The Game of Life-Chapter 703 - 702 Front Page Headline (Extra for Alliance Hierarch who’s always tipsy when reading!)

Chapter 703: Chapter 702 Front Page Headline (Extra for Alliance Hierarch who’s always tipsy when reading!)

Jiang Feng floated home that day.

In the afternoon, he continuously took out Jiang Junlian’s flattering compliments to relish them. He checked them so often that he almost forgot his own last name, nearly forgetting who was in charge of the Jiang Family’s New Year’s Eve dinner.

Don’t ask why, because if you do, the answer is he was full of himself.

And if you were to ask who gave him the courage, it would be Jiang Junlian.

Everyone saw Jiang Feng’s buoyant mood, and they simply smiled and let it pass. Who hadn’t had a youthful time when they could float on air? Using Master Wang’s words, if he had had such cooking skills at Jiang Feng’s age, he would’ve long forgotten what his own last name was.

It’s true that Jiang Feng was floating, but he soon came back down to earth. After showering and brushing his teeth, a glimpse of himself in the mirror instantly sobered him up. Since childhood, Jiang Junlian had trouble expressing herself; the “rainbow farts” were just nice to indulge in momentarily. There truly was no need to get carried away.

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The main reason was that Jiang Feng noticed the dark circles under his eyes in the mirror.

Although they weren’t very noticeable, they were indeed dark circles.

Keep in mind, he never even developed dark circles during his senior year of high school.

After brushing his teeth, Jiang Feng hurriedly ran to the living room to find Wu Minqi, who was tidying up her clothes, “Qiqi, do you know when I started getting dark circles?”

“Ah?” Wu Minqi was stunned for a moment, “Probably a bit over a month ago. You haven’t been sleeping much and haven’t rested well. It should get better with some good rest.”

“Can dark circles be eliminated?” Jiang Feng pressed on.

Wu Minqi thought for a moment: “Seems quite difficult, generally they don’t go away. But Fengfeng, yours aren’t noticeable. Go to bed early tonight, wake up late tomorrow, get some more sleep.”

And then, the next day, Jiang Feng overslept.

Perhaps because he had given himself a suggestion to wake up late, his body perfectly executed the instructions of his brain, and he didn’t wake up to his alarm. Thinking Jiang Feng was planning to get up later, Wu Minqi did not wake him. She left him breakfast in the pot, had her own breakfast, and then left, causing Jiang Feng to sleep until almost ten before waking up.

At first, Jiang Feng was still groggy, wondering why he had woken up so early when his alarm hadn’t gone off. After glancing at his phone, he was completely shocked awake—9:39 AM, he was late!

Jiang Feng sprang out of bed, washed his face, brushed his teeth, and got dressed in less than five minutes. He didn’t touch the breakfast Wu Minqi had left for him in the pot, grabbed his phone, put on his shoes, and ran out.

It was only after ordering a Didi and the Didi accepted the ride that Jiang Feng realized something. By working hours, he was already late. Why hadn’t anyone called him or sent him a message? He wasn’t on leave today, so didn’t they find it strange that he still hadn’t shown up at Taifeng Building for work by 9 AM?

Or had he become so influential that he no longer needed to be punctual for work?

Jiang Feng opened WeChat and found that each group was bustling with activity. Messages were flying fast, completely unlike the usual chef and work groups—at this time, everyone would normally be working and not using their phones. Just as Jiang Feng was about to check the group messages, his Didi arrived.

He turned off his phone screen and got into the car, recalling that the trash bags he had ordered online hadn’t arrived yet, so he opened Taobao to check the delivery status. He was engrossed throughout the entire ride and even went on to order a new trash can.

Upon entering Taifeng Building, Jiang Feng noticed everyone was on their phones, not only using them but also whispering to each other. Ji Yue, Wu Minqi, Zhang Guanghang, and Wang Xiulian were huddled together, all peering at the phone Ji Yue was holding, murmuring about something.

Had something happened?

Jiang Feng walked toward them.

“Did Sun Jikai reply to the message?” Wu Minqi asked.

“Not yet. Look, he hasn’t updated Weibo for several months, nor his Instagram or Moments. Could it be that he… you know, ran into some trouble?” Ji Yue rapidly scrolled through her phone.

“Mrs. Wang, has he replied to you yet?” Ji Yue turned to ask Wang Xiulian.

Wang Xiulian shook her head. “No, I even called Jubao Building, but the line was busy. I’ve asked Manager Fan to go and find out what’s going on.”

“I couldn’t get any news either,” said Zhang Guanghang.

Jiang Feng: ?

“What happened to Sun Jikai, is he in trouble?” Jiang Feng asked.

All four of them looked up, staring at Jiang Feng in unison.

“Hey, Jiang Feng, you’ve just arrived, I was wondering why I didn’t see you just now. Haven’t you seen the news? His family is in trouble, it’s been the front-page headline of the social news, and it was occupying the top trend just now before it fell off. Sun Jikai and his uncle lost an inheritance lawsuit,” Ji Yue said, “Nearly all the chat groups are talking about this. If I remember correctly, didn’t you say a few months ago that you messaged Sun Jikai and he didn’t reply? Could he have met with some trouble? This lawsuit seems to have started months ago, but the Sun Family kept it under wraps until the dust settled yesterday, and today the news was released.”

Jiang Feng: ?!

Jiang Feng hurriedly pulled out his phone and sure enough, the news about the Sun Family was everywhere. Several different apps and browsers had pushed out related news, and Jiang Feng clicked on one with the most eye-catching headline.

“Shocking Turn! Sun Family’s Inheritance Lawsuit Settled, Jubao Building Changes Hands, FJ’s Number One Restaurant Soon to Be History!”

Jiang Feng finished the article—frivolous in title but serious in content—and grasped the ins and outs of the situation.

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Shortly after they left FJ, maybe just a few days, the Sun Family’s dispute over Sun Guanyun’s inheritance broke into the open. Sun Changping (Sun Jikai’s father) and Sun Channing (Sun Jikai’s uncle) completely fell out over the inheritance, each sticking to their own story.

The most dramatic part was that both brothers had a will.

To Jiang Feng, the will in Sun Changping’s possession seemed more reasonable and likely to be genuine. Jubao Building was different from Taifeng Building as just a simple restaurant; Jubao Building was a listed company and was bound to have stock rights disputes. According to the will Sun Changping had, Sun Guanyun had left most shares to him, ensuring that he and Sun Jikai had absolute control over Jubao Building. Additionally, they were left with two properties, with the rest of the cash, real estate, antiques, paintings, and a minority of shares all going to Sun Channing. It was relatively fair.

The will Sun Channing held was quite outrageous. According to his will, not only did the majority of the company’s shares go to him, but also the vast majority of real estate and other finances. All Sun Changping was left with were two properties in poor locations and a small amount of cash—it was a will so problematic that anyone with eyes could see the issues.

But both men were able to prove the authenticity of their respective wills, leading to the Sun Family’s drawn-out and intense public squabble that lasted for months. Sun Changping held the advantage of being the eldest son, and Sun Jikai was widely recognized as the future heir of Jubao Building. Sun Channing had the support of the majority of company shareholders and a cunning far superior to most. The two brothers had been evenly matched. In the end, Sun Jikai’s mother seemingly had her brain kicked by a donkey or fell in love with Sun Channing and wanted to make Sun Changping wear a cuckold. At the most critical moment, she stabbed Sun Jikai and his father in the back and switched sides, with a good portion of Jubao Building’s chefs doing the same.

The result was that Sun Changping won a complete victory. Sun Jikai’s mother got a large sum of money and a minority of company shares and divorced Sun Changping, leaving Sun Jikai and his father only with two properties and a small amount of cash; they were utterly defeated.

Jiang Feng was stunned.

At the end of the article, there was also a video clip, released just this morning, of Sun Changping’s future plans and restructuring of Jubao Building.

He planned to transform Jubao Building into a high-end hotel. From now on, Jubao Building would focus on hotel operations, with the dining aspect secondary, and around the Jubao Building brand, a series of new peripheral products would be developed, striving to reinvigorate Jubao Building with new life and vitality.

In the video, Sun Changping appeared energetic and confident, clearly a winner.

And the loser had been missing for months.

Jiang Feng instantly understood why everyone had gathered together to check their phones instead of working.

He also understood why no one had noticed that he had been absent from work.

“Where’s Sun Jikai now? Can anyone get in touch with him? Ji Yue, can you?” Jiang Feng asked anxiously.

Ji Yue shook her head: “I’ve been messaging him since I saw the news this morning. I even left a message on his Instagram, but he hasn’t responded at all. We’ve all tried messaging him, but no one has gotten a reply.”

“Do you think he might be… considering…” Ji Yue hesitated, not finishing her sentence.

Jiang Feng was worried about the same thing. Not just Sun Jikai, anyone in that situation wouldn’t be in a good state of mind.

It was bad enough to fight with an uncle over an inheritance, but to be backstabbed by your own mother at the last moment, who could withstand that?

“I’ll message him first, if all else fails, we’ll call the police. But will a missing person’s report from Beiping do any good over in FJ?” Jiang Feng opened WeChat and started to message Sun Jikai.