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Chapter 157 Conditions

Shanghai is the largest city in China and the eighth largest city in the world. More than 10 million people live in and live in Shanghai and its surrounding areas. Shanghai is located in the East China region of China, located at the confluence of the Yangtze River and Huangpu River in the sea, and is part of the Yangtze River Delta alluvial plain.

In the past, Shanghai was just a small town based on fishery and cotton textiles and handicrafts. In the 19th century, Shanghai began to show its edge due to its good port location. After the signing of the Treaty of Nanjing in 1842, Shanghai became one of the ports for China to open up foreign trade, and soon developed rapidly because it became the center of East-West trade exchanges. By the 1930s, Shanghai became a hub for multinational corporations to carry out trade and business, and was the most prosperous commercial center in the Asia-Pacific region, and was known as "Paris in the East". However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, almost all foreigners left Shanghai, and Shanghai immediately declined.

Now, the Central Committee of China is trying to redevelop Shanghai, which is known as the money bag of China. After the turmoil, the country sent several officials with outstanding economic performance to take over Shanghai and carried out drastic reforms, hoping to make it re-established as China's economic center and largest trading port as soon as possible.

Perhaps it was because Xiaojun, the flapping wings of the little butterfly from the future, changed some things in China. Jiang joined the faction of D in advance and came to Shanghai a few years in advance to take office as mayor of Shanghai.

When the plane landed in Shanghai, Xiaojun was still thinking about how to face Jiang's affairs. It was not until Han Hu shook him gently that Xiaojun woke up from his thoughts. Seeing the passengers who were walking off the plane one after another, he realized that he had arrived in Shanghai.

"Xiaojun, here." A shout attracted Xiaojun's gaze. Following the sound, he saw Wei Dongliang waving his arms and summoning himself.

As he approached, Xiaojun frowned. Xiaoyu and Shuang'er's figures were gone. Jiang Qingying, the only person who came, had endless sadness. What happened?

"Xiaojun, welcome to Shanghai." Wei Dongliang patted Xiaojun's arm and said.

"Just prepare your waist bag, you're going to lose money." Xiao Jun responded absent-mindedly to Wei Dongliang's words, focusing all his attention on Jiang Qingying.

"Where are the two of them?" Seeing that Wei Dongliang had led Han Hu in front, Xiaojun walked to Jiang Qingying and asked softly.

"They went back to Tianjing early." Jiang Qingying looked ahead and replied expressionlessly.

"What happened?" Xiaojun suddenly felt a bad feeling in his heart.

"Let's talk about it later."

Walking out of the airport, Jiang Qingying said to Wei Dongliang: "Help me entertain Brother Hu, Xiaojun must follow me first."

Han Hu waved his hand and said, "No, I was here with Xiaojun. The plane will be back to Tianjing after a while. Where is Shuang'er?"

"She returned to Tianjing early."

Xiaojun knew what was going on in his heart, so he took a step forward and said to Wei Dongliang: "Liangzi, I'll take Brother Hu on the plane later. I'll leave in advance and I'll go find you if I have time."

"Okay, go and do it, I'm here." After observing his words and expressions, he knew that the current atmosphere was a little wrong, and Wei Dongliang nodded happily to agree.

Jiang Qingying pulled Xiaojun to a car with photos taken by the Shanghai Municipal Government, got into the driver's position, started the car and left the airport.

"Xiaoying, what happened?" Xiaojun asked anxiously after driving for a while.

"Sher!"

With a brake, the car stopped by the roadside. Jiang Qingying could no longer hold back the sadness in her heart and threw herself into the arms of her lover beside her and cried bitterly.

"Be good, don't cry. What happened? I will tell me about everything?" Seeing Jiang Qingying's appearance, Xiaojun knew that something must have happened, otherwise she would not have performed like this.

After a while, Jiang Qingying wiped away the tears in her eyes, controlled her excited emotions, raised her head, and said to Xiaojun: "My father discovered our affairs. At first, he was just suspicious, but not very sure. I think since he had doubts, I also wanted to get his blessings, so I told him about our affairs." At this point, Jiang Qingying stopped talking, and her eyes were wet again.

Seeing her expression, Xiaojun knew that Jiang must have objected, otherwise Jiang Qingying would not be in this state. She sighed and the crisis that had always been hidden in her heart finally broke out. If she was not in such a family and such an identity, Xiaoying would not be his daughter, and she might have a glimmer of hope, but now, hey.

"My father firmly disagrees and wants to send me to Gansu, let me enter the Gansu Communist Youth League and leave you. I am threatened by death, and my father promised me to meet you for the last time. Before school starts, I will leave here and go to Gansu. My father has contacted me to study college courses while working. Xiaoyu and Shuang'er do not want to affect our final meeting, so he leaves early and gives us the time." Jiang Qingying lowered her head and listened to the whole thing for a long time before she could tell the whole thing.

This result was long ago as Xiaojun expected. Just thinking about it, Jiang was not the Xue family. He could temporarily tolerate such things and naturally would not do whatever he wanted to do with his children's emotional problems. Especially in this case, he was even more unacceptable. He could just stop the two from meeting. This was due to the relationship between several families. Otherwise, Jiang's methods would not be the only way.

"Xiaoying, how did you decide?" Xiaojun made up his mind to meet him, but he also hoped to know what the person in front of him was thinking, whether he wanted to continue fighting or obey his father's orders.

"I don't want to be separated from you. This is the bottom line in my heart, but I don't want to make a fuss with my father. I really don't know what to do?" Jiang Qingying covered her head with her hands and kept shaking. The pain of her lover and family deeply tortured her heart.

Xiaojun hugged Jiang Qingying. At this time, she needed herself, not only her own comfort, but also her own responsibility for the whole thing. Even if there are a thousand and ten thousand reasons in her heart that she does not want to see him, she must face it bravely in order to love her best in her arms.

"Go to your house, I want to see your father." Xiaojun held Jiang Qingying's shoulder with both hands and said firmly to her.

"Ah! No, he hates you now. My mother is crying all day long. They only have a daughter like me, and they are the youngest children. They have loved each other since childhood. My father has always wanted to find the best marriage for me. Now he must have the heart to kill you. You still go to my house? No, absolutely not." Jiang Qingying was stunned when she heard Xiaojun's words and shook her head.

Xiaojun held Jiang Qingying's head that had been shaking, stared at her eyes tightly and said, "Listen to me, I will face what I need to face sooner or later. I will not let my lover take on such a thing alone. I want to see him and tell him clearly in person. No matter what the consequences occur, I will bear it with you."

Jiang Qingying threw herself into her lover's arms again, cried in a low voice, and muttered to herself from time to time: "I don't want to leave you, don't leave."

When he drove to Jiang Qingying's home in Shanghai, Jiang happened to have handled the whole morning and went home for lunch at noon. He hasn't returned to Shanghai for many years. He is already a little uncomfortable with the food here. If the time is not very crowded, Jiang will usually go home to have a meal.

Seeing his daughter leading Xiaojun to the home, Jiang's expression tightened, and a trace of cold light shone out from his thick glasses.

"What are you doing?"

"Uncle Jiang..."

"Don't call me Uncle Jiang, do you still have me in your eyes?" Jiang interrupted Xiaojun's words, his tone was a little impatient. The little daughter who had always been pampering and made such a choice, which made her heart heartbreaking.

"I want to talk to you." Xiaojun took a step forward and said seriously, with an extremely firm look in his eyes, looking at Jiang.

Looking at the young man in front of him, Jiang felt uncomfortable. This young man favored by many people once thought that China in the future belonged to this young man, but now all kinds of signs indicate that he had no intention of political affairs, but was trapped in emotional entanglement. His daughter, Lao Zhou's daughter, must handle this matter well, otherwise it would ruin these three children.

"Come in with me." Jiang thought deeply, but his face was still ashen and his tone was cold.

Xiaojun and Jiang Qingying followed Jiang into his study, closed the door, sat quietly on the sofa, waiting for Jiang to speak first.

"What do you want to talk to me?" Jiang's face was expressionless, and there was no sign of expression on his face.

"Please take back Cheng Ming. I will not let Xiaoying leave my side and go where you want her to go." After taking a deep breath, Xiaojun said seriously.

Jiang held the glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hands, and the chill in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "Can you give up Zhou Xiaoyu?"

"cannot."

"Then why do you say such things?"

"I love her, and she loves me too, that's enough."

Jiang suddenly stood up, slapped the table hard, and said sternly: "Don't be too naive. I know this first. If Lao Zhou knew about it, he would immediately pull out his gun and kill you. Zuo Haojun, what do you treat our two families as? What do you treat these two girls as? This is not the old society, and you are allowed to have three wives and four concubines."

Xiaojun also stood up and said without giving in at all: "So what if everyone knows? I don't care. I believe they don't care. You really care about you. I won't mention the relationship for now. Everyone knows what you care about, but I don't care. Even if I touch it, I will try it. I can walk around in the sea of ​​swords and fire. So what if I abandon anything outside?"

"Dad, I love him. I will not be able to survive without him. You can help us." Jiang Qingying also stood up and stood firmly beside Xiaojun.

Jiang knew that the two children were in love at this time and were extremely uncool. Even if they were forcibly separated, it would only lead to the worst result. Especially Xiaojun, the child, will definitely do some uncool things regardless of the consequences. If he fought with them head-on at this time, it would not be the best way to deal with them. Maybe he had to use that was not the solution.

"Love, you always say that you can't live without each other. Okay, I'll give you a chance. If you can do what I say, I won't oppose your interactions."

Hearing that his father's mouth finally loosened, Jiang Qingying's eyes emitted an excitement and asked quickly: "Dad, you said, I can do anything, no matter what."

Jiang saw Xiaojun and nodded and expressed his conditions: "Separation, separation for the time being, I don't believe what you call love. Xiaoying still goes to Gansu for 10 years. I want you to separate for 10 years to test this relationship. At that time, you were only 28 years old, both physically and mentally, and they are truly mature. If you still told me what you are today at that time, I would not object to your affairs.

I know that this is unrealistic, so you can graduate from college as the deadline. Before that, you cannot have any contact, including telephone letters. After graduation, you must also guard your posts and meet, but it cannot affect their respective development. I don’t want my daughter to be a vase because of you. Being calm is the best test for you. How about it, this is the only opportunity for you to get my consent.”

When Xiaojun heard this proposal, he felt really hard. Just as he was about to say something, Jiang Qingying had already agreed: "Dad, I promise you, I understand your hard work, and at the same time, in order to prove my feelings for him to you, I will go to Gansu."

"Xiaoying?" Xiaojun didn't expect that she would agree so happily.
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