"It seems that the Jiang family is sincere. I will make time to go there this weekend."
On the other end of the phone, Song Wanshuang's voice was still so cold.
Song Qingci knew that Song Wanshuang was in this state when she was usually busy. It seemed that the Huaibei Fund also encountered some obstacles after returning to China, which put this strong woman who was always victorious abroad into some difficulties.
But Song Qingci was not worried at all.
She believed that no matter what difficulties she faced, Sister Shuang could overcome them. She smiled and said, "Then I will help you arrange your itinerary and hotel."
"Let's not arrange the schedule for now. I happen to have a sister I want to meet. I'll give myself a few days off."
Song Wanshuang smiled and asked again: "Has the identity of the kidnapper who kidnapped you been found out?"
Song Qingci shook her head: "No, the police said they have never let go. Sister Shuang, you must do a good job of protection when you come."
"Oh, I see."
Song Wanshuang said, hung up the phone, pulled up a photo with Shen Hongyan on the Great Wall, and showed a rare smile: "How much have you and I changed in the past few years?"
The moonlight was bright, and under the same sky, Shen Hongyan had just returned from get off work.
"Hey, it seems like things are going well lately."
Mr. Shen was watering the flowers. When he saw his granddaughter's face beaming with joy, he asked with a smile.
Shen Hongyan smiled sweetly and hugged the old man's arm: "Isn't that right? Now the company is getting better and better, and we have also driven away some people with evil intentions. By the way, grandpa, did you forget to take your medicine today?"
"I haven't forgotten, taking medicine is just like eating now."
The old man chuckled: "It's become a habit. By the way, don't just focus on work. Marriage is an important matter."
"Grandpa, you mentioned this again."
Shen Hongyan curled her lips: "How old are you? Besides, I'm cured now, are you still worried that I can't find a suitable one?"
"You see you are unhappy again. Don't I want to see you get married as soon as possible?"
The old man put down the watering kettle and his voice became serious: "Why did you promise me before? You also swore that you would marry whoever cured your disease. Then you turned around and regretted it. I think Xiao Yang Very good, with good medical skills and a promising future, why did you dump him?"
"I……"
Thinking of Yang Bei, Shen Hongyan's expression became strange: "Don't mention him to me. With his character, I -"
While talking, Shen Hongyan scolded Yang several times in her mind.
She herself didn't realize that she had regained her pride after her appearance recovered.
In the past, she had dragon scale disease and couldn't stand contact with men.
She just thought that she would never find true love anyway, so it would be the same no matter who she married. In addition, the old man pressed her hard, so she accepted the doctor's appointment.
But after she recovered from her dragon scale disease, she felt that the men around her had different attitudes toward her, and she began to look down on Yang Bei again.
She is a billionaire little rich woman.
And in the future, this number will approach two billion, five billion or even ten billion.
Why should you take advantage of Yang Bei, a dirtbag who came from the mountains?
Thinking of this, Shen Hongyan murmured dissatisfiedly: "Grandpa, why do you have to fall in love with him?"
"Because he healed you."
The old man said earnestly: "There are some things you don't know because you were still young at the time. When you were seven years old, you were kidnapped by robbers and stabbed with heavy metal injuries. Even doctors in the province couldn't do anything."
"Fortunately, a wandering miracle doctor passed by and was infected by your mother's cry, so he rescued you."
"At that time, the miracle doctor said that if it was a normal stab wound, there would be only one in a thousand chances of causing dragon scale disease. The reason why you are so lucky is because you have a destiny-killing character."
"At that time, he also said that only those who can truly cure you can suppress your death."
Speaking of this, the old man rubbed her head: "That's why I proposed to see a doctor to find a bride. I just hope that I can find this person."
"Who is Yang Bei? This is all feudal superstition. Grandpa, why do you still believe in this? I am a staunch materialist warrior and I won't talk to you anymore."
Shen Hongyan pouted and touched her arm when she entered the room: she was covered in goosebumps.
The old man said these words as if Yang Bei was her destiny!
Who is she destined to be?
Then Shen Hongyan would rather be killed by a piece of tofu.
Seeing that she was impatient, the old man could only smile bitterly and stop talking. He was also a materialist and didn't care much about the feudal dross.
He is more willing to respect Shen Hongyan's own choice.
After dinner, Shen Hongyan went upstairs to the study room, drank coffee, and processed some documents.
Nowadays, a large number of senior executives within Shen's Pharmaceutical Company have resigned, but there are sufficient funds and medicinal materials. Everyone has just come out of the pessimism and is full of energy.
To describe it in one word is——
A lot of waste awaits prosperity.
As a boss, Shen Hongyan is of course very busy.
She was also in a good mood. After the dragon scale lines on her face disappeared, she was obviously much more relaxed socially. She had a great time discussing cooperation projects with several large dealers.
When you are in a good mood, you won’t feel tired at work.
It wasn't until half past ten that Shen Hongyan yawned and stretched to put down the documents when her cell phone rang.
"Buzz, buzz."
When Shen Hongyan saw that the caller ID was Mr. Wei, a smile appeared on her face: "Mr. Wei, why did you remember to call me at this time?"
"Haha, Mr. Shen, our headquarters leaders are very interested in the issue of cooperation."
Mr. Wei's voice over there was particularly enthusiastic: "I said that I would personally come to Jiangzhou this weekend and have a chat with you. The time will be at noon on Saturday at the Jiangdu Linjiang Hotel. How about it?"
"The leader of the headquarters?"
Shen Hongyan was a little surprised and nodded in agreement again and again.
The company where Mr. Wei works is called Jiangshui Logistics.
It is quite famous in the entire middle reaches of the Yangtze River and is also the largest logistics company. If we can establish a good relationship with them and sign a long-term contract, then Shen's Pharmaceutical can save money on logistics for a long period of ten years. A lot of financial and mental effort.
Of course, Shen Hongyan would not refuse Mr. Wei's invitation.
She was even a little proud: when she still had dragon scales on her face, Mr. Wei was not so enthusiastic towards her.
After hanging up the phone, Shen Hongyan looked at herself in the mirror, touched her face, and hummed twice: Although that guy has a terrible personality, his medical skills are still good. He can be cured with three more treatments.
The disease that has accompanied her for many years and is the root cause of her misogyny will disappear.
Then, does she have a chance to really pursue love?
An image of a man appeared in her mind.
That man is very handsome and a gentleman.
His background is also quite good.
In the past, Shen Hongyan had low self-esteem and thought she was not worthy of him. But now, Shen Hongyan looked at the face in the mirror and laughed dryly: "Is she worthy of him now?"
Just when I thought of this, a loud noise suddenly came from downstairs: Click!
It was the sound of furniture falling over.
What happened?
Just when I thought of this, the nanny at home shouted in shock: "Miss, miss! It's not good, something happened to the old man!!"