Chapter 45 Opening of the Agency

Zhong Qing, who had just connected the call, was about to reprimand her son, but the slightly aggrieved tone from the other end instantly made her forget the purpose of the call.

Ever since her son entered his rebellious phase, this was the first time she had heard him sound so wronged.

Jiang Zhengguo, who was leaning in and eavesdropping, felt his blood pressure shoot straight to the top.

"What is it, son? Did that girl from the Shen family hit you?"

"She forced me to break off the arranged marriage first so she could have her free love."

"She thinks I have thick skin and can take Dad's belt, but I can't let Mom and Dad break their promise to others..."

Jiang Changyuan chattered away, and upon hearing this, the anger of the father and mother Jiang flared up for no reason.

Under normal circumstances, Zhong Qing could maintain her composure, but right now, her son felt wronged!

To take a step back, the idea of the arranged marriage had been proposed by the Shen family in the first place.

"How could Xiao Yu do such a thing?"

"I'm calling your Uncle and Auntie Shen right now!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Changyuan let out a long sigh of relief, and a smile returned to his face.

Sure enough, building one's own happiness on the suffering of others instantly greatly improved one's mood.

Leaving aside how the father and mother Jiang made the two senior professors feel ashamed after calling the Shen family, Jiang Changyuan, in high spirits, hailed a cab directly to Chengshhen Building.

"Achoo!"

Shen Yu, having just washed her lunchbox, had just returned to her office when she let out an unprompted sneeze.

"Who is cursing me? Oh, Mama Cao is calling; Auntie Zhong must have asked her to comfort me."

In a pleasant mood, Shen Yu answered the phone. After half an hour of eardrum-shattering lion's roar, she felt she couldn't feel pleasant at all anymore.

At Chengshhen Building, after signing in, Jiang Changyuan arrived at the thirteenth floor.

In just a few days, under Zheng Wenqing's leadership, the empty space had been divided into various office areas, and a dozen new faces had appeared at the workstations.

"Hello, welcome to Menglong Law Firm."

The receptionist, with her sweet appearance and voice, showed twelve-point enthusiasm and did not neglect him because of Jiang Changyuan's age.

There was no help for it; a client only showed up every two or three days, so they couldn't let anyone slip away.

"I'm looking for Zheng Wenqing."

"Sir, please come this way."

Appointments and the such didn't matter; Manager Zheng had said that as long as someone came, it was the first step to success.

Knock, knock.

"Manager Zheng, a client is here!"

The young receptionist suppressed her excitement, and hearing the sound, Zheng Wenqing looked up, a warm smile blooming on her face when she saw who it was.

"You can go back to the front desk first."

"Director Jiang, you've arrived."

The receptionist, who had just stepped out, paused in her tracks, her mood somewhat complicated.

The very first client she had received turned out to be the company's... little boss?

The performance bonus she had so narrowly secured was gone!

"Our firm has just gotten on the right track. It looks a bit desolate right now, but Zhang Qiang and the others are already out chasing business."

"This is the firm's plan for the second half of the year; please take a look, Director Jiang."

Zheng Wenqing poured a cup of tea and handed it over. While reporting on work, she wisely omitted the fact that the jobs Zhang Qiang and the others took on were entirely helping aunties and grandmas find lost cats and dogs.

It could be said they did not do a single serious thing; anyone looking at it would think the law firm was just a game of playing house for children.

"No need to look at the plan. I trust you."

"Thank you, Director Jiang. I will certainly not let down your trust."

Jiang Changyuan's unreserved trust made Zheng Wenqing, who had also been quite battered lately, feel as if she had been injected with chicken blood, instantly filled with fighting spirit.

"I came here today because there is something I need you to handle."

"In the family quarters of the Beining Textile Factory in the northeast of the city, there is someone named Wang Guiyun."

"I don't care what methods you use, make that couple move out of the quarters and never return."

With that, Jiang Changyuan took out his mobile phone, and then the sound of a money transfer rang out.

Zheng Wenqing hurriedly took out her phone; she couldn't possibly accept Director Jiang's money.

"Director Jiang, your affairs are the company's affairs. I'll return this money to you."

"A personal matter handled privately; this task is not easy."

"Get it done by the holiday. Can you do it?"

"Yes!"

The staff members scattered across the internet at their workstations heard this sky-high guarantee and began whispering among themselves.

"Is our firm finally going to open for business?"

"Even if it opens, it'll just be for trivial nonsense. Didn't you see the person who went in was a kid?"

"Shh, he's coming out. Let's go ask Manager Zheng later."

Jiang Changyuan looked around, and the people around him looked at him, until...

"Farewell, Director Jiang!"

The receptionist bowed ninety degrees, and the flawless service left the group of staff members behind her in pin-drop silence.

"That kid... is our firm's boss?"

"Shut your mouth. Little Brother Boss might be young, but he's also our God of Wealth."

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions cracking uniformly.

Open for business for three days without a single legitimate deal, and the boss was still a student; their future seemed pitch black.

"Stop what you're doing."

Zheng Wenqing walked out and clapped her hands, earning a chorus of resentful gazes.

Didn't the manager know what kind of situation the firm was in? They wanted to work, but there was no work; they were almost dying of boredom from having nothing to do.

"Let me tell you some good news."

No one was expecting anything; wasn't it just announcing that the little boss of their firm was a chil—

"Our firm is open for business!"

"A fifty-thousand deal!"

Everyone was slightly startled, their resentment pausing, followed instantly by screams and cheers.

At least the boss wouldn't run away in the first month, and their salaries were secured.

When Zhang Qiang was called back and learned that Jiang Changyuan had been there but hadn't seen them, he was very disappointed.

However, upon hearing that the first legitimate business came from Young Master Jiang, they all patted their chests repeatedly, guaranteeing they would finish a seven-day task in three days!

"Son, Mom stewed some bird's nest. Do you want to eat some?"

This was already the umpteenth time Zhong Qing had knocked on the door, her gentle face carrying an imperceptible worry.

Ever since Jiang Changyuan returned from the hospital, he had locked himself in his room for two whole days studying, completely turning into a learning machine.

Previously, the couple feared he would go astray and wanted to discipline him but lacked the means. Now that Jiang Changyuan was as well-behaved as if he had turned into a different person, they should have been happy.

However, this joy lasted less than half a day before it all turned into worry.

"Is our son still just studying?"

"Yeah, I couldn't even get through the door. Sigh, I used to always think this was the kind of ideal son I wanted, but now..."

"He's not a child anymore and has his own thoughts. Let him keep studying if it won't make him stupid."

Jiang Zhengguo put his arms around Zhong Qing and patted her shoulder in comfort, worried in his heart but refusing to admit it out loud.

"Sister Xiu said Xiao Yu was just joking with him; the two kids used to bicker and play around all the time, so logically her reaction shouldn't have been this big this time."

"Darling, do you think our son is acting like this because of Yingying?"

Zhong Qing's words made Jiang Zhengguo sink into deep thought. Could that brat really have fallen for that female classmate of his?

The two remained silently facing each other, and a moment later, Zhong Qing spoke again.

"I asked Xiao Yu; Yingying's mother is having surgery tomorrow. Should we go take a look too?"

"Alright, bring an extra gift for the Shen family girl."

Early the next morning, just as Jiang Changyuan was about to step out, his parents loaded him into the car along with bags of all sizes.

"Dad, Mom, what are you doing?"

"Going to the hospital with you. We haven't seen Xiao Yu in a long time either."

Jiang Changyuan nodded, not thinking much of it. Who would have thought that upon arriving at the hospital, the two of them followed him straight to Mother Su's ward, running right into Shen Yu doing her rounds.

"Dad! Mom! Why are you here?"