On the fourth day of Song Qiyue's hospitalization, someone came to visit her.
The arrival was sudden and very pleasant.
"Miss Tao?" Song Qiyue was still lying on the hospital bed, and she cried out in surprise when she saw someone coming.
But I saw Tang Yunsheng coming with the woman. Ms. Tao was beside him, wearing thick clothes with fluffy edges, making her face very white. The woman was still as sluggish as she had seen it a few days ago, but when she looked at her, she reacted, and she smiled at Song Qiyue.
"Miss Tao, it's been a long time." Song Qiyue also smiled at her, she said, looking sideways at Tang Yunsheng, "President Sheng, don't you need to be so polite, come here so soon?"
Only an hour ago, Song Qiyue received a call from Tang Yunsheng. Tang Yunsheng asked about her recent situation, and of course she understood his intention. She hadn't been to the cafe for a few days. It seemed that Miss Tao was waiting for her and couldn't wait, so Tang Yunsheng came to look for her.
Song Qiyue didn't hide it, but told him directly that she was not feeling well recently, so she was hospitalized.
Tang Yunsheng asked which hospital he was in, but when he looked back, they came to visit her.
Song Qiyue also told him right now, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.
Tang Yunsheng said, "She is coming."
Everything was said in one sentence, and Song Qiyue sighed, "I said Sheng is always busy, so where is he free."
The woman walked over, holding the fruit basket in her hand, handing it to her dumbly, and gently speaking, "Apple, good."
"Eating apples is good for your health." Tang Yunsheng immediately added an explanation.
This understanding really made Song Qiyue admire, and she hurriedly took it, "Miss Tao, how do you know that I like apples? Apples are nourished, they can be beautiful, and I love beauty!"
The woman smiled and was very happy. She again asked without a word, "You, you are sick, all right, are you?"
"It's all well, after a few days of drinking water, I will be discharged soon." Song Qiyue responded heartily, chatting with her.
"En." The woman smiled again, she pointed to the fruit basket and said, "I, here you, eat, knife, knife..."
"You don't need to peel it, you can eat it after washing." Song Qiyue didn't dare to let her take a fruit knife, for fear that she would hurt herself.
Tang Yunsheng saw the fruit knife on the side, and he handed it to her with such indulgence.
The woman took the fruit knife, he told her to sit down, then brought her a husk bucket, and asked her to peel the fruit.
Song Qiyue stared at her carefully, still holding her heart, but found that she had cut very well, very smoothly, and the peel fell in a bunch without any broken links. After the apple was peeled, the woman cut it into small pieces and put them on the plate for her.
Song Qiyue was about to marvel, "Miss Tao, your hands are so clever, I use this apple every time, you cut it well."
"Xiao Min, teach me." The woman smiled softly at her.
"Xiao Min?" Song Qiyue said the name, as if she understood who she was talking about.
Tang Yunsheng said, "Her good friend."
"Teach me back, I'm clumsy." Song Qiyue shouted, and the woman smiled and nodded, "Now, teach you."
No wonder they are a couple. The speed is the same. Song Qiyue is not easy to dispel her interest, so in this ward, one teaches peeling, the other slowly learns. It's just that this apple, in one person's hand, is flexible and beautiful, but in another person's hand it becomes an angular geometry.
Halfway through, Song Qiyue smiled, "I'm sculpting, right? Octagonal!"
The woman laughed happily, "I used to be too."
Seeing their harmonious scene, Tang Yunsheng was silent beside him, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.
It's just that this apple hasn't been cut, but someone came and pushed the door directly without knocking. The female voice came very vigorously, "Song Qiyue, isn't it this one?"
Right now, the people in the room were stunned, and so did the people who came in.
It was Chu Yan who came.
Chu Yan looked at the people inside, and immediately saw the man standing in front of the window. She stunned and shouted, "President Sheng."
Chu Yan and Song Qiyue were in Wuzhou in the early years, and of course they knew Tang Yunsheng. It's just that Chu Yan is confused. Tang Yunsheng has no origin. Why is he here?
"I went to the wrong room." Chu Yan subconsciously said.
She was about to turn around, and Song Qiyue said behind her, "That's right, it's this one!"
Hearing a familiar voice, Chu Yan immediately walked inside and stepped across the curtain. Only then did he see the other two people behind the curtain. The lying woman was Song Qiyue, and another woman, sitting on the edge of the bed, her face was covered by her dangling hair and she couldn't see her face clearly.
"It's such a coincidence, so many people." Chu Yan said hello.
Tang Yunsheng nodded to her, he was also acquainted, but he was unwilling to stay, "Let's go first, and then contact."
"Good." Song Qiyue answered.
Tang Yunsheng walked to the woman, and he whispered in her ear, "Let's go back first."
The woman was also obedient, looking at Song Qiyue reluctantly, and finally got up and was helped by Tang Yunsheng.
"Bye bye, President Sheng, Miss Tao." Song Qiyue greeted them and left, and Chu Yan smiled and watched.
"I heard that there was a girl who went crazy for Tang Sansao." Chu Yan thought of the rumor, and she said suspiciously.
"Xiao Yan, you really feel like a story at the beginning." Song Qiyue was peeling the apple, and the remaining pieces fell with the knife.
Chu Yan smiled. It was just a matter of others. She didn't have the mind to gossip and gossip, but she asked, "You stabbed Young Master Tang, so always Sheng came to see you?"
"No way, I love everyone, who makes Miss Tao like to listen to me telling stories." Song Qiyue couldn't help but praised herself, picking up the apple, "Eat apple?"
Chu Yan disliked the one in her hand, and took the other one in the fruit plate, which was completely cut, "You are comfortable, don't move while lying down, move a position and let me lie down too."
She directly occupied the magpie's nest and lay down on the hospital bed. Song Qiyue said while she shifted her position, "I am a patient now. Did you come here to visit?"
Chu Yan bit the apple, she took a magazine to read it, "I'm exhausted, I just went through a life-and-death battle."
"Now I'm talking about blockbuster movies?" Song Qiyue gave her a sideways glance.
"I just came out of Mo's." Chu Yan said so, which made Song Qiyue's eyes condensed.
Song Qiyue looked at her, Chu Yan flipped through the magazine, "Mo's convened an emergency board of directors."
"The board of directors a year ago?" Song Qiyue counted these days, but it seemed that she felt this bad premonition. Tomorrow is the New Year’s Eve, and Mohs should have a holiday for the Chinese New Year tomorrow. This meeting was too sudden, like a step that was going to be stuck a year ago.
"All the elders have arrived. This is even more powerful than the third trial." Chu Yan sighed.
Song Qiyue changed her mind, "Because the project failed?"
"I asked you before, do you know where the project was suspended this time?" Chu Yan again mentioned the unfinished topic when the two met that day.
Song Qiyue fixed her eyes and saw Chu Yan looking back at her. She said, "Mo Sinian and Luo Zheng."
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咚—— 咚——
The clock screamed, reminding to tell the time on time, the hand of the grandfather clock pointed to the inclined thirty-degree angle, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
There is silence around, here is the meeting room on the top floor of the Mohs Building. The solemn conference room, the oval conference table, was surrounded by a group of people. The atmosphere is grim, and no one is allowed to be scornful, just because the people sitting here are all big people who have a foothold in Mohs.
This time, the veterans of the board of directors are all present, except for the chairman Mo Shengquan, the seven uncles and the other major shareholders are all present.
Today, a hard conversation, almost like a cross-examination, has passed one after another.
It is related to major projects within the group. The investment is huge and the impact is huge. It is not only an explanation to the investors, but also a reasonable explanation to the own company. Regarding the failure of the project, what is the crux of the problem, since 1 pm, the senior management who handled the project will convene one by one to talk.
Even the person in charge of the partner company has not ruled out, including Dingxin's person in charge Hu Qin and special assistant Chu Yan, along with the person in charge of another partner company. After that, the internal staff of the company were investigated and asked, and the senior staff were called in one by one.
Faced with the oppression of the huge board of directors, this time of failure is a time when there is more and more time to not let the facts out.
Luo Zheng, the director, and Mosnian, the deputy chief planner of the project, also attended the meeting.
Similarly, Mo Boyao, as the founder of the project, was even more present.
In the middle position, Mo Zhengyan sat there, as Mo's general manager, he sat there quietly, listening to everyone's words.
I passed it by myself, the whole time, from one point to three points, after that, everything seemed to have a clue, and there was also a crux. At this moment, Mo Sinian and Luo Zheng were sitting on the other side of the conference table, facing everyone, and even more so, facing the seated Mo Zhengyan.
"Up to now, you two are still not willing to tell the truth!" The uncle opened his mouth, his eyebrows are not as easy-going as he used to be, he is not angry and prestigious, and his voice is even colder.
In an instant, Luo Zheng's eyebrows condensed, and she said, "All of this is planned by Mr. Nian and has nothing to do with me!"
"Director Luo, you really put yourself clean by what you said. You signed it and reviewed it. You can't escape responsibility!" Mo Sinian said coldly.
"If it doesn't pass through the hands of the general manager, can this project be started?" Luo Zheng asked rhetorically.
"You are responsible for the supply of raw materials below. You can steal it! Then frame it on my head!" Mo Sinian sneered.
The two of them quarreled again in this conference room, but they bit each other to death and refused to let go.
Suddenly, Moss said, "Dear directors and veterans, I have evidence that Director Luo planned all this! But behind her, there is a person behind the scenes!"
"Who is this person!" The uncle yelled as everyone stared.
Luo Zheng was startled, but Mo Baiyao was silent.
Mosnian's gaze swept across the crowd, and he looked to the position directly in front, the direction of the head, "It's him!"
He pointed directly at the man in the high position-Mo Zhengyan!