Don't push her farther and farther, farther and farther!
Li Chengyi was frozen in this sentence, but suddenly he narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Every time Manager Song speaks, it is very interesting. However, I still said that. In this world, if you want to get it, you must Regardless of means!"
Song Qiyue smiled, "Then I still said that, let's follow the creed in my heart."
"Mr. Li, I'm leaving first, and I will contact you later." Song Qiyue got up, and she got up.
Li Chengyi looked at her leaving figure, but sat there stiffly. He took a cigarette, lit it, and smoked it. But somehow, whose words are still entangled, entangled as if to suffocate, just think it is too ridiculous.
What pushes farther and farther, this is really ridiculous words!
Li Chengyi took out his cell phone, he dialed the number, and he asked, "How is the situation!"
"Mr. Li, his wife has gone to bed again, now Mr. Mo has gone." Assistant Xia reported.
"What did the doctor say!" Li Chengyi asked again.
Assistant Xia said, "The situation is not very good yet, and my wife's mental energy is very lax. The doctor said that we need to observe again..."
After listening to Li Chengyi, his chest was even more suffocated, and it did not disappear at all. He called Secretary Xie in again, "Go and find me! Find the best doctor!"
"Yes, Mr. Li." Secretary Xie answered.
After Bona was rejected again on the third-party list, Song Qiyue would also inform the companies that came to the election one by one of the results. For the other companies, Song Qiyue handed over to the assistant to notify them. And here in Dingxin, Song Qiyue called by herself, "Mr. Shao, morning."
"Morning, it's almost noon! Tell me if you have anything!" Shao Fei slammed her on the phone.
"I'm here to tell you the result." Song Qiyue said directly, "Unsurprisingly."
Shao Fei snorted coldly, "I knew it was like this a long time ago, but some people still don't believe it."
Just before Dingxin contacted Mo's, and when Mr. Xu was speaking, Shao Fei had already firmly opposed it. Discussing Dingxin's current situation, it would be too difficult to win this cooperation. The background is not strong, and there is no resources, and he has repeatedly stated. It's just that it's good from the top. He just threw the problem to him, he couldn't push it at all, so he accepted it anyway. Now that the result is out, it feels relieved, as they expected.
"You have been defeated, you are so proud." Song Qiyue smiled.
"I know it's a defeat, but I have to fight. Who can I blame if I lose?" Shao Fei asked back. Song Qiyue also felt reasonable, but I was afraid that some people would be pitiful. "People sent generals to fight. If you lose, who do you say to blame?"
Shao Fei had known the interest a long time ago, "I'm too lazy to tell you, I will report to Mr. Xu now."
"Good luck." Song Qiyue was about to hang up, and Shao Fei asked again, "So this time, Kang is successful?"
"Unfortunately, neither." Song Qiyue replied.
Shao Fei didn't even ask why he lost. He just said, "Then I will be balanced, and I wish you good luck."
"It's really inhuman." She sighed and shook her head.
The notice was put down soon, and Kang's is also a big problem here.
Song Qiyue had been very optimistic about the Kang family, and she had the determination to hope that they could stand out from the crowd. The problem is still stuck in the original link, and it won't work. At noon, I asked Kang Ziwen to come out to discuss, have lunch together, and talk about business affairs.
Kang Ziwen said, "Is there such a thing?"
After Song Qiyue just confided the entanglement between Bona and Nancheng's home appliance company, Kang Ziwen expressed surprise. She replied, "I have checked, and there is indeed such a thing."
Moreover, the case was opened for investigation. Although it was kept secret at the time, and it was a few years ago, it was far away in Nancheng, so they were concealed. Only this time, the other party still wants to cooperate with Bona. Firstly, he wants to stand up, and secondly, it is a rare opportunity. Not only can he establish a relationship with Mohs, but also want to win Bona.
"No wonder their person in charge at that time agreed." Kang Ziwen frowned, as if suddenly realized.
"It is said that there is no free lunch in this world." Song Qiyue smiled, she raised her eyes and said, "Mr. Kang, there is a lack of technology, and we need backing."
"I know this, and I will think of a way." Kang Ziwen seemed to have made up his mind, but he thought of a possibility, "I know that there is a company with its background technology."
"Which one." Song Qiyue asked.
"You know this one, and you know it well, it's in Hong Kong." Kang Ziwen said intently.
With just such a reminder, Song Qiyue knew what he was referring to, but even she herself had to veto it, "almost impossible."
"You also said that it is almost, but it is not completely absent." Kang Ziwen's eyes were firm.
"With Sun's strength, I won't agree." Song Qiyue said seriously.
Sun's Goldman Sachs' investment covers a wide range, mainly finance, and the electronics industry is also one of them. It was not that he had not cooperated with Sun in the early years, but that cooperation was due to the electronic project developed by Mo Baiyao. Dingxin needs funds to be equipped to participate in cooperation. At that time, after negotiating with Sun Yingzi and Lu Zhanyan, Ms. Sun received the first batch of funds, and then she lived up to her expectations and successfully won the cooperation.
But this time, instead of injecting capital, it is the introduction of technology as a base. As far as Sun is concerned, this is something that will never be promised.
"Then try it too." Kang Ziwen said.
I really want to try everything, Song Qiyue said, "I have some friendship with the vice president of the Sun family, let me get in touch."
Song Qiyue went to contact the Sun family. Today's Sun Yingzi is no longer working at Huipin. She has entered the headquarters and is qualified for the position of deputy general manager. And then Lu Zhanyan also entered the headquarters as an important department manager.
It's not that simple to see Vice President Sun. He also learned that Lu Zhanyan was the manager of the department under her control, and it was more convenient to contact her, so she approached her. The other party must have sold the face, so he readily agreed and talked to him tomorrow.
Although it is almost impossible, it is always better to try and see. It is better to have a goal than no direction. This can be regarded as a kind of self-comfort.
In the evening, Song Qiyue did not go to the hospital again, she went home directly, but she knew that Mo Zhengyan would definitely go. He had a phone call to tell her that she still asked him to go home before twelve o'clock.
There was a small lamp in the hospital ward, and Cheng Qingning woke up from a drowsiness again, her consciousness was not too clear, she had always been groggy, just looking at him, she started to laugh. On the other side of the table, there was a bunch of white flowers. She murmured, "It's so beautiful. Why don't you have a vase? It's a shame to put it there."
"Tomorrow I will bring a vase." Mo Zhengyan promised.
Cheng Qingning nodded, and closed her eyes again, "In spring, when the flowers bloom, butterflies will fly over. There are so many, I really want to see..."
At the Mo family’s old house near midnight, Mo Zhengyan walked upstairs. The room was still lit. Song Qiyue hadn’t slept yet. When she saw him coming back, she got up happily and took off his suit jacket for him. Have you ordered it?"
"Better than yesterday." Mo Zhengyan responded, seeing the documents piled on her desk, "Why do you work overtime every day? Very busy?"
"It's okay, there's nothing to do anyway, so I will be busy at home for a while." Song Qiyue took him to sit down, seeing him look very tired, she pressed his shoulders for him, and talked to him in such a quiet time. In the last few sentences, she whispered, "By the way, Bona’s receipt is here, and the third batch of lists has not passed, but it doesn’t matter, there is still time. The most funny thing is Feier, Dingxin has been brushed down, I think He is going to be miserable..."
After Mo Zhengyan heard it, he took her hand and said, "Just do your best, do you hear it."
"Don't worry, I have a sense of measure." Song Qiyue responded. He seemed to be relieved and patted her gently, "You go to bed first, and I have to go to work."
During the daytime, I was spared to look after Cheng Qingning, so the backlog of unprocessed documents was moved back to the old house by Qi Jian, and Mo Zhengyan went to the study again.
At night, Song Qiyue slept very deeply, but in the middle of the night a torrent of rain fell and hit the window with a patter, waking her up. She got up to close the window, only to find that he was not beside her. It is one o'clock in the morning, and he is not there.
Song Qiyue was startled. She didn't feel that she was looking outside the door. She walked out. This time, unlike her previous search, she went to the end. After approaching, I saw the light in the attic again, and I didn't know what was inside.
She paused in silence for a while, then turned and walked back to the bedroom to go to sleep.
The heavy rain in the middle of the night, after waking up, there were no traces, only the wet mark remaining on the stone slab, as if to confirm that the rain had really come.
Steward Zhao talked about the rain, and was still asking, "It rains in the middle of the night, did you bother the young master and young lady?"
"No." Song Qiyue replied, and Mo Zhengyan was silent.
She drank her milk, but his coffee was not finished. He said, "I won't send you to the company today."
"I can drive by myself, then I will leave." Song Qiyue smiled and set off first.
Mo Zhengyan drank his coffee too, he asked the butler, "Housekeeper Zhao, do you have a vase at home."
Of course, the Mo family has no shortage of vases. Housekeeper Zhao immediately offered a few, but it was too gorgeous and too big. Mo Zhengyan shook his head and didn't approve, "The elements are clean."
Butler Zhao thought of something, he replied, "Master, there is a vase on the bookshelf in your room with your wife."
Mo Zhengyan went upstairs and saw the white jade-like vase, such a white color.
That morning, in the hospital ward, the calla lily was trimmed and placed in a white jade porcelain vase. On the bedside table where Cheng Qingning slept peacefully, there were still a few albums of butterfly paintings quietly placed.
Song Qiyue made an appointment with Kang Ziwen to go to Goldman Sachs this morning. They met Lu Zhanyan as agreed. She seemed to have known their intentions a long time ago, so when the two parties discussed it, Lu Zhanyan apologized, "Sorry, two, I think Sun may not be able to cooperate successfully this time."
For such a reply, she was completely expected, so Song Qiyue was not disappointed at all.
"Manager Lu, I wonder if I can meet Vice President Sun in person?" Kang Ziwen still did not give up.
"President Kang, even if I met Vice President Sun, the result is still the same." Lu Zhanyan looked at them and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help you."
Kang Ziwen was no longer attached, "It's okay, we also know it."
"Manager Lu, trouble you." Song Qiyue calmly shook hands with Lu Zhanyan.
"Sorry, July." Lu Zhanyan apologized again.
After coming out of the office, the two of them didn't speak, the goal was empty, and the direction was empty. Leaving Goldman Sachs, the car was waiting outside, so I had to go back and make plans.
It's just that the two of them have just left, and there is a group of people here. The car has arrived, but the person in the car has never got off.
In the car, the charming woman looked at the figure they were passing by, and even saw Song Qiyue's Shen Ning's profile. She didn’t get out of the car immediately, but took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. “Do you know who I saw just now? That’s your good boss. By coincidence, she also went to Goldman Sachs, but looking like her, it’s probably something. It didn’t happen, I told you earlier, it’s impossible!"
In the past few days, Song Qiyue has devoted her whole heart to the project. She is so busy that she has no time to take care of other things, and she has never been to the hospital again. The news about Cheng Qingning was all learned from Mo Zhengyan, and she learned that she was much better than the previous days, but there was still no progress. In order to treat Cheng Qingning, Mo Zhengyan even called many doctors. Qi Jian busy told him that the doctor had arrived, one after another.
Occasionally, she would ask He Sangsang, and He Sangsang simply said that the actual situation is only like this.
Mo Zhengyan was absent every night, and he slept very late for a few days. The first two occasions when he woke up in the middle of the night, Song Qiyue found that he was not by his side. Later, she almost always wakes up at that point in time, sometimes he is there, sometimes he is not. When he wasn't there, she didn't look for it anymore, probably, he went to the attic again.
Song Qiyue didn't know what was in the attic and what did he do, she didn't ask.
That was his own world, everyone should have an independent and private space, she thought so, so she didn't bother or spy.
It's just that this is not the solution, maybe she should do something to make herself more stable.
Thinking about this, she also thought of looking for a good doctor, for example.
On Song Qiyue's side, I really didn't know many doctors. There were only two people, Fang Yang and Wei Ling. That was the doctors I knew when I was following Tang Hanchen when I was in the old company Wuzhou, and they were all private doctors of the Tang family. Song Qiyue went to find them in the evening. They were both in the same hospital. They were still on duty today, so they didn't leave.
The two of them were really confused about Song Qiyue's arrival.
Wei Ling didn't talk much, she looked at Song Qiyue with suspicious expressions in her eyes.
Fang Yang opened his mouth, "I said Song Qiyue, what kind of serious illness did you get?"
"Fang Yang, can't you just order me well? Curse me all day long?" Song Qiyue replied.
Wei Ling said, "If you have something to say, I have to go on duty."
Song Qiyue didn’t delay anymore. It’s just that it’s not easy to say too much, so she simply said, “I know someone who is not in good spirits and is ill. She has looked for a lot of doctors, but it doesn’t seem to have much effect, so I want to come. I ask you, can it be cured?"
"She had a miscarriage?" Wei Ling asked.
"No." Song Qiyue denied.
"Then I can't help you." Wei Ling got up and left. She is a female doctor of obstetrics and gynecology.
Song Qiyue turned to look at another person, "How about you?"
Fang Yang said, "What's the specific situation?"
"The spirit is frustrated." Song Qiyue said.
"What caused the mental frustration?" Fang Yang continued to ask. Song Qiyue glanced at him, and he smiled, "I don't know how to treat the symptoms? It shouldn't be domestic violence."
Song Qiyue must have been poked. She remembered seeing the bruises on Cheng Qingning's body at the time. She didn't know how it was caused, but it was also a form of violence. And she was silent for a moment, as if to give an answer, Fang Yang said, "I have not done anything in this respect. You know, I have never cured this kind of patients."
"Are you trying to make me run for nothing?" Song Qiyue raised her eyebrows.
"I'm here, I can't let you run in vain." Fang Yang thought for a while, he said, "There is someone who should help you."
"He is a very good psychotherapist. He is well-known abroad and has studied patients with such symptoms." Fang Yang introduced this person, and Song Qiyue's eyes suddenly lit up, "Give me his contact information!" "
"But he is very busy, and all the people who made his appointment are scheduled to go next year."
"I'll pay twice as much, as much money as you want!" Song Qiyue let go, thinking to herself, this person would ask for 10 million.
"That's not enough. If his illness is not cured, he will not charge a penny. If he is cured, then the cost will be this amount." Fang Yang made a gesture, and Song Qiyue glanced at it. It's really ten million!
"Money is not a problem." Song Qiyue said.
"But he was on vacation recently. When on vacation, he never picked up patients." Fang Yang said again.
Song Qiyue was angry, "Fang Yang, are you kidding me? Give me the phone number!"
As a result, Fang Yang couldn't resist Song Qiyue's various violence, and finally handed over the number. Song Qiyue immediately contacted, but she couldn't get in touch, and was declined. She wanted to be violent at Fang Yang again. Fang Yang compromised, "Okay, I will contact him for you, but I can't guarantee whether he will I promised that I only had some friendship with him. When I was studying abroad, I was a friend at an academic seminar."
Song Qiyue asked for the master doctor's number, and after returning to Mozhai, he waited for Fang Yang's reply. During this period, she kept calling his personal clinic in the United States, "Hello, I'm still the lady named Song, yes, I want to see Dr. Kent..."
"I'm very sorry, Miss Song, Dr. Kent is on vacation now, so he doesn't accept patients..." The answer was the same on the other end.
But Song Qiyue did not give up. She kept beating repeatedly, and even the nurse who answered the call was a little broken, "I beg you, can you tell Dr. Kent for me? I'm really anxious, and I hope he can help me. ..."
Anyone who is famous and capable is like an excellent drama, so it is often difficult to find a ticket. Song Qiyue now feels this feeling. After calling hundreds of times without any results, the nurse finally agreed to tell her about her to Dr. Kent, hoping that she could wait patiently for the time being.
Song Qiyue waited patiently, and Fang Yang's receipt finally came. He said, "I have already contacted him. He is still on vacation, so he didn't agree, but he said he would consider it."
If you didn’t refuse immediately, it was a good result. Song Qiyue also knew that this matter was embarrassing Fang Yang. She replied, “Fang Yang, thank you, whether you invite him or not, I will owe you a favor. If you need my help, if I can help, just ask me."
"Then I will write it down." Fang Yang replied with a smile.
He was about to hang up, and he finally shouted, "Don't call the clinic anymore, it will almost become a hotline!"
Of course Song Qiyue didn't fight anymore. After anyone was rejected a hundred times, he would know how to advance and retreat, knowing that he would no longer be stubborn.
It's just an annoying thing that has not been resolved, and Kang's problem is still facing here. During the weekend, there was no stoppage to deal with customers, but to no avail. Who would be happy to provide technical support at such a time, no company would agree to it.
Back home, there was nothing but Aunt Xu accompanied Yang Yang. Song Qiyue put down her briefcase and went to hug the child. But I heard something from Aunt Xu. For example, Mo Zhengyan sent someone to stew chicken soup. He came back at noon to accompany the child for a while, and then took the chicken soup and left.
"Madam, is this chicken soup for you?" Aunt Xu asked curiously.
Song Qiyue shook her head, "Not for me, but for a friend of his, who is sick."
"That needs to be made up, my husband is really kind to my friends." Aunt Xu praised, Song Qiyue nodded.
It is indeed very good.
Song Qiyue thought he hadn't been to the hospital in the past few days, and went there in the afternoon when he was free on Sunday. She still bought a bunch of calla lilies and held them upstairs. When he came to the ward, Mo Zhengyan was not there. He Sangsang told her that he had just left and went to work in the afternoon.
Song Qiyue understood, opened the door by herself, and went in to see Cheng Qingning.
Cheng Qingning slept for a long time, because she was exhausted physically and mentally, so she was always confused. Today came, she was still sleeping, Song Qiyue did not wake her up either. I wanted to find a place to put the bouquet in my arms, but I remembered that the vase was broken long ago.
"It's this flower again." The nursing lady smiled, "Mr. Mo brought it when he came over today. Look, it's there."
Looking at the person's words, it was a large bouquet of flowers on the table on the side of the bed.
The white calla lilies and the emerald green branches and leaves look very prosperous. Although the blooming flowers have almost no fragrance, the air still smells the beauty of spring, which is full of vitality.
Suddenly, Song Qiyue saw something, which made her look tight.
It was the vase decorated with calla lilies, the familiar touch of whiteness.
It was the vase of white jade, so white and transparent. She had always been in Mo's residence before, and later followed him to Hong Kong City. She never left. She returned to Hong Kong from Jiangcheng. She was placed in the bedroom when she lived in the old mansion at the beginning.
But now, this vase appeared here, in the ward of this hospital, on the table beside her bed.
Blooming quietly blooming flowers.
The flowers that belong to her seem to have withered long ago.