, Chen Daojun was a little at a loss.

Several people exchanged pleasantries for a while, Jun Zhixian could see that there was a whisper between the two, so he walked out of the ward under the pretext of answering the manager's phone call.

Mao Xianmin and Dao Jun were left behind.

Xianmin threw himself directly into Daojun's arms: "Ouba, I heard that you were in a car accident. I was really worried about you and wanted to know about you, but the relevant information was blocked. Before I saw you, last night I was so worried that I didn’t sleep all night.”

Dao Jun caressed her fragrant shoulders lightly: "It's okay, I can still lie to you, isn't it good, and I didn't suffer any injuries?"

Mentioning the injury, Mao Xianmin came back to her senses, she wrenched out of Dao Jun's arms, with doubts in her beautiful eyes.

"I heard some fragmentary rumors. I was hit by a dump truck, right? Who was the driver, or was it on purpose?"

Of course it was on purpose!

You may not believe it, my grandma is going to kill grandpa!
That's outrageous!
Chen Daojun really wants to say this, I know, I know everything
But these can only be hidden in the heart, with the way of guidance
However, there is one thing that Hyun Min can give full play to his advantages.

"Xianmin, the guy who drove the dump truck was the one who sneaked out of the mental hospital and drove it."

Mao Xianmin gasped and couldn't help covering her mouth.

Mental hospital!

"If that's the case, it wouldn't be unusual for people who come out of here to do anything."

Her perception of someone behind the scenes was shaken.

However, in the next second, Chen Daojun clicked out: "This one who ran out of the mental hospital is Kim Ri-tae who helped me with financial investment before, and is also the representative of Shunyang Group in Alaska."

"It turned out to be him!"

Mao Xianmin looked thoughtful in his eyes.

The news about the escape of mental patients is rarely reported by the general media.

The management mechanism of Geyin Han Country is very strict. Not only does the hospital have a complete internal process, but it is also covered by fences outside.

Mental patients not only have to take medicine on time under the supervision of nurses every day, but some special patients also wear ankle shackles and the like.

It is difficult to escape by relying on the patient himself.

This is a coincidence.

And Kim Il-tae just stole the dump truck, not to escape, but to hit people.

This is coincidence two.

It's okay to bump into other people, but it's still Chen Yangzhe, the chairman of Shunyang Group, and even the old master Chen Daojun.

This is coincidence three.

With the superimposition of many factors, Mao Xianmin seemed to have seen a black hand appearing indistinctly behind the scenes.

"Someone wants to harm your grandfather?"

This is the conclusion Mao Xianmin came to.

"It's far more than that simple. This guy named Kim Il Tae tried to embezzle my assets when my subordinates were engaged in financial investment, and even colluded with local gang members to murder me."

Kim Il Tae is a tough guy, he would rather his wife and daughter live in the bridge hole than say anything.

Chen Daojun's eyes were firmly fixed on Chen Rongji and Chen Dongji, but Kim Ri-tae was the veteran of the group, and the intersection with these two was just a normal job.

He asked Jin Chengzhe and others to check all the water and incoming calls, and the other party hid it very well without leaving any clues.

But this time, it was obvious that the opponent made another move!
"Oba, is there anything I can do for you?"

Mao Xianmin kept Dao Jun and asked softly.

Airo was plotted against, how could she stand idly by?

"There is really one thing, you are suitable and can help me!"

Chen Daojun touched her hair, glanced at the door, and whispered in her ear: "I think there is something wrong with the mental hospital. If something like this happens, they will definitely deal with the traces, but in order not to startle the snake, I need you Send an undercover reporter to help investigate."

"Okay, Oppa, please tell me in detail, and I will arrange it right away"

When Mao Xianmin left in a hurry, Chen Daojun picked up the satellite phone and dialed a number.

When the pleasant voice came, Chen Daojun said softly: "Long time no see."

"Yeah, I don't know, I thought you forgot me."

On the other end of the microphone, there are countless grievances.

Chen Daojun froze for a moment, and smiled: "Would you like to see each other!"

"Humph!"

There was silence for a while.

"I will come to City H to perform in the near future."

No. 27, 1th Floor, Hotel Shilla.

This is Chen Ronghua's exclusive room, and it is also a place where he sleeps more often than at home.

Jiang Shengyu began to feel the thick carpet from the touch under the soles of his shoes, and walked to the guest room under the guidance of the staff.

Although he didn't know the other party's intention to meet late at night, he had something to tell him anyway, so he came to the hotel.

As soon as he opened the door and entered, he was surprised by the completely different decoration style from the presidential suite.

This is not because it is more gorgeous than the general presidential suite. Although it looks simple and simple at first glance, it is full of furniture and props worth hundreds of millions of won that have reached the level of art.

Works by Arrighiero Boetti worth 5 million won are hung on the front, and Maria Pergeti's table of about 2 million won is used as a bedside table.

In addition, the small bed bell hanging from the ceiling is a work of art of Alexander Calder worth about 10 billion won.

Just looking at the artwork that adorns this room is worth billions.

When Jiang Shengyu closed his mouth in surprise, Chen Ronghua, who was wearing a dress, came out of the bedroom and lowered his head slightly.

"You're here? I hope I'm not being rude to invite you here so late."

"No, it's not midnight yet, but what about Mayor Choi? I should at least congratulate him in person"

Chen Ronghua lay gracefully on the sofa: "He is in a meeting with his subordinates in order to form candidates for the H city government. We know Representative Jiang's hard work. You also made great efforts in his election. I sincerely thank you for him."

When Jiang Shengyu sat on the sofa in the living room where Chen Ronghua gave up his seat, he hesitated for a moment, because he wanted to put his butt on the leather sofa worth hundreds of millions of won, and he felt a sense of burden all of a sudden.

As an investor, he advocates simplicity and frugality.

"It's so late, do you want to go out?"

Even the makeup is on, and the dress is not the kind of clothes you would wear at home.

However, Chen Ronghua said:
"Yesterday, my father had a traffic accident. Do you know?"

Jiang Shengyu had nothing to say. Although he heard the news suddenly, Chen Ronghua's expression when he said this was like it was just a minor traffic accident.

"Is the president okay?"

"I heard that after the operation, I was transferred to the intensive care unit. We went to the hospital during the day, but it was useless. No matter how early we went, we couldn't see each other."

The doubts in Jiang Shengyu's heart became even stronger.

Although he couldn't say it, how could Chen Ronghua act so calm when he heard the news that his father was in a coma?

"Do you feel strange, as a daughter, should I be bitter or worried when I hear that my father has had a traffic accident?"

As if reading Jiang Shengyu's thoughts from his expression, Chen Ronghua said with a smile.

"Ah this!"

(End of this chapter)