Chapter 206: There are many heartless people in this world
Pei Xingzhi looked at him without changing his expression, his eyes were filled with determination, without a trace of fear or retreat.
He looked at Pei Xingzhi with a cold face, and after a moment, he suddenly smiled again.
"Hahahahaha!" He laughed heartily, and the appreciation in his eyes increased from three points to ten points.
"Okay, okay, I really didn't make a mistake about him! Mr. Pei is not only loyal and righteous, but also resolute and determined. His love is not easy to come by. I, Song, really admire him."
"If I had been as resolute as President Pei back then, my wife might not have died."
Song Zhiguo suddenly brought up his old private matter. Pei Xingzhi didn't know how to respond. He could only stare at him in silence, waiting for him to continue.
"Eh..." He looked at Pei Xingzhi's still young face, and a hint of melancholy and sadness appeared on his slightly weathered face.
"Boss Pei, I once had a wife as well."
"She followed me when she was seventeen, but at that time I was just a good-for-nothing hoodlum. I had no money, and I didn't go to school. The only thing I did every day was wander around the streets of Yuncheng."
"I had no dreams, nor did I have anything in particular I wanted to do. I just wanted to muddle through life and live my life in a daze. It was her scolding that woke me up and led me down a path that could completely change my destiny."
"When I first started my business, I had nothing but passion and the courage to never give up. She went out to work, rented a house for me, bought me food, and supported me in all my business needs."
"It can be said that if she hadn't been there, there would definitely not be who I am today."
At this point, Song Zhiguo's eyes were already wet.
"Then what happened to her?" Pei Xingzhi responded promptly.
Song Zhiguo smiled bitterly and said in a trembling voice: "Because of difficult labor."
Pei Xingzhi felt a chill in his heart.
Song Zhiguo: "My situation is very similar to yours. At that time, I was also negotiating a huge order in the company. If that order was successful, my company would be able to gain a firm foothold in Yuncheng. But just when the negotiation was halfway through, my assistant suddenly ran into the meeting room and cried to me that she had fallen at home and her stomach was aching and she was afraid she was about to give birth."
"When I heard that, I immediately stood up from my chair and turned around to run. But the person across the long table called me back."
"They threatened me, saying that if I dared to step out of the door of the conference room, the order would be over. I was very scared at the time, afraid that something would happen to her and that the order would be lost. I stood there hesitating for a long time, and finally did not walk out of the door of the conference room."
"Then what about her?" Pei Xingzhi frowned, trying his best to cover up his disgust with worry.
Song Zhiguo raised his hand and wiped his eyes, choking with sobs, and said, "I stayed in the conference room, so I could only ask my assistant to bring people back to find her and send her to the hospital. But her condition was very bad. The baby's fetal position was abnormal, causing her to have a difficult labor and heavy bleeding, and the hospital's blood bank just happened to be out of blood suitable for her."
"The assistant was extremely anxious in the hospital. She couldn't get through to me on the phone, so she had to gather all the company's employees to the hospital to donate blood. But because I was not there, she was alone and had no support. In the end, she didn't make it and died in the delivery room with her child."
"And I was trapped in the company by that business, and I didn't even get to see her for the last time."
"Eh..." Song Zhiguo sighed deeply again.
"It's been more than 20 years since this happened, but I still can't get over it. Every time I think of her, I hate myself so much."
"If I had been as determined as President Pei, she would still be by my side now."
Pei Xingzhi listened carefully to what he said, and had no choice but to speak against his conscience: "The person has passed away, I hope President Song will mourn. And President Song was also helpless in that situation, I don't think she will blame you."
"She has walked such a long way with you, she definitely doesn't want to see you dwelling on the past."
"Yes, Mr. Song." Ye Ci agreed, "She loves you so much, she only hopes that you can live a happy life. You have to look forward."
"Eh..." Song Zhiguo nodded, feeling very touched by Pei Xingzhi and Ye Ci's words.
"Boss Pei has courage that I can never dream of. Even for this courage, I will give you this opportunity."
"I have invested in your B-game project, and I will also fund a new studio for you in the center of Yuncheng. You should move out of that old, run-down apartment and stop living there."
Pei Xingzhi: "Thank you, Mr. Song!!"
It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I came out of Song Zhiguo's villa.
Pei Xingzhi and Ye Ci returned to the car, both of them with smiles on their faces.
"I really didn't expect this." Ye Ci said with emotion as he fastened his seat belt, "This Mr. Song is not only generous, but also so affectionate and nostalgic. His wife has been dead for more than 20 years, but he still thinks about her from time to time."
"...affectionate? Nostalgic?" These two words really made Pei Xingzhi laugh. "What do these two adjectives have to do with Mr. Song?"
"Ah?" Ye Ci was confused by his question, "Is it okay?"
"Oh," Pei Xingzhi sneered, "It doesn't matter at all."
"Why?" Ye Ci glanced at Pei Xingzhi, then started the car and drove out of the community.
It's winter now, and the ginkgo trees on both sides of the road have long lost their leaves, leaving only bare branches standing in the cold wind.
In previous years, it would have snowed in Yuncheng around this time of year, but this year, due to the influence of atmospheric circulation, there was no sign of snow in Yuncheng.
Xie Zhaoyuan likes snow very much and complained to Pei Xingzhi for a long time yesterday.
When Pei Xingzhi thought of Xie Zhaoyuan, a smile unconsciously appeared on his face.
"Mr. Song only said that his first wife died of complications during childbirth, but he did not say that the reason for his wife's complications during childbirth was because she saw the intimate bed photos of him and his secretary, and she was so shocked that she accidentally fell down the stairs."
"...What?!" Ye Ci was dumbfounded.
Pei Xingzhi: "You said Mr. Song was affectionate, but Mr. Song had been messing around outside before he officially became rich, and had a bunch of mistresses. His first wife was mad at him, but he married a college student who was ten years younger than him the second year after his wife died."
Ye Ci's eyes widened in shock: "Fuck..."
Pei Xingzhi: "You said Mr. Song is nostalgic, but half a year after his first wife passed away, Mr. Song couldn't wait to burn everything related to her in the house, not even a piece of clothing." "Oh my god..." Ye Ci pounded the steering wheel angrily, "This bastard actually lied to us!"
"Humph," Pei Xingzhi curled his lips and smiled sarcastically, "He has nothing to do with affection and nostalgia. He pretends to be helpless and full of regret in front of us, just because he finally starts to feel a little guilty as he gets old. But this guilt makes him very uneasy, so he wants to act in front of us so that he can hear some comfort from us and have an excuse to continue deceiving himself."
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