Kyoto No. 1 Hospital, where Su Meng was hospitalized.
Because he was worried about things in the company, his condition never improved. Thinking that the company he had spent most of his life building was about to go bankrupt, he felt extremely heavy and painful.
"Hey, Mei'er's child has suffered so much during this period!" Su Meng took a bite of the meat porridge fed by his wife and sighed. Although he had been staying in the hospital during this period, he was still worried about his daughter's troubles. He still knew it. Thinking of this, he felt extremely guilty, blaming his own body for not living up to expectations.
"Okay, don't think so much and take good care of your health." His wife Tang Xinlan complained, and gave Su Meng another mouthful of porridge. She continued: "By the way, Mei'er just called me and said she was coming. The hospital will see you."
"Yes, I understand." Su Meng nodded, having already decided in his heart that when Su Meier arrives, he will stop working for the company. After he gets better and is discharged from the hospital, he will directly declare bankruptcy to the bank, although he feels uncomfortable about this. I am very reluctant, but there is nothing I can do about it.
About twenty minutes later, the figure of her daughter Su Meier appeared outside the ward, followed by a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Dad, do you feel better?" Su Meier asked with concern.
"It's not the same as before." Su Meng said with a smile, his eyes falling on Song Yan.
Song Yan did not dare to neglect, and quickly stepped forward, put down the fruit in his hand, and greeted Su Meng and Tang Xinlan: "Hello, Uncle Su, hello Aunt Tang. I am Song Yan, Sister Su's friend."
"Young man, don't be polite, please take a seat." Tang Xinlan said politely, and stood up to give up the stool, because the ward was not spacious and there were no extra stools.
"Auntie, you're welcome. I'll just stand." Song Yan quickly declined.
"By the way, young man, how did you meet Mei'er?" Tang Xinlan asked with some confusion. At Song Yan's age, he should not have any interaction with her daughter.
"Auntie is like this... This time I came to Yandu and ran into Sister Su by chance when I was eating. I heard that my uncle was not in good health, so I came over to have a look." Song Yan simply told him about his part-time job at Su Meier's Cafe Said it over and over again.
"Young man, you've got your heart!" Tang Xinlan praised, her impression of Song Yan was quite good, he was tall, handsome, and spoke well.
"Dad, I have good news for you. Our company has funds! We can restart the project tomorrow!" Su Meier suddenly said as she handed a peeled apple to Su Meng's hand.
"ah!"
Su Meng's hand trembled and he almost lost his grip on the apple. Then he quickly sat up from the hospital bed and said excitedly: "Mei'er, what did you say? You're not lying to dad, are you?"
The words of the father and daughter attracted Tang Xinlan's attention, and she asked excitedly: "Mei'er, have the funds really been secured?"
"It's not that the money is settled, but the money has already been transferred to my account!" Su Meier said with a smile.
"How much?" Su Meng asked quickly.
Su Meier raised a finger.
Su Meng pondered and said: "One hundred million is not a lot, and it can barely meet the requirements for restarting construction. Once construction starts, it will be much easier to find follow-up funds."
"Dad, it's one billion, not one hundred million!" Su Meier rolled her eyes.
"Ah! A billion!"
Su Meng couldn't help but was stunned, and then he was overjoyed. If there was really one billion dollars, it would definitely be more than enough to complete this project. Thinking of this, he stared at his daughter closely: "Meier, tell daddy, which company did you get this billion dollars from?" Arrived?"
"Here! Who else could it be? This rich man!" Su Meier pointed at Song Yan and said.
The couple were collectively stunned, with disbelief on their faces, and some doubts in their hearts. Judging from Song Yan's dress, he didn't look like a wealthy person at all. How could he possibly spend one billion dollars.
Seeing their expressions, Su Meier knew what they were thinking, so she added: "Dad, Mom, don't underestimate him, he made one billion or thirty million in one morning!"
"No way!" Tang Xinlan said subconsciously, even a company with tens of billions of assets may not be able to earn a billion a day. How could such a seemingly ordinary boy earn so much.
Song Yan, who had never found a chance to speak, said: "Uncle and aunt, don't listen to Sister Su's nonsense. I just got lucky today and made a billion and thirty million. Such an opportunity may not come once a year! So without her The one who said that is exaggerating!”
"Then how do you make money?" The couple became even more curious.
"One of my elders went to Stone Betting Shop to bet on stones, and I happened to meet him betting against others. I helped him choose a rough stone, and if he won the bet, he divided me one billion and thirty million!" Song Yan was half-truth and half-false The way.
"Gambling on stone is one sword to heaven and one sword to hell!" Su Meng sighed with emotion. At the same time, his eyes towards Song Yan became different.
"That's right, gambling is not a good habit!" Tang Xinlan said with deep understanding.
For a moment, Song Yan looked a little embarrassed.
"Mom and Dad, I'm not here to listen to you two nagging!" Su Meier reminded her coquettishly.
When the couple heard this, they immediately realized that Song Yan was not a junior in their family, and it was indeed inappropriate to say this.
So Su Meng quickly made up for it: "I'm sorry, Xiao Song. My uncle and your aunt are both outspoken people, and they don't have any bad intentions. Don't be angry!"
"Uncle Su is serious." Song Yan said with a smile.
"That's good, that's good!" Seeing that Song Yan didn't have any grudge against him, Su Meng couldn't help but feel relieved: "By the way, Xiao Song, you have invested one billion dollars into this project, and I can't treat you badly as an uncle. , so, this project counts as your 60% share, what do you think?"
It turned out that the person who cooperated with him invested one billion, and he and he alone held 50% of the shares.
But Song Yan was a timely help, which not only restarted the project, but also saved his company from bankruptcy. Therefore, giving him an extra 10% of the shares was not an exaggeration.
But Song Yan waved his hand.
When Su Meng saw this, his heart suddenly tightened and he thought to himself, does he think that 60% of the shares is too small
Song Yan's voice rang out again: "Uncle Su, I don't want the shares anymore. This billion is what I lent to Sister Su. It won't be too late to pay it back to me when your company turns around!"
Hearing this, Su Meng couldn't help being surprised, and his favorable impression of Song Yan greatly increased: "Xiao Song, you have to think clearly. You are not just bragging about your uncle. After the completion of this project, there will be at least 300 to 500 million in profit. You If you don’t want shares, you will suffer a big loss!”
"It's okay, I'm still a student, and I can't spend that much money anyway!" Song Yan said calmly.
He had already explained how much he could earn, but Xiao Song was still not tempted at all. At such a young age, he was affected by money and silk. It was so rare to show kindness without expecting anything in return. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at his daughter and said to himself: "It would have been better if Mei'er had been born a few years later. I would definitely marry her to this boy!" (To be continued)