Chapter 28 Chapter 28 I... I like the eldest lady...
The Song family has been in a complete mess recently.
Song Youning stood outside the door, looking at his unshaven father sitting in front of his mother's hospital bed with a complicated expression. He held his mother's hand with red eyes and wiped away tears from time to time.
He hasn't been to the company since his mother fell ill. There is a pile of documents on his desk that need to be processed, and the group's executives are almost going crazy.
Assistant Zhang, holding a document that urgently needed his signature, said with a stiff upper lip, "Chairman, this document..."
"Go away, don't disturb Qingqing's rest."
Assistant Zhang was kicked out of the ward with a devastated look on his face, and he looked at Song Youning who was standing in the corridor in bewilderment.
He seemed to have seen a savior, and stuffed the document that was almost torn up by Song's father into Song Youning's hands: "Ms. Song, this document is very important. You must find a way to let the chairman personally review it."
Assistant Zhang seemed to have aged ten years recently, his face etched with fatigue. "I'm leaving now. I still have a lot of things to deal with at the company."
"Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Zhang." Song Youning understood his feelings at the moment very well. When your boss is a love-brained person who falls in love regardless of the occasion, you will also break down like him.
He sighed helplessly: "I hope the chairman can cheer up as soon as possible. The company still needs him to take charge of the overall situation."
Song Youning nodded at him, "Okay, give Dad a little more time. The company will need Uncle Zhang's help recently."
Ji Siyun, who had been standing behind her, sent her to the elevator. When he came back, Song Youning was still standing at the door of the ward and had not gone in.
The strong sense of disconnection from reality made Song Youning begin to feel uncomfortable again. She turned around and saw Ji Siyun standing behind her.
Seeing that she looked unhappy, Ji Siyun whispered to her, "Madam will be fine, don't worry."
Song Youning glanced at him in surprise, without explaining that she was not worried about her mother's illness, but was not used to seeing the two NPCs acting out affectionate scenes in front of her biological parents who had been divorced for more than ten years.
This world is nothing but a novel, and she is merely here to play a script-killing game where she will die if she fails.
She didn't say anything, and Ji Siyun became even more convinced that she was in a bad mood because she was worried about her parents. He didn't care that they were still in the hospital corridor and walked up to Song Youning and held her hand, as if this could make her feel at ease.
"Don't be afraid, Miss. Mr. and Mrs. will definitely make it through this." He bit his lip and added, "And I will be with you no matter what happens."
The dark eyes looked at her seriously, as if taking an oath.
"I will protect you and won't let you get hurt."
Song Youning's pupils dilated slightly, and she felt complicated. Ji Siyun was such a contradictory person. He obviously hated her to death, but he could say such a vow that could be considered a love word.
Could it be that love turns to hate?
She wanted to remain silent, but suddenly thought - this is a godsend opportunity!
Ji Siyun's words reminded her. Song Youning handed the things that Assistant Zhang had left behind to him and raised her chin slightly: "Take a look at this document."
"Isn't this what Assistant Zhang wants to give to you, sir?" Ji Siyun looked embarrassed and handed the document back. "This is company confidential. Only you and your husband and wife can see it. I can't see it."
"Tsk." Song Youning pushed the document back without hesitation, "Just look at it if I tell you to!"
She glanced at Song's father, who was still sitting by Song's mother's bed, determined to be a lookout for his wife, with a hint of disdain in her tone.
"By the time he gets back on his feet, the Song family might have already gone bankrupt."
Song's mother is very ill and the doctors don't know when she will wake up.
Song Youning turned around and said, "You have your own company, so just consider it as overtime." After saying that, he saw Ji Siyun's hesitant face, straightened his back, crossed his arms over his chest, and put on an unreasonable attitude: "Work is so hard, if you don't go, do you want me to go?"
Her image of being spoiled and unlearned was so adorable that Ji Siyun pursed his lips and smiled, agreeing good-temperedly.
"Okay, I think you don't have to do anything. You just need to be a carefree young lady."
Song Youning nodded with satisfaction.
However, processing this document alone cannot solve the mountain of work in the company. She also needs Song's father's authorization to allow Ji Siyun to intervene in the group's business.
Things went even more smoothly than she had imagined. Song's father, who had never been on guard against her, was completely focused on the unconscious Song's mother. He signed the authorization letter she handed over without even looking at it.
After signing, he didn't even pay attention to Song Youning who looked strange, but just waved his hand tiredly and told her to go out.
Until Song Youning took Ji Siyun to the group headquarters with the authorization letter, she felt that it all was like a dream.
Is this even possible?
What then is the point of all her years of hard work in the real world? Does it mean she can endure hardship?
Song Youning covered his heart which had been hit hard and comforted himself: This is a novel, it is not true.
Ji Siyun, who had successfully obtained the temporary management rights of the company, saw that Song Youning was a little anxious, took her hand, and assured her: "I will protect the eldest lady and the Song family."
His slightly long black hair was combed upwards, revealing his smooth forehead. His pupils were dark and his gaze was firm. The young man had shed his gloomy temperament and had gained the ability to stand on his own.
"I'll leave the company once my wife gets better," he said to her seriously, "Don't worry, Miss. I will never betray you."
Seeing how sincere he was, Song Youning complained in his heart: It sounds nice, but in the end, the Song family will be swallowed up anyway.
But she smiled at him innocently, "Well, I believe you."
She wouldn't believe it.
Song Youning's mother regained consciousness after being in a coma for a month, but she was still in poor condition. She spent most of the day in a coma. She rested for more than half a year before being discharged from the hospital, but her health was not as good as before.
After Song's mother woke up, Song's father finally had the mind to manage the group, but he was still worried about Song's mother and could not devote so much energy to work, so he turned a blind eye to Song Youning's decision to put Ji Siyun into the company.
Until Song's mother was discharged from the hospital and Song's father had not yet contacted Ji Siyun, he took the initiative to hand over all the work materials during the agency period and submitted his resignation to Song's father.
"I heard that you sold your company in the past six months for the job at Song Corporation? If you resign and leave Song Corporation now, you will have nothing. Isn't it a pity?" Song's father tapped the table with his fingers and looked at Ji Siyun who was standing opposite him with neither arrogance nor humility.
Unlike in front of Song Youning, the young man's expression was very dull, and his dark eyes seemed to have no warmth. Even when facing her father, his tone was calm and indifferent.
"It's just an ordinary small company, there's nothing to regret. The young lady originally asked me to help. Now that the master has returned, I can go back to school to accompany the young lady to class."
This was the first time that Song's father looked the young man in front of him in the face. He spoke in a calm tone, with an attitude that was neither humble nor arrogant, and the eldest daughter was always mentioned in his words.
My daughter has no interest in managing the company. If there is someone who is easy to control and obeys her to work for such a huge family business...
Song's father collected the resignation letter Ji Siyun handed in and said to him, "Okay, you can leave now."
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"What! You quit!"
Song Youning couldn't even play with her cell phone. She rushed to the kitchen door and glared angrily at Ji Siyun who was cooking with his sleeves rolled up.
"You've worked tirelessly over the past six months to manage the Song Corporation in perfect order. Even the old guys are praising you. Why do you want to resign?"
This news was like a bolt from the blue. Song Youning thought she had it safe, but she didn't expect Ji Siyun to suddenly give her such a big "surprise".
Ji Siyun came over and pushed her out, his tone helpless but also a little doting: "The kitchen is full of smoke, don't stand here."
"I promised you at the beginning that I would leave the company when my husband came back. Have you forgotten?"
Of course, Song Youning thought that what he said at the time was just polite talk in order to get a job in her company.
Businessmen are best at mixing lies with the truth, so that no one knows which one is true and which one is false.
Who would have thought that what he said was true!
"You're doing a good job, and no one asked you to leave." Two years had passed, and the goal that had finally made progress was back to square one. No matter how patient Song Youning was, he became impatient.
She frowned tightly and scratched her hair in annoyance, "Why did you resign?"
Seeing that she was really anxious, Ji Siyun smiled faintly and gently smoothed her messy hair with his hands, saying, "I want to go to school with you, Miss. I haven't been with you for a long time."
After the Lu Tingshuang incident, in order to save her life, Song Youning did not dare to act rashly. So with her tacit consent, Ji Siyun became more and more unscrupulous in his closeness to her, and their relationship progressed by leaps and bounds.
Although the two of them often stayed in the same room, and Ji Siyun would say some lewd words, the most outrageous one was the incident with Chinese medicine. Until now, their relationship was limited to the innocent "roommate" relationship of holding hands and hugging at most.
Song Youning occasionally wanted to eat some meat, but as soon as her hand touched the buttons of his clothes, Ji Siyun, who was being touched and hugged, began to hide, making her look like a hooligan who was robbing a woman. Song Youning was so angry that she kicked him off the bed.
Ji Siyun was not angry at all, and he was still shameless enough to come closer, hugging the angry Song Youning and whispering, "Wait a little longer, Miss, please wait a little longer."
What are you waiting for? A grown man is so hypocritical!
Song Youning rolled his eyes and snorted coldly, "Who cares?"
The arms around her tightened, Ji Siyun stared at her slender white neck, swallowed his saliva, and said in a hoarse voice: "As for me... I like the eldest lady..."
Pulling back his thoughts that had gone astray, Song Youning waved away Ji Siyun's hand with a serious expression, "Don't think I don't know that you sold your own company in the past six months because of my family's affairs."
In fact, Song Youning later secretly paid attention to Ji Siyun's biotechnology company. It had great development prospects. Even she admired him for having such foresight at his age.
But he actually sold the company that was developing well!
She subconsciously stroked the necklace around her neck and hesitated, "This necklace...wasn't it the money you bought with the company?"
Ji Siyun nodded, his pale face smiling shyly: "Well, I will buy more expensive ones for the young lady in the future."
Song Youning's vision went dark. She took a deep breath and asked desperately, "How much money do you have now?"
The young man was stunned by her question, and then a blush appeared on his pretty face. He said, "No more."
Ji Siyun took Song Youning's hand, looked at her pitifully with his dark eyes, bit his bright red lips, and said to her in a low voice: "Miss, I have nothing left."
"The young lady won't dislike me, right?"
Song Youning's smile was forced.
She didn't dislike him, she just wanted to beat him to death.
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