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Chapter 7139 Your father's secret (5)

Chapter 7139 Your Father’s Secret (5)

When I opened my notebook, JY still had a lot of things waiting for him to deal with.

Not long after, Ayong came back.

He took out a mini camera and gave it to him: "Mr. Ji, there is."

"Things that happened last night didn't happen."

"knew."

Ji Changmu put away the camera and made several more calls.

As noon approached, Qiao Muyuan sent him a photo of today's exhibition: "Brother Ji, the exhibition is so boring."

"I heard that the scenery there is good, you can walk there."

"No, no matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is not as good as Brother Ji. I will come back when the business trip is over." The little girl said a lot of photos and also took photos of herself.

Ji Changmu will keep any photos of Qiao Muyuan on his mobile phone and never get tired of reading them.

"Brother Ji, you have never sent me a photo. Can you send me one? I'll use it as a screensaver."

Ji Changmu doesn’t like taking photos, but he has to coax the little girl: “Let’s take a photo next time you come back.”

"Okay, really? Then let's go to the photo studio to take a photo."

"good."

Everything is fine.

Ji Changmu was almost obedient to Qiao Muyuan.

He put his phone aside and talked to Qiao Muyuan, and he would stop pressing it when she hung it up.

JY has been in good momentum in recent months and has acquired several small technology companies. While the market has expanded, it is also constantly signing mechanical equipment order contracts with major foreign scientific research institutes.

He looked through the calendar and had to go abroad in a few days.

In the afternoon, the police station called him.

"Mr. Ji, Tong Zhenghai wants to see you."

"Okay, I'll go right now."

Ji Changmu did not rush over. He asked the nurse to change the gauze for him and then took today's medicine. He changed into a shirt he usually wore, and a thin dark gray windbreaker on the outside.

"Mr. Ji, let's talk about anything in two days. You can't be discharged from the hospital." A Yong was very anxious.

"I'm fine." Ji Changmu didn't think there was anything, the wound was healing.

Ayong couldn't persuade him, so he had to drive him to prison.

In the dark and damp prison, Tong Zhenghai was wearing a prison uniform, his face was vicissitudes, and his stubble had not been trimmed for a while.

Seeing Ji Changmu come over, a different look appeared in his eyes.

The door opened, and Ji Changmu held the wheelchair and went in alone to visit the prison.

Tong Zhenghai's shrewd eyes carefully looked Ji Changmu again: "You are still in the capital."

"I will come to the capital often in the future until you are sentenced."

"Ji Changmu, you don't need to compete with me, an old man who is desperate, as it's not a skill. For more than ten years, even if you see me being sentenced to death, what if you see? You can't save your short-lived ghost father's life!"

"Tong Zhenghai, my time is precious. If you have anything to say, you'd better say it earlier. I have limited patience."

"My lawyer said that the lawyer you hired was aggressive and did not accept any commutation plan for me. He just wanted me to die, and it would be better to die quickly. Yes?"

"Tong Zhenghai, this is the best way I have arranged for you." Ji Changmu's lips had a cold curve, as if it was quenched with ice. "It is better to go and apologize to my father as soon as possible after living in the world."

"But I'm dead, you won't get any benefits."

"Your death is the greatest benefit to the Ji family."
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