Rebirth of the 90s: Dear Cub
Chapter 342: From today on, you and I are enemies
Dingfeng Real Estate, the office on the top floor.
Luxurious interior decoration.
When the company was first founded, Song Ziyu was full of passion and focused on developing his muscles in the real estate industry, leaving Song Yueliang overwhelmed.
This office is where he directs his operations, so it's only natural that this office is as luxurious as that.
Back then, the eldest son of the Song family used the best for everything.
Now that he had lost ownership of the company, Song Ziyu felt ironic that he was sitting in this office again.
Lean back on the leather sofa in the corner of the office. Song Ziyu looked to the side towards Erya's man who was sitting quietly behind the table.
"Song Yueliang told Fu Yanchi that he was going to collapse, and now the city was full of ups and downs, and all the upper-class families were waiting to hear the news. The Yan family in the capital should have received the news a long time ago. About what's going to happen?"
Song Yueliang, whom he considered his arch-enemy, was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. Song Ziyu had not known it before.
Now that his daughter's life and death are unknown, it makes sense that Song Yueliang's mental state would be on the verge of collapse.
When Song Ziyu heard the news, she thought she would be happy, but she did not seem as happy as she thought, and she did not know what it was like.
Yanqin lowered her head, playing a match in her hand.
The lids of the lighters opened and closed, and the mechanical noise of the Dangdang interfered.
His profile looks calm.
Maybe he purposely hid his emotions to look calm.
"Yan Qin, Young Master Qin, did you hear what I said? Didn't you always expect to get the right to talk about your Yan family? If there is a problem there, you can take advantage of this situation and maybe your dream will come true." ?" Without a response, Song Ziyu subconsciously spoke cynically.
Yanqin slowly raised her calm and deep eyes.
"Whether the dream can come true, it is also my Yan family's business. Young Master Song is too tolerant."
"Don't talk too high, what do you think in your heart that others don't know? The Yan family has been suppressing your family for decades, and you expect them to collapse? This way, the two families could stand up and become masters.go."
"If you have time to play me here, why don't you think of a way to save your Song business? That won't last long, will it? I heard that Chairman Song ran to the lazy villa recently, and he will part ways with Mr Tang?"
Song Ziyu's face instantly darkened.
He never wanted to tell this matter to others, nor did he like to listen to it.
The old man was old, his hair was white, and he still tried to use the old face in vain, thinking that he could seduce the woman and let her eat soft food.
Chairman Song, who used to call the wind and rain in Huicheng, is now the laughingstock of the entire city.
The Song family was no longer the Song family before.
When the atmosphere was lethargic, suddenly there was a noise outside the office.
It seems the secretary prevented people from entering.
Can't stop him.
The office door opened violently from the outside.
The young man with unruly eyebrows and eyes was full of hostility, and headed straight for Yanqin.
Passing through the solid wood table, grabbing Yanqin's collar with one hand, and punching Yanqin hard.
The secretary who ran after him turned pale and shouted.
"Get out!" Yan Qin shouted.
Song Ziyu also got up to help drive the idlers out of the door, and closed the door smoothly.
The second young master of the Yan family came to the door and beat up Yan Qin angrily - this matter would probably make the newspaper headlines tomorrow.
“Yanqin, you are really good. You will do whatever you can to fight for power, and your relatives will deny you!” Yanxi was like a raging lion, punching Yanqin mercilessly.
At this moment, all the brotherhood disappeared completely in his heart.
Yanqin is not worthy!
“If something happens to Qi Qi, I will never let you go!”
"Also, do you want to seize power? Let me tell you, as long as I'm here, you can only dream!"
Pushing Yan Qin to the ground violently, Yan Xi looked at him demeaningly, her eyes red, hateful and cold.
The office door slammed into the wall with a loud noise.
Youths leave.
Song Ziyu closed the door again kindly to block the view from outside.
He turned to look at the man who was still sitting on the ground with his eyes down.
After being hit, the man's face was bruised and purple everywhere, his cheeks were red and swollen, and the corners of his mouth were red.
The gold-framed glasses are long gone.
His suit button was also torn.
The entire person looked embarrassed, and he completely lost his usual gentle demeanor.
Song Ziyu boasted and sneered, "As expected of old man Yan, he is more like a human than you."
After laughing at Yanqin, he slid to the ground beside the door and laughed at himself again.
Cover your face with your hands.
Actually what right does he laugh at Yanqin, he is worse than Yanqin.
For the Song family back then, he clearly knew his parents' plans and their methods in persecuting Song Yueliang, but instead of stopping him, he helped him commit a crime.
Like an inhuman animal.
Poison to the whole family.
So the fate of the Song family today is vengeance.
Except for scolding the slackers to leave, Yanqin never said a word after that.
Although Yan Xi beat him up, he did not make a sound or fight back.
Outside the office, there were lively and low-pitched discussions.
In the office, there was silence.
The large office seemed empty and quiet without any sound.
After a while, Yanqin got up and walked out.
It seemed like he was unaware of his embarrassment, and he did not hide it.
Song Ziyu did not move, did not ask where she was going, and sat alone in the office for a long time.
Only after there was no sound outside the office, and night fell, did he leave in a dim light, with a confused expression on his back.
This winter in Huicheng, I don't know why the weather looks so cold.
The cold December wind blew, the teeth felt cold, even the cracks in the bones were filled with cold air.
Yanqin drove aimlessly through the streets of the city. When the car finally stopped, he came to his senses and realized that he had driven the car to Huicheng Hospital unknowingly.
In the passenger seat beside him lay a wreath that even he did not know when to buy it.
The hospital's VIP ward is in the southwest of the hospital, a three-story single-family building.
The lights on the top floor are bright and white, and look cool on winter nights.
Yanqin stood below for a while, then walked upstairs towards the third floor where there were many people in the corridor.
As soon as I reached the stairs, I saw a black-clothed bodyguard standing in the corridor.
Hearing the movement, the guards turned their heads and looked up, their eyes were sharp and their expressions were cold, and there was a strong sense of oppression all over their bodies.
“Yanqin, the second roommate of the Yan family, I'm here to visit.”
The bodyguards did not move, but someone entered the ward to ask for instructions.
Immediately, Uncle Gui walked out of the ward behind the corridor, looked at him for a bit, and gestured for the bodyguard to release him.
Yanqin walked slowly in front of Uncle Gui under the supervision of all the bodyguards.
“Three patients, which one does Young Master Qin want to visit?” Uncle Gui asked him with his hands folded in front of him.