Chapter 269: Chapter 269 Hearing What Shouldn’t Be Heard Chapter 269: Chapter 269 Hearing What Shouldn’t Be Heard Song Ye said, “He came to get a document from me.”

“Director Song.” The assistant came in and didn’t expect to see Jiang Zhe.

He was still familiar with Jiang Zhe.

Song Ye handed a document to the assistant: “I was actually planning to deliver this to Minister Jiang, but he suggested that you come and fetch it yourself.”

“I was passing by anyway, so it’s convenient to pick it up,” the assistant said with a smile.

“Thanks for the trouble,” Song Ye said.

Just as the assistant was about to turn around, Song Xingyu asked, “Then Dad, now that you have become the chief person in charge of the West Suburb construction, when are we moving back to Beijing?”

The assistant was stunned. Song Ye was the chief person in charge?

He already knew that Jiang Xiliang was in charge of a part of the West Suburb construction, which meant a deputy position.

So this time, it seemed that Song Ye was holding the chief position?

Seeing the assistant had overheard, Song Ye didn’t hide anything, as the official appointment had already been internally announced, and it would officially be issued tomorrow.

He smiled and said, “Convey my regards to Minister Jiang, and I hope for a pleasant collaboration in the future.”

The assistant hastily said, “Definitely, definitely.”

After he turned to leave, he felt a cold sweat break out, fearing he had heard something he shouldn’t have, fortunate that the other party was magnanimous.

Madam Song tapped Song Xingyu on the head: “Why are you still so thoughtless, don’t you know what can be mentioned and what cannot? Fortunately, your father’s appointment will be officially announced tomorrow, otherwise you really would have caused trouble.”

Song Ye also spoke sternly: “Were you distracted again just now? Do you also daydream like this in class?”

“Sorry, I know I was wrong,” Song Xingyu reacted and apologized softly.

“For Xiaozhe’s sake, I won’t scold you today,” Madam Song said with a smile, then turned to Jiang Zhe and said, “Xiaozhe, don’t mind him, this child has been too outspoken since childhood.”

The state that the family showed in front of Jiang Zhe was the truest model of a family.

A touch of warmth appeared on Jiang Zhe’s usually nonchalant face, “It’s fine.”

“You should learn from Xiaozhe in the future,” Madam Song reminded Song Xingyu.

…

Over at the Jiang Family, the dinner was also being enjoyed heartily.

“Minister Jiang, I must toast to you!” someone stood up to offer Jiang Xiliang a drink.

Jiang Xiliang was having a rare moment of indulgence, accepting drinks as they came, not refusing anyone.

“Speaking of which, besides Director Jiang Cheng, you’re the only one who could be responsible for the West Suburb project, Minister Jiang! Here’s to you.”

Jiang Xiliang shook his head: “Don’t say that. There is still a chief person in charge.”

“The chief person in charge is just someone arranged from Beijing to come and supervise, a ceremonial position. When the time comes, won’t all real power still be in your hands? Won’t you still call the shots?”

These words struck a chord with Jiang Xiliang.

If things went as expected, it certainly would be so, even if the person from Beijing had the title of chief person in charge, everything here would still be up to him.

Moreover, the person from Beijing would be unfamiliar with the local circumstances; ultimately, the one doing the real work would still be him.

Although he was nominally the deputy at the moment, it wasn’t much different from being the chief.

Jiang Fanyue also heard her parents discussing this issue and understood the intricacies, lifting her drink, she said, “Great Uncle, I also toast to you, wishing you smooth sailing in your work, and every success.”

These words also reached deeply into Jiang Xiliang’s heart, and he drained a glass of wine in one gulp.

The atmosphere on site became even more jubilant.

The assistant knocked and came in with materials, which Jiang Xiliang took: “Thanks for making the trip.”

“It’s my duty,” said the assistant.

The assistant pondered for a moment and decided that he should still inform Jian Xiliang about the matter at hand.

“Minister Jiang, I have something to tell you, but I’m not sure if I should…”

Jian Xiliang, caught up in the thrill and warmth of the wine, said, “Speak, just say it.”

“How about this: I’ll talk to you about it in private later.” The assistant saw that there were still guests around and knew it was not convenient to talk then.

Jian Xiliang was usually very cautious, but today he indeed had gone a bit too far, pulling the assistant closer, “Whatever it is, say it here.”

Everyone heard Jian Xiliang’s words and looked in their direction.

The assistant carefully began, “Director Song asked me to convey his message, hoping for enjoyable cooperation with you in the future.”

Jian Xiliang was momentarily stunned; his dealings with Song Ye had not been extensive.

This time, this document exchange wasn’t direct, but rather a communication through other parts.

But now, Song Ye was saying, hoping for enjoyable cooperation in the future, meaning…

Jian Xiliang’s intoxication suddenly sobered up quite a bit.

Most of the people around, being shrewd, gleaned something from that statement as well.

Instantly, the atmosphere at the event became terrifyingly quiet.

Jiang Fanyue also sensed something and immediately had a premonition. According to the assistant, could it be that the person in overall charge of this project wasn’t just an honorary position from Beijing, but Song Ye himself?

Unfortunately, her relationship with the Song Family was rather bad.

Jiang Fanyue nervously clutched her hands as her emotions started to dip.

Jian Xiliang calmed down, “Did you get the materials from Director Song’s house?”

“Yes.”

“Wasn’t it around dinner time?”

He wanted to know if Song Ye was also entertaining guests.

“They were having dinner with Jiang Zhe.”

Jian Xiliang didn’t show what he was thinking at that moment.

But upon hearing Jiang Zhe’s name, Jiang Fanyue instantly became alert. Even though she knew she had always been on good terms with the Song family, she still couldn’t help feeling jealous and envious.

If Song Ye really was the one in charge this time…

The dinner ended on a sour note, and those who had arrived in high spirits left in total disappointment.

Seeing the look in Wen Xia’s eyes, Liang Jinlan found herself unable to offer any words of comfort.

The next day, the news came that Song Ye indeed became the person in charge of the West Suburb’s construction.

What Jian Xiliang thought about it, others did not know.

But Jiang Fanyue felt greatly disheartened.

Every time she was about to reach a new pinnacle, she would be suppressed by Jiang Zhe.

Time and again, amidst her exhaustion, was even greater resentment.

Though they were sisters, why was there such a big gap between them?

Liang Jinlan consoled her, “No matter how good Jiang Zhe’s relationship with Song Ye is, what can it amount to? You are your great uncle’s biological niece. Besides, you have the international fashion design competition coming up soon. If you can win, there would be no worry about Jiang Zhe surpassing you in the future, right?”

Jiang Fanyue gathered her spirits and asked, “Mom, how are the production line and materials coming along?”

“Everything is ready. Don’t worry, once you win, our clothes will hit the market. Won’t it be much stronger than before? And now with your great uncle’s help, the sales figures will be the least of our worries.”

Jiang Fanyue clenched her teeth in determination; this time, she must succeed and not fail!

To stockpile more fabric, Liang Jinlan not only spent a fortune purchasing large quantities in Jincheng but also bought plenty in Beijing.