"Nothing else, I'm leaving first." Abandoning this sentence, Jiang Shuokai strode away.
The smile on Miao Miao's face gradually condensed, and he turned to look at Shen Hou: "It is hidden, this person must have a problem!"
"That's nothing to do with us..." Shen Hou looked at the direction where the man's back disappeared, and muttered softly, "At least, it has nothing to do with us for the time being."
"For now?" Miao Miao frowned.
"How is Hangya recently?" Shen Hou asked suddenly.
Miao Miao was stunned, this topic... Did it turn too fast
"I contacted Sister Cai yesterday. She said that the staff in all departments of the company are almost the same. She will personally check the interviews. The recruits are also young people, and a strict assessment system has been established. In addition, Chen Mo was also last week. Report to the company."
Shen Wei looked straight ahead, "What kind of person do you think Chen Mo is?"
Miao Miao was surprised: "Which aspect do you mean?"
"Character, ability, and life."
"Chen Mo... how do you put it?" Miao Miao pondered for a moment. "He is a student of advertising shooting and production, and he has strong business skills. There is no doubt about this. From professional knowledge to innovation ability, looking at the entire industry, he can be called 'Excellent'. But in terms of being a man..."
"how is it?"
"He has a vision and is very shrewd, and he knows how to extract favorable information in the worst situation, so as to make the most correct choice."
Shen Hou raised his eyebrows, "How can you see it?"
"When Hangya was still Mingya and belonged to the Mingda Group, you had a group of people who were late because of your late arrival and you were expelled directly. Later, from the surveillance, you saw that Chen Mo had a brief exchange with one of them.
Shen Hui nodded, but she still asked Cai Yun to check the surveillance.
It was also because of that incident that Chen Mo, a talented person, left a deep impression on Shen Hun's mind.
Not for other things, just for the shrewdness of judging the situation and the keenness of hearing the wind.
Miao Miao: "Think about it now, maybe he had already guessed something at that time, otherwise, he would have no courage to stay in the same place after Mingya was acquired and wait, not to find a bright way out." After all, by his. With professionalism and business level, it is easy to find a next home far better than Mingya.
Shen Wei smiled and glanced at Miao Miao.
"Um... Why are you looking at me with such a look?" My heart is flustered, is it swollen and broken
"Since you can see Chen Mo's ulterior motives, it means here—" She imaginaryly clicked the position of Miao Miao's heart twice, "Quanzuorou is no less than the other party."
Miao Miao was shocked, panic flashed across his eyes, "Mr Shen..."
"Don't be nervous, I'm not the emperor, and I don't like the'Holy Will is unpredictable'. You and Chen Mo can guess what I'm thinking. That's your ability, and it's your refuge in the workplace.
Miao Miao pursed her lips, and suddenly felt a little ridiculous—
Chen defaulted that she was smarter than other Mingya employees, and she thought she was smarter than Chen Mo, but in the end, their every move was under Shen Hun's nose.
If you see it through, don't tell it, this is the real smart man!
Shen Wei lifted his jaw slightly, "Continue."
Uh…
What to continue
Miao Miao was stunned for two seconds before reacting. When she said "continue", she continued to say what kind of person Chen Mo was.
"Chen Mo... shrewd is shrewd, but he always feels less courageous and indecisive in speaking and doing things."
This can be seen from the fact that he brought Wei Wanyang to see Shen Hou without permission.
Miao Miao: "No matter what the relationship between Miss Wei and him is, and what Chen Mo thinks about her, a person who can't resist soft words and does not know how to refuse will easily be led by the other party in the negotiation field. Nose away."
This is also where Shen Xu is most dissatisfied with Chen Mo.
Shopping malls are like battlefields. If the generals are unable to kill and decisively, how can they lead the soldiers to conquer the city
A raging soldier, and a raging nest.
"Actually," Miao Miao's eyes flickered, "I don't think Chen Mo may be able to secure the position of AirAsia CEO."
Anyway, Shen Wei has already touched her, Miao Miao simply no longer hides it, guessing about the holy will? Then guess it!
Are dead pigs afraid of boiling water
There is not much difference between a broken tank and two drops.
Shen Hou gave her a funny look, his clear and clear gaze seemed to penetrate everything, knowing it well.
"You are not afraid that these words will let Chen Mo listen to you, and you will never end with you?"
"Heh! He couldn't sit on the throne himself, and the stranger said he had a small butt?"
"..."
Shen Hou thoughtfully.
Miao Miao carefully observed her face: "It seems that Shen always thought of a way?"
"You want to be a roundworm in my stomach?"
"Ah, if you can."
"... Don't be poor." Shen Hun smiled, and said suddenly: "Have you heard of the'catfish effect'?"
While the catfish disturbs the living environment of the small fish, it also activates the survival ability of the small fish.
Miao Miao was surprised: "You mean..."
Shen Wei did not respond, and stepped forward on his own.
"Hey, wait for me, I haven't finished the question yet..." He said, trotting to keep up.
If Chen Mo is a "little fish," then who is President Shen preparing to be this ferocious "catfish"
In any case, Chen Mo's future should not be too easy.
Hehe...
MT Finance, President's Office.
Knock knock—
There was a slightly rapid knock on the door, and Song Gan couldn't help frowning, and said sorry to the other end of the video, "... President Xu, I'm really sorry. We will make an appointment later... OK, goodbye."
The video was interrupted, and the man took off the headset, threw it on the desk with a bang, and said coldly, "Come in."
"Mr Song..."
It's Tian Hui.
Song Gan's eyes tightened, and he stood up quickly, "What happened?"
Before that, he explained to Tian Hui that he wanted to hold a very important video conference and should not be interrupted if there were no special circumstances.
Now, Tian Hui hurriedly knocked on the door, showing that... Things are not optimistic.
"Just now the kindergarten teacher called and said that Xiaole had a fever again, and she had vomiting and diarrhea. They called an ambulance and it was time to go to the hospital now."
"Which hospital?" Song Gan took his coat and strode out.
Tian Hui followed closely: "City Children's Hospital."
…
"Daddy Xiaole, you are finally here!" The head teacher turned around anxiously, seeing Song Gan as if seeing a savior, rushing to meet him.
"Teacher, what is Xiaole's situation now?" He raised his eyes and looked around, "Where is the person?"
"The doctor said it was acute appendicitis, so you should sign it quickly, and sign it! The child is already convulsing with pain. It is too much torment..." Before he finished speaking, his voice became a little choked.
The teacher turned his back and wiped the corners of his eyes.
The operation is still going on, Songkran has gradually calmed down from the initial panic.
He asked the teacher to leave and waited in the operating room by himself.
"You go back too."
Tian Hui was taken aback: "Can you do it alone?"
"There are caregivers."
"Then... I'm leaving now?"
Songkran nodded.
Tian Hui sighed lightly and turned to leave.
Pity the parents of the world...
After another half an hour, the corridors of the hospital were shining brightly with lights, but they were still terribly deserted and quiet.
Suddenly, the red light "in operation" went out.
The door of the operating room opened from the inside, and two nurses pushed out the hospital bed. Wei Xiaole was lying on a snow-white layer with his eyes closed and his face pale.
Song Gan only glanced at it, and his heart tightened.
"Doctor, how is my son?"
"Minor surgery, it's okay. But he still has a fever. You should take care of your parents."
"Thank you, I will pay attention."
…
When Wei Wanyang came over, Song Gan was sitting on the bench in the corridor, leaning his head back against the wall, and his clothes were so messy that he was accustomed to meticulous clothes.
There was a gray haggard.
"Where is Xiaole?"
Her response was a long silence.
The woman looked anxious, "Songgan, didn't you hear what you asked?! Where is my son?"
The man raised his eyes coldly: "So you still know that Xiaole is your son?"
The cold gaze scanned her from head to toe, and a sneer gradually hung up on her lips, "Which meal did this come from? It didn't delay your laughing or selling meat?"
"Song Gan, I don't want to fight with you. Xiaole is sick, I have to take care of him!"
"Why did you go early? Where were you when the child was lying on the operating table with pain and twitching all over? Why bother to pretend to be a mother now?"
Wei Wanyang's eyes were red with anger, but still suppressed his temper, took a deep breath: "Say it again, I want to see Xiaole! Right away! Right away!"
The man was unmoved and said forcefully: "Don't expect to see Xiaole again. I don't want to do it to you in the hospital. If you are interested, you will get out of it. Go back and accompany you those gold masters and benefactors. You are not needed here!
"Song Gan, I want to see my son, why are you not allowed?!"
"Only I am Xiaole's righteous guardian, and you are not even a competent mother, so what qualifications do you have to see him?"
"Don't deceive people too much!"
Song Gan sneered, "What about bullying you?"
"Is it over?" The nurse on duty walked over and said in a bad tone: "You have to go home and talk about your husband's affairs. This is the hospital!"
"You come here to me—" Song Gan clasped the woman's slender wrist and couldn't help but pull her away.
The two came to a secluded corner, Wei Wanyang: "What are you doing?! Let go—"
The man closed his hand abruptly, the woman's center of gravity was unstable, and she sat on the ground. The black silk stockings were torn apart due to scratching, from the roots of the thighs to the knees, embarrassed and fragile.
Song Gan stayed away from his eyes: "You are not worthy of being a mother." After speaking, he turned and left.
…
At six o'clock in the morning, the sky was still light.
"Water... I want to drink water..."
Song Gan was awakened suddenly, raised his head and met a pair of wronged eyes.
The little boy's mouth was slumped, just because this person would not let him live with his mother, and didn't want to talk to him, but...
The little brow furrowed for a moment.
What if he is thirsty and wants to drink water
"Wake up? Does the stomach hurt?" Song Gan pretended not to see the indifference on the little guy's face, and reached out to probe the temperature of his forehead.
"... Pain." As soon as he opened his mouth, he was sorely aggrieved.
No matter how precocious, he is just a five-year-old child.
"It's so painful, I thought I was going to the top and I would never come back again." The little head looked up at the ceiling with awe and mystery.
Song Gan frowned: "Who taught you?"
The topic of death is too heavy to be talked about by a child his age.
Wei Xiaole showed disapproval: "This is still useful for teaching? Isn't it all performed in TV dramas?"
Song Gan: "..."
"Um... Can you pour me a glass of water? I'm thirsty."
"That? Which one? You won't be able to scream after being sick?"
"Don't give love, don't bring it down!" After speaking, he closed his eyes angrily.
Song Gan got up and stood by the bed, looking down for a long while, "The stinky boy has a very big temper..."
Wei Xiaole just didn't open it.
Song Gan did not speak.
The father and son stood in a stalemate for ten minutes, and the young boy finally couldn't help crying: "I want to drink water! You badass!"
Song Gan couldn't laugh or cry: "It's almost done, don't howl! The doctor said you can't drink water before exhausting. You should stop a little bit. The more you cry, the drier your throat becomes."
…
At ten o'clock in the morning, Song Gan had to leave the hospital and go back to the company to continue the video conference that was not completed yesterday.
Before leaving, call the nurse: "Take care of my son, and also, don't allow other people to step into this ward, understand?"
"Understood, don't worry."
As soon as Song Gan left, the woman who had been guarding the hospital door all night quietly touched the ward.
"Are you?" The nurse frowned, faintly guarded.
Wei Wanyang: "I am the child's mother, come and bring him breakfast."
The suspicion in the nurse's eyes was even greater: "You, send breakfast?" The tone was weird and tight.
"Yes." Wei Wanyang was calm and composed, she couldn't deal with Song Gan, couldn't she still deal with a middle-aged aunt
But the fact is, she really can't handle it.
"Miss, you may have gone to the wrong room. The kid inside has just had an appendicitis operation, not to mention eating, even drinking water. Also, it's half past ten, and it’s time to have lunch in an hour. Yes, you’re here to deliver breakfast. Isn’t it a bit inappropriate?"
The woman's smile froze.
"Mr. Song explained before he left that no one is allowed to come to see the child, you... better go quickly."
How can a middle-aged woman fail to see the similarities between the child inside and the eyebrows of the woman in front of her
What can you tell
She charged twice as much as the nursing fee, so she had to act according to their requirements.
Wei Wanyang's eyes were perplexed, didn't he mean fever? Why has it become appendicitis
It wasn't until this time that she realized how incompetent she was as a mother.
Song Gan is right, she is not worthy...
"This lady, the child is actually fine. The doctor also said that he is recovering well. You should go back to freshen up and communicate with the child's father. Anyway, you are the child's mother..."
Wei Wanyang left the hospital in despair.
Slowly raising his head, his eyes were at a loss like never before.
At this moment, her cell phone rang—
"Hey… "
"Sister Wanyang, it's my KK. Just received the news that Song Lin, the largest shareholder of Feiyang, died unexpectedly not long ago. His shares will be notarized by the notary office and be inherited by his family as an inheritance. I checked and found that most of these shares will be transferred. In Songgan's hands..."
"Who are you talking about?!" A Ji Ling, she suddenly became sober.
"Song Gan, is the current president of MT, Song Rin's brother. Sister Wanyang? Sister Wanyang? Are you still listening? Hey..."
Wei Xiaole stayed in the hospital for two days before returning to the villa to recuperate.
Xu was suffering from a serious illness, and he hadn't recovered his spirit and spirit. This period of time was exceptionally well-behaved.
When he was mischievous, Song Gan always got angry and half to death. Now he doesn't make trouble or jumps, and the dad starts to feel distressed again.
"what do you want?"
"Huh?" The young boy looked at him suspiciously.
Song Gan picked up the toy at his feet and handed it over, "You are very obedient during this period. As a reward, Dad will buy you whatever you want."
"Anything?"
"Let's talk about it first."
"I want mom..."
The man's face suddenly sank: "Except for this."
"I don't want anything else."
Song Gan couldn't help having a headache, took a deep breath, hugged him on his knees, and sat patiently, "You said, what is good about Wei Wanyang? She is so busy, she doesn't even have time to take care of you, and she often gets drunk. There is no way to give you a warm home..."
"Nonsense!" The young boy blushed with anger and his neck was thick. "That's not the case! My mother is very busy because she wants to make money to support me, tuition, living expenses, cram school, summer camp, summer vacation abroad, and buying toys. I need money. As long as my mother is free, she will cook a lot of dishes and snacks that I like to eat, and let me share it with my classmates. Everyone knows that my mother is very good and is the best and best person in the world!"
"She can cook?" Song Gan raised his eyebrows.
"Well," the young boy nodded, showing pride, "and it's so delicious!"
"Really..." the man whispered.
When he knew Wei Wanyang, the smelly girl would be shattered as long as she moved the pots and pans, and the kitchen could be lit by the fire.
I haven't seen you in five years, but I have grown!
"Dad, shall we invite my mother to dinner together? She likes the steaks at the western restaurant in Sim Lim Square the most."
Songkran had a meal, "Sim Lim Square?"
"Yeah! The house with a super-large robot cat at the door."
The man's face became more and more weird.
"Good? Good?"
"Tsk, Wei Xiaole, don't make trouble!"
"I want to eat steak too, let's go together..."
Who said that only girls can act like a baby
This is not too much in front of me.
Song Gan was too annoyed by the little guy, and remembered that he was in the hospital that day, he was indeed a little overwhelmed. Looking back, Wei Wanyang was also worried about Xiaole. In fact, it was nothing to look at...
"Okay! Go if you want!"
The little boy looked hopeful, even throwing his toys aside, looking at Song Gan with wet eyes: "Then can I ask my mother to go with us?"
"casual."
"Yeah! Then I'll call and tell her now!" As he said, he ran back to the room happily.
and many more-
"Wei Xiaole, where did you get your phone?!"
"..." It's over, too excited to forget this.
studio.
"Sister Wan Yang, another long-term film and television company called just now."
After experiencing countless changes that were a hundred times worse than before, now Wei Wanyang has been able to face calmly and calmly, "Let's talk, who has been replaced this time?"
"Yes... Qin Qin."
"okay, I get it."
"Sister Wanyang, why are you not in a hurry? During this period of time, the artists in our studio were replaced and moved by the film and television company. The resources that were finally obtained were so frustrated that it was so maddening! If this continues, the big guys will have to drink northwest wind..."
"Urgently useful?" Wei Wanyang raised his eyes lightly.
It's not that she hasn't been in a hurry, and even thought of many extreme ways, but it is useless and useless, even if she vomits blood in a hurry, there will be no turning point.
Therefore, she can only force herself to calm down.
"You go out first, I know it in my heart."
"Just know that Sister Wanyang, you must have a way! After so many big winds and waves have survived, this time, it will definitely be safe and sound."
Wei Wanyang smiled, only she herself knows how bitter it is.
"You go out and tell KK by the way, I have something to look for her."
Two minutes later, "Sister Wan Yang, are you looking for me?"
"Before, you said you asked Songgan in the name of the studio?"
"Yes. But people don't kill me, so the secretary will deal with it."
Wei Wanyang frowned.
"Sister, did you think of a way?"
"... To listen to the truth?"
"of course!"
"not at all."
"..."
Song Gan must see him, but Wei Wanyang is not sure of his attitude, for fear that seeing him will add fuel to the fire.
What's more, that person knew that she bought Feiyang Entertainment to accumulate enough capital to regain Xiaole, so how could he agree to sell her shares
Suddenly, the phone rang.
She picked it up: "Hello, I'm Wei Wan..."
"mom!"
"Xiaole?! Are you well? Is it still painful? Sorry, mother failed to visit you."
The words were not finished, but the voice became choked.
"It's all well, it doesn't hurt at all. I know that you have to make money to support me. I am usually very busy. Xiaole is not afraid of being alone in the hospital."
Wei Wanyang gritted his teeth, his heart softened into cotton candy, sweet and bitter.
"Mom, let's have dinner together tonight, okay? Go to your favorite western restaurant in Sim Lim Square."
"Okay, then I'll drive to pick you up in a while."
"No, Dad and I will go there first, and you can drive over again."
"Song Gan, too?!"
"Yes! You must come!"
The woman's eyes were dim, and a smile suddenly appeared, "Okay."
There is always a way out…
It's night, Sim Lim Square, MacJessie's restaurant.
"Mom—we are here!" The little boy stood on the stool, waving his little arm, his eyes bright and amazing.
Song Gan saw his son's excitement in his eyes, and a slight movement flashed on his face, and instantly changed back to frowning, and a sigh that seemed like nothing escaped his lips.
When he turned his head to look at Wei Wanyang, his expression had returned to calm.
It seems that the thoughts that flashed in that moment and the entanglement that was constantly being cut and chaotic have never appeared.
Although the current relationship between the two is not suitable for sitting down and eating, Song Gan still played a gentleman manner and opened the seat for her.
The woman seemed to come after being well-dressed.
Wearing a small black dress with slanted shoulder design, revealing snow-white shoulders and two delicate clavicles, the long hair is pulled up and loosely fixed behind the head, leaving a few strands of broken hair hanging freely on the ear side, adding a lazy style.
Red lips are like fire, tactfully and coquettishly.
Between a young girl and a young woman, it does not lose its pure charm, but also has a mature charm.
The beauty is different and eye-catching.
The eyes of the men around were vaguely floating in this direction, Song Gan subconsciously twisted his eyebrows, until Wei Xiaole called out "Mom", and the fiery look suddenly disappeared.
Song Gan felt for the first time that the brat didn't seem to be that bad.
"Thank you." After Wei Wanyang took his seat, he glanced back at him and smiled lightly.
The man looked away and his voice was cold: "You're welcome."
The dishes were ordered before, and they were delivered to the table soon.
"Three, please take your time."
Wei Wanyang cut his own steak, evenly sized and neat, and then exchanged it to Wei Xiaole, who accepted it calmly. Obviously, the mother and son are usually like this.
Seeing this, Song Gan couldn't help but curl his eyebrows: "He is five years old, so he can cut himself."
The young boy immediately: "I won't!"
"Then learn."
He said disapprovingly and looked at Wei Wanyang: "You are too used to him."
This time, the woman miraculously did not refute, but chose to remain silent.
Song Gan glanced at her strangely.
Since the two reunited and experienced another battle to win their sons, Wei Wanyang, this woman, hasn't stopped, but today she is very well-behaved!
"Mom cuts it better."
Song Gan: "Cut it yourself!" As he said, he changed the cut that Wei Wanyang had cut to him.
The woman has a meal.
The little boy was dumbfounded, "How can you do this?!"
"why not?"
"That was cut by my mother! Wouldn't you cut it yourself if you want to eat?"
"Well, this sentence is pretty decent," Song Gan nodded, and then returned it to him intact. "Can you not cut it if you want to eat it?"
Wei Xiaole: "..." God! Angry little friends!
In the end, out of revenge, the little guy grunted and begged for justice: "Then you cut it yourself!"
Song Gan: "Okay."
After that, he returned the steak that had been cut in front of him to Wei Wanyang.
After going around in circles, I finally returned to the original position.
The little boy cut the plate creaky, badass! Bastard!
Song Gan ate his own food and turned a blind eye to a little bun with deep resentment.
After a while, Wei Xiaole felt boring himself, and began to cut the steak obediently.
Song Gan glanced at it, "So you still know how to cut it."
Little boy: "..."
In general, the meal was a pleasant one, and it was also the first time Song Gan and Wei Wanyang lived peacefully together after five years.
"I'm going to see the fountain!" The satiated young boy couldn't use up all his energy, and he would jump out one by one.
Wei Wanyang: "You slow down..."
Song Gan: "Try another stinky boy? Walk well!"
The square is very lively.
Seeing other children shuttle between the fountains, Wei Xiaole was eager to try.
The mother did not agree: "Don't go, you can catch a cold when your clothes get wet."
The dad disapproved: "A man should look like a man. What are you afraid of? Go if you want to play.
Wei Wanyang frowned slightly, and finally said nothing.
Song Gan stood outside the fountain, separated from the young boy by a long distance, but his sight was firmly locked in.
"Remember that restaurant?" The woman suddenly said.
Song Gan paused, but didn't take his gaze back, "Remember."
"Five years ago, you brought me here."
"Wei Wanyang, what on earth do you want to say?" The man felt a very weird feeling in his heart, and this feeling was not good, and it might even make him feel dangerous, so he could only cover it up with a cold expression and a cold tone. .
Subconsciously, he didn't want this abnormality to be known by Wei Wanyang.
There is no reason, it's all intuition.
"Songgan, in the past five years, have you... ever thought of me?"
"No."
"Oh, the outside world says that you are a gentleman of Qianqian, gentle as jade, but in my opinion, your heart is harder than a stone!
"Why do you think I would miss a woman who betrayed me?"
"I can explain!"
"Explanation? Isn't you the one who stole the reserve price of the bidding case?"
"..."
Song Gan sneered: "The surveillance clearly captured the picture. You stole the key while I was asleep, opened the safe, and looked at the reserve price. What else can you justify?"
"Do you want to hear why I did this?"
"I don't want to."
Wei Wanyang: "Do you remember Wei Chong?"
Wei Chong
Song Gan frowned, a little familiar, but couldn't remember who it was.
"It looks like you don't remember it anymore."
"He is my father. After you forcibly acquired the investment company that you worked so hard to create, he jumped from the top of the building and fell to blood."
Song Gan's pupils shrank: "So you are his daughter."
"Yes, I am her daughter, so I want revenge, and let you taste the taste of failure."
"Stupid!" the man scolded coldly.
Wei Wanyang leaned forward and backward with a smile, tears came out: "Yes, what you said is right, I can't think of drilling the horns, I would actually use such a naive and stupid way to retaliate." Even, he also came up with innocence. Body...
Finally there was Xiaole.
Song Gan: "The game in the market is like a battlefield competition. Either you die or I die. Your father could not bear the consequences of failure and chose to commit suicide. In the final analysis, his cowardice killed himself."
Why doesn't Wei Wanyang understand this truth
The father was cowardly and could not stand the blow of failure, but he betrayed his mother so cruelly and made her end with hatred, and in the end he couldn't die.
Now she looked back at her former self, only to realize that she was once so naive and stupid.
"Wei Wanyang, no matter what you think, I have a clear conscience."
"Why didn't you sue me? You obviously have evidence, you can send me to jail as long as you show it out."
Song Gan's eyes were dim. To tell the truth, even he himself didn't know why he would let this nasty woman easily. Maybe... "Ri" Jiushengqing
Oh, he coldly curled his lips, and a touch of self-deprecating appeared in his eyes.