Chapter 47 Split up
  I learned that Song Xiaoran was not asking for favors, but at most, others were returning favors.

Zhao Shaokang's expression finally became normal.

Naturally he would be happy to have the acquisition station back in his hands, but he just couldn't accept Song Xiaoran begging others for him.

He could ask for help and compromise for himself and the people around him, but he must never let Song Xiaoran suffer any injustice for himself.

"Xiao Ran, you should have something else to say, right?"

Zhao Shaokang stood there, his voice was very soft, calm and firm,

"I've seen you several times, but I've never seen you look so upset now. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

Song Xiaoran sighed, there was nothing to hide. She came here to inform them of the good news, and to ask for help:

"My father, Song Wenxuan, is hospitalized."

In order to prevent his brother from misunderstanding the wrong person, Song Xiaoran directly named the person.

Then she told everything about the reasons for Song Wenxuan's illness, the lawsuit and the crisis of stepping down, her conversations with Zhang Yi and Liu Changgui, and her own judgment.

Zhao Shaokang and Song Ximing looked at each other with surprised expressions.

Song Wenxuan's name is well known in this factory area. That is truly a legendary figure, the main founder of this factory area.

I didn't expect that this big shot was in such big trouble and the situation was so serious.

They all agreed with Song Xiaoran's conclusion that they must not step down just like that.

As long as you lose power in the factory, it will really be the beginning of the end. It is completely unimaginable what kind of impact you will encounter later.

Zhao Shaokang pondered for a while and analyzed: "The top priority is to get enough votes to avoid stepping down, so that you can take the initiative into your own hands. But Xiaoran, there is something I must say."

Song Xiaoran looked at him, waiting for what he would say next. He still fully recognized Zhao Shaokang's mind.

"If you win the support of the votes and keep the votes, the next step should be to publish the investigation report and push the culprits to take responsibility."

"Yes, this is our plan. If we step down, there will be little point in publishing the report."

"I completely agree with this. What I mean is," Zhao Shaokang spoke very slowly, trying to express his meaning as clearly as possible.
  "Even if you can push the culprit out to take responsibility this time, Director Song's life in the factory will not be easy in the future."

Song Xiaoran was confused: "Why?"

"Because a boss who pushes his younger brother to take responsibility when something goes wrong will definitely not last long.

Not everyone knows the truth of the matter, and many people even think that Director Song is using his power to pressure others and let people take the blame for him.

If I were that Li Man, I would seize this point, make a fuss out of it, attack his prestige, discredit Director Song, and then find an opportunity to force him to step down. "

Song Xiaoran fell into silence after hearing this.

Zhao Shaokang does think about things from a deeper perspective than himself.

What he said is indeed true.

In this kind of power struggle, there is no right or wrong, let alone right and wrong.

Even if the accident was not my father's fault, it would indeed be difficult for my father to escape.

So is this a dead end? !

No wonder dad fell ill. Is it because he had seen the ending long ago and would step down no matter what? There is nothing more sad than death, so he fell ill? !
  Song Xiaoran sighed, a little confused, not knowing what to do now. Zhao Shaokang saw that she looked wrong and said softly: "Xiao Ran, I am not saying this to attack you. I just want to tell you that you must be prepared for a long-term struggle. The struggle has just begun, and we definitely have no reason to surrender directly. It’s all about human effort.”

Song Xiaoran intertwined his hands, shook them hard, and gave a heavy grunt: "You are right, it depends on people. We can't give up. Solve the voting issue first, and then slowly fight with Li Man's group. Brother , I ask you something."

Song Ximing said directly: "Sister, don't ask for help. If you want me to do anything, just say it. I think the Song family won't be able to deal with it, but for you and Xiran, I will do anything you ask me to do!"

"Then I'll be blunt. Now we need to get as many votes as possible, but I have a completely blind eye on the connections in the factory. But dad and mom are the old people in the factory after all, and I want you to go back to them now. Do the math, explain the situation, listen to what they have to say and see who you can fight for.”

"No problem, I'll go now."

Song Ximing left as soon as he said so. Now, because of the relationship between the two daughters, the two families are in a relationship where one is prosperous and the other is devastated.

Even though he hated Liu Xiuwen and had seen Song Zijie once with his nostrils turned upward, this was not the time to add insult to injury and gloat.

He knew this clearly.

Only Zhao Shaokang was left in the yard: "What about me? Is there anything you want me to do?"

Song Xiaoran shook his head: "I didn't expect it right now. How about you go to Sister Li's house with me?"

Zhao Shaokang sighed secretly, feeling a little regretful that he could not go with Song Xiaoran: "I won't go. It's enough for you to go alone. I'll find some friends to help you ask."

He definitely wanted to stay with Song Xiaoran, but this was not the time to stay together, he had to do something.

"Who are you looking for? What are you asking for?"

"Didn't you just mention that you wanted to ask Secretary Zhang for Li Laowu's death report? Didn't he give it to you? I'll go find some police friends to help you ask. Although Li Laowu is really dead, this will definitely not happen. It’s false, but I think we need to confirm the cause of death.”

Song Xiaoran's eyes lit up, this was indeed a blind spot.

What if Li Laowu died not because of the accident, but because of other reasons?
  When Dad falls ill, the Song family probably doesn't have the energy to conduct detailed investigations.

"Zhao Shaokang, you are so smart!"

Zhao Shaokang smiled slightly: "You're welcome to be polite. Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black. This is what you, Master, usually teach you well."

He was joking about how he asked me to be his teacher during the last meal.

Zhao Shaokang's joke relaxed Song Xiaoran's tense nerves all morning: "Good disciple, don't be stunned. Go to work!"

"As ordered!"

"Good disciple, don't you want to have dinner with your colleagues tonight?"

"No delay. I'll go to the police station first to find my friend."
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  Li Tong's home lives not far from Lao Song's home.

In my memory, three or four years ago, during a Chinese New Year, Song Wenxuan brought him here to offer condolences.

Song Xiaoran entered the family area and walked around based on his memory. Fortunately, he saw Li Tong at a glance.

Li Tong's family lives on the first floor, and there is a small enclosed courtyard behind, filled with various flowers and plants.

At the moment she is watering a lush green plant.

Song Xiaoran didn't understand green plants. Although he saw them often, he couldn't name them.

(End of this chapter)

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