"Just come, come, continue, continue to explain why your father is so great. I'm also curious, why?" Su Xiaoyun pushed Su Di Feng away and stared at Su Di Feng as if he were watching a show.
Feng said with a smile.
"Mommy, let's eat hot pot together." Su Difeng knew that he was wrong and pulled Situ Shao to sit next to him, as if he was pulling a shield to protect himself from the sword.
"Humph, eat hot pot. I said you've eaten hot pot so much that you don't even want to go back home. You're such a wild child. I'll give you to Dr. Feng as a research product, okay?"
"don't want!"
One was serious, the other was careless, and he was so eager to please, which made several people laugh. They were so cute. Mother and son were definitely a match made in heaven.
Seeing the smile on Situ Qing's face, Situ Shao sat down next to Dr. Feng with a serious face. Seeing the situation, Su Xiaoyun didn't make any more fuss and just sat quietly next to Su Difeng.
Is it a critical moment? Su Xiaoyun still knows his position. They came here today not because of those things. They came here because they wanted to understand Situ Qing's problem.
"How's it going?" Situ Shao asked in a low voice, trying not to let them hear, but his expression and eyes betrayed him.
"It's okay, second brother, Lao Feng has already worked out a way to detoxify me, right?" Situ Qing looked at Situ Shao and couldn't bear his worry, so she said it casually and gave Dr. Feng an inexplicable wink.
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"Well, yes, preliminary research has been done. In a few days, if you don't reject it after trying it, it will be completely detoxified. Otherwise, we wouldn't be celebrating here." Dr. Feng followed Situ Qing's words and continued.
, he knew what Situ Qing meant, and he didn't want to worry Situ Shao.
After all, there are really quite a lot of things that Fengyun International needs to be busy with recently. Since these things cannot be dealt with, it is useless for him to worry.
"Second brother, don't worry. Even if Lao Feng can't do it, I have Yang Su. Yang Su is a miracle doctor. There's nothing he can't cure, right?" Situ Qing was on the side, eating without worrying about his image.
"Something," he said as he clapped his hands, to her, nothing was a problem, as long as the people around him were safe and well.
After eating from the institute, several people took the car home together.
On the way back, there was a moment of calm. Su Difeng was too tired after a day's work, so he fell asleep on Su Xiaoyun's lap. Situ Qing sat in front, chatting with them and looking at each other from time to time.
Situ Shao's expression made him feel a little uncomfortable.
Because her matter has already made them nervous. If they can't find a solution, it will definitely affect them. Moreover, if Walls attacks them at this time, the consequences will be unimaginable. She herself is
I don't even dare to think about it. Although these things are not big, they will happen once they happen.
"What are you thinking about?" Situ Shao looked at Su Xiaoyun in the rearview mirror and asked casually.
"Ah, I didn't think about anything." Situ Qing seemed to be driven by inertia, straightened her body, and said normally.
"I didn't ask you!"
Situ Shao could see through Situ Qing's nervousness with just such a sentence. She was extremely nervous and worried that Situ Shao would see something, so her reaction was different from usual.
Situ Shao was not stupid, he still saw the car coming out. Su Xiaoyun was a little tired and closed her eyes, ignoring the two people in front of her. Everything was so calm.
Situ Shao drove the car smoothly, without the arrogance and domineering look of the past, and his expression was very calm. For her, the best thing is that the few people she loves most are by her side. A Gan drove the car behind and followed carefully.
later.
They all know that there are countless pairs of eyes around them watching their every move, including those from the Hongmen and the Tyrannosaurus Gang. Therefore, they cannot relax even a little bit. Even Situ Shao must take it with him when he goes out.
He would only go out with a pistol, and he could not guarantee whether there would be any emergencies, but he knew that the only thing he had to protect was Su Xiaoyun's safety.
Early the next morning, Situ Hua has been extremely diligent since Situ Shao resigned from the company. He got to the office early every morning, paying attention to financial trends, worrying about the project in the street garden, and those newly recruited by Walls.
Although the construction team is okay, they have demolished the foundation and are now building, and they still need some funds, which they don't have now.
Situ Shao himself made neat false accounts, which made Situ Hua and Walls think that they still had sufficient funds. However, when the right time came, Situ Shao immediately ordered people to release the news and put Red International to the test.
The actual financial accounts were made public, and Stuart and Walls were caught off guard and had no time to care about each other.
"Chairman, someone from the municipal government came to rush for the groundbreaking ceremony of our street garden. They said that if we can't start the construction by the end of this month, they will start the bidding again and cancel our qualifications."
Situ Hua was thinking about fundraising in the office when Sunny walked in and said with a serious face.
For Sunny, these things have nothing to do with him. Now Red's situation is very clear. Sunny also has his own plans in mind. Situ Hua has been here for a short time. As a senior secretary, he also has a good vision.
Moreover, Sunny knows this very well that good birds choose trees to roost in.
"Tell them that the construction will definitely start before the end of the month," Situ Hua had no choice but to evade and said that as long as there is time, the ship will arrive at the bridge.
"Yes, I understand." Sunny nodded, turned around and walked out.
Outside, after Sunny walked out, he did not return to his seat, but walked onto the rooftop. The rooftop was empty except for roses.
He turned his back to the rooftop and dialed a phone number in silence.
"Everything has been done here. Red International has no funds to use. The city government has also sent people over to give an ultimatum. I think you can start taking action." Sunny said expressionlessly.
She spoke in a very low voice, as if she was worried that someone would hear her. After she finished speaking, she hung up the phone without waiting for a response.
When he turned around, he looked a little surprised at the person who suddenly appeared behind him.
"Reporter Yang, how can you come here?" Sunny turned around and looked at the uninvited guest who appeared out of nowhere, feeling somewhat unhappy.
"What? Can you be here? Can't I come here to see the beautiful roses?" Yang Haoming smiled, picked up a rose and walked towards Sunny.
Sunny chuckled softly. The sun shone from the side of his face. Although it was dazzling, the faces of the two people reflected a look that made people envious, envious and hateful. At a glance, it was clear that they were two people who were extremely favored by God. They were born like this.
Exquisite and without any flaws.
There was a hint of gloom between their brows and disdain for each other, and there was indifference in their eyes.
Although Sunny is very kind on weekdays and treats everyone in the company with a smile, everyone thinks that Sunny is as gentle and elegant as a prince. However, Sunny at this time is not like that. His eyes are full of coldness and kindness.
He was ruthless, like a killer. Looking at Yang Haoming, the handsomeness and indifference between his brows made people feel a little overwhelmed.
Yang Haoming opposite, in terms of looks, is better than Sunny, but in terms of aura, Yang Haoming is a little bit worse. His eyes are full of smiles, but deep down
, if you look carefully, you can see a trace of ridicule and disdain. He disdains these so-called officialdom struggles. He only wants to get what he wants.
"What's wrong? Can't you take your eyes away when you look at me so handsome?" Yang Haoming smiled, with a hint of ridicule in the corner of his mouth.
These two handsome people, if they staged a drama like that here, they would be the headlines tomorrow, the senior secretary to the chairman of Red International and the chief reporter of Walls Daily.
"Didn't I hear that you have already returned to the Wall Street Journal? Why did you suddenly appear here?" Sunny raised her doubts decisively, staring at Yang Haoming, smiling in a daze.
At this time, Yang Haoming was too slow to realize the movements of Sunny's hands.
"Didn't I miss you? Didn't I come back to China to see you?" Yang Haoming smiled, and the smile on the corner of Sunny's mouth was also very strange. His profession had a mystery that they didn't know about. Although it was said to be the Wall Street Journal,
It is also a job of Yang Haoming, but Yang Haoming's real occupation is probably not something they can guess.
With just a reporter, it was very difficult to get in among them, but Yang Haoming did it with ease.
"Stop talking nonsense, what are you doing here? You're not here to eavesdrop on my phone call, are you? You shouldn't be that gossipy." Sunny changed the subject and looked at Yang Haoming and asked directly. He didn't have that much time to chat with him, so
I don’t want to ramble, these are completely nutritious.
As an efficient person, Sunny never wastes a minute of his time, whether it is on Chairman Red's matters or his own personal matters. These are as precious to him as pink diamonds.
Yang Haoming sneered, looking at Sunny's calm and unruly look, he slowly said, "I heard that the man behind Fengyun is actually Situ Shao. Did you know?"
"Oh? Really? I don't know." Sunny stated directly, looking at Yang Haoming and shaking his head.
'Really? That's a pity. You, Red International, don't know such important news. It seems that Second Young Master Si is sure of victory this time." Yang Haoming pretended to be helpless and shook his head, then sighed.
He took a breath, and there was a touch of disdain between his eyebrows, as if he was so sorry and regretful.