Song Xuanhe pressed the door button of the elevator and watched Song Guochao approaching aggressively.
Song Guochao, who was still suppressing his anger with reason, saw Song Xuanhe's almost provocative expression, and the anger that he was trying to suppress instantly surged to the sky, almost breaking through his reason.
After all, compared with a grassland above your head being used as a horse farm by strangers and a horse running on the grassland being your own species, it is completely a two-level humiliation.
In the eyes of men like Song Guochao who are machismo at heart, even if Liu Xu is not his person, it is still his property, so he found that he was tricked by a gadget and forced to transfer 20% of the money. After the shares, under the extreme anger, he just ordered her to be hidden in the snow, so that she could learn a lesson, and never thought that she could still be with other men.
What's more, that other man is his son.
However, Song Guochao still retained a semblance of rationality even though his face was swollen to the color of a pig's liver. After all, he still wanted to save face, so when he noticed the vague sight of a certain high-level passing by, he gritted his back teeth and turned to Song. Xuan said softly, "Follow me to my office."
Song Xuanhe came out, brushing back the hair that hadn't been taken care of in the morning, under the smooth and smooth forehead, a pair of eyebrows and eyes showed some doubts: "Why?"
"Bastard!" Seeing Song Xuanhe's attitude of not respecting him at all and not caring at all, Song Guochao suddenly raised his voice, and after noticing the surrounding sight, he pressed it down again, his voice seemed to be squeezed out of his throat: "What did you do yourself that you don't know?"
"I don't know." Song Xuan and innocent drooping eyes were puzzled: "I have neither been late nor left early during this time, and I have not made any mistakes at work. What have I done?"
Song Xuanhe's innocent expression changed slightly after he finished speaking, and his brows furrowed a little bit. He seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes opened slightly.
For some reason, Song Guochao had a bad premonition in his heart, and subconsciously wanted to stop Song Xuanhe from talking.
However, before he could open his mouth, Song Xuanhe suddenly realized: "Could it be because I participated in the movie premiere yesterday and it was reported on the entertainment news?"
The corner of Song Guochao's mouth twitched, and he immediately wanted to open his mouth to interrupt Song Xuanhe.
But Song Xuanhe didn't give him a chance at all, the innocent expression on his face remained the same, but there was some wanton and careless expression in his eyes: "Yesterday there was indeed a female celebrity pestering me, I didn't want to talk to her, but she treated me She was pulling and pulling, and I don't know what her purpose is, but I pushed her away immediately, and I don't know what happened, it was on the news in the morning."
Hearing that Song Xuanhe belittled the woman he raised outside to nothing, and even secretly teased Liu Xu for sticking to him, he didn't want it. Song Guochao was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. Unexpectedly, Song Xuanhe hadn't finished talking yet, so he continued. : "Don't worry, I have a boyfriend, and I won't mess around with a woman of unknown origin. After all, no matter how bastard I am, I still have some principles of life. I won't engage in those nonsense before we break up." Four things."
After finishing speaking, Song Xuanhe smiled innocently, and said pointedly: "Boss Song, you are right."
Can Song Guochao say no
He had a face livid with anger, and he bit his cheeks so hard that he didn't speak.
Song Xuanhe seemed to suddenly remember that Song Guochao had something to ask him at this time, and asked, "By the way, Mr. Song, did you have something to do with me just now?"
Staring at this face that was somewhat similar to him, Song Guochao took a deep breath, and finally swallowed the furious words, gritting his teeth, "I'm going to..."
Song Xuanlin, who came late, interrupted Song Guochao. He was tall and long-legged, and he walked over to the two of them in a short while. Mr. Song just called and said that he will arrive at the company in half an hour, and you will hold the quarterly meeting this month. However, Mr. Zhang from the Finance Department suddenly asked for leave due to an urgent matter, and the financial statements have also been handed in. Maybe he will need it later You took it together."
Song Guochao's anger was instantly overwhelmed by the sudden urgency. He had been preparing for this quarterly meeting for a long time, just wanting to fight a turnaround. All the PPTs and presentation documents were fully prepared. At this time, the Finance Department suddenly When something happened, he naturally needed to rearrange it. He didn't even feel troubled by Song Xuan, so he turned around and walked to the office.
The little assistant who called Song Xuanlin breathed a sigh of relief. He winked at Song Xuanhe, showing a happy expression of escape, and pointed to Song Xuanlin and gave him a thumbs up, indicating that he was very capable.
Not long after Song Guochao arrived, the little assistant slipped away to find Song Xuanlin to rescue him. Naturally, he didn’t know that Song Guochao had already been dealt with by Song Xuanhe. The corners of the corners of the people who watched the whole process raised the corners of their mouths amusedly.
He had already understood how quick-spoken the irritable and irritable Song Ershao was in the legend, but when he saw his seemingly innocent but unrestrained eyes again, he couldn't help but silently chuckled a few times. The tail is full of innate ruffianism and strong interest.
Neither Song Xuanhe nor Song Xuanlin noticed that there was anyone else here. After Song Guochao left, they went to the president's office together.
The president's office is very large, and the arc-shaped floor-to-ceiling windows of the super high-rise are almost a full-view city view, with a very wide field of vision. Song Xuanhe, who is sitting in the reception area by the window, glanced at it with little interest and then looked away.
While making tea, Song Xuanlin was secretly paying attention to this younger brother whom he hadn't paid attention to for a long time. After seeing the expression in his eyes when he glanced at the office, he said, "Grandfather was angry this morning, you should think of a solution." No?"
"Why are you angry?" Song Xuanhe asked knowingly.
In fact, while Song Xuanlin was looking at Song Xuanhe, Song Xuanhe, who was leaning on the sofa, was also looking at Song Xuanlin.
Since Song Xuanhe crossed over to the present, even during the period of living in the Song residence, he had dealt with Song Xuanlin very few times. Compared with the rest of the Song family, he was not familiar with Song Xuanlin.
Every time I saw him, he always looked calm and behaved steadily, and this time was no exception. Even making tea, something that young people rarely do, he did it with a strict eye, as if he was immersed in it, unlike the rumors and the original owner. There is almost no difference in memory.
Song Xuanlin and the original owner who was extended in the second term are two extremes. If the growth trajectory of the original owner is a template for a bad boy, then Song Xuanlin is a template for a good boy. When he was young, he had excellent grades, was well-behaved and sensible, and when he grew up, he was mature and steady, and followed the rules. Song Guochao, who likes Li Nian'an and even dislikes her children, treats him with a rare kindness.
However, Song Xuanlin has always been indifferent to the younger brother of the original owner, or to Song Guochao's father, and he did not expect that he would stand up and speak out this time.
Song Xuanhe pretended to be stupid on purpose, and Song Xuanlin wasn't angry either. He pushed the tea towards Song Xuanhe, looked at him and said, "Even if you don't like father, don't really tear yourself apart. Some things will be done after careful consideration. The provocation of time may make you feel relieved, but it cannot solve the problem, and ignoring the consequences will only put you in a disadvantaged position."
It was the first time for both the original owner and Song Xuanhe to hear this kind of earnest instruction similar to that of his elder brother. He paused the hand that was about to pick up the tea, and then put it back on his lap. It seemed that it was just pure doubt: " You don't like Song Guochao either?"
Song Xuanlin frowned slightly, obviously he still didn't agree with Song Xuanhe calling him by his first name, he said: "It doesn't matter what you call him in private, but outside, don't let people catch the conversation just because you are too quick."
It is preaching again, but it contains concern.
Song Xuanhe raised his eyebrows in surprise. In fact, if the original owner was here, he might have been crazy with joy, because in his memory, even though Song Xuanlin didn't care about the original owner, the original owner really worshiped and loved Song Xuanlin This brother's.
It is precisely because of this that ever since there were rumors that Song Yansong was observing which of the two brothers he would choose as the heir, the original owner directly announced that he was unwilling to take over the company and supported all his brother's decisions. Even after letting go, the original owner secretly expected Song Xuanlin to praise him Compliment him or be closer to him than before.
However, what he expected never happened.
Therefore, hearing Song Xuanlin's tone of being an elder brother disciplined his younger brother at this time, Song Xuanhe felt a little melancholy. Of course, the original owner is not a good person, and it can even be said that he deserved everything that happened to him. Song Xuanhe, who has completely accepted his memory, finds it difficult to loathe him like other readers and Xiao Yuanmu from an absolutely objective point of view.
What kind of appearance a person will become, and how can one or two things or one or two people be able to promote it.
Seeing that Song Xuanhe lowered his eyes and said nothing, Song Xuanlin thought he didn't like to preach by himself, so he sighed lightly and said, "I won't say too much, but you are already twenty-two years old, and you need to think more about what you do every day. Whether a thing should be done."
Song Xuanhe laughed suddenly, and then lazily said: "Didn't my mother say that my brother will help me in the future? I think so much about what to do. If you are alive, you should be happy."
Song Xuanlin saw that Song Xuan and the dude were putting on a full posture, and frowned unconsciously: "You are already an adult, so naturally you should be responsible for what you do, rather than being anyone else's responsibility, if you If you can't restrain yourself properly, if you encounter some catastrophe that is difficult to calm down in the future, do you think grandpa and father will try their best to protect you for you, regardless of public opinion or even the interests of the group?"
"Isn't there still you, brother?" Song Xuanhe smiled with his lips curled up, with unclear meaning in his eyes.
Song Xuanlin was categorical, without the slightest hesitation and euphemism: "I won't either."
Seeing that the smile on the corners of Song Xuanhe's mouth changed slightly, Song Xuanlin's expression remained the same, and he continued: "The only one who can protect you at all costs is your mother, but even if she wants to protect you, she doesn't have the slightest ability to protect you. The Li family will not do things that they can do, and the final result can only be that she is forced to give up on you."
"Didn't you just quarrel with Song Guochao?" Song Xuanhe chuckled and said, "I didn't expect you to be so reasonable. I didn't know you were so reasonable before. If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be fooling around." gone."
Song Xuanlin looked at Song Xuanhe's expression of not paying attention to his words at all, finally pursed the corners of his mouth, finished his tea, and said, "That's all I have to say, the meeting will start right away, let's go out."
Probably because the expressions of the three generations of the Song family were not very good, and even Song Ershao, who has always been idle, looked thoughtful. This quarterly meeting is very serious. The voice of Song Guochao's explanation was the voice of the underground executives flipping through the documents, like the usual occasional voices of discussing a few sentences softly or expressing their own opinions, but at this time there were no voices.
Song Guochao on the stage finished his part, and asked the deputy director of the finance department to go up to explain the financial situation of the Song Corporation for this quarter. Seeing the report for this quarter in the document, all the high-level shareholders present did not look very good.
Under the low pressure, the deputy director of finance finished the quarterly financial statement tremblingly, and then hurriedly stepped off the stage. At this time, the conference room was silent, and Song Yansong's face seemed to be frozen.
Suddenly, he said: "Song Xuanhe, you are the manager of the marketing department, please tell me the reason for the decline in the company's performance."
Although Song Xuanhe was thinking about something, he was also paying attention to the dynamics of the meeting. At this time, when he heard Song Yansong speak, he raised his head in time. Although he was not interested in the business, he did not sign less than one document every day. Knowing the status of the company, he is not flustered: "I think the main reason for the decline in the company's performance this quarter is..."
Listening to Song Xuan's well-behaved analysis, which was nothing outstanding but could not find any faults, Song Yansong's expression softened a little, and everyone sitting there breathed a sigh of relief.
In the morning, Song Guochao blocked the news that Song Xuan and his father and son almost set off another war. It had already spread throughout the company before the morning meeting, and they naturally got the news. Although they didn't know what caused it, even Song Dong's expression darkened. It's not a trivial matter.
They are the shareholders and management of the company, but they don't want the conference room to become a battleground for the Song family, and they don't want to accidentally hear something they shouldn't hear, or see Song Guochao, Song Xuan or any of them They were reprimanded on the spot, so when they heard Song Yansong's words, most people moved their buttocks, and they just wanted to leave immediately when they saw something was wrong.
Now Song Xuan and passed Song Yansong's inspection without any risk, and their eyes couldn't help looking at Song Guochao who didn't have a good expression.
Song Guochao was really unhappy. One of the reasons why he worked so hard to chair the meeting this time was that he held the hope of regaining his shares. When he saw Song Xuanhe on TV in the morning, he was indeed very angry, but he was also uneasy when he saw Song Yansong. When he looked at him, he realized that this was an opportunity.
That's why he came to the company early in the morning to arrest Song Xuanhe. As long as he took Song Xuanhe to the office and reprimanded him, with Song Xuanhe's character, most of them would leave the company directly. Song Yansong was already angry, and Song Xuanhe He was absent from the quarterly meeting again, and when he mentioned this matter, maybe the shares would come back again.
However, Song Xuanhe did not go according to the scene he thought at all. Not only did he become speechless in front of everyone early in the morning, but he also analyzed the report in an orderly manner in the conference room, so that his All hopes were dashed in an instant.
After listening to Song Xuanhe, Song Yansong waited for him to stand for a while before saying calmly, "The reasons you are looking for are all obvious. From now on, focus more on work and less messing around outside."
After knocking lightly, Song Yansong looked at Song Guochao: "You presided over the whole meeting. You should know the company's current situation best. Let me tell you the reason for the decline in the company's performance."
Song Guochao froze, the reason was not what Song Xuanhe just said, how could he have said other reasons.
Logically, Song Guochao repeated what Song Xuanhe just said in his own way, hardly adding any of his own opinions, and did not make any changes.
Song Yansong's complexion sank just now, and he slapped the table heavily and said, "You are sitting in the position of the general manager, and your vision is so narrow? Take out obvious things and talk about them again, what's the point of asking you to answer!"
Song Guochao's face shuddered, although he felt that he had lost face, he still dared not talk back wisely.
Song Yansong sighed bitterly, turned to look at Song Xuanlin: "Say it."
"The decline in the company's performance is not only due to the reasons mentioned by the two presidents just now, but also the price limit policy that has just been implemented..."
Song Xuanlin easily made an in-depth summary of the reasons for the financial decline in this period, and finally proposed an improvement plan to stimulate performance growth.
Against the background of Song Xuanlin, the scene of Song Guochao being reprimanded just now is particularly profound. As for Song Xuanhe, everyone knows that he doesn't care about company affairs at all. Being able to say so much without making mistakes is already progress.
Song Yansong's expression finally softened. He looked at his first grandson who had grown up for a long time with some complexities, but from the corner of his eye he couldn't help but glance at Song Xuanhe who didn't care about these at all, and sighed heavily in his heart. Insistence wavered a little.
Song Xuanhe didn't know what Song Yansong was thinking, because after listening to Song Guochao copying his words, he was speechless and surprised at the same time. Although he knew that Song Guochao had no talent in shopping malls, what he saw with his own eyes was still different.
The reasons for the decline of a large company's performance cover a wide range of reasons. Naturally, it cannot be just the three or five points he said. Song Xuanhe only talked about those. The second is that he didn't pay much attention to these things at all.
But Song Guochao has been up and down in the mall for 20 to 30 years, and he is very ambitious about the Song family, but he can't even see such a simple problem. It's not simply that he has no talent, he shouldn't be in business at all.
At the end of the meeting, the oppressive atmosphere caused by the three generations of the Song family dissipated immediately, and the high-level shareholders couldn't wait to leave.
Song Guochao and Song Xuanlin also left, only Song Xuanhe was finally able to leave after Song Yansong pulled and beat them carefully.
When Song Xuanhe returned to the office, Xiao Yuanmu was already waiting there. Since he moved back to the apartment and Xiao Yuanmu started cooking again, the place for lunch every day has been moved from the cafeteria to his office. After a while, Song Xuanhe, who had long been used to seeing Xiao Yuanmu, immediately went to see the dishes at noon.
Two meat, one vegetable and one soup, paired with very standard home-cooked dishes, all in a light-colored food box, seduce Song Xuanhe who was already hungry.
He walked over, sat down and picked up the chopsticks, Xiao Yuanmu also used the chopsticks to eat, and a quiet lunch passed like this.
After the assistant took out the food box for cleaning, Xiao Yuanmu asked calmly: "I heard that you and Mr. Song had a quarrel in the elevator on the top floor in the morning, and you also said that you will never step on two boats during your relationship."
Song Xuanhe paused when he stretched his arms, went over what he had said in the morning, retracted his hand and nodded, "That's right."
Xiao Yuanmu inadvertently said in a low voice: "What about a long-distance relationship?"
"Long-distance relationship is also a relationship between couples." Song Xuanhe leaned on the chair, hugged the pillow, and said in a lazy tone of satiety: "Since it is a relationship between couples, of course it is the same."
Xiao Yuanmu hummed lightly, as if he really just asked casually just now.
Song Xuanhe suddenly became interested. The novel is not finished, and he has not written about who the boss who will be surrounded by all kinds of men in the future will end up with or develop into an evil 8P relationship, and he has not revealed his feelings. What is it like to watch, so Song Xuanhe, who was full of curiosity, asked, "What about you?"
"Me what?"
"Take seven or two boats." Song Xuanhe nestled on the sofa, looking at him with curious eyes.
"Won't."
Xiao Yuanmu answered simply, he didn't even think about a boat, so it was impossible to waste time and energy to get into more troublesome emotional entanglements.
Song Xuanhe listened to his decisive answer, suddenly lost some meaning, threw an extra pillow on the ground, and said lightly: "That might be."
Hearing his doubts, Xiao Yuanmu didn't even change his expression, let alone want to defend himself. He looked at the time and got up to leave.
However, just halfway there, Song Xuanhe suddenly said: "You said, if there is a person who everyone thinks is extremely bad and is really very bad, you accidentally know his pitiful past and the circumstances that caused him to be pitiful." The reason, will you change your opinion of him?"
Xiao Yuanmu paused, but didn't look back, and said calmly, "What does it have to do with me?"
Song Xuanhe was slightly stunned, watching his back and not making a sound.
There was no sound behind him, Xiao Yuanmu lifted his legs and continued to walk out. When he reached the door, he heard Song Xuanhe say again: "Then if you have a younger brother like this, will you teach him how to return when he is lost?"
"No." Xiao Yuanmu's eyes flickered with a gloomy gleam, his eyes were cold, but his tone was extremely light: "I don't have a younger brother, even if I do, it's his own business to get back from the wrong way, and it has nothing to do with me. "
After Xiao Yuanmu left, Song Xuanhe stared blankly at the closed door for a long time before lying back on the sofa again.
After he just came out of Song Xuanlin's office, he kept thinking, if Song Xuanhe in the book had heard what Song Xuanlin said before his personality was determined, would he still be what he will be in the future.
He didn't think of the answer, but he thought of the cousin who competed with him the most, and the uncles and aunts who taught the cousin strictly but indulged him blindly.
If he hadn't been pulled back into the sun by Zhou Yunyang's pedantic and obsessive idiot at that time, maybe he would have turned into a person similar to the original owner, and then walked on a similar path.
After suddenly realizing how absurd he was before, Song Xuanhe began to resent his uncles and aunts who deliberately raised him. He kept thinking that if his uncles and aunts were willing to teach him even once, he would not be in the dark swamp. Walking alone for so long.
However, Xiao Yuanmu's words just now dissipated his years of hatred in an instant.
Even if they are connected by the closest blood, there is no reason why no one has to be responsible to whom, let alone the uncle who is separated from him by several floors, who is afraid that he will compete with their son for the family property in the future.
It is because he is lost that he always looks forward to having a real home again, so eager that he forgets that he is already homeless.