"Why?"
Qin Kuan replied: "I've already been to the old house. The old man is in a bad mood, so let's not go there for the time being. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been so angry just now."
Qin Si was skeptical: "At this moment, it's normal for the old man to be in a bad mood, but he said that I can't see anyone, isn't that a bit too much?"
Qin Si's tone was filled with suspicion, which made Qin Kuan very angry: "You don't even trust your father?! If that's the case, then go ahead if you want to. I won't stop you!"
Seeing that the atmosphere between the father and son had barely calmed down for a moment and was about to start arguing again, Yang Yun quickly stepped forward to mediate: "How can you be so irritable? I was just asking and didn't say anything. Besides, given the old man's temper, it's really strange that he said he didn't want to see anyone. Could it be that you angered the old man and he kicked him out?"
Qin Kuan felt as if his tail had been stepped on after these words were spoken. A guilty look immediately appeared on his face. Then, he immediately roared angrily: "The old man is getting old, and his temper is getting worse. Now it's time for him to send off his son. I am just kindly reminding you not to come and make him angry. After this period of time, I don't believe that the old man will still announce a new heir!"
Although Qin Si also wanted to let the old man choose the next successor of the company as soon as possible, he was still more thoughtful than his father and knew that this matter could not be rushed, especially since Qin Zun's funeral ceremony had not yet been held, and the old man was definitely not in the mood to take care of other matters.
Once the old man is pushed into a corner, leaving the impression that you are coveting the company in his mind will be counterproductive.
Qin Si confidently said to his father, "Since the old man doesn't want to see you during this period, then you should rest at home. I will go to the old house to visit him alone."
After saying goodbye to his family, Qin Si hummed a little tune in a good mood and drove to the old house by himself without even asking for a driver.
Along the way, Qin Si thought that the shadow that had weighed on him for so many years had disappeared. With Qin Zun's death, the company would sooner or later fall into his hands. He looked at the scenery on the roadside. The city area that had been ordinary and seemed extremely noisy to him in the past now seemed beautiful and full of fireworks.
Qin Si was driving when he suddenly saw a familiar car speeding past him on the road near the old house.
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Qin Si thought carefully and realized that this was his uncle's car. It was driving in this direction, probably heading to the old house. He didn't know who was in the car.
Suddenly, the corners of Qin Si's mouth curved up. Thinking that Qin Zun's death must have made them extremely busy, Qin Si's heart was filled with evil amusement.
Why not go up and take a look? After all, my uncle and his family have lost their beloved son, and they must be in great need of comfort.
Qin Si did it right away. He stepped on the accelerator and deliberately swerved past the car again and again, forcing the car to slow down.
Qin Si rolled down the window and said hello to the car on the left: "It's Auntie and Qin Li, hello!"
Song Yirou was angry about Qin Si's matter. When she turned her head, she saw Qin Si's haunting face again. She was even more furious on the spot and said in a rather unfriendly tone: "Oh, don't you know best whether we are doing well now? But Qin Si, you have become the general manager of the company. Are you so proud now?"
Qin Si still had a faint smile on his face: "No, no, it's just a general manager position. Auntie, there's no need for you to be angry with us juniors, right?"
Song Yiru, who was already full of anger, felt that the smile on Qin Si's face was even more glaring. She felt that the other party must be gloating over her son's death. She became even angrier and immediately made up her mind to expose his true face in front of the old man.
Song Yirou then sternly said, "It's just a general manager position, and some people haven't even landed their butts yet, and they're already showing off everywhere. I wonder how long you can stay in this position! Driver, drive faster. I don't want to see some people dirtying my eyes!"
The driver didn't dare to say anything more, just obeyed the order and drove away from the place at a faster speed.
Qin Si was not angry after hearing these insults. Instead, he was in a good mood and continued to drive slowly.
In Qin Si's mind, the more angry and frustrated the other party is, the more disadvantaged he is. These harmless insults cannot affect his good mood as the general manager.
When Qin Si slowly arrived at the Qin family's old house, he saw that the servants in the old house were gathered together, looking in a certain direction in front of them, whispering something.
Because the servants were so engrossed in their conversation, they didn't notice Qin Si's arrival. When Qin Si approached, the servants immediately stopped talking as if they had just seen him, and hurried away to do their own things. The way they hurried away made people feel panicked, as if they were fleeing in all directions.
Based on what the servants said, Qin Si had a general idea of what happened.
Before he arrived here, Song Yirou brought Qin Li here. When they were about to enter the hall, Song Yirou covered her face and cried while throwing herself to the center of the hall. However, the center of the hall was indeed empty now, and the crystal coffin was missing.
Song Yirou, who wanted to throw herself on the crystal coffin and cry, suddenly stood there stupidly, not knowing whether to cry or not. She looked very hypocritical as if she was pretending to cry or not.
“Ahem!”
Just then, a cough came from the side. Song Yirou turned around and saw that it was the voice of Butler Zhang. It turned out that he was helping the old man walk towards this side.
She didn't know if the old man had seen her pretentious attitude just now.
Seeing the old man coming, Song Yirou's crying voice began to be heard again.
"Woo woo - my son just left and someone started bullying us orphans and widows. Old man, you have to take charge for us! Woo woo..."
Old Master Qin frowned and asked, "Oh? Is that true? Tell me who dared to bully you under my nose!"
Song Yirou cried bitterly, "For so many years, Zun'er has worked tirelessly day and night for the company, and he has finally made the company better. But now, before his seventh day of mourning has even passed, someone has leaked the news of his death to outsiders for their own benefit. Now everyone in the company knows about Zun'er's death. The whole company is in a panic, and this may cause a major shock to the company!"
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