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"Mr. Song, you're back." Seeing song Tingchen, Huang Zhiming trotted after him, "President song, tell you a good news."

"What's the good news?" As song Tingchen strode along, he was watching the work status of his employees.

At dawn, he was only close to the people on his floor and some executives. But in this new company, he felt that every employee was so kind and lovely, even the security guard downstairs. This feeling made him feel strange but sweet.

Entering the office, song Tingchen took off his coat in a hurry.

His office is on the 16th floor and the window faces south. The bright sunshine just came in from the window, onto his seat and on his desk.

"Although the space is small, I actually like it very much." Song Tingchen looked around at the surrounding environment and said happily in his voice, "in the morning before, I thought the office must be bright and clean. Now I don't think there is any problem looking at this small space."

Huang Zhiming glanced awkwardly at the office. Now Song Tingchen's office is less than one-fifth of that of dawn. Although they have tried to simplify things, it still seems a little crowded.

"Mr. Song, in fact, we thought that your office should be bigger." Huang Zhiming scratched his hair and said, "in fact, you don't need to leave that part of the space outside. In this way, your office will become larger and easier for you to use."

Song Tingchen smiled calmly. He touched the chair that was hot by the sun and said, "it doesn't matter. It's a good thing for you to leave more space outside."

He pulled up his chair and sat down. There were mountains of documents on the table that he needed to look at one by one.

"By the way, you just said there was good news. Tell me what good news you have." While talking, song Tingchen had picked up his pen and was ready to start reviewing the documents.

"Oh, this is the list brought by the manager of the personnel department." Huang Zhiming said excitedly, "our current quota is basically full, and then I looked. The executives of our company are basically followed by dawn."

Huang Zhiming shrugged his shoulders and said, "because he is an old employee, although he has just come, under their leadership, he has basically been working in a very orderly way."

"Very good." Song Tingchen nodded with satisfaction.

"However," song Tingchen immediately remembered Liu Min's words. He looked up at Huang Zhiming and said, "but I think our small company will be in trouble soon."

"What do you mean?" Seeing that song Tingchen looked wrong, the smile on Huang Zhiming's face disappeared.

"My father already knows about our new company." Song Tingchen said calmly, "I should also be aware of the frequent departure at dawn recently."

Huang Zhiming blinked several times in surprise: "I didn't expect to hide it for so many days."

"Now that I know, I can't help it." Song Tingchen touched his chin and said, "let's do our job first. Let's talk about other things when they happen."

"Song Dong, what will he do?" Huang Zhiming said anxiously that he did not know song Lixian. When song Lixian was in power, he was only a small clerk, so he had almost no contact with song Lixian.

"He will fight back." Song Tingchen said quietly, "knowing that we dug up his people and that I opened a new company, I think he is likely to hit us hard."

Huang Zhiming took a breath. He frowned and asked, "the strength of our company now..."

"Mr. Song, are you sure that Mr. Song will do so?" Huang Zhiming said incredulously, "Dong song and you are father and son. Even if you start a new company, he won't retaliate."

"That's because you don't know him." Song Tingchen shook his head and said, "I know my father's character very well. He will feel that I challenged his authority and that I put him together. Therefore, retaliation is inevitable."

Huang Zhiming whispers that it's not good. They all say that Jiang is still old and spicy. In his heart, song Tingchen, who has just made his debut for three or four years, is certainly not as good as song Lixian, who has been ups and downs in the business sea for most of his life.

"Wait until things come." Song Tingchen glanced at Huang Zhiming and said unhappily, "I'm so afraid I can't beat my father. Why didn't you stay in the morning when my father left you."

"Mr. Song, how can I not believe you?" Huang Zhiming said with a quick smile, "I came to follow you, so how can I not believe you."

"Be quiet..."

Song Tingchen just wanted to fight Huang Zhiming, but the mobile phone bell rang.

Seeing song Lixian, song Tingchen felt uneasy.

"President song?" Seeing that song Tingchen's face was not right, Huang Zhiming became serious. He asked anxiously, "what's the matter? Who's calling? "

"My father." Song Tingchen took a deep breath and took it.

"What's the matter?" Seeing that song Tingchen hung up his cell phone, his face became more pale, and Huang Zhiming was more worried, "President song, what's the matter?"

"My mother is in hospital." Song Tingchen immediately grabbed the coat on the chair. Song Lixian's words on the phone were very vague. He didn't know what happened to Liu min.

"Mrs. song is in hospital?" Huang Zhiming also hurriedly followed him out, "Mr. Song, let me go with you."

"No." After putting on his coat, song Tingchen glanced at Zheng Huier and Huang Zhiming standing aside and said, "there are still many things you need to do in the company. Just stay here and call me whenever you have any questions."

"Then drive slowly!"

Before Huang Zhiming and Zheng Huier answered, song Tingchen had trotted out. Huang Zhiming hurried to remind him loudly.

In the hospital.

When song Tingchen panted to the emergency room, song Lixian, Lao Fang, aunt Fu and others in a wheelchair were already waiting anxiously.

"Young master." Seeing song Tingchen running, aunt Fu took song Tingchen's hand and choked, "young master, how can it be like this? My wife has been in for more than an hour and hasn't come out yet."

"Aunt Fu, don't worry." Song Tingchen was also confused, "how could my mother be hospitalized?"

"Song Tingchen, come here." Song Lixian, who had been silent all the time, suddenly said coldly.

Song Tingchen walked up to song Lixian. Song Lixian looked at him as if he was going to cold him to death.

"Mom, she..."

"Is she looking for you?" Before Song Tingchen spoke, song Lixian asked, "what did you say to her?"

Song Tingchen looked at Song Lixian puzzled.

"Your mother had an accident in the coffee shop!" Song Lixian raised his voice and said, "what do you think she can do there alone? Isn't she drinking coffee in the coffee shop alone? "

"You said she was..." song Tingchen suddenly remembered the ambulance he met when he left the road. He immediately stepped back two steps.

Song Tingchen's response has given song Lixian an answer.

"What the hell did you say to your mother?" Song Lixian said angrily, "song Tingchen, it doesn't matter if you're angry with me, but that person is the mother who gave birth to you and raised you. How can you..."

Song Lixian coughed violently because of his anger.

"Song Dong!" Seeing song Lixian coughing, Lao Fang and aunt Fu hurriedly comforted and said, "Dong song, your body is not good enough. You can't have anything more."

"Dad, don't be angry." Song Tingchen also said anxiously, "if you are in poor health, don't worry too much."

"Tell me what you and your mother said!" Song Lixian excitedly pulled song Tingchen's coat and asked, "what did you say to make her so angry?"

Song Tingchen hesitated. He knew that as long as he told the truth, song Lixian would be angry.

"What are you hesitating about?" Seeing that song Tingchen hesitated, song Lixian became more angry. He patted the armrest of the wheelchair and shouted, "you bastard!"

"Sir!" Aunt Fu couldn't help saying, "Sir, young master, he's afraid you're angry. Just calm down first. It's bad for your health."

Song Lixian didn't listen. He grabbed song Tingchen's clothes tightly and asked, "what did you say to make your mother so angry?"

Song Tingchen glanced at Song Lixian, took a deep breath and told song Lixian everything.

After hearing song Tingchen's words, song Lixian was almost angry.

"Song Dong, Song Dong..." Lao Fang kept patting song Lixian on the back. He winked at Song Tingchen and motioned him to leave first.

"Young master, you go first." Seeing that song Lixian and song Tingchen really couldn't stay together, aunt Fu comforted, "Madam may not be able to come out for a while, young master, don't make your husband angry."

Song Tingchen stood stubbornly and refused to leave. Although he said he missed his mouth, he didn't think he could keep it from Liu Min all the time, but he said it at a different time today.

In the middle of the dispute, the door of the operating room opened. Song Lixian didn't have time to get angry with song Tingchen. He hurriedly asked Lao Fang to push him to the door of the operating room.

"Doctor, how did my wife raise her?" Song Lixian asked nervously, "isn't there anything big?"

The doctor took off his mask and shook his head to explain, "the patient's brain congestion is temporary, which may be caused by temporary anger or stimulation. In addition, we found that she has some problems with her heart function. She may need to stay in the hospital for a comprehensive examination to know if there is any serious problem with the patient's body. "

"Heart problem?" Song Tingchen swallowed his saliva and asked anxiously, "my mother has a physical examination every year. I haven't mentioned her heart problem before."

"But the body changes every year." The doctor said faintly, "don't worry about what caused it and how Chengdu needs further examination."

But everyone at the door looked pale.

"Can we go in and have a look?" Seeing the nurse coming out, aunt Fu asked anxiously.

"Yes, but it's best not to talk to her too much." The nurse gently asked, "the patient has just woke up and is still very weak. You'd better not make her too tired."