Entertainment: I treat you as my sister, but you want to pick on me?

Chapter 346 Ruined him

"Jiang Yan, people in the circle are spreading rumors that Weng Xingwang is dead."

Zhang Dan on the other end of the phone said.

Just this morning, an ambulance stopped at the gate of Dongsheng, and Weng Xingwang, who was lying on a stretcher, was sent to the hospital without any blood.

Although Dongsheng tried his best to suppress this matter, there were too many people watching.

Weng Xingwang on the stretcher was vomiting blood profusely, and he didn't even have the strength to speak. He kept telling Mu Qingya who was standing beside him, as if he was preparing for the funeral.

"I see."

Jiang Yan was surprised and hung up the phone.

Jiang Yan learned from Mu Qingya a long time ago that Weng Xingwang had lung cancer, but the disease was under control, and Weng Xingwang had the idea of ​​retiring. In fact, he was doing the same, handing over the rights and shares to Mu Qingya.

Could it be that the disease is getting worse, and the early stage of lung cancer has become late stage?

Jiang Yan was full of thoughts, if Weng Xingwang really died, the impact on Beifeng Entertainment and so on.

In Yanjing General Hospital, the corridor was filled with the pungent smell of medical alcohol, and Mu Qingya and many Dongsheng high-rises were walking back and forth.

too suddenly!

Everything happened so suddenly!
No one thought that Weng Xingwang, who had a normal complexion and seemed to be in good spirits, would faint in the office.

Mu Qingya rubbed the center of her brows, raising her head from time to time to look at the emergency room in front of her.

crunch--

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

Mu Qingya asked anxiously.

"We have been rescued temporarily, but the patient's physical condition is not optimistic." The doctor shook his head, expressing his helplessness.

Weng Xingwang himself is old, and his lung cancer has deteriorated again to an uncontrollable level. It is a miracle that he can be rescued.

Mu Qingya's heart skipped a beat, she instantly understood what the doctor meant, and watched Weng Xingwang being transferred to the intensive care unit.

"Except for the chairman's secretary, everyone else should leave and do their own thing." Mu Qingya, who turned her back to everyone, took a deep breath, turned her head and said expressionlessly.

Weng Xingwang made a will, and all his shares will be handed over to Mu Qingya after his death, which means that Mu Qingya will be the real person in charge of Dongsheng in the future.

The originally messy corridor became quiet in an instant, and Mu Qingya put on her protective clothing and walked into the intensive care unit.

Weng Xingwang was lying on the hospital bed with tubes all over his body. His eyes were dull and his expression was painful. Seeing Mu Qingya and his loyal secretary who had been with him for more than 30 years, he nodded and began to think about it.

"Do you think it is important to live a wonderful life, or to live long enough?"

Weng Xingwang spoke very softly, before Mu Qingya could answer, Weng Xingwang talked to himself.

"I have encountered too many ups and downs in my life. Although there are twists and turns, I can resolve them. It is smooth and smooth, which also makes my desire for control much stronger."

"Ugh"

Weng Xingwang sighed, with an ugly smile on his face as old as bark.

"Jiang Yan."

Weng Xingwang's tone was neither happy nor sad, making it difficult to hear his inner thoughts.

It should be hate.

Mu Qingya remained silent, after all Weng Xingwang himself was frankly a man with a strong desire to control.

This kind of deformity can even be called a perverted desire to control, which made him victorious in every battle without ever failing, but he met Jiang Yan when he was very old.

From the mutual benefit at the beginning, the development towards a win-win situation, and now it is difficult to end.

"Speak less, the doctor said that your condition has stabilized and you will be discharged in a short time."

Mu Qingya lied.

"Really?" Weng Xingwang glanced past Mu Qingya, looking at his loyal secretary who had followed him for more than 30 years.

The secretary shook his head, and Weng Xingwang smiled.

In the corridor, Mu Qingya sat on a chair.

"Take care of the chairman, I will come over tomorrow."

Mu Qingya told the secretary that she had to deal with a lot of things, and she couldn't waste time in the hospital, which was what Weng Xingwang meant.

After a night of silence, with the dawn of dawn, Mu Qingya sat on the chair that originally belonged to Weng Xingwang.

Weng Xingwang's office is located on the highest floor of Dongsheng, where he can easily overlook the entire Yanjing. Mu Qingya, who has not slept all night, is in no mood to appreciate the scenery. She just received a call, and the time for Weng Xingwang's condition to deteriorate again is running out.

Still familiar with the pungent medical alcohol potion smell, Mu Qingya was standing outside the ward, she heard a woman's voice, and looked in surprise at the secretary who had followed Weng Xingwang for many years.

Weng Xingwang had only one daughter, and she broke up with him, settled abroad and vowed never to return.

In the early years, Weng Xingwang concentrated on his career and didn't care much about his family. His wife passed away very early. As for the reason, Mu Qingya never heard Weng Xingwang or his father who was as close as a brother to Weng Xingwang mention it.

crunch--

What surprised Mu Qingya was that there was only Weng Xingwang lying on the bed in the ward, and no woman was found.

Soon Mu Qingya knew that the woman's voice came from the mobile phone on the table.

Weng Xingwang's face was paler than yesterday, and he was struggling even to speak, his breathing was faint, and he was at the end of his life.

"When it's cold, remember to wear more clothes. If you can quit smoking, you'd better quit. It's not good for your health, and we must take good care of our daughter."

The female voice from the mobile phone was very gentle, Mu Qingya only remembered hearing it somewhere, it seemed to be when she was a child?
This is a more than one hour-long recording. The woman is talking to herself, and her words are full of concern and reluctance for Weng Xingwang.

Hearing the woman's voice, Weng Xingwang slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly thought of something.

"Jiang Yan, destroy him!"

Weng Xingwang is like a dying old lion, trying his best to say the last word in this world.

Mu Qingya's eyes dimmed.

"Are you still unable to let go in the end?"

Seeing Weng Xingwang who stopped breathing, Mu Qingya stood there with mixed emotions.

In her impression, Weng Xingwang had never failed in anything, and he was idling in the courtyard to plan strategies. Who would have thought that the young Jiang Yan could become his obsession, and before he died, he did not forget to say the three things that ruined him. words.

After Weng Xingwang's death, Mu Qingya officially became the chairman of Dongsheng.

In the eyes of others, Dongsheng is still the same Dongsheng, and there is no impact caused by Weng Xingwang's death. Whether Mu Qingya can consolidate Dongsheng's position in the domestic leading entertainment company, or even go further, Dongsheng's management has a question mark in their hearts.

After hearing the news of Weng Xingwang's death, Jiang Yan didn't feel much fluctuating in his heart.

It's not my fault that I broke up with Dongsheng, but Weng Xingwang's insatiable greed, trying to change the film's [-]-[-] split to [-], or even [-].

Now that Beifeng Entertainment is developing rapidly, there is no need for him to return to Dongsheng.

If you can be your own boss, who wants to be a worker?

During the orderly filming of "The Tuner", the doubts of "The Legend of Condor Heroes" disappeared.

Time flies, and it's the end of August in the blink of an eye, and September is an extremely lively month for the public!

(End of this chapter)