The 80th birthday banquet of the old man of the Xiao family is a great event for the upper class in Beijing.
The Xiao family is a well-known and wealthy family in Beijing. At the beginning, the Xiao family joined forces with several domestic home appliance companies to resist foreign investment acquisitions, and eventually created the myth of being the world's number one in the home appliance industry of Country Z. It is still talked about today. When the Xiao family was at its peak, it was even able to compete with the Gu family and keep pace with them.
Although the Xiao Group has suffered several heavy losses and its strength has been greatly reduced, it still sits firmly on the throne of the four major families in Beijing and remains standing. In recent years, Xiao Chengyu has been managing the Xiao Group, and together with his father Xiao Zhiyuan, they have worked together to balance the shareholders' meeting, giving the Xiao Group a potential for revival, making people dare not underestimate it.
Old Master Xiao was wearing a maroon Tang suit, his white hair was combed meticulously, his old face was full of energy, and he was a man who was in high spirits when he met people who liked him.
At this time, Mr. Xiao was talking with his old friends.
"In the blink of an eye, we have all become immortal. Brother Xiao, you are so lucky. Zhiyuan is in charge of the Xiao family, and you can rest assured. Now Chengyu is such an outstanding child, with some of your charm back then. With a few more years of hard work, it will be hard for the Xiao family not to prosper."
There was genuine envy in his tone.
"Yes, Chengyu seemed a bit impetuous a few years ago, but now he can stand on his own. He has great potential. Brother Xiao, you have taught him well!"
"Cheng Yu's excellence is obvious to all. In our capital, only the descendants of the Gu, Ling, and Wen families are as outstanding as him."
Hearing all the compliments from his old friends, Mr. Xiao became more and more radiant: "Chengyu, that kid, is not worthy of your praise. He does have some skills, but he is still young and needs a few more years of training."
Although his words were humble, his meaning was not ambiguous at all, and he accepted almost all the praises for his grandson.
He is filled with pride at his promising grandson.
"The banquet is about to start, why hasn't Chengyu come yet?"
Mr. Xiao was determined to introduce Cheng Yu to these senior business people. If he could get them to look at him differently, it would be a great fortune for Cheng Yu.
Xiao Zhiyuan said, "I called Chengyu earlier. Some minor incidents happened in the group not long ago and he needs to deal with them personally. He is on his way here now and will probably be here before the banquet starts."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Zhiyuan's cell phone rang.
He quickly picked up the phone.
Not knowing what was said on the phone, Xiao Zhiyuan widened his eyes in disbelief, his face turning gloomy.
Mr. Xiao's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly asked, "Zhiyuan, was it Chengyu's call? What did he say?"
Did something happen in the group
Xiao Zhiyuan stared at Old Man Xiao woodenly, and said with trembling lips: "Dad, Chengyu was in a car accident and is now in the hospital for treatment. His condition is critical..."
"What?" Old Master Xiao staggered and fell straight backwards.
"Dad..." Xiao Zhiyuan was horrified.
There was also a violent commotion at the banquet, and the birthday party became extremely chaotic for a moment.
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Old Master Xiao fell down because of the blood and qi attacking his heart. Fortunately, he recovered after taking medicine.
"Zhiyuan, Zhiyuan, my grandson..."
With the help of Xiao Zhiyuan, Mr. Xiao hurried to the hospital. He didn't even care about the guests at the banquet. He was only thinking about his grandson's safety.
This eighty-year-old man, who was full of energy just now, now has a head full of messy white hair, as if all his energy was drained out of him in an instant, and he instantly became old.
"Dad, please slow down..." In a short period of time, the father's blood and qi attacked his heart, and his son was lying in the emergency room with his life or death unknown, which made Xiao Zhiyuan extremely depressed.
“Chengyu…” Old Master Xiao turned a deaf ear and called Xiao Chengxiang’s name in a trembling voice. He rushed towards the emergency room with unsteady steps.
For Old Man Xiao, he had high hopes for Xiao Chengxiang and had placed the Xiao family's honor, disgrace, prosperity and decline in his hands. Xiao Chengyu was not only his pride, but also his most beloved grandson. Now he suddenly heard that his grandson had a car accident and was lying in the emergency room for rescue. For him, it was undoubtedly a huge blow.
"Dad, don't worry. Cheng Yu is a lucky man. He will be fine." Xiao Zhiyuan comforted his father, but his voice was full of weakness.
Xiao Chengyu is his son. Although the relationship between father and son has become distant since what happened that year, he is still his only son. No one in this world worries about him more than him.
As soon as Xiao Zhiyuan finished speaking, the heavy door of the emergency room slammed open.
Old Master Xiao and Xiao Zhiyuan could not help but feel cold all over their bodies and stood stiffly, like criminals awaiting sentencing.
At this time, a doctor came out and apologized: "I'm sorry, we have tried our best."
Old Master Xiao couldn't help but feel his heart and liver breaking. He covered his chest, staggered a step, and asked in a trembling voice: "You...what did you say?"
Xiao Zhiyuan's face was even more grim, his mind went blank, and he was unable to react for a moment.
"During the accident, the glass from the car window pierced into the deceased's neck, causing him to lose a lot of blood in a short period of time. When he was sent to the hospital, his vital signs were already very weak. After an hour of emergency treatment, he was confirmed dead."
After saying this, he closed his eyes.
Although he was used to seeing life and death as a hospital worker, he still couldn't help but feel pity when he saw the father and son sending their child off.
"Impossible!" Xiao Zhiyuan screamed, "Today is my father's 80th birthday party, it's obviously a happy event, how could it be possible..."
How is it possible that a happy event turns into a funeral
Just then, a cart slowly pushed out of the emergency room.
Above is Xiao Chengyu's body.
"Cheng Yu—" Old Master Xiao rushed over and pulled away the white sheet on his grandson's head. When an unconscious body appeared in front of him, he could no longer support his battered body, and his whole body was on the verge of collapse.
Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes were already bloodshot.
"Boom—" Old Master Xiao couldn't withstand the blow, and his body suddenly fell to the ground, unconscious.
"Dad—" Xiao Zhiyuan screamed in pain.
"Doctor, doctor, someone come quickly, Dad... I hope nothing happens to you..." Xiao Zhiyuan crawled on the ground, screaming miserably.
In such a short period of time, the pain of losing a son caused even a strong man to collapse.
At this moment, the door of an emergency room next door opened, and the same cart was pushed out of the emergency room. A white sheet covered the entire body, and it was pushed to the hospital morgue.