Chapter 1424 - 817: A Velvet Glove with an Iron Fist, Misfortunes Never Come Singly? (Part 2)
Chapter 1424: Chapter 817: A Velvet Glove with an Iron Fist, Misfortunes Never Come Singly? (Part 2)
This incident quickly circulated among the reporters.
The most jealous were the group of people stationed at the Jiang Group entrance; they believed going to the Jiang Mansion wouldn’t yield any useful news. No one is foolish enough to know that if there are reporters who deliberately interview you, it’s better to come to the company where you can always find people.
Looking at it now, visiting the Jiang Family, it’s practically as comfortable as an interview with celestial beings.
The more polite the grandmother was, the more polite this group of reporters became...
"Today is truly profitable, I never imagined the Jiang Family has such a celestial grandmother."
"So kind and amiable, when I write my report, I must properly praise her."
"No wonder the Jiang Family’s grandsons didn’t stray off the path or become spoiled. With such a grandmother, the grandchildren’s temperament couldn’t be bad."
...
The reporters were all waiting, originally thinking they were waiting for some colleagues or so, but just a few minutes later, a group of people were dumbfounded.
What came wasn’t colleagues, but a police car entered the Jiang Family courtyard, followed closely by a black sedan. They didn’t recognize the car, but some reporters were quite familiar with the people who stepped out.
The chief of Jiang Group’s legal team.
The grandmother smiled at them, "Everyone’s here, do you have anything you want to ask?"
Originally blocking someone’s door and secretly filming already constituted invading someone’s privacy, and seeing the police, this group of reporters became a bit cowardly. It turned out even the lawyers were summoned.
They originally thought they’d have a friendly interview tea party with the Jiang Family.
But instead, it turned into a large-scale interrogation scene. The police took pen and paper, started registering and questioning them one by one, the whole group was utterly deflated.
Few officers came, naturally extending the inquiry time. The grandmother wasn’t idle, holding her little great-grandson, basking in the sun in the courtyard...
Jiang Xiaowai wasn’t aware of the happenings outside, initially lying on his back, then twisted around, simply using his little butt facing those people, and continued to sleep soundly.
A dozen reporters stared at a little guy’s backside and back of his head for over an hour.
The lawyer glanced at this group, "It’s not that being outside means it’s not illegal; a section outside is also part of the Jiang Family’s private area. You blocked the entrance, which not only invades privacy but already constitutes trespassing on private property."
Reporters: "..."
When the group looked at the grandmother again, she was watching her little great-grandson while holding scissors, pruning the few potted plants at the entrance, her actions neat and swift.
Seeing everyone looking at her, she smiled, "Want to have some more tea, eat something?"
Everyone: "..."
Everyone is very curious about the Jiang Family. Some have even analyzed the personalities of the Jiang brothers. Jiang Chengsi and Jiang Shiyi are due to family upheaval; even if their characters twisted, it would be normal.
Jiang Yanting closely resembles Jiang Zhenhuan; being his biological son is undeniable, but Jiang Wuye...
He belongs to the sort who can injure with a flick of a leaf or flower; who did he inherit this from?
Only now may everyone realize, it likely resembles the Jiang grandmother.
...
The Jiang grandmother’s actions were rather thorough, directly and permanently removing the root. Since then, no journalist or paparazzi dared to linger near the Jiang Mansion.
Tang Wan initially thought grandma might just go out and reason with those journalists, not expecting grandma to lead everyone with smiles inside, serving tea and water, offering various fruit platters and pastries, all unexpected...
In the end, she struck hard.
"Wanwan." The grandmother examined the pots in front of her, "Nowadays some paparazzi journalists are like persistent plasters; if you don’t give them a strong dose, they might not realize your power."
"If they come to interview openly, I would welcome them; bringing a press card but always wanting to pry into others’ private gossip, who spoiled this societal ethos?"
"Really thought me, an old lady, easy to bully?"
Tang Wan laughed, "After this incident, probably no one in Beijing thinks you’re easy to bully."
Her peripheral vision caught her sleeping son, slightly helpless. Staying awake all night, raising hell, preventing sleep, yet sleeping soundly during the day, she noticed Xiaowai’s awkward sleeping posture and attempted adjusting him.
After adjusting him, he simply twisted his body, raised his backside, and continued facing her with it.
**
The Jiang grandmother’s maneuver soon spread in the circle, hardly anyone sympathized with the reporters. After all, pinning at someone’s doorstep to shoot, while I am at home, yet dare not step outside, anyone would feel uncomfortable.