Please Take Care of Mr. Quan

Chapter 293: Song Lin is over, Liu Ye has a sweet mouth

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Shen Qian tasted the bitterness of his tongue spreading, but he could only take it upon himself.

Indeed, he is not a good thing...

Seeing that the fire is almost over, Shen Hun also knows the truth, and his tone is slightly slow: "I did this to avenge Song Lin, and to teach him a lesson. I don't know your private agreement beforehand. I thought..." She paused for a moment. , There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, "After that happened, you have parted ways with the surname Song..."

Unexpectedly, the lotus root is broken, and there is still involvement.

Shen Hui raised his eyes to look at the ceiling, his nose flared slightly, and his lips trembled, as if he was trying his best to suppress, forcing the tears to flow back.

Fragile, but also stubborn, like a gritty grass in the wind.

Shen Qian's whole heart was almost shattered by her.

The twitching hurts.

"Houhou, I..."

The woman shook her head and interrupted him, her pretentiously calm voice was stained with an inconspicuous choke: "I am too naive and overpowering..."

"No," the man said, categorically, "You are not overweight. This project is the last kindness. From now on, I and Song Lin will return to the bridge and return to the bridge, and we will no longer have anything to do with them."

Shen Hou looked at him in surprise: "Then what happened this time..."

"do not blame you."

Get it done!

As long as Shen Qian doesn't come, Song Lin will be over!

For women, they have to use their own advantages when necessary. Otherwise, where are so many white lotus flowers and green tea bitches? Although the reputation is not good, but it can achieve the goal to a certain extent.

Shen Xu had planned to persuade Shen Qian, and before that, she had also considered very clearly that she might not have the upper hand if she confronted hard.

After all, her name is in the column of the signer. If Shen Qian refuses to accept her "goodwill", then Shen Qian will be very troublesome!

The result at the moment is the best.

Shen Qian rushed back angrily and left calmly.

Before leaving, he pushed the second cup of tea he hadn't touched: "I know, in addition to taking revenge on Song Rin, you also want me to have a complete relationship with him."

Shen Hou's smile stagnated.

"But it's okay. Since this is what you want, I will definitely help you achieve it." Even with myself.

"..."

"Houhou, I am using action to apologize to you," raising a hand to caress her white cheek, the man's eyes became tender in an instant, "So, when can I forgive me? Huh?"

Shen Hun did not answer.

Shen Qian didn't need her answer either, he smiled elegantly, closed his hand, and turned to leave.

The next morning.

"Mr. Song! You can't go in—" Before Tan Yao finished his words, the door of the president's office was kicked open.

Yes, kick.

Excessive force, hit the wall back, making a loud bang.

Tan Yao looked down, "Sorry Mr. Shen, I can't stop it."

Shen Qian waved his hand and motioned for him to go out.

Tan Yao breathed a sigh of relief, bowed and retreated, not forgetting to walk to the door carefully.

In the huge office, only Song Lin and Shen Qian are left at this moment.

One stood, the other sat, eyes meeting in midair, sparks flew.

Suddenly, Song Lin rushed forward with both hands on the desk, his eyes tired and bloodshot: "Why?"

It is almost a low growl, but the simple three words suppress sadness, grief, anger, pain... all kinds of emotions.

Shen Qian met his questioning eyes, not evasive.

"I gave a chance." You didn't grasp it, and Shen Hou took advantage of it.

"Fart! You clearly agreed not to compete with me for the Jufeng project, why did you turn back?"

Shen Qian knew too much about his brother's temper. If he knew that Houhou was behind the scenes, he would definitely not give up. So only-

"Tianshui also needs this project, I regret it. Sorry."

"Then why did you agree?!" He gave him hope, but when he was about to reach Consummation, he stomped on it.

He didn't get it, so he didn't do what he wanted.

But once you get it, or if you have a great opportunity to get it, but lose it in the end, that's cruel.

Song Rin was already holding the winning ticket, but at a critical juncture he shot out Shen Qian, "He... Hehe..."

The laughter was bleak.

"You fool me? Brother, for so many years, did you fool me?!"

Shen Qian was silent.

Song Lin leaned close and stretched out his hand to grab his neckline: "I don't understand, I really don't understand, why did we become like this between us?"

"I'm not a brother anymore." Shen Qian flicked his hand away, coldly looking away.

"Because of her? As for? Ah?! As for?!" Words weeping blood, full of grief, "You shouldn't have been like this..."

That cold-hearted, lonely and powerful Shen Qian will not lose his mind for a woman and become enemies with his brother. What's more, that woman is still his half-sister, who is born in a hostile position!

"Because of that incident, you have hated it until now, so you played such a hand and deliberately cheated me? If you want to get it first, you must give it first, haha... You really tried so hard!"

Shen Qian's eyes were calm, like a pool of stagnant water, without waves: "The matter is here, whatever you want."

"I think you are crazy to be fascinated by her! I knew that today, I shouldn't have put any'luxury incense' at the beginning, and send her directly to the west. How good is it?"

boom-

The office desk shook violently, and Shen Qian stood up suddenly and confronted him: "Dare you try to move her?"

"Hehe... You are really hopeless."

"That has nothing to do with you!"

"Shen Qian, you will regret it." Taking a deep look at him, Song Lin turned and left.

regret

The man twitched the corners of his mouth, sat back on the leather chair, and whispered softly: "So what? I don't care..."

Subsequently, Tan Yao pushed the door in: "Mr. Shen, the board of directors of the project had seen it yesterday and was unanimously optimistic about it, and finally approved it with unanimous votes."

"Let the project department follow up as soon as possible, do it well, do it well."

"Yes."

For Tianshui in today's eventful autumn, this project is like rain in time. Tan Yao naturally didn't dare to take it lightly. After quitting, he went directly to the project department to take command.

As a close minister of the emperor, he roughly guessed the cause and effect of this incident.

I thought to myself, Shen Hou still had some conscience, no matter what the starting point was, he would finally relieve Tianshui's near thirst.

In just one night, news of the collapse of the project spread throughout MT Finance.

As the main person responsible for the failure of the negotiation, Song Rin's pressure can be imagined.

First, Song Yuanshan, who was visiting the branch company in Europe, called in the middle of the night and scolded him bloody regardless of the reason.

"I rejected all the disagreements and gave you full responsibility for this project. In the end, how did you return me? Someone said that you are eager for quick success and quick gain. Let people say it!"

When Song Rin vowed to find him and asked to be responsible for this project, Song Yuanshan silently applauded the confidence and courage of his youngest son.

Only those with courage can do great things.

Song Yuanshan considered that it was time to give him a chance to enter the company's power center, and without much thought, he agreed.

"...Look at what you are doing?" The other end gasped heavily, obviously still in anger, "Song Lin, you disappointed me too much!"

"Dad, don't you intend to listen to my explanation?" The hoarse voice revealed a deep exhaustion and decadence.

Song Yuanshan heard it, but didn't intend to get used to him, and immediately sneered, "Explanation? In my opinion, that's an excuse! Failure is failure without any excuse. How important is this project to MT, you It’s not that I don’t know. Now it’s all messed up, how are you going to be responsible?! How do you ask me to explain to the board of directors?!"

Song Rin twitched the corner of his mouth, but it was uglier than crying.

No need to explain...

Failure is failure...

No reason, no excuse...

In an instant, he felt as if he was abandoned by the whole world, even more useless than a beggar on the side of the road or a tramp on the street.

"You don't want to go to the company for the time being, all the affairs at hand will be handed over to Agan."

Song Lin was shocked. Although he was extremely disappointed, he still couldn't let go of some things, "Dad! Do you have to do it this way?!"

The voice is stern.

"It's not that I won't, it's you who are too unbelievable!"

"Haha... I'm not up for it? How many chances have you given me? Once you fail, you will be determined. Don't you think you are too ruthless?!"

"Mud, I can't hold on to the wall." Song Yuanshan directly hung up the phone.

Song Rin held the phone, violently, his fingertips turned pale.

He didn't care.

It's over...

It's all over...

In the morning, Song Yuanshan's secretary reminded him to make a handover and leave the company as soon as possible.

Song Lin sat in the office chair and said nothing.

The old secretary couldn't help but sighed: "Little young master, I know you are not convinced, but for the sake of this plan, you can only do so to soothe the emotions of the board of directors. Staying will only make the situation worse. Listen to Uncle Liu's advice. , Stay in the green hills without worrying about no firewood, you are still young, there are many opportunities for a comeback, there is no need to smash to the end."

I don't know if these remarks worked, or Song Rin figured it out by himself, so he packed up his things at noon and left the company.

Standing in front of the MT Financial Building, he glanced at this place one last time.

Like an ant looking up at an elephant, he once thought he was a mosquito, dreaming of the dream of stinging an elephant, but in the end he found sadly that he was nothing.

Coming smugly, and leaving baldly.

"Haha..." He smiled and bent over.

I don’t know whether to laugh at myself, or at destiny, or both.

That night, Song Yuanshan flew back to Ningcheng from Europe and convened an emergency board of directors overnight. Not only did he conduct a deep review and reflection at the meeting, he also took the initiative to hand over the power of the company—

"Although the failure of this cooperation is not my direct responsibility, it is hard to shirk the blame. After all I am getting older, I feel that it is not as good as before. For the healthy development of the company, I decided to hand over the decision-making power to the president Song Gan, my director. You can achieve success and retreat for a long time, and enjoy a blessing."

No one had expected that Song Yuanshan would retreat after retreating, still in such a hasty situation.

But when I thought about it, I understood.

This time Song Rin’s mistakes will always have to be paid for. Many directors here are ready to take the opportunity to remove Song Yuanshan from the position of chairman. He never thought that he was scheming and preemptive, saying that he would retire when he retire, and directly handed over the decision-making power to Song Gan. in.

Fertilizer water does not flow into outsiders' fields.

Laozi had to withdraw from the stage, but before he left, he helped his son up. After all, MT Finance was still surnamed Song.

"congratulations."

"Mr Song is young and promising..."

Song's Villa.

"Oh, are you back?" The hostess Fang Yaqin was sitting on the sofa, turning on the TV, trimming her nails. Although the company lost a big project, she didn't seem to be affected, but she was in a great mood.

Song Rin didn't want to deal with her, so he went upstairs muffled.

"Are there any rules? No one can scream after raising you so much?"

"... Auntie."

"That's right, it's like that. After a few years of raising by my side, it's not like your mother who died prematurely. It's not at all polite."

"You shut up—" Song Rin looked at her with red eyes, "You are the least worthy of mentioning her in this world!"

With murderous intent coming, Fang Yaqin couldn't help but shrunk her neck, but her eyes became more fierce: "Heh, I don't even bother to mention it!"

She robbed someone else’s husband and gave birth to a wicked species. Does she still have a face

What right does a white-eyed wolf have to shout in front of her

"You are as cheap as your mother!" Fang Yaqin held these words in her heart for decades without vomiting, "What kind of thing is she Qin Sufang? While commensurate with my sister, she seduce my husband. The incident happened to her. Without being ashamed, he straightened up his big belly and came to me to show off his power. Seeing Song Yuanshan coming, he began to weep, with a pitiful look, slandering me and killing her."

"Back then, if it wasn't for me to sponsor her for her to go to school, do you think she would still survive?"

"You and your mother are all the same, ungrateful, and bite back!"

Song Lin's eyes were congested, and he rushed forward and directly pinched the woman's neck: "Do you dare to say my mom try? I'll kill you!"

Fang Yaqin had endured it for too long, and now she told the bitch's son to speak out the resentment that was in her heart. She felt a sense of excitement that she had never had before.

It seems that life is not important anymore, his eyes are shining, and he is crazy with excitement.

"Look—I raised you for so many years, but now you are strangling me to death. What is ungratefulness? You don’t let me mention it, I want to mention it! Qin Sufang thought she would escape all condemnation and spurning if she died? I tell, don’t think about it! Even if she is dead, it will be hard to atone for her sin!"

"I told you to shut up! Shut up!" The force tightened.

Fang Yaqin's cheeks flushed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and her eyes rolled white, but the smile on the corner of her mouth became more and more open, with a touch of joy and determination.

She laughed. The lack of oxygen made her unable to speak, but she still gritted her teeth, holding on to each word:

"You... don't know... Agan has gone well... taking over the power of the company... you... no chance... my son... is the final winner..."

Song Lin was struck by lightning.

Fang Yaqin was out of breath, but there was a strange excitement in her eyes.

Qin Sufang, you couldn't take my husband away while you were alive, and your son is still useless after death!

"Hahaha...hahaha..." She laughed wildly.

Song Rin trembled all over, slowly withdrew his hand, as if his soul had been drawn out, swimming up to the second floor like a wild ghost.

Fang Yaqin fell on the sofa with terrible red marks on her white neck, but she was more comfortable than ever!

Some people think that the whole world owes him, but in fact, they are doing it for themselves!

Shen Hou still learned of this series of changes from Miao Miao's mouth.

Song Lin went out, MT Finance reshuffled, Song Gan may become the biggest winner.

Since the previous contract with Ma, she has stopped paying attention to Song Rin's movements.

It's just a bereavement dog, it's not necessary.

It has to be fermented to a certain level, and she will naturally hear what she wants to hear, such as at this moment—

"... This time the illegitimate son of the Song family is miserable, and I am afraid that he will never have a chance to turn over again."

Miao Miao shook his head and sighed while gossiping.

Shen Hou: "Have you finished the topic?"

Miao Miao nodded fiercely: "It's done! I found that my speed seems to be getting faster and faster. Last time it was a minute earlier, this time it was a minute and a half earlier."

"keep it up."

"okay!"

At five o'clock, the two of them finished their work, and Shen Hun sent Miao Miao home. Not surprisingly, he saw the black Mercedes following behind.

She dialed Quan Hanting's mobile phone number, and the other end was quickly received—

"baby?"

"Go to Binjiang Road?"

"my pleasure."

This man is getting on the line more and more.

The two parked their car on the side of the road and walked hand in hand to the bank of the river, where the orange brilliance of the setting sun enveloped the two standing side by side.

Jiang Feng caressed, Shen Hou's long hair swayed in the wind.

Quan Hanting stretched out his hand to keep her ears away for her, "Why is there suddenly the leisurely feeling of strolling along the riverside?"

"Why, in your eyes, I don't understand romance so much?"

"It's not that you don't understand, it's that you don't need to understand. Romance is something a man has to consider. You are only responsible for enjoying romance."

"Okay, the mouth is so sweet! Let me see, is there any candy in it?" As he said, he stretched out his hand to break the man's thin lips.

Quan Hanting opened her mouth and bit her finger, she whispered: "What are you doing?"

"Sweet or not, just look useless, you have to taste..."

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