Super Golden Eye

Song Ziling used his beauty and identity to cultivate and plant his cronies a lot. He even recognized a veteran of the board of directors who had passed his age as a godfather, and gained more support and power!

Would Song Zixing not notice it at all? That is impossible! The reason why he stays quiet is because he is a wise man. He was waiting, waiting for a chance that could be a fatal blow.

On the surface, Song Ziling and Song Zixing are still a pair of close siblings who care for and love each other.

But these, unless you know the Song family very well, how can you know it? Could it be that his power has penetrated into the Song family?

Thinking of this, Song Zixing shuddered. If it is really like that, then Fang Yang is really terrible!

As for the truth of the matter, of course it was because Fang Yang really couldn't understand it. How could Fang Yang see this through?

The truth of the matter is that after the internal turmoil of the BMB company, a large amount of secret information was leaked out. Cao Miaoyu is a good speculator at first, and he has a group of IT elites in his hands. Naturally, he spares no effort to collect and filter useful information.

Because Yangming Group and Songshi International are cooperating in Jiangbei, Cao Miaoyu has an extra eye.

As soon as there is relevant information, it will be sent to Fang Yang as soon as possible. That's why he got so much inside information.

Song Zixing looked to one side with blinking eyes: "Fang Yang, I think maybe I drank too much, why start talking nonsense? That's my sister, there is no problem between us?"

Fang Yang looked at Song Zixing and said lightly: "If I didn't guess wrong, bet on Song Mengting on the gambling boat and find someone to bet against me. The messenger behind it should be your sister, right?"

Song Zixing picked up the wine glass: "Fang Yang, don't guess, come on, drink!"

Fang Yang looked at Song Zixing with a serious expression: "Are I talking nonsense? You know better than me!

Song Ziling competes with you for control of the Asia-Pacific region. She may be a bit worse than you in terms of ability, but far surpasses you in terms of wrist and public relations! "

Song Zixing stubbornly retorted: "Nothing! The contradictions in our own family can be solved by ourselves, and there is no need for others to worry about it!"

Fang Yang looked at Song Zixing, and said pityingly: "Song Ziling is your sister, a man with a deep city palace, outstanding ability, and full of ambition!

In her opinion, it is precisely because of the birth of a daughter that you have the first right of inheritance, and all this belongs to her!

Therefore, she has to use her own means to grab it back! Being born in a big family like the Song family is a kind of luck, but it is also a kind of misfortune. "

Song Zixing could barely support him at the beginning, but when he heard the last sentence, his psychological defense completely collapsed. Pulling his hair vigorously, he roared:

"But she is my sister! The only real sister!"

Fang Yang said: "I know, but when the benefits reach a certain value, then family affection is not worth mentioning."

Song Zixing roared at Fang Yang: "Why are you talking about this to me?! What's the point!!!"

Fang Yang sympathized with the man who was about his age, and sighed deeply: "I just want to tell you how stupid it is now!!"

The air in Song Zixing's body seemed to be emptied suddenly, and he fell heavily on the chair, staring at Fang Yang blankly, without saying a word.

In Fuxing Temple, a graceful lady helped an old man walk slowly: "Xinru, your body has not fully recovered yet.

The doctor said to rest more. Things that vouch for can be slowed down. It's really not good, I can come here for you too? "

It was Song Xinru's young wife Miao Cuicui who was talking, followed by his bodyguard Zhang Long. Song Xinru stood leaning on the pillar and took a breath, with a trace of fatigue between his eyebrows and feathers:

"Recently, I always think of some things from the past. Come here and get an incense, and ask for peace of mind. Maybe you will feel better. The Bodhisattva here is very spiritual.

Miao Cuicui helped him helplessly: "Well, I'll accompany you, slow down, look at your feet, don't fall."

Song Xinru gratefully looked at Miao Cuicui: "Cuicui, I know that some children have opinions about you. Maybe it is my most irresponsible decision to bring you into the Song family, I'm sorry!"

Miao Cuicui didn't care: "Xinru, don't say that. We love each other sincerely. I believe time will prove everything!

As long as your family is rich, I only ask for three meals and one bed. If you live on the street, I will wander around with you! "

There were tears in Song Xinru's eyes: "The most sorry person in my life is you! I can't control the children when they grow up, I only hope to make you happy and happy."

Miao Cuicui comforted: "I'm already very happy, let's go, we have gone to incense, and we have to go back to take medicine."

With Miao Cuicui's support, Song Xinru lit the incense. After three prayers, he inserted into the incense burner and knelt down on the futon, kowtow three heads piously.

"Ah!!!" At this moment, Miao Cuicui behind him suddenly screamed.

Song Xinru was shocked and quickly grabbed Miao Cuicui: "Cui Cui, what's the matter?"

I saw Miao Cuicui's face pale, her eyes full of horror, and she pointed to the yellow curtain next to the Bodhisattva statue: "There, there is a...woman!"

Song Xinru immediately ordered: "Zhang Long, come and have a look!"

"Yes!" Without a word, Zhang Long walked to the side of the yellow curtain and searched carefully inside and out for several times, but nothing was found!

"Boss, there's nothing." Zhang Long looked at Miao Cuicui with a puzzled look. Could it be that the rest is not good enough to produce hallucinations?

But seeing the expression on Miao Cuicui's face really didn't seem to be pretended. Then this thing is a bit strange.

Song Xinru did not ask Zhang Long, but asked Miao Cuicui with a trembling voice: "Cui Cui...what kind of woman did you see just now?"

Miao Cuicui snuggled in Song Xinru's arms, shivering: "A woman wearing a blue dress with disheveled hair... her body is full of blood!"

Speaking of this, Miao Cuicui couldn't speak anymore, and threw herself into Song Xinru's arms, crying bitterly.

Song Xinru didn't care about comforting Miao Cuicui, and said anxiously, "Zhang Long, take us out immediately! The sooner the better!"

Zhang Long immediately picked up Song Xinru, supported Miao Cuicui, and walked out of the temple in a stride. A few just walked out of the temple and saw a woman's figure appearing on the cliff opposite the mountain gate from a distance!

Blue dress, stray hair, dazzling blood, blood-red and hollow eyes, staring at Song Xinru like a poisonous snake, grinning miserably at him, and falling down the cliff!

"It's her?!" Song Xinru let out an exclamation, and suddenly groaned in pain while clutching his heart, and collapsed softly on Zhang Long's back.

Zhang Long's heart sank, and he immediately shouted: "The boss has a heart attack! Give him medicine!"

"Ah!! Yes, feed the medicine." Miao Cuicui hurriedly took out the Jiuxin Pill from his pocket and stuffed it into Song Xinru's mouth.

Zhang Long ran down the mountain with Song Xinru on his back, while calling: "There was a heart attack in Fuxing Temple and needed an ambulance! Hurry up!!!"

Miao Cuicui also paled, staggering behind Zhang Long, and ran down the mountain. When I got to the bottom of the mountain, I didn't see the ambulance, but saw Song Mengting coming over, and immediately carried Song Xinru into the car and went straight to the hospital.