"You will take over the management of the company from your father."
"Me? Me?"
He himself began to doubt it.
Mrs. Song looked at her brother.
The cold pupils are wavering because of the desire for power.
"Yes, someone has to fill this gap. But this happened suddenly, and you will need help at first. Just follow my advice for now."
"I see."
He finally agreed.
"I will arrange for people to search for my father's body as soon as possible. If there is no news for too long, we will make plans."
"I see."
Mrs. Song's brother was like a puppet, being controlled by her and repeating what she had just said.
"Go back and take a rest first. There are many things to deal with next."
"I see."
After saying this, he stood up and walked out with a pace very similar to Ni An's.
Mrs. Song was alone again in the quiet space.
It was still drizzling outside, and the sound was very annoying. Mrs. Song turned around in annoyance and saw the vase on the table. The flowers in it seemed that they had not been changed for several days and had already withered and died.
She picked up the vase on the table and threw it hard on the ground.
Bang!
This is not the end.
Mrs. Song threw everything she could grab onto the ground.
"ha……"
After a while, Mrs. Song, standing in the messy room and breathing rapidly, called the nanny.
"Take this away, and that away, clean up the room, and call the head of the household back."
"Okay, Mrs. Song."
One of the nannies left, and while the rest were busy cleaning the living room, Mrs. Song returned to her bedroom.
Then, he changed into a very simple piece of clothing from the corner of the closet, in very monotonous colors, only black and white.
Then she sat quietly in front of the dressing table and picked up the cotton cloth soaked in makeup remover to wipe her face.
With a tiny movement, the makeup on Mrs. Song's face was completely wiped off.
Not long after, what remained in the mirror was Mrs. Song, whose face was pale and bloodless.
She sat in front of the mirror, looking at herself in the mirror with her pale face.
When she heard the door being pushed open, Mrs. Song bit her lip. Unconsciously, the cold look on her face was gone, and only deep sadness was left on it.
Turning around, I saw Mr. Song standing at the door with a serious expression.
"I told you that was the last time."
Mr. Song said this coldly, without even thinking of taking a step forward.
"No, Dad has already..."
Mrs. Song was interrupted by Mr. Song as soon as she opened her mouth.
"From now on, I will no longer allow you to do whatever you want."
After saying this, Mr. Song turned around and left.
"The surname Song..."
Mrs. Song's roaring voice came from behind, but it could not stop Mr. Song from leaving. The more she screamed, the faster Mr. Song walked.
Because of this incident, Mrs. Song not only lost her father, but also lost her current status.
The weather has cleared, but the rescue work is still going on.
The head of the Song family not only deprived Mrs. Song of her rights, but even handed over the Song family and the project that Mrs. Song was in charge of to Song Sichen.
This is something I didn't expect.
I thought it would be Song Yanzhe, but it turned out to be Song Sichen.
It's not trust, but testing.
Test whether Song Sichen has the ability.
While handing the project to Song Sichen, he said, "Except for the people I sent out, the first person to participate in the rescue was actually Shi Ran?"
Although he was asking his subordinates, he did it in front of Song Sichen, and after asking this question, his gaze slowly fell on Song Sichen.
Song Sichen seemed to be wearing a mask.
There was no change in his expression.
"Yes, our rescue team just arrived, and then the people sent by the Shi family came. After questioning, we found out that it was Shi Ran who sent them."
Shi Ran had already started preparations since she learned that Mrs. Song had obtained the West City project. Because her grandfather was in a coma, Shi Ran did not focus her energy on the West City project, but at the same time she felt that even if she could not get it, there was still Song Sichen, who would definitely be able to do it.
But it was somewhat unexpected that it was finally obtained by Mrs. Song. Shi Ran didn't know why.
The reborn Shi Ran knew this, so he asked the teacher to make preparations.
In addition to the people sent by Mr. Song, the first rescuers were the people gathered by Shi Ran.
"A girl who has just come of age seems to have the ability to predict the future."
Song Sichen didn't say a word from beginning to end.
"That's it, let's deal with the disaster first."
"yes."
"Song Sichen, you should go and take care of things first."
"Um."
Song Sichen nodded and left the office.
When Shi Ran learned that the project was handed over to Song Sichen, he immediately called him.
"Want to see me?"
Song Sichen asked.
The expression on that face was completely different from the one used when handling affairs.
"Actually, you can talk on the phone."
Shi Ran's hesitant voice came from the other end of the phone.
"What does Shi Ran want to say?"
"I heard that the West City project was handed over to you?"
"Um."
"Song Sichen, let's cooperate."
"cooperate?"
"I know the Song family is in tatters right now. The car incident and this accident have made the Song family unable to bear any more hardship."
“…”
Song Sichen was silent. He guessed what Shi Ran was thinking, but said nothing.
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