The Eldest Young Master's Gentle Wife (14)

Father Jiang was speechless. 

He sat in a chair in the dark environment, his entire posture looking extremely defeated. 

Jiang Zhe didn't rush to persuade him, instead giving him enough time to digest the information. 

After a long while. 

Father Jiang finally hoa.r.s.ely said: "But if we don't continue the dye business, what will we do?" 

In the dark, Jiang Zhe's eyes shone like stars in the black night. He replied confidently and decisively: "Medicine. We will start a pharmaceutical business." 

Father Jiang swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He didn't expect his son's ambition to be so big. Could the pharmaceutical business be touched by just anyone? 

Father Jiang: “Zhe'er, Father has to remind you, today's medicinal materials market is monopolized by a few large families.” 

Jiang Zhe knocked on the handrail and chuckled: “Father, have you misunderstood my meaning?”

Father Jiang: “???” 

Jiang Zhe: “This son wants to do Western medicine.” 

Father Jiang's brain blanked out with a “Bam!”, and he almost fell from the chair. 

His lips trembled as he shakily said: “West, Western medicine.” 

Father Jiang: "You want to be a smuggler?” 

Jiang Zhe maintained his carefree appearance, calmly saying: “Father misunderstood again.” 

Father Jiang almost wet his pants because of him, brokenly bellowing: “Just say what you mean. Dad is old, and cannot take too much surprise.” 

Jiang Zhe helplessly glanced at him, but still helped him up before quietly saying: "Which does Father think is better, Chinese medicine or Western medicine?" 

Father Jiang: "Of course, the medicine that our ancestors pa.s.sed down is better." Facing Jiang Zhe's cold eyes, he added reluctantly, "Western medicine has a quick effect, but it also has too many side effects.” 

Jiang Zhe looked down: “For a dying person, does Father think Western medicine would be effective, or would Chinese medicine be better?” 

Father Jiang: …………

He didn't want to admit that his country couldn't compare to the foreigner's. 

Jiang Zhe knew his thoughts, and delivered the final blow: “If it was a soldier on the battlefield, sometimes a small pill could save a person's life.” 

Father Jiang lowered his head and clenched his fist, but ultimately did not answer. 

Jiang Zhe sighed: “Father should have felt it. Times are changing.” 

Father Jiang looked up suddenly and looked at him with amazement, vaguely saying: “Zhe'er.” 

Jiang Zhe: “Does father think that this son has become foolish from studying, unable to see clearly the situation outside?” 

Father Jiang opened his mouth, unable to spit out a word. 

In the end, Jiang Zhe's heart softened and gently held his hand. “Don't be afraid, the Jiang family still has me.”

A warm feeling spread from their linked hands to their hearts. Father Jiang's throat tightened, almost unable to stop his tears from falling.

Father Jiang: “Zhe'er, you've really grown up.” 

Jiang Zhe let him vent his complex emotions. After a long while, Father Jiang wiped his tears and smiled: “Come, tell dad your full thoughts.” At the end, he added another sentence, “However, you can't scare dad anymore. Dad is old, if you do that a few more times, sooner or later I'll meet Yama.” 

A smile flashed through Jiang Zhe's eyes. “I won't.” 

He straightened out his face, and whispered seriously: “I do want to introduce a batch of western medicine, but it's not to take advantage of the crisis our country is facing. I want to conduct research on it, and create our own medicine.” 

Jiang Zhe: “This road is definitely very difficult. Even now, people are only just starting to come into contact with western medicine, not knowing anything. This situation undoubtedly makes things worse, not to mention researching it. Therefore, in the early stage, we can only dip into our own pockets to create a research lab. If possible, before that, I would like to go overseas to see what is happening in the world today.” 

Father Jiang: “No. Dad can promise you anything except for that last sentence.” 

Father Jiang softened his tone: “Zhe'er, don't forget. You said it before, that our Jiang family will still have to rely on you.” 

Jiang Zhe silently thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and gave the idea up. 

Father Jiang breathed a sigh of relief. 

Jiang Zhe said again: “The gun has already been fired. The country has been turbulent recently, and the more prominent the Jiang family is, the faster our fall. If we sell the branches of the Jiang clothing shop, we can give others an illusion that the Jiang family is going downhill. Similarly, this will also invite some opportunists, so how we handle the situation is key. But compared to the tigers attracted previously, the wolves from this decision will seem much easier to handle.” 

Jiang Zhe: “Of course, if Father still has extra money, it is alright to secretly use it for some back up plans. It's just that it's necessary to make sure that no one knows about it, otherwise in a misstep, I'm afraid it will cause public anger.” 

Father Jiang stared at his eldest son speaking confidently, his reasoning clear. The smile on his face couldn't be held back.

The heavens were really kind to him. Not only did it let him start his family business from scratch, but also gave him such a capable and filial son. 

After Jiang Zhe finished speaking, he saw his dad's foolish grin. 

Jiang Zhe: …………… 

Was it because he frightened him too much just now? 

Jiang Zhe fell into self-reflection. 

After the conversation on this day, it wasn't long before Father Jiang personally sold their store branches, while Jiang Zhe remained in Yunlan city to deal with the big and small issues in the shop. 

Such a big movement naturally couldn't be hidden, and the newspapers published new articles every day, lamenting the Jiang clothing shop. 

However, unlike the past, this time no one in the Jiang family came out to refute, and many people speculated in their hearts whether the Jiang family's clothing business was really folding. 

Towards the rumours flying on the outside, Jiang Zhe couldn't be bothered about it. 

But the strife inside the Jiang family, he couldn't turn a blind eye to it. 

Concubine Shu once again blocked Jiang Zhe's path, her face filled with anger. "Jiang Zhe, you tell me, is the news reported by those journalists true?" 

Jiang Zhe nodded. 

Concubine Shu's face distorted. "How is it possible? We were clearly still doing well six months ago. Tell me, did you ruin the family business? You wastrel, my son also has a share in the Jiang's clothing shop, but you completely ruined it, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d.” Saying as much, she rushed up to hit him. 

Jiang Zhe grabbed her hand. His eyes were cold, “Concubine Shu, no matter how this family is like, it is not your turn to be impudent. Shui Gen, send the guest off.” 

Concubine Shu was pushed out. She struggled while yelling: “Jiang Zhe, you don't have a conscience, half of the Jiang family's a.s.sets also belong to your younger brother. Who gave you the rights to single-handedly ruin it, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d, waste, stupid boy…"

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TN: Poor Father Jiang.