Brother Rong, I'm sorry, I just found out that you were here, so why didn't you notify others in advance... I can pick you up...
With a crisp sound, the light rain broke in like a gust of wind.
Shang Rong saw Xiaoyu wearing a plain face and pale face. After a few days, he not only became much haggard, but also looked thinner.After a moment of distress, he didn't say anything, walked over and gently held the girl in his arms.
Brother Rong...
Xiaoyu let out a low voice and buried her face into the man's neck. For a moment, the room was quiet, with only the sound of the two people's breath.
After a long time, Xiaoyu raised her head, and tears flashed with tears and said: The house was very messy these two days. I'm asking someone to clean up your room. My mother is still busy there, and she doesn't know you are here yet.
Shang Rong hugged Xiaoyu and whispered: Stop busy, I stayed in a hotel, but I just don’t know what I can help.
Xiaoyu said coquettishly: How can that work?It’s not that there is no place to live at home, and you can’t help with other things. You can just go together during the funeral, and we will have dinner together tonight.
Where is your brother?Shang Rong asked.
He is the busiest person, but his friends are all here to celebrate his promotion... I'm so annoying... I'll go out, you'll wait...
Xiaoyu was about to leave, but Shang Rong suddenly said: I really wanted to see Yanyan just now...
Xiaoyu was stunned and then said unnaturally: Oh... I asked her to help... Let's talk about it tonight...
After saying that, he went out as if he ran away.
Judging from Xiaoyu's expression just now, she must know about Sun Xiaoning and Zhang Yan. Based on her understanding of Xiaoyu, she would not be able to participate in this matter. The problem is mostly about Zhang Yan herself.
But why did she hide it from herself?
Shang Rong sat there, covering his face with his hands. The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became, the stronger the pain in his heart. He felt that if Zhang Yan was really taken over by Sun Xiaoning, it would be more than just a few hundred million yuan he extorted?
What is lost is money when extorted, and what is lost is your own woman being taken over by others, and what is lost is personality and dignity. This cannot be measured by money.
To take a step back, he would rather let Zhang Yan go out and sell himself than let Sun Xiaoning get involved. Of course, he knew that his ideas were ridiculous and perverted, but if he didn't think so, he would be unhappy, and if he didn't do this, he would be unhappy.
Finally, when all unrealistic thoughts settle down, there are only two most realistic questions before us.what to do?
Did he turn against Sun Xiaoning for a woman?Not to mention whether he can compete with him, even if he takes Zhang Yan back, will there be some unexpected catastrophic consequences?
In addition, although I don’t know what position Zhang Yan is in in Xiaoyu’s company now, she holds 5% of the company’s equity. Sun Xiaoning’s idea of Zhang Yan is for the money in her hands. Ouyang Xiaoshan’s shares can now be said to be in Sun Xiaoning’s hands. If he controls the part in Zhang Yan’s hands, it means that he owns 15% of the company’s shares, which is not a small amount.
Shang Rong suddenly felt that there was not enough air in the room and felt a little breathless. He stood up and walked back and forth in annoyance for a while. He heard that there seemed to be no movement outside, so he slipped out quietly like a thief, without taking a car, and walked along Chang'an Street toward Tiananmen Square.
When we got off the plane at noon, the sky was a little gloomy. When Shang Rongliu reached Tiananmen Square, a cool breeze blew and then it started to rain.
Shang Rong didn't hide, but just wandered around aimlessly, while watching the tourists taking photos.
He noticed that a policeman seemed to be staring at him, and suddenly remembered the identity of the suspect who had been forgotten by him. He couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly accelerated a few steps out of his sight. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, hum!
He actually wandered in front of Tiananmen Gate and really regarded himself as a good person. It would be more serious to find a place to hide.
Thinking of this, I wanted to stop a taxi. Suddenly, I thought that the taxi passing by Tiananmen were not allowed to park, so I had to return to Nanchizi Street before I encountered an empty car.
Find a hotel.
Shang Rong said to the driver as soon as he got on the bus.
The driver looked at the guests strangely, glanced at them, and asked in a Beijing movie: There are so many hotels in Beijing. What kind of hotel are you looking for? Five-star or six-star...
Shang Rong looked at his outfit and knew that the driver was sarcasticating himself, but he didn't care. Who made his clothes look like a civic?
But the Beijing movie was quite nice, so he imitated the Beijing accent and said angrily: Whatever you want, you...
The driver seemed to know the reason why people should not behave like appearance. Without saying a word, he pulled the guests to the front of the old Beijing Hotel hundreds of meters away.
With Shang Rong's current value, the housing prices of Beijing hotels naturally couldn't scare him. He just thought of Zi Hui's frugality and felt guilty about the spending of 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a night, but now he couldn't care about so much. When he was lying on the large bed in a suite, he began to think about Zhang Yan again. For a moment, his mood was as cloudy and rainy as the weather outside.
Just as Shang Rong was wandering around Bahuang, looking angry, gritting his teeth, and sighing and worrying about gains and losses, his cell phone rang. He thought it was Xiaoyu, but when he took out his cell phone, he found that it was Zi Hui's number.
I don’t know if it’s appropriate to tell you this news at this time, you’re a dad!
Zi Hui's voice was filled with sadness.
The woman's tone now is like a diplomat, and I don't know where she learned it.
This was Shang Rong's initial impression. Then he understood the meaning of Zi Hui's second half of the sentence, jumped up from the bed like a spring, and shouted: What the hell are you talking about?
Zi Hui was stunned and then said angrily: Gao Yin was born, she is a daughter.Premature birth.But mother and daughter are safe.
Shang Rong held up his cell phone and couldn't speak. Has Gao Yin been born?
daughter?
Premature birth?
After circling in his mind for a while, he seemed to have returned to reality. His nose felt sore and tears almost flowed out.
High, what a good woman!
He actually gave birth to a child for me, which made me end my worries without any further worries.
Hello!You speak!If you don't want it, I'll give it to you.
Zi Hui seemed to guess the man’s thoughts there and said sourly.
Good Huihui...my baby...you help me take good care of Ah...I'll hurry back as soon as possible...
Shang Rong was incoherently not sure what to say, and then said loudly: The child’s name is Zi Yàn... Shang Zi Yàn...
After hanging up the phone, Shang Rong fell on the bed, covering his face with his hands, muttering sounds in his mouth, and I don’t know if he was telling or crying.
However, in a short while, a man's tone-incomplete singing came from the room.
With a crisp sound, the light rain broke in like a gust of wind.
Shang Rong saw Xiaoyu wearing a plain face and pale face. After a few days, he not only became much haggard, but also looked thinner.After a moment of distress, he didn't say anything, walked over and gently held the girl in his arms.
Brother Rong...
Xiaoyu let out a low voice and buried her face into the man's neck. For a moment, the room was quiet, with only the sound of the two people's breath.
After a long time, Xiaoyu raised her head, and tears flashed with tears and said: The house was very messy these two days. I'm asking someone to clean up your room. My mother is still busy there, and she doesn't know you are here yet.
Shang Rong hugged Xiaoyu and whispered: Stop busy, I stayed in a hotel, but I just don’t know what I can help.
Xiaoyu said coquettishly: How can that work?It’s not that there is no place to live at home, and you can’t help with other things. You can just go together during the funeral, and we will have dinner together tonight.
Where is your brother?Shang Rong asked.
He is the busiest person, but his friends are all here to celebrate his promotion... I'm so annoying... I'll go out, you'll wait...
Xiaoyu was about to leave, but Shang Rong suddenly said: I really wanted to see Yanyan just now...
Xiaoyu was stunned and then said unnaturally: Oh... I asked her to help... Let's talk about it tonight...
After saying that, he went out as if he ran away.
Judging from Xiaoyu's expression just now, she must know about Sun Xiaoning and Zhang Yan. Based on her understanding of Xiaoyu, she would not be able to participate in this matter. The problem is mostly about Zhang Yan herself.
But why did she hide it from herself?
Shang Rong sat there, covering his face with his hands. The more he thought about it, the more jealous he became, the stronger the pain in his heart. He felt that if Zhang Yan was really taken over by Sun Xiaoning, it would be more than just a few hundred million yuan he extorted?
What is lost is money when extorted, and what is lost is your own woman being taken over by others, and what is lost is personality and dignity. This cannot be measured by money.
To take a step back, he would rather let Zhang Yan go out and sell himself than let Sun Xiaoning get involved. Of course, he knew that his ideas were ridiculous and perverted, but if he didn't think so, he would be unhappy, and if he didn't do this, he would be unhappy.
Finally, when all unrealistic thoughts settle down, there are only two most realistic questions before us.what to do?
Did he turn against Sun Xiaoning for a woman?Not to mention whether he can compete with him, even if he takes Zhang Yan back, will there be some unexpected catastrophic consequences?
In addition, although I don’t know what position Zhang Yan is in in Xiaoyu’s company now, she holds 5% of the company’s equity. Sun Xiaoning’s idea of Zhang Yan is for the money in her hands. Ouyang Xiaoshan’s shares can now be said to be in Sun Xiaoning’s hands. If he controls the part in Zhang Yan’s hands, it means that he owns 15% of the company’s shares, which is not a small amount.
Shang Rong suddenly felt that there was not enough air in the room and felt a little breathless. He stood up and walked back and forth in annoyance for a while. He heard that there seemed to be no movement outside, so he slipped out quietly like a thief, without taking a car, and walked along Chang'an Street toward Tiananmen Square.
When we got off the plane at noon, the sky was a little gloomy. When Shang Rongliu reached Tiananmen Square, a cool breeze blew and then it started to rain.
Shang Rong didn't hide, but just wandered around aimlessly, while watching the tourists taking photos.
He noticed that a policeman seemed to be staring at him, and suddenly remembered the identity of the suspect who had been forgotten by him. He couldn't help but feel nervous and quickly accelerated a few steps out of his sight. He couldn't help but laugh at himself, hum!
He actually wandered in front of Tiananmen Gate and really regarded himself as a good person. It would be more serious to find a place to hide.
Thinking of this, I wanted to stop a taxi. Suddenly, I thought that the taxi passing by Tiananmen were not allowed to park, so I had to return to Nanchizi Street before I encountered an empty car.
Find a hotel.
Shang Rong said to the driver as soon as he got on the bus.
The driver looked at the guests strangely, glanced at them, and asked in a Beijing movie: There are so many hotels in Beijing. What kind of hotel are you looking for? Five-star or six-star...
Shang Rong looked at his outfit and knew that the driver was sarcasticating himself, but he didn't care. Who made his clothes look like a civic?
But the Beijing movie was quite nice, so he imitated the Beijing accent and said angrily: Whatever you want, you...
The driver seemed to know the reason why people should not behave like appearance. Without saying a word, he pulled the guests to the front of the old Beijing Hotel hundreds of meters away.
With Shang Rong's current value, the housing prices of Beijing hotels naturally couldn't scare him. He just thought of Zi Hui's frugality and felt guilty about the spending of 7,000 to 8,000 yuan a night, but now he couldn't care about so much. When he was lying on the large bed in a suite, he began to think about Zhang Yan again. For a moment, his mood was as cloudy and rainy as the weather outside.
Just as Shang Rong was wandering around Bahuang, looking angry, gritting his teeth, and sighing and worrying about gains and losses, his cell phone rang. He thought it was Xiaoyu, but when he took out his cell phone, he found that it was Zi Hui's number.
I don’t know if it’s appropriate to tell you this news at this time, you’re a dad!
Zi Hui's voice was filled with sadness.
The woman's tone now is like a diplomat, and I don't know where she learned it.
This was Shang Rong's initial impression. Then he understood the meaning of Zi Hui's second half of the sentence, jumped up from the bed like a spring, and shouted: What the hell are you talking about?
Zi Hui was stunned and then said angrily: Gao Yin was born, she is a daughter.Premature birth.But mother and daughter are safe.
Shang Rong held up his cell phone and couldn't speak. Has Gao Yin been born?
daughter?
Premature birth?
After circling in his mind for a while, he seemed to have returned to reality. His nose felt sore and tears almost flowed out.
High, what a good woman!
He actually gave birth to a child for me, which made me end my worries without any further worries.
Hello!You speak!If you don't want it, I'll give it to you.
Zi Hui seemed to guess the man’s thoughts there and said sourly.
Good Huihui...my baby...you help me take good care of Ah...I'll hurry back as soon as possible...
Shang Rong was incoherently not sure what to say, and then said loudly: The child’s name is Zi Yàn... Shang Zi Yàn...
After hanging up the phone, Shang Rong fell on the bed, covering his face with his hands, muttering sounds in his mouth, and I don’t know if he was telling or crying.
However, in a short while, a man's tone-incomplete singing came from the room.
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