Song Sizhen has been very unhappy recently. Some time ago, she was squeezed out and investigated by her classmates at school. Now that she finally waited until the summer vacation, she thought she could finally escape the suffocating environment. God, the day like a nightmare came again.
Song Sizhen never thought that she would find out that she asked someone to paint for the competition. When she brought back these awards, Song Hao kept praising her, giving her what she wanted, and wishing to tell everyone that his daughter is so outstanding .
Song Sizhen didn't dare to imagine what kind of storm he was about to face if Song Hao found out about this matter. So she never dared to tell Song Hao, and was always on guard against others revealing this matter.
Today, she suddenly became a hot search. The cautiousness some time ago seemed to be a joke.
Song Sizuo knew about Yu Ci's trending search in the beginning, but she didn't continue to pay attention to it because she had something to do. Until later things changed unexpectedly, Song Sixing's friend finally realized that he seemed to be being tricked, so he called Song Sixing.
Song Sixing was in a good mood when she saw the caller ID. Song Sixing felt that this friend was the most special, because after so many things happened, only the other party believed her explanation and stood by her side as before. For Song Sizhen, who is helpless and squeezed out by everyone at the moment, this is tantamount to grabbing a life-saving straw.
Song Sixian answered the phone, before she could speak, the other party asked her in a hoarse voice: "The mother you told me about Yu Ci was a mistress, and they destroyed your family, do you remember?"
Although curious why the other party specifically called to mention this matter, Song Sizhen still replied: "Of course, is there any question?"
When the other party heard Song Sixing's tone, she couldn't help but want to laugh. In fact, she also showed a sneer, "Is there no problem? Song Sixing, I regard you as a friend. I believe what you say. I thought you were really bullied by Yu Ci and the others. I really love you. But what did you do to me? Is it fun to trick me into thinking I'm a fool? Sure enough, it's Xiaosan's daughter. You learned this method from your mother, right? "
Song Sizheng's expression changed almost instantly.
The other party continued: "I'm really blind to know you as a disaster. Now I'm being scolded by the whole network because of you, but this is what I deserve for the wrong people, and I have to bear the mistakes I made. But Song Sixing and I Tell you, don't even think about it."
Click.
After the other party threw down a harsh word, the phone was hung up immediately. The movements were neat, and Song Sizhen didn't have time to refute at all. In fact, she had nothing to refute.
But Song Sixuo always had to explain something, because she felt from the tone and words of the other party that something big happened without her knowing.
Before Song Sizhen had time to save her friend, she took the lead on Weibo. When she searched for Yu Ci's name, the ones who popped up were either lamenting Yu Ci's fairy love with a man named Qi Huai, or scolding her for being shameless and shameless. There are still so many daughter dramas.
With another swipe, she saw the content of her friend's Weibo.
[There is nothing to say. Song Sixuo and I have always been good friends. It was she who told me how pitiful she was when her family was destroyed by Yu Ci's mother and son. I believed my good friend, but never thought that the other party was lying to me. I'm not making excuses for myself, because I will take responsibility for my mistakes, just to explain why I was so determined at the beginning, and to let everyone see some people's faces.]
Song Sizhen pointed to the comments below with trembling fingers.
"There's nothing to say, Xiaosan will die."
"I've really learned a lot. The third child's child came out and beat up the main room's child. He really is a white lotus green tea bitch."
"I've learned a lot too. But you should at least apologize to this blogger, right?"
"Although, I think the blogger is quite pitiful. After all, he is treated like a fool by his friends. But with all due respect, your apology is really a bit casual."
"Song Sixuo get out and die! Do you want to show your face?"
"The landlord, your friend made me laugh, do you know?"
…
Song Sixing bit her lip, trying to calm herself down. After staring at the phone for a while, she realized what happened. That idiot sent her to a dead end, and now the whole internet is scolding her, how dare you blame her
Song Sizhen breathed a sigh of relief and frowned, feeling a little at a loss.
Although she had a lot of small thoughts, this was the first time she encountered such a thing.
This matter is neither big nor small. After all, she is the only one involved now, but if the matter develops, she can't guarantee whether Song Hao will see such news. And if Song Hao saw it... Song Sizhen shuddered involuntarily.
Song Hao hates others to say that he is a heartless person. He cheated, but he didn't like people saying that about him.
What's more, her matter of finding someone to paint for the competition has not yet come to fruition.
She squeezed her phone, and finally turned around to find Mrs. Song.
In the past two days, Song Hao noticed that his assistant looked at him with a little strange eyes, and he always hesitated to speak.
Song Hao couldn't help raising his eyebrows, "What do you want to say?"
He just finished talking about a big project today, and he is in a good mood. Therefore, I am willing to take some time to be considerate of the people under my hands. The assistant heard Song Hao's question, and chose the former between facing death immediately and waiting for death.
So, under Song Hao's increasingly gloomy gaze, he finished talking about the hot searches on Weibo in the past few days.
These include the incident at Song Hao's family and the shocking news that Yu Ci bluntly said in the live broadcast room that he has a boyfriend.
At that moment, Song Hao didn't even know which thing he should be angry with.
For the former, he was angry that his daughter, who was always at ease, was so stupid, and for the latter, he was angry that Yu Ci actually found a man. Doesn't this make him a joke by people in the circle
The assistant saw the changing expression of Song Hao's bulging cheeks, which were gritted his teeth, and shrank his shoulders in fear.
Song Hao's temper is not very good, and he is often scary.
He touched his nose in embarrassment, but he heard Song Hao say: "You have nothing to say, you have said it all."
As soon as the assistant heard what he said, he simply spoke directly, "I just found out about one thing. Miss Song was recently found out by the school that all the previous competitions she participated in were fake."
Song Hao was taken aback: "What do you mean?"
Assistant: "The paintings that Ms. Song took to participate in the competition were actually painted by others at her expense."
To put it more clearly, Song Sizhao actually has no talent in painting, she played the judges, and also played you, the father.
Of course, the assistant would never say this.
Their President Song seemed to be so angry that he was about to explode on the spot. As long as he stimulates the opponent again, Song Hao can directly go to the sky. For the sake of their company, the assistant shut up and decided to move aside.
Song Hao clutched his chest, gasped heavily, and finally fell down on the chair. After waiting for a long time, he threw the phone into the assistant's arms, his eyes tearing apart, "Call her."
The assistant looked confused: "Who is it? Miss Song or Young Master Yu?"
Song Hao opened his mouth and closed it again, and finally said powerlessly, "Slap Song Sixo first."
The assistant let out an oh, and dutifully dialed Song Sizheng's number.
However, what is surprising is that no one answered Song Sizhen's call. The assistant was holding the phone, and the sound of 'beep beep' sounded like stones were hitting Song Hao's heart one by one, making Song Hao's lips tremble with anger.
The assistant asked in a low voice: "President Song, Miss Song didn't answer."
Song Hao rolled his eyes angrily, "I don't know the fuck she didn't answer, do you need to repeat it to me? Call me Yu Ci."
The assistant found Yu Ci's contact information.
In the next second, a mechanical female voice echoed in the office: "Sorry, the number you dialed is currently on the phone."
assistant:"… "
Song Hao: "..."
Song Hao slammed the table down, pushed away the chair and stood up, wanting to go out. However, he didn't know if he was too anxious, his eyes suddenly went blank, and then he heard the assistant's panicked voice: "Mr. Song!"
…
The news that Song Hao was sent to the hospital in a coma by his son and daughter's anger quickly spread throughout the circle.
Dong Youwei mysteriously sent a link to Yu Ci's WeChat.
Yu Ci is leaning on Qi Huai's arms to browse Weibo at the moment. Yesterday, because he was worried about Qi Huai, he couldn't calm down to draw the manuscript, so the finished product was uploaded a day late. At this moment, Yu Ci's Weibo is circulating in the comment area Bo hoped that he would apologize to Jiageng. When receiving Dong Youwei's message, Yu Ci was a little surprised, wondering if Mr. Dong was so angry at Dong Wenyan again that he wanted to buy Hangbaiju to reduce his fire.
After clicking on it, I found out that it is a link, and the title is very interesting.
Shock! A well-known entrepreneur in the imperial capital was sent to the hospital by a son and a daughter!
Yu Ci: "?"
Yu Ci vaguely guessed something, opened the link, and looked it up. The editor who wrote the manuscript has good writing skills, and in some places, he used a series of rhetorical techniques such as exaggeration. All in all, he reproduced the scene where Song Hao fainted, as if the editor had witnessed it with his own eyes.
Yu Ci watched with relish. Qi Huai held his shoulders, leaned forward slightly, glanced at the content above, and pursed his lips in disdain.
Noticing his movement, Yu Ci pinched his face, and asked amusedly, "What does your expression mean?"
Qi Huai: "I think he may spend the next few days in the hospital."
Yu Ci blinked, "What do you mean?"
"I cut off the big project that Song's just confirmed." Qi Huai said calmly, "But Song Hao doesn't know about it yet. I plan to tell him after he wakes up."
Yu Ci: "..."
Song Hao might still question it, after all, the other party has already signed a contract with him. But it doesn't matter, both he and Yu Shi look down on the liquidated damages. What's more, that project is indeed very promising. If it is really implemented, the benefits that can be obtained will definitely not exceed the liquidated damages.
"My brother said that after cutting this project, his company will be cut off directly."
Yu Ci: "?"
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