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Chapter 472 My Ancestor Is Your Ancestor
He looked at his cousin with a new identity one after another, and after a long time, he laughed softly: "You don't seem to be curious at all."

"I have encountered even more bizarre things." Song Pinyan comforted him in turn: "Maybe I also know why you become one after another."

Brows raised slightly one after another: "Oh?"

Song Pinyan just laughed and didn't explain his doubts.

Before doubts arose, naturally he would not think of investigating, but once the original idea wavered, there would always be many clues.

On the day of the hospital explosion, a laboratory was affected, and it was not difficult to find Wu Zhonghua.

Song Pinyan had experienced the bizarre incident of exchanging bodies with Yun Gege, and what happened to Song Shenyan became reasonable in his eyes.

But he didn't want to make more troubles, so he just said to Song Shen who had become one after another: "Aren't you planning to go back to Song's house?"

They also looked at him one after another: "I won't come back, it's fine now, this body has nothing to do with the Song family, so you don't have to think about it."

Of course Song Pinyan didn't think too much about it, he could even guess the reason why Song Shenyan didn't recognize him - he didn't want to touch any of the Song family's things, which originally belonged to Song Pinyan, and he only managed them on his behalf.

It's good that 'Song Shenyan' is dead now, lest Song Pinyan refuse to take over the Song family.

It has to be said that the two brothers have fought shoulder to shoulder and really understand each other's style of work.

Song Pinyan guessed Song Shenyan's thoughts quite accurately.

"Understood, this matter is over, no one more person will know." Song Pinyan turned and walked back to the office chair, picked up his suit jacket, and looked like he was about to leave work.

He frowned slightly one after another, feeling that Song Pinyan was too talkative today, which was totally abnormal, and there must be a demon if something goes wrong. He looked at the thick stack of documents in his hand, and was about to speak, but Song Pinyan had already interrupted him.

"But after all, you know Mr. Song better than I do. I can take a vacation with peace of mind when you are in the company." Song Pinyan's lips curled up slightly: "I'm going to take annual leave, about a month or longer, maybe it will be earlier He Gege spent the honeymoon, and the company will be handed over to you."

One after another: "..."

Song Pinyan walked over and hugged him by the shoulder: "When I come back, let's sign a copy of the share transfer agreement. I know you won't take it if you have too many, so I will give you 5 points, which can be regarded as excellent employees recruiting shareholders. You are also a member of Song's shareholders."

Song's capital chain has a huge base, and five points may not seem like much, but the actual annual dividends are already comparable to the annual profit income of a medium and large enterprise, which is absolutely considerable.

This is almost the share point that Song Shenyan should have inherited. Although he has changed his identity, what he should give cannot be changed.

One after another won't let him get off topic, staring at his cousin with a bad look: "Are you planning to put down the pick?"

"No." Song Pinyan shrugged: "I'm just on annual leave, and I'll come back when I'm done. You'll only last for more than a month at most. It's not that you're inexperienced, so what are you afraid of?"

"When does Song's president have annual leave?"

"There are some this year, I made the rules just now." Song Pinyan clicked his tongue: "The president is really not a human being. He is open all year round, so you can bear it. Anyway, I want to take a wedding dress with our family for honeymoon Yes, the company will be handed over to you, I will hold a meeting later, give you the executive power of the president, and leave tomorrow."

One after another: "..." He felt that Song Pinyan's eagerness to admit his identity might be to dump the Song family to him.

Song Pinyan laughed: "It's useless to scold me. My ancestor is also your ancestor. Brother, you've worked hard. I'll bring you and my sister-in-law gifts later."

He put on his coat and went out, clapping his hands to the people in the president's office: "Go ahead and call an emergency meeting."

One after another: "..."

(End of this chapter)