Chapter 301 (1/2)

On the white wall of the palace, the old European style clock makes a regular ”tick tick tick” sound, which symbolizes the rapid passage of time. The old man knocks the crutch beside the crystal table and makes a clear sound when he touches the floor.

The old man frowned, and the few wrinkles were almost all wrinkled together. His mouth was like a straight line, and he used more and more strength to knock on the crutches, making a ”bang bang” sound.

”The banquet is about to start. Why hasn't Gong Yichen come back yet?”

When the old man was young, he used to be a gangster all the year round. Although he is getting older and his body is not as good as before, he still has the momentum of not being angry and being arrogant.

As soon as he spoke, no one dared to answer.

Song Jiayin pauses and is frightened by the old man's momentum for a while. As soon as she gets back to her mind, she explains to the old man in a hurry for fear that he will be angry with Gong Yichen.

”It's not like that, Mr. yechen. He just went to deal with the company's affairs. Maybe he came back later because he was more urgent. However, we all believe in yechen's ability. He will definitely come back before the banquet. Don't worry, old man. ”

The old man was appeased by song Jiayin for a while, but he was not so impatient. Even the sound of knocking on the crutches gradually became smaller and smaller. He looked up at the continuously rotating European classical clock, and saw that the time displayed on the clock was getting closer and closer to the time they agreed. He was a little annoyed.

”We Gong family need capable people. If Gong Yichen can't do this little thing well, he doesn't deserve to be my grandson.”

Song Jiayin wanted to explain something for her husband, but she saw that the old man was obviously a little unhappy, afraid to touch his mood. If she said something wrong, it would backfire, so she didn't say much. She just prayed in her heart, hoping that Gong Yichen would return to the palace home before the banquet.

Song Jiayin gently stepped on the sandalwood board to the back of the old man's dark sofa, stretched out her hands to help him rub his shoulders, and looked out of the window, but did not stop her hand. She hoped that through this way, the old man might not be so serious, which could be regarded as calming his mood.

Song Jiayin whispered: ”anger is bad for your health.”

It's good for the old man.

The old man's temper seemed to have disappeared a little. He sighed, ”it's just that. It's the boy's good fortune to marry a daughter-in-law like you.”

With that, he looked at Gong Fu, frowned slightly and said, ”go and call Gong Yichen and tell him to come back quickly. The banquet is about to begin.”

Gong Fu answered coldly, and then carried out the task according to the old man's instructions.

”Hello. ”Is it yechen?”

”It's me, father. What can I do for you The voice over there was a little urgent. It seemed that he was just busy with something important.

”Nothing. The party is about to start. The old man told me to hurry you back.”

”Well, I see. I still have a few projects here. I don't need too much time. I guess I can get to the party later. ” There is not much change in the voice over there, but the speaking speed is a little faster than just now.

”That's dead.”

”Well.”