Chapter 193

Lu Xiaoya looked at him with pride and pride in her eyebrows and eyes: "good."

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Dongfang Bing's mother and son are waiting outside the study.

Dongfang Bing and song Yanzhi were restless and kept pacing outside the door.

On the contrary, song Lezhi stood quietly against the wall in the corner.

Song Yanzhi raised his wrist and looked at the time: "Mom, it's been two hours. Hasn't dad finished reading it?"

Dongfang Bing bit his finger and continued to pace.

"What's in that U-disk? Mom, think about it. Does Dad have something to hold by Lu Shaoqiu?"

Dongfang Bing was impatient: "how do I know what it is!"

Song Yanzhi was uneasy: "Mom, Dad shouldn't really sign?"

"Shut up! Don't talk to me!"

"Mom!"

Dongfang Bing pressed down his impatience: "Yanzhi, I really can't think of what's in the U disk he gave your father. In short, let's all be patient and wait?"

Suddenly, there was a loud bang from the room.

All three were shocked.

Song Lezhi first reacted, stepped forward and beat the door: "Dad, open the door!"

No one inside should answer.

Dongfang Bing and song Yanzhi were also anxious. They both began to knock at the door. Song Yan shouted more loudly: "Dad, open the door! Open the door quickly. Is something wrong with you?"

Still no response.

Dongfang Bing turns around and is ready to get the study key.

Lu Shaoqiu came up with the study key in his hand.

Dongfang Bing's mother and son hate him when they see him now.

However, song Qizheng's safety was more important, so he had to swallow his hatred for the time being, and rushed in with him when he opened the door of his study.

"Dad!"

"Qizheng!"

Behind the desk, song Qizheng fell to the ground, and his body was still hanging on the armrest of the big class chair.

Dongfang Bing's mother and son were shocked and ran over with a roar.

Lu Shaoqiu was calmer than them. He frowned and took a few big steps forward. He resolutely and neatly picked song Qizheng down and let him lie flat on the ground.

Then untie the shirt button in his neck and touch the artery between his neck.

When he felt pacing, he put down his heart and said in a deep voice: "you all spread out and open all the doors and windows. He needs fresh air!"

Dongfang Bing didn't dare to hesitate. All their hatred was put down for the time being and quickly followed his instructions.

Lu Shaoqiu calmly and skillfully gave song Qizheng artificial respiration.

He looked at his face slowing down and skillfully performed external cardiac compression.

Song Qizheng finally woke up slowly.

He opened his eyes and looked at several people blankly.

It took a long time to relax.

Song Yanzhi and song Lezhi are ready to help him up.

"Don't move!" Lu Shaoqiu snapped. "He needs to lie down for a while."

The two brothers dare not move.

Song Qizheng's eyes finally fixed on Lu Shaoqiu's face. His lips stammered, but he didn't say anything in the end.

Lu Xiaoya was also pushed in by housekeeper Shen.

Worried: "how is he? Is he okay?"

Lu Shaoqiu looked at her, paused and shook his head: "fortunately, aren't you eating? There's nothing here. Go back to dinner."

"He's like this. How can I eat? Shaoqiu, what are you doing? Send him to the hospital." Lu Xiaoya urged in a hurry.

"He has to lie like this for a while before he can relax. At this time, moving is not good for him." Lu Shaoqiu explained in a deep voice.

Lu Xiaoya looked at her son's cold face and suddenly felt an uneasy look in her heart.

impossible! Song Qizheng can't have an accident!

She quickly rejected herself.

She hated this man all her life. She deliberately asked her son to revenge him, take everything from him, make him miserable, make him unbearable, and let him taste the desolation of being abandoned for the rest of his life.

However, she never thought how she would feel like this when this moment really came.

Heavy, astringent, painful, reluctant, sad.

For so many years, she just hated, so she didn't think that the opposite of these hatred was love.

If she doesn't love him anymore, how can she be entangled? How can she never think of letting go completely even if she works hard all her life.

She had to admit the fact that even though he was unkind to her all his life, she always loved him

At the moment, looking at him lying on the ground, unable to move, her tears ran down uncontrollably, covered her lips with both hands and whispered, "can't die! Can't die! You can't die..."

At this moment, she realized that all her revenge was not the end of his life, but the hope to return to him, look at him and hear him, even if he had only a little care and warmth.

She couldn't imagine what she would do if he died?

Her infatuation, hope and hatred all turned into endless tears at this moment.

She thought, she was wrong, she was really wrong, she shouldn't hate him.

What we should hate more is the woman of Dongfang Bing.

It was her appearance that took away everything that belonged to her, her beloved man, her home and all her hopes.

Therefore, all this comes from and is destroyed by the eastern ice.

All her life, Lu Xiaoya will never let Dongfang Bing go!

Lu Shaoqiu raised his voice: "housekeeper Shen, send your wife back to her room and accompany her well!"

"Yes, young master!" housekeeper Shen hurriedly pushed Lu Xiaoya's wheelchair up.

Lu Xiaoya still refuses to go, pestering to push the wheelchair to song Qizheng.

"Send her back to her room!" worried that she would be stimulated again, Lu Shaoqiu said coldly.

Shen housekeeper did not dare to accommodate her any more. He quickly pushed up the wheelchair and sent the crying Lu Xiaoya back to her room.

Dongfang Bing squatted next to song Qizheng, and his eyes fell on Song Qizheng's early retirement and the Shuming documents that let Lu Ruqiu take over.

Busy and secretly winked at Song Lezhi and song Yanzhi behind him.

They hurried over and squatted down in Song Qizheng's left and right.

While Lu Shaoqiu is still paying attention to the direction of Lu Xiaoya's departure, song Yanzhi reaches out to take the document out of song Qizheng's hand and have a good look.

Who knows, although song Qizheng was in a coma, he held the document very tightly.

"What are you doing?" Lu Shaoqiu came back and asked in a low voice.

Song Yanzhi replied indifferently, "of course we should see clearly what inequality conditions are!"

"When he signs, he will show you. You can see it as you want!" Lu Shaoqiu came over, explored song Qizheng's neck again, and looked carefully at the old man's face. "Send him to the bedroom bed!"

Several people worked together to send song Qizheng back to his room.

After lying down for a while, song Qizheng woke up.

Eyes are still a little cloudy, completely without the usual seriousness and sharpness.

He looked around and his eyes flashed one by one from several faces.

Finally, it was fixed on Lu Shaoqiu's face and his voice was hoarse: "bring the pen and I'll sign! However, I have one condition before signing."

Lu Shaoqiu seemed to have expected it for a long time. There was no joy on his face. He asked lightly, "what conditions?"

"Their two brothers, who continue to stay in the group, must be above the manager level."

"What? He wants us to leave the company? What's his reason? Dad, we don't go! Also, the original position remains unchanged!" Song Yanzhi was angry and shouted.

"Shut up!" Song Qizheng stopped him with dignity, and he coughed again.

Lu Shaoqiu stepped forward, sat down by the bed, stretched out his hand and stroked his back slowly and forcefully until he calmed down.

"Mo Zhi, you promised me to sign now on the terms I said." Song Qizheng raised his eyes and looked at Lu Shaoqiu.

"Impossible!" Lu Shaoqiu continued to help him follow his anger, but the agreement did not give in at all.

Song Qizheng was excited: "do you have to be so cruel?"

Lu Shaoqiu's eyebrows and eyes were like ice: "you know in your heart that I think of the Song family's enterprise!"

Song Qizheng sighed heavily: "good! Good! Good! Your wings are hard. I can't hold you. Today, if you don't promise me this condition, I won't sign!"

The two sides are deadlocked.

Dongfang Bing's mother and son are together and dare not breathe.

Only if people continue to stay in the company can they have hope. If they are really kicked out by Lu Shaoqiu, they will get nothing. Everything they have been pursuing for so many years will become empty!

Lu Shaoqiu was silent for a minute.

Song Qizheng waited patiently. At this time, he was more calm than anyone.

They are all his sons. It is impossible for him to completely separate song Yanzhi and song Lezhi from the company. They are also part of the group and part of the Song family.

No matter what holiday he had with his two wives, it was an old thing. Moreover, several sons had nothing to do with it. They were all innocent. Therefore, no matter what they did, he could not expect the three of them to unite as one, but at least they could work for the group in all posts of the group.

Lu Shaoqiu finally made a slow voice: "I can promise you that they will continue to stay in the group, but retain the occupation above the manager level, which I will do according to their ability!"

Song Qizheng paused and nodded, "OK."

Lu Shaoqiu handed him the pen.

"Can't sign!" Dongfang Bing shouted, "husband, you can't do this to Yanzhi and Lezhi! It's unfair to pass all the group to one son!"

Song Qizheng took a deep look at her, sighed, solemnly signed his name at the end of the document, and then handed the document to Lu Shaoqiu: "go and convene the shareholders' meeting."

"Don't worry, I'll handle it!" Lu Shaoqiu took a few thin pieces of paper. After years of hard work, when it came true at the moment, he didn't have the joy and sense of achievement he imagined.

Dongfang Bing's three faces turned white, and Dongfang Bing collapsed powerlessly on the ground.

"Mo Zhi, go out and pour me a glass of water. I'm thirsty." Song Qizheng looks at Lu Shaoqiu.

Lu Shaoqiu guessed his intention, took the document and got up: "OK."

"Dad, how can you do this? How long has he been in the company? You give the whole group to him? What about us? Not to mention Lezhi, I have worked hard in the group for several years. In a word, you give him everything we have? My mother is right. Are you fair to us? Aren't we the descendants of the Song family?" Song Yanzhi totally couldn't accept this reality and shouted at Song Qizheng.