Yang Bei next to Shen Hongyan was not the person arranged by the enemy!
This news was a huge shock to Song Wanshuang.
She also let out a long sigh of relief for Shen Hongyan, but that was all. She was not interested in any news after Yang Bei.
You must know that Song Wanshuang is a big boss who guides tens of thousands of people every morning when he wakes up. He is the soul of a top company.
Very busy.
In addition, she still needs treatment, which further shortens her office hours.
So after listening to Song Qingci's report on what happened last night, she wanted to hang up. Unexpectedly, Song Qingci talked about her illness again.
Song Wanshuang was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Tell me about it?"
Song Qingci nodded and quickly repeated what Yang Bei had said to her.
After hearing this, Song Wanshuang smiled bitterly: "What he said is similar to what the experts said, he needs my biological bone marrow. But because he doesn't have it, he is terminally ill. Celadon, the only person in the world who is truly related to me by blood is Xiaobei." "
"But he passed away five years ago."
"Okay, Celadon, you don't have to worry about me."
Song Wanshuang said calmly: "As for death, I have been prepared to encounter it."
After saying that, he disconnected the phone.
Song Qingci held up her cell phone and couldn't put it down for a long time.
Why isn't she Song Wanshuang's biological sister? If that were the case, she would be willing to give all her bone marrow for transplantation.
pity.
Song Wanshuang's parents were both overseas Chinese and died young. She had no sisters or brothers and only one son.
But her son also died five years ago.
It turns out that Sister Shuang knew about this treatment method, but it was useless even if she knew it.
Because the person who can transplant her bone marrow is no longer available.
Nowadays, many diseases can be treated through organ transplantation. For example, transplantation of kidneys, livers, and bone marrow diseases can also be treated in this way.
Generally, it is necessary to find a reasonable and matching matching organ.
With the financial resources of the Huaibei Foundation, it is not impossible to find only simple matches. But Song Wanshuang's disease was so serious that he had to use the bone marrow of relatives, even relatives who could not be separated from each other to match the type.
"Unless Yang Bei from five years ago can come back to life."
Song Qingci sighed desperately: "Otherwise, who else can save Sister Shuang?"
When Song Qingci hung up the phone, Yang Bei also listened to Shen Hongyan finish explaining the long rules.
The general meaning is: Although you have moved into my house and we are nominally a couple, we must not do anything that crosses the boundary. We sleep in separate rooms and live our own lives, and we must not disturb each other.
After talking about it, Shen Hongyan also took out a contract, which clearly laid out the rules.
Yang Bei nodded his head when he saw it, waved his hand and said: "Is it okay to just do this? I will go back to you today to deal with business, and when the old man leaves, I will move out -"
"no."
Shen Hongyan shook her head: "What if grandpa calls to check on the situation? Wouldn't the secret be exposed if you weren't here?"
"Just tell a lie."
Yang Bei shrugged disapprovingly, and Shen Hongyan rolled her eyes: "You can lie the first time, but what about the second and third time? You can't lie every time, right?"
Seeing this girl fussing over everything, Yang Bei pondered for a while and nodded: "Okay, I agree to this contract, but you've finished talking about your rules, and I haven't talked about mine yet."
"you say!"
"First, you can't have undue thoughts about me just because I'm handsome, such as peeking at me taking a shower or sneaking into my bed in the middle of the night. Second, if you really can't help it, you must discuss it with me. , I want to be on top. Third——"
"You bastard, shut up!"
Shen Hongyan blushed, grabbed a pen and threw it away.
Too bad she thought Yang Bei really had any real qualifications!
I didn't expect that this stinky scoundrel would still be unable to spit out ivory from his mouth.
Yang Bei dodged away and raised his eyebrows at her triumphantly: "You are so accurate, but you want to throw it at me?"
But Yang Bei didn't pay attention. He avoided the tip of the pen but not the ink. The pen, which was covered in ink, leaked ink in mid-air and threw a black line all over his face.
One second he was raising his hands to say yes, and the next second he froze.
The black line falling from the forehead is as funny as you want.
"puff."
Shen Hongyan's eyebrows arched, and the corners of Yang Bei's eyes trembled. He glanced at the broken pen on the ground and couldn't help but cursed: "You are a big boss after all, so you use this broken pen?"
"Humph, that was a souvenir given to me by someone else. Who would have thought it would be so useless?"
When Shen Hongyan snorted, there was a knock on the door. After returning from the meeting, Lu Xiaoqian came in. First she took a deep look at Yang Bei, and then at Mr. Shen who couldn't help laughing, and said to her heart: Mr. Shen has been in such a mood these days. Okay, is it really because of him?
As everyone knows, just a few minutes ago, Shen Hongyan wanted to strangle Yang Bei to death.
"Xiaoqian, what's wrong?"
"Mr. Shen, here are the minutes of the meeting."
Lu Xiaoqian quickly walked to the desk, handed over a notebook, and said: "Mr. Shen, a notice has been sent to the cosmetics conference next month. Vice President Zhang of the Central China Chamber of Commerce is visiting the lobby. Woolen cloth."
"So fast?"
Shen Hongyan was a little surprised. Although Shen's Pharmaceutical has been involved in cosmetics for a long time, its scale has never been large.
This year we have started to scale up, but we are still relatively new in the industry.
The annual cosmetics conference is the easiest stage for newcomers to shine, but the venue of the conference is so large and the number of places that can be selected is limited.
There are many cosmetics companies in Central China, and Shen Hongyan has to work hard to get a spot.
Shen Hongyan was also caught off guard by Vice President Zhang's sudden visit.
The company's new products are still in the research and development process, and the old products are not very competitive.
"I understand, let's go down."
Shen Hongyan stood up, looking like she had a headache. Before leaving, she said to Yang Bei: "Hey, don't run around, wait for me here."
Yang Bei didn't take it seriously and went into the bathroom to wash away the ink on his face.
Shen Hongyan didn't care about Yang Bei anymore. After taking the elevator to the lobby, she shook hands with Vice President Zhang enthusiastically.
Vice President Zhang is a middle-aged man with a Chinese character face and a decent appearance in suits and ties: "Shen, Mr. Shen, are you Shen Hongyan?"
Shen Hongyan smiled: "Mr. Zhang, don't you recognize me?"
Vice President Zhang looked her face up and down and shook his head: "I just didn't expect that you would be so beautiful after you recovered from your strange illness——"
"Thank you for the compliment."
Shen Hongyan pulled her hand back with a little force.
Vice President Zhang still looked reluctant to leave, and asked with a smile: "What a transformation of women, has Mr. Shen had a meal at noon? Let's have a meal together?"
During this period of time, Shen Hongyan had seen too many men like this.
When she had dragon scale disease, men didn't care about her appearance. After all, profit was the first priority in the shopping mall. Now that her dragon scale disease is cured, men all care about her appearance.
What girl doesn't love beauty?
So normally, Shen Hongyan would still look complacent in front of the mirror.
But as time went by, she became very annoyed, especially when she met someone like Vice President Zhang who had saliva written all over his face.
Suddenly, Yang Bei's image appeared in her mind. She immediately raised her eyebrows, shook her head and smiled: "Forget about eating, my boyfriend is still waiting for me. I'm afraid he will misunderstand."