Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Finding Some Clues Chapter 268: Chapter 268: Finding Some Clues Jiang Zhe patted his shoulder, and Jiang Yunxuan always felt she had something on her mind, yet it was so elusive that he didn’t know where to begin to ask.

“By the way, don’t you have a cell phone? Why still use a telephone watch?” Jiang Zhe asked.

“It’s convenient, teachers don’t allow us to bring cell phones to school.”

Jiang Zhe nearly forgot this detail and looked at his wrist, “A new telephone watch?”

“Yeah, the last one broke when I fell down the stairs, and afterward, I didn’t know where it got thrown away, so I just bought a new one.”

Jiang Zhe’s mind raced, “Can you try to find it again?”

“I’ll look for it when I go back. Sis, would it be of any use to you?”

“Try your best to find it for me, I need it,”

Jiang Zhe instructed.

Seeing her serious expression, Jiang Yunxuan promised earnestly.

…

The year quickly came to an end, and school resumed.

Upon learning that Jiang Yaowang had donated all his land without asking for a single penny, Jiang Fanyue’s attitude towards Jiang Zhe changed once again.

Since Jiang Yaowang didn’t possess the massive fortune she had imagined, for Jiang Fanyue, it turned out to be a good thing.

Indeed, as soon as school started, she saw Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci carrying their suitcases to school themselves.

They still wore the usual school uniform and accessories, and neither their backpacks nor suitcases were new.

“Thought they could fly away and become phoenixes, but that’s all there is to it,” Zhang Xi, following beside Jiang Fanyue, muttered to herself in a tone loud enough for Jiang Zhe and Xia Enci to hear but not directly pointing fingers.

Jiang Fanyue held her head high, regaining her usual arrogance.

Xia Enci wished she could confront her directly, but Jiang Zhe stopped her, “If she doesn’t dare to name names, let it go, it means her home isn’t well-managed.”

Xia Enci chuckled at this and walked inside with Jiang Zhe.

After a morning’s classes, Song Xingyu came over to invite Jiang Zhe, “Jiang Zhe, my parents said to invite you over for a meal to thank you for that painting.”

“It was just a simple gesture.”

“So, you’ll come? I’ll go tell my parents right away.”

Jiang Zhe nodded, knowing that Song Ye and his wife would continue to dwell on it if she didn’t go.

That evening, there were no classes, and the school gave students the night off to arrange their luggage and tidy up their dorms.

Jiang Zhe, having little to pack anyway, simply asked Xiao Meng to take a few books upstairs.

After leaving, she took a taxi home with Song Xingyu to the Song Family.

Song Ye, his wife, and Song Xingming were all present, showing the family’s appreciation for hosting Jiang Zhe.

“Xiaozhe,” Song Ye’s wife greeted her warmly, pulling her hand, “Come in and sit down.”

“Mrs. Song,” Jiang Zhe settled down on the couch after entering.

Song Ye smiled and said, “We know you are all busy with your studies now and short on time, so we took advantage of your break tonight to invite you over for dinner.”

“You’re too kind.”

“You’ve helped us so much, we didn’t get a chance to thank you properly,” Song Ye knew it was Jiang Zhe who was interested in the painting and had restored it, and he admired her greatly.

To Song Ye, she was already on a par with Qin Jingchen.

Song Xingming said, “And I’d like to ask for your advice on how to handle that scroll properly.”

Once they broached a professional topic, Jiang Zhe elaborated.

Song Xingming listened intently, nodding repeatedly.

Song Xingyu didn’t understand and quickly lost interest, sneaking out his phone intending to play games, only to get a knock on the forehead from Mrs. Song.

Song Xingyu stuck out his tongue and put down his phone.

Jiang Fanyue left the school and got into the car specially arranged for her.

It was a car arranged by Jian Xiliang.

Although the Jiang Family had some bad news she couldn’t accept, there was also good news.

Today, Jiang Xiliang gained some control over the development of the West Suburb area and had specifically invited Jiang Zhang and his whole family to dine with them.

Jiang Xiliang and Wen Xia’s couples’ support for Jiang Fanyue was evident.

Jiang Fanyue had specially changed into a new outfit before heading to Jiang Xiliang’s home with her parents.

Jiang Xiliang and Wen Xia were very happy.

Besides inviting Jiang Fanyue’s family, there were also quite a few other guests at home.

“Big brother and sister-in-law, congratulations to you,” Liang Jinlan said with a beaming smile as she presented her gift.

Wen Xia hadn’t expected the good news to come so quickly either.

She had thought there would be much competition.

“Big brother’s capability is evident, making me look up to you. It is only right that this job belongs to you,” Jiang Zhang complimented skillfully.

Jiang Xiliang waved his hand: “There was also a bit of luck involved.”

“I heard that Jiang Cheng is also going to be responsible for a part of it?” Jiang Zhang inquired.

“Yes, I’ve heard that he will come over to take charge of it in a little while,” Jiang Xiliang mused. He felt a slight regret for not having obtained the total control himself this time.

Nevertheless, the current outcome was very satisfying.

The joy of the occasion naturally diminished the impact of the issue with Jiang Yaowang.

Jiang Zhang then asked, “May I know who the overall person in charge will be this time?”

“Don’t ask what you shouldn’t,” Liang Jinlan immediately tugged at her husband’s sleeve.

With so many people around and many watchful eyes, Jiang Zhang immediately fell silent.

In fact, Jiang Xiliang was also unclear about who it would be, so he couldn’t give a definite answer.

There were rumors outside that someone from Beijing would be parachuted in to take charge.

Wen Xia called everyone to attention, “Let’s sit down and talk first.”

…

The Song Family.

Dinner was served quickly.

Lady Song said with a smile, “Xiaozhe, apart from thanking you for your painting, there is another piece of good news I would like to share with you.”

“Oh?” Jiang Zhe didn’t feel that he had become close enough to the Song Family to warrant this.

“Actually, it’s your Uncle Song who has become the project director for the West Suburb development,” Lady Song said with great joy.

Jiang Zhe nodded, “Congratulations to Uncle Song.”

Given Song Ye’s achievements in Jincheng, he would surely ascend swiftly upon returning to Beijing.

But he had an attachment to this place, and building up the West Suburb was his wish.

As for the results, as long as the West Suburb project was a success, his status in Beijing would be unshakable upon his return.

“Thank you,” Song Ye lifted his glass, clinking it against her juice.

In reality, he should have invited Qin Jingchen and Jiang Zhe to dine together.

However, to avoid any appearance of impropriety, he hadn’t invited Qin Jingchen alone; his arrival in Jincheng was arranged by Qin Jingchen, and securing the chief director position was inseparable from Qin Jingchen’s support.

But publicly, he had never been too close to Qin Jingchen.

Inviting Jiang Zhe to dinner this time also implied conveying thanks to Qin Jingchen.

He didn’t say it outright.

And Jiang Zhe didn’t mention Qin Jingchen.

But Song Ye knew, showing enough goodwill to Jiang Zhe was sufficient.

While the family was eating, they heard a knock at the door.

The nanny went to open it; Lady Song recognized the visitor as Jiang Xiliang’s assistant.