Mr.Qiao, love me, are you afraid?

Qiao Yi was about to stand up when he finished, and a vice president said eagerly, "Mr. Qiao, Mr. Qiao's family was handed over to you by Mr. Qiao. How can you hand over Qiao's family so easily?"

"It's clear in the will that Qiao's family will be handed over to them in the future. What I'm bleeding from is not Qiao's blood. It's not a proper name." Qiao Yi stands up. Two hands on the table, looking down at the crowd: "if I lose this lawsuit, then my fate with you is over. How can you help me and Tong wanwan in the future, that's all."

Qiao Yi stepped to the door, behind him came a high-level excited voice: "Mr. Qiao, I heard that you just want to make a smile, love a woman, can you put the whole Qiao family in?"

Everyone takes a breath. Qiao Yi stands at the door with his back to them. He hasn't turned around for a long time.

Ding Fugui winks at the high-level and indicates that he will say a few more soft words. Don't irritate Qiao Yi.

But this high-level is famous for his explosive bag temper. If he says something, he can't take it back.

"You don't need to use such a method, whether you are angry or please Su Jinse. Mr. Big Joe had an accident in those years and handed over the company to you. Now Qiao's operation is normal. Do you want to hand it over to a yellow haired girl who has no experience at all? "

"When I took over, I was not familiar with Qiao's business, wasn't there any of you?" Qiao Yi turns around at last, his temper actually converges a lot, at this time on the face of calm, can't see any unhappy expression.

"It's irresponsible of you to treat Joe like this!" The chest of high-level air rises and falls.

Qiao Yi looks at him attentively. Ding Fugui's heart is pounding. He is afraid that Qiao Yi will be furious and beat the top management to the ground on the spot.

But it didn't.

Qiao Yi just dropped his eyes and laughed out in a very low voice: "does the earth still turn away from anyone? As soon as Tong wanwan starts, it's bound to be difficult. You'll try your best to help her. She's my brother's own sister. She's bleeding from Qiao's family. Qiao's name is really not right in my hands of an unrelated outsider. "

He said, looking up at everyone: "maybe you still don't know me very well, I don't have so much desire for power. What's more, I owe someone. I promised to pay her back. I have to do what I said. "

He told the crowd with a smile, rare mild: "about Tong wanwan, I hope you don't have any one to go to her trouble, and don't talk about terms with her."

Qiao Yi finished and walked out of the meeting room, leaving a room of high-rise buildings looking at each other.

He returned to the office, and then Ding Fugui came in.

Ding Fugui still knows him and knows what Qiao Yi has decided. It's useless for him to persuade him.

"Get ready. I'll see my brother." Qiao Yi sits in his chair and says to Ding Fugui without looking up.

"Oh." Ding Fugui answered and opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't know what to say, so he closed his mouth again.

Ding Fugui prepared flowers and some snacks that Qiao Sheng liked to eat before he died. He put them in the trunk of the car and was about to step on the car. Qiao Yi stopped him: "I'll drive myself. You've worked overtime with those vice presidents these days to sort out the more important projects that Qiao is doing recently. Those people who Tong Wan just took over won't convince her. You have to help her."

Ding Fugui blinked, looked up at Qiao Yi and muttered to himself, "Mr. Qiao, how did you become a good man?"

"I used to be a villain?" Qiao Yi looks at him funny.

"It's not a villain, but you are a little too kind now."

"Not good." Qiao Yi patted Ding Fugui on the shoulder. His hand was so heavy that he almost didn't pat Ding Fugui into the field: "but it depends on my talent to do evil. I can only say that I'm a less hateful villain."

Qiao Yi gets on the car and drives away. Ding Fugui stands there until Qiao Yi's car disappears in his sight.

Suddenly Ding Fugui feels that he doesn't know Qiao Yi at all.

After working around him for such a long time, he thought he was getting to know him.

But now I find that I don't understand at all.

Today, the sun is shining high, and the sunlight is shining on the bouquet of flowers in Qiao Yi's arms, which is more colorful.

Anyway, I have to come and tell my brother.

Although he has never been an accountable person.

When he was in college, he had to go to his favorite major. He changed his wish and didn't even call. The day after he finished the exam, he went around the world with his bag on his back. Qiao Sheng called countless times to find him.

He went to Qiao Sheng's tomb and put the flowers and snacks neatly in front of the tombstone.

Just a few days ago, it rained. Qiao Sheng's tombstone was clean, and the black marble reflected light.

He took out his handkerchief and wiped the picture of Johnson again. Even his eyes were shining.

His name was given to him by Johnson. He didn't have a serious name before.

After Qiao Sheng adopted him, when he named him, he told him that he was a shining gem, so he named him Qiao Yi.

The ground is very clean. Qiao Yi sits on the ground, lights a cigarette and puts it on the ground without smoking, letting it burn slowly.

Johnson also smokes occasionally, rarely, and only takes one when he is upset.

The sun shines on the body, warm, sweeping the cold of the cemetery in the past.

Occasionally, a couple of people come to sweep the grave. Qiao Yi can hear the voice of a woman sobbing in a low voice.

That voice is very old, should not be young.

No matter what age you are, it's sad to lose your family. But the older you are, the more unbearable it seems.

It's like when his parents died early as a child, he didn't feel it at all.

When the cigarette had been burnt out, he spoke softly: "brother, your sister has come back, and she will take over Qiao's soon. You can rest assured that although she is not very clever, she will not bring Qiao down."

In a few words, he finished what he wanted to say, and suddenly felt that he had nothing to say.

Originally, Qiao Yi was not particularly fond of sensationalism. He looked at the photo of Qiao Sheng on the tombstone and suddenly laughed: "Why are you so sad? I just handed over Joe, not to die. I didn't like managing companies, you know. Just to tell you. "

Qiao Yi dusted off the ashes on the ground, stood up from the ground and patted the dust on his clothes: "I'll go first. I'll see you again in a few days."

He walked to the entrance of the cemetery, and suddenly turned back. This time, he was running all the way, panting, bending over and putting his hand on Qiao Sheng's tombstone.

"Brother, there's something more important I want to tell you."