His non-resistance seemed to the old man to agree. His originally frowning brows were slightly relaxed at this moment. He stood up tremblingly and patted Qiao Junxi on his shoulder, and his tone became relieved, "Grandpa knows that you know how to weigh and choose. Don't worry, when this storm has passed, the position of the general manager of Qiao's Real Estate is still yours. In the past two days, I will just treat Xiao Si's experience. You just need to relax a little and handle the matter of Qiao's shares."

Only then did Qiao Junxi pick up the newspaper on the ground without any fear of being fond of the past and browse it quickly. "Grandpa, even if Dishi Holdings owns 35% of the shares, it may not threaten your position. Our combined total is at least 40%.

"No. I can't take this risk. You'd better fight quickly for this matter. Now the public opinion is already very unfavorable to our Qiao family." The old man's attitude was very firm.

He looked at Qiao Junxi with high hopes, "Go, grandpa is waiting for your good news."

This time, Qiao Junxi did not have a head-on conflict with the old man.

Of course, it is impossible for him to go to the people of Dishi Holdings to discuss the recycle of shares, and it is even more impossible for him to cancel his engagement with Zhao Qingyan!

While the old man was eagerly waiting for his good news, he took Zhao Qingyan to Changle Temple.

It was not until Qiao Junxi stopped the car that Zhao Qingyan understood the purpose of the trip.

She had told Qiao Junxi before that she had asked for marriage for him in front of the Buddha. If she got what she wanted, she would come to fulfill her wish.

But at that time I never thought that the person who came to fulfill his wish with Qiao Junxi would be herself.

"You lead the way." Qiao Junxi came to a temple for the first time in her life, so she was not familiar with it.

In July, the sun is scorching. The temple is more pure than before. However, there are still many Buddhists who recite scriptures and worship Buddha devoutly.

The two of them climbed up the stairs and followed Zhao Qingyan's journey that day.

Qiao Junxi seemed to be able to imagine how Zhao Qingjing was seeking Buddha devoutly at that time.

He even thought that if he had come with Zhao Qingyan at that time, their relationship might have been smoother.

"Well, it's here. This is the place where small lanterns of praying for blessings are hung." Zhao Qingyan said, pointing to a vigorous tree.

As soon as Qiao Junxi looked up, she saw the red lanterns all over the trees.

He couldn't help but step forward and took two steps, staring at the lanterns carefully.

"What are you looking at?" Zhao Qingyan approached his side and asked curiously.

"Where did you hang the little lantern you asked for marriage for me?" Qiao Junxi was searching.

"What are you looking for this?" Zhao Qingyan looked at the lanterns hanging on the branches, a little dazzled. To be honest, it has been so long since it has been wind and rain, and new small lanterns have been hung one after another. I am afraid that the small lantern she had hung at the beginning will not be found for a while. Moreover, the branches of this old tree are flourishing, and she doesn't remember exactly which branch it was hanging on.

After a while, Qiao Junxi seemed to have locked in the target. He walked under the small lantern and carefully looked at the remaining handwriting on it. Although the color had almost faded, he could almost tell at a glance that this was the word written by Zhao Qingyan. This lantern was the one she hung for herself, with elegant words written on it: "I wish Qiao Junxi a good marriage as soon as possible and the melons will last."
Chapter completed!