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The relationship was confirmed last month, and the marriage is being discussed this month?
Song Ziwen grabbed the pillow on the bed and hesitated for a moment before hitting Zhao Shaokang Yun Danfengqing's face.

The main lethality is too low, and it seems that you can't keep calm, so it's not cost-effective.

Song Ziwen sneered: "My sister is simple-minded. If someone coaxes her a few words, she will treat them as good people."

Is your sister still naive? ! Zhao Shaokang was speechless. Wang Jing could no longer pretend that your sister had tricked someone.

Zhao Shaokang smiled softly and acted as if you can do nothing to me.

Song Ziwen became angrier as he watched, but he also understood that the person in front of him was difficult to deal with.

The man in front of me is very scheming and is used to wearing masks. He is definitely not something that the fat guy in fifth grade wrote a love letter to his sister, just to scare her away.

However, Song Ziwen still had time. Song Xiaoran and the others would have to stay here for at least half a month, and he had also asked for leave from his instructor, so he could stay at least 3 or 4 more days after his father's surgery.

Enough time to break them up.

Thinking of this, Song Ziwen calmed down and sneered: "Are you talking about marriage? If we don't even live in the same room, it seems that it is not a sure thing."

This sentence made Zhao Shaokang feel a little pain in his heart: "Respect? Do you understand? A fake foreign devil like you with an open style probably doesn't quite understand."

Zhao Shaokang's somewhat offensive words were not as angry as Song Ziwen's. On the contrary, he was in a better mood than when he came in.

The angrier Zhao Shaokang gets, the happier Song Ziwen becomes, which means his words really hit his pain point:
It seems that he really doesn't have a close relationship with his sister. You can continue to use this point to poke him and make him lose his temper, so that your sister can see his true face.

Zhao Shaokang also calmed down at this time, understanding that Song Ziwen was deliberately irritating him, and reminded himself repeatedly not to be fooled.

The fight between the two continued, and Song Xiaoran had already brought Xia Xianglu, who was dressed coolly, over:

"Auntie is asleep. Let's go out to eat first. I have asked the hotel to come up and take a look every half hour and contact us at any time. There should be no problem."

Zhao Shaokang's mother was informed that she would be hospitalized tomorrow, so she could only stay in a hotel today.

"Brother, this is Xia Xianglu, my friend." Song Xiaoran introduced briefly, holding Zhao Shaokang in one hand and Song Ziwen in the other, "Let's go!"

……

Song Wenxuan's trip to HK was delayed for a day. The reason was simple. He received a call from Lu Yunhui.

Lu Yunhui talked about three things on the phone. First, he talked about the relationship between Song Xiran and Lu Ting, and he expressed his support. Then he said that he was very sorry about his retirement, as he lost a partner. Finally, he said that Song Xiran's negotiation requirements on behalf of the department store employees were too demanding, which was not his original intention.

How could Song Wenxuan, a hero among heroes and the best among men, not understand the meaning of Lu Yunhui's words.

Lu Yunhui may seem like a simple statement, but it is worth a thousand words.

Song Wenxuan thought about it all night, postponed his trip for a day, and invited the entire Song family and some close friends to a farewell party.

The location was not at Song's house, but the super private room on the top floor of Huaxia Hotel.

Near noon, Song Wenxuan, Liu Xiuwen, Song Zijie, Song Xiran and Lu Ting were already seated.

Even Song Wenxuan’s secretary Xu Haiyang and former secretary Zhang Yi, now director of the Jiansteel Factory, came.

Not long after, Liu Changgui came with his younger brother Liu Changxi and younger sister Liu Xiuqin. "Old Song, everyone is here, let's start." Looking at the room full of people, Liu Xiuwen felt warm and happy.

Song Wenxuan shook his head.

After waiting for another five minutes, three people came, namely Song Kun, Qin Xiang and Song Ximing.

Liu Xiuwen's expression was stagnant, and she complained to Lao Song in her heart. They had just had a quarrel not long ago, so why were these three people here?

In fact, after talking to Song Wenxuan last time, Liu Xiuwen had gradually put away his temper.

Think about it, after all, they and their daughter have a nurturing relationship, so just come as soon as you come. For the sake of your daughter's face and Lao Song's face, there will be no quarrel no matter what you say today.

Then Song Xiran saw his parents and brothers arriving. While he was surprised, some inexplicable worries arose in his heart.

This worry became even worse after her parents and brothers came over to see her.

When Song Wenxuan saw the three people from the Song family arriving, he nodded and finally said: "We are all here, don't rush to eat now, let me say a few words. I will have an operation tomorrow, and there are certain risks. So I I hope I can speak clearly before I leave. When I finish speaking, we will have a happy reunion dinner."

"Old Song, why are you talking like that? It's just a minor operation! Ziwen is here, and his professor is also here." Liu Xiuwen became more awkward and panicked the more she listened.

Song Wenxuan pressed Liu Xiuwen's shoulder and continued speaking:

"I'll talk about work decisions first."

"First of all, I will retire after the year. I recommend Zhang Yi to take over the helm of the group, but now many people think that Zhang Yi is young, and Lu Yunhui still thinks that Li Man is more suitable."

As he said that, he looked at Zhang Yi,

"Xiao Yi, I can't help you much. Whether my old subordinates can recognize you and whether you can win against Li Man in the end depends on yourself. If you can't win, just help Li Man. She does the same. I am capable, but I trust myself more.”

Zhang Yi nodded, not showing much surprise. Song Wenxuan had talked to him several times before. Although it was not as straightforward as today, he had a rough guess.

Everyone looked at Zhang Yi, either with emotion or surprise. Only Song Zijie's eyes were full of jealousy, and his heart was even more indignant.

Song Wenxuan looked at Liu Xiuwen and continued:

"When we established the machinery factory, Xiuwen sold houses and land and borrowed money from various places to help me raise money. I remember it all in my mind. Xiuwen, after I retire, the group will replenish my shares, about 10%. The current value is 400 Ten thousand."

"It stands to reason that at least half of this place should be yours, and I should give you 5%."

"But you treat the people you like too well, you are soft-hearted, and you are too easily deceived by your children. I am not prepared to give you this money. Can you understand?"

Liu Xiuwen nodded emotionally. To her, money was really not important. She just hoped that Lao Song would be well and his children would be filial.

"Changgui, I regard this 200 million as an investment. I will buy half of your company as a stake. Is that too much?"

Liu Changgui stood up, his eyes red: "Brother-in-law, I owe everything to you today. It was you who pulled me out of the mud pit in Liujiazhuang. Don't talk about 50%. If you want all my wealth, I won't say anything nonsense. Otherwise, it will cost you a thousand dollars." Ten thousand pieces of meat."

Song Wenxuan waved his hand:
"Changgui, your problem is that you are too loyal. You can only give dividends to Xiuwen every year, do you understand?"

Liu Changgui nodded and agreed. (End of chapter)