As soon as he stepped out, Jiang Nan hugged his leg tightly, "Bro, this time I’m really broke. You can’t just watch me die and not help!"
"...What’s actually going on?" Dan Tingye flicked his foot but found Jiang Nan clinging to him like stubborn glue. Helplessly, he rubbed his forehead.
"Even if Uncle doesn’t like you, Aunt won’t ignore you. How could you be out of money?"
"This time it’s different. Grandpa ordered no one to help me, insisting that I take over the Jiang Family business. I’m not crazy! I’m only nineteen; it’s the perfect time to be carefree and adventurous. My goal is to travel the world!"
"Or to see beauties all over the world?" Dan Tingye coldly interrupted him, raising an eyebrow. "You’re not crazy but you think I, the nutcase, would help you. Where’s your confidence coming from?"
"o(╯□╰)o..."
How could he forget, standing right in front of him was the prodigy who took over Dan Group at the age of five!
Jiang Nan spat out the paper ball stuffed in his mouth, and his previously swollen handsome face instantly looked better. He cleared his throat, his expression full of flattery.
"Bro, my dear brother! You’re a genius, naturally different from me. My aspirations aren’t lofty; I just want to travel a bit, see some beauties. Being brothers, you wouldn’t bear to watch me die, right?"
Speaking passionately, Jiang Nan even pinched his own thigh hard, desperately trying to squeeze out a tear.
"I even stole my dad’s sports car, sold it off, and bought a ticket. I went through hell to appear before you, I’m your blood brother!"
"Honestly."
Dan Tingye raised his hand, interrupting his pitiful cries.
With sharp, mischievous eyes, he glanced over at the few burly men at the door, finally returning his gaze to Jiang Nan, "You’ve been scheming to head to Europe all these years. What are you looking for?"
"..."
"Don’t want to say? The door’s right there; you can leave."
"Bro! I’ll tell you! I’ll tell you everything!"
Jiang Nan shot up from the ground, gripping his arm tightly, "It’s been fifteen years, not a single word from Meimei. Don’t you miss her?"
"..."
With Jiang Nan’s words, Dan Tingye’s upright figure visibly stiffened but quickly returned to calm. He pushed Jiang Nan’s arm away, picked up the pen on the table, signed a number on the check, and handed it to the burly men by the door.
"Take the money and leave immediately."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The men stepped forward to take the check, and upon seeing the large figure on it, hastily turned to leave.
The office suddenly fell silent.
"You’re like a headless chicken, endlessly heading to Europe, thinking you can find her this way?" Dan Tingye tossed the pen onto the table and glanced at the already packed documents. His eyes narrowed.
His mind flashed again with Jiang Nan’s earlier words — fifteen years, no news of her at all. How could he not miss her?
But what’s the use of missing? If she doesn’t appear, no matter how much they want to find her, amidst the vast sea of people, where would they go?
"I’ve checked the flight they left on back then; it’s confirmed to be a flight to Europe. I’ll search city by city, surely I’ll find her one day!"
Jiang Nan optimistically lay back on the office sofa, cocking his leg.
"Just as you are now? Resorting to deceitful tactics just to get a ticket?" Dan Tingye disdainfully glanced at Jiang Nan, dirtied head to toe, his gaze indifferent.
Jiang Nan gave a shiver and sat upright, "What else then? If you don’t do anything, will Meimei come back? So many years, not a single word. Just thinking about it keeps me up worrying!"