On the contract on the coffee table, there are two delicate and elegant characters written in the signature in the lower right corner, the writing is light but smooth. Sure enough, the characters are just like the person himself, with gentle and elegant handwriting just like Yan Kuan himself. Seeing that Yan Kuan had already signed his name, together with the company's official seal, Wen Xiangqian was completely relieved, and readily picked up a pen to sign his name.
The contract was in triplicate. Xie Ying stood aside and took away the contract that both of them had already signed, and then took out a new copy from the folder and put it on the table. It was the same step as before, and Yan Kuan quietly signed and sealed it. Zhang, and then transferred the contract to Wen Xiangqian. After repeating this three times, all the contracts were signed. Xie Ying took two of the contracts away for backup, leaving only the one for Wen Xiangqian on the coffee table.
Before Wen Xiangqian made any moves, Yan Kuan had already reached out to help Wen Xiangqian pick up the contract, and put both hands in front of Wen Xiangqian: "Brother Xiangqian, this is the company's acquisition contract. It is sold at a price of 100,000 yuan, please keep it safe. As for the other companies you have left in the mainland, I will go through the process slowly."
"Thank you, Mr. Yan." Wen Xiangqian had a smile on his face, "I don't know if Mr. Yan has anything important to do this afternoon. Let's have a light meal together this afternoon?"
"This..." Yan Kuan hesitated for a moment, and said regretfully, "Brother Xiangqian, you don't know. A few days ago, my father suffered a coma and shock due to a myocardial infarction. His current physical condition is not optimistic. My elder brother is not at home. My father I can't leave people there now, I really have to find time to come out."
"Is your father better now? Why don't I go back with Mr. Yan to visit your father later." The smile on Wen Qianqian's face suddenly turned into worry like a face changing in a Sichuan opera.
"No… "
As soon as Yan Kuan highlighted a word, he was interrupted by a rush of mobile phone ringtones.
Yan Kuan glanced at Wen forward apologetically, took out his mobile phone with a low voice, and connected the call.
Before he could speak, the person on the other end of the phone shouted anxiously: "Second young master, it's not good, master, something happened to him!"
"What did you say?" Yan Kuan's complexion suddenly changed, and he stood up from the sofa all of a sudden, his soft voice has changed his tone, "What's going on, tell me clearly, wasn't I fine when I went out?"
"Not long after you came out, Second Young Master, the circuit in the old man's warehouse caught fire and lost the telephone line. I took people to fight the fire in Zizhuyuan and failed to take care of it, and the old man suffered a heart attack! Now he has been sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. You should go to the city immediately. Central Hospital!" The housekeeper shouted anxiously on the other end of the phone.
Yan Kuan's complexion changed, his soft facial lines tightened, "I see, I'll go over right now."
Yan Kuan put away his mobile phone quickly after saying this, and looked at Xie Ying who was standing by: "Xie Ying, please drive downstairs and wait for me, and go to the Central Hospital immediately."
Xie Ying nodded and left quickly, Yan Kuan picked up the two contracts on the table and followed him to the entrance, Wen Xiangqian saw the situation and his face also changed, he couldn't catch up with Yan Kuan, "What happened to Mr. Yan? "
"Yes, the butler told me on the phone that my father had been hospitalized due to a heart attack." Yan Kuan nodded, and opened the doorknob while speaking.
"Then," Wen Xiangqian hesitated for a moment, but still spoke: "My father and Mr. Yan are also old friends. If something happened to Mr. Yan, I think it is necessary for me to go and visit him."
What he said was sincere and from the heart. The Wen family and the Yan family were originally family friends, but after the opening of the country, the Wen family withdrew from the power center and went abroad for development. However, before the Wen family left, the Yan family was also close friends. They will be serious and clear, and sometimes they call each other, and even maintain the old tradition of writing letters.
Yan Yanqing is currently hospitalized, if he hadn't come to City C, of course he wouldn't take the initiative to speak up, but since he has already come, Yan Yanqing was hospitalized urgently, he should show his concern and visit him. What's more, he and Yan Kuan are now a comrade-in-arms alliance bound by interests.
"Alright." Yan Kuan paused slightly, and looked at Serious Qing gratefully, "Thank you Brother Xiangqian."
Wen moved forward for a moment, this was the first time he saw sincerity in Yan Kuan's eyes, but before he could speak, Yan Kuan had already turned his head and left the apartment. He quickly followed, and it took only ten minutes to drive to the Central Hospital.
At this time, the housekeeper continued to call to make Yan Kuan mentally prepared.
When Yan Kuan rushed to the ward according to the location the housekeeper said on the phone, the door of the advanced ward was already full of people, men and women, most of them were middle-aged people in their thirties, and there were also a few young girls With the man, they are the servants and security guards of the Yan family.
Yan Kuan didn't care to say hello to those people at the door, and went straight into the ward. In the ward, Butler Xu was standing beside the bed, looking at Serious Qing lying on the bed with grief. The grief on the face was even heavier, "Second Young Master, Master, he..."
"What's wrong with my dad?" Yan Kuan had already walked to the hospital bed, his eyes locked on Serious Qing's face, "What did the doctor say?"
Serious Qing's eyes were closed at this time, his face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and he was wearing an oxygen mask. The screen of the multi-parameter monitor beside him showed Serious Qing's very gentle heartbeat and extremely low pulse blood pressure. .
"Master was not rescued." Steward Xu's voice was particularly weak, containing self-blame and guilt, "It's all my fault for not paying attention. I should leave alone in the room after I leave."
"What is it that hasn't been rescued?" Yan Kuan turned around suddenly, his voice doubled, his clear eyes were no longer as warm and soft as usual, and there were shock and anger mixed in them.
Wen Xiangqian, who came with Yan Kuan, was also surprised. He thought it was just an ordinary myocardial infarction and he was hospitalized for treatment. It was not a big problem. How could he not be rescued
If it is really serious and clear that something unexpected happened, the current structure of the Yan family may have to undergo a major change. And he chose to stand on Yan Kuan's side, which may be a wise choice. Because it has long been impossible for him to form an alliance with Shao Jun, and no matter how powerful Shao Jun is in business, he is just a private enterprise, but Baoli Group is different, Baoli is a country made of iron, as long as Yan Kuan becomes the chairman of Baoli , his plan for domestic development can go smoothly.
The ward was filled with madness, butler Xu buried his head very low, and tears welled up in his eyes: "The doctor said... the master suffered a sudden myocardial infarction and went into shock. He was discovered too late and missed the golden four minutes. The brain was deprived of oxygen for too long and caused irreversible damage, and the person was saved, but... may become a vegetable and never wake up."
"What did you say?" Yan Kuan turned around abruptly, grabbing the butler's sleeve in a flash of lightning, "Did the doctor say that?"
"Yes." Steward Xu nodded slowly, "Also, even if he wakes up...it will be different from before."