Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 4048 Bodhi has no tree (1)

Jiang Ci returned to Hwaseong.

Zhang De became the only person Song Shaoyan trusted, and he would not only help him manage the company, but also his daily life.

Song Shaoyan still didn't go back to Song's house, he lived in his small villa, and occasionally stared at the loquat tree in the courtyard in a daze.

In autumn, all the leaves of the trees have fallen, leaving only the bare trunks, without any aesthetic feeling.

The sun slanted down from the tips, and through the criss-crossed branches, a messy landscape painting was formed on the ground, with the unique bleakness of this season in the mess.

After two weeks in the hospital, Song Shaoyan lost a lot of weight.

He didn't return to Hwaseong during this period, nor did he go to the Song Group. He liked to live alone in the villa without anyone's influence, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

In fact, the upper circles in the capital have long since forgotten him, and he has become a legend, a legend of the curtain call.

Likewise, no one knew he was still alive in this world.

He only used Mo Xiu's identity, and no one knew he was Song Shaoyan.

The wind gently blew over his neck, bringing a "swish" coolness and some itchiness.

Sometimes he sits alone in a wheelchair and looks into the distance...

He didn't know what was in the distance.

Be it the bustle, hustle and bustle, or prosperity in this world, he is like a spectator, outside of it.

It is already a great gift to be able to live these few years and avenge himself and the Song family.

He didn't expect too much.

"President Song, President Song." Zhang De called him several times, holding a thin blanket in his hands, "It's a bit cold outside, I'll take you into the living room."

Song Shaoyan pulled back his thoughts: "I can do it myself."

"it is good."

Zhang De didn't say much, but followed Song Shaoyan carefully.

Song Shaoyan was only wearing a thin gray and black sweater. There was no sun today, so it seemed to be very cold.

He went into the living room, and Zhang De followed.

"President Song, here are the financial statements and statistical data of the Song Group, please take a look." There was a pile of documents on the coffee table.

"Just look at it." Song Shaoyan didn't raise his eyelids, as if he didn't care about anything.

"President Song, do you want to replace Song Lin's people?"

"No need to change, the company has changed owners, they have their own discretion."

"Yes, I understand."

"Let someone pack up and go back to Hwaseong tomorrow."

"Mr. Song, are you still going back to the capital? There is also Song's affairs, which need to be taken care of by someone. If you go back, there will be no leader among the dragons, and there will be chaos."

"Song's projects have been integrated, and the unprofitable and manpower-intensive traditional businesses have been thrown away. After the integration of Song's and Hengyuan, the jewelry business will be Song's main business. There is Song's old brand, and the newly integrated The group will go further."

Zhang De lamented that Song Shaoyan thought very far and had a high vision: "But, Mr. Song, don't you plan to take the initiative to manage the group's business?"

"People like me are no longer suitable." Song Shaoyan's eyes were full of sparkles, dim and powerless.

"How come, Mr. Song, you are rational, intelligent, courageous, and cunning. The Song family is called the Song family only because of you. You are the soul of the entire group." Zhang De said, "Leave it to others, can you rest assured? The Song group has finally come to an end It's spring again."

Zhang De also knew that the Song family had been in a slump a few years ago.

This year, the Song family went downhill under Song Lin's hands and almost went bankrupt.

Only Song Shaoyan can save the Song family.

(End of this chapter)