No matter how fierce I will cry for you

Everyone is always eager for news about wealthy families, and it is such explosive news. It fermented very quickly. In less than one night, the incident had already made a fuss.

There are also people within the Shaw Group who are ready to take advantage of Shao Rongqian's absence to stir up troubles, and some company executives have resigned.

Shaw Brothers' stock price has fallen by [-]% in three hours, and its market value has evaporated by tens of billions.

After staying up all night, Miss Qiao Er pressed her temples, closed her notebook, and put it aside. She raised her eyes slightly tiredly and glanced around the living room.

Fu Yanci had already sat on the sofa and was still communicating on the phone. Fu Yanci had been giving instructions all night. Li Xing and Xi Yu went back to the head office in the port area, and Song Wensheng went back to the company in Beijing. Then he arranged for the chef to prepare breakfast, while Zhao Zhixi lay on the sofa, his cheeks flushed from sleep.

After Fu Yanci finished making a phone call, Miss Qiao asked him, "How is it? Is it your second uncle's fault?"

"Well, what do you think?" Fu Yanci asked.

Miss Qiao Er stopped pressing her temples, only stretched her arms, and said: "Su He's betrayal and Rong Qian's arrest were all the work of my grandfather. I have already talked to him. He won't know what happened next. If you know how to intervene, the rest is up to us and your second uncle." Miss Qiao Er analyzed.

Fu Yanci lowered his eyes slightly and pondered for a long time without saying anything. He was considering whether Mr. Shen would really quit. If he didn't quit, this game of chess might not be viable.

Miss Qiao Er understood Fu Yanci's concerns: "So, I want to meet the top leader, Mr. Fu, can you arrange it?"

"I've already asked and was rejected. I guess I know something, so I don't want to see him." Fu Yanci replied, still suspecting that Mr. Shen was behind his back.

Miss Qiao Er also expected such a result, took a deep breath, and looked like she was risking her life: "It doesn't matter, I can do something even if you don't see me!"

"What do you mean?" Fu Yanci asked, seeing Miss Qiao Er's confident look.

Miss Qiao Er patted the computer beside her and pursed her lips with a smile: "The will of the people is greater than the sky. When the time comes, even if the leader doesn't want to let people go, they won't be able to do it."

"You want to take advantage of public opinion?" Fu Yanci understood somewhat.

However, political matters are far from as simple as Miss Qiao Er thought. The top leader has a powerful "public opinion force", and not just one person can make things happen.

"I'm just targeting Fu Lao Er, and I don't mean to provoke others. As for my grandpa, I have another way." Miss Qiao Er replied.

Fu Yanci nodded: "No matter what you want to do, it's best for us to discuss it. Now that Rong Qian is not here, you should not take risks."

Fu Yanci has always been gentle and gentle, and he gives instructions to Miss Qiao like a big brother.

Miss Qiao Er nodded: "I understand. If anything happens, we must discuss it in advance."

While the two were talking, Song Wensheng brought out a cup of freshly squeezed soy milk, walked carefully to Zhao Zhixi, knelt down, and gently pulled the hem of her clothes: "Xiaoxi, wake up."

Zhao Zhixi couldn't hold back and fell asleep. She had been thinking about how to save Shao Rongqian. However, she was not good at studying and couldn't figure out what would happen next, so she fell asleep later.

At this moment, when Song Wensheng shouted, she immediately woke up. She sat up with her little arms on the sofa cushions. While stretching, she said, "Why did I fall asleep?"

"Here, let's drink a cup of hot soy milk. It's good for your stomach." Song Wensheng's voice was gentle and his movements were gentle. He looked like a good man.Zhao Zhixi's eyes were covered with sleep, and he didn't seem to take it to heart. He took the cup in a daze, took a warm sip, and then frowned: "Well, did you add sugar?"

"No sugar was added, but some honey was added. It is said to be able to cleanse the intestines." Song Wensheng had a smile on his face and squatted on the ground like a good baby.

Zhao Zhixi frowned with disgust: "Take it, take it, I don't like soy milk with condiments."

"Really? Then I'll get you a cup immediately. You wait a moment." As he spoke, Song Wensheng took the cup and ran to the kitchen in a hurry.

Miss Qiao Er looked confused and exchanged glances with Fu Yanci. It was obvious that Fu Yanci was completely confused about the situation.

The two people had quarreled before they met, and sometimes even got physical. What happened today? The sun came out from the west?Or is Song Wensheng causing trouble again?

When neither of them responded, Song Wensheng ran out of the kitchen again, changed a cup of soy milk in his hand, and handed it to Zhao Zhixi, like a little fanboy.

Zhao Zhixi, on the other hand, was like a landowner's wife. She took the cup of soy milk and took it to her lips, took a sip, and then nodded: "Well, this is good."

"I asked them to prepare your favorite crystal buns and shrimp dumplings for breakfast. Whichever one you want to eat, I will help you take it out and cool it in advance." Song Wensheng's service was excellent.

Zhao Zhixi really tilted his head and thought about it, then grinned: "I want to eat them all."

"Then I'll go right away. You wash up first. When you're done, come directly to the restaurant. Sister-in-law, brother Ci, you should also hurry up, or your breakfast will be cold." Song Wensheng said, and then plunged into the kitchen.

"It's really strange." Miss Qiao Er said something specious, and glanced at Fu Yanci meaningfully before getting up and walking towards the bedroom on the second floor.

Zhao Zhixi continued to stretch and put the finished cup of soy milk on the coffee table. Then he pulled off his slippers out of habit and walked towards Fu Yanci: "Should you wash up yourself or should I help you?"

"Ji Ling will be here soon." Fu Yanci meant that Zhao Zhixi was not needed.

Zhao Zhixi nodded: "Then I'll go first."

After saying that, Zhao Zhixi stopped talking to Fu Yanci and went to the bathroom on the first floor. The maid had already found new toiletries.

Zhao Zhixi was washing up inside, while Song Wensheng took the opportunity to get close to Fu Yanci with a flattering smile on his face.

"Brother Ci, let me discuss something with you." Song Wensheng smiled playfully and stood hunched beside Fu Yanci's wheelchair, looking like he was trying to please him.

Fu Yanci's expression was not very gentle, but he didn't show off his face. He just asked Song Wensheng in a nonchalant manner: "What's the matter?"

"It's Xiaoxi. Don't you want to send her back to Dr. Meng? I think if you don't hire her, then I will hire her. Your legs will be healed anyway." Song Wensheng said tactfully.

The temperature in Fu Yanci's eyes dropped a little, and he raised his chin slightly, looking at Song Wensheng's face seriously: "What on earth do you mean? What bad things are you holding back?" (End of Chapter)