After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 1096 The company doesn't want it anymore?

Luo Bicheng handed him the knife.

Ou Wei looked at the shining knife, "No, it's not..."

"I, no, don't want to kill you..."

Ou Wei immediately denied, "Wait a minute..."

His voice is weak.

Out of breath.

It's like being able to burp at any time.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you..."

"Just cut off a finger."

Yan Fanzhou grabbed his skinny hand, which one should he cut?
They are all ugly.

No desire to cut it.

bother.

"I think, I think..." Ou Wei said with difficulty, "SES, here, leave it to you..."

"what?"

The tip of the knife in Yan Fanzhou's hand scratched the back of his hand, "Give it to me? Why do you think I want what you give me?"

"You, you are her son..."

"I'm her son, and I'm not your son! I won't ask for a penny from you!" Yan Fanzhou shook off his hand, "People like you should have no offspring, you and my mother... Do you have?"

I shouldn't have asked about the elders.

But he couldn't help it.

Sheng Huanhuan is just a fool!

Silly sweet!
If she had a father like that.

He couldn't imagine.

There is no need to do this paternity test.

He doesn't recognize it.

It's a secret that the Sheng family will always treat her as the second young lady.

"me……"

Ou Wei said "I" several times, his pupils were rounded, he opened his mouth, but couldn't make a sound.

boom!
The door to the ward was pushed open.

Justin tilted his head, "Young Master Yan, it's not right for you to come to visit so late..."

Seeing that Yan Fanzhou was holding a knife in his hand, he said he was visiting a doctor.

"What's wrong? There's a jet lag at home and abroad, so I didn't pay attention when boarding the plane." Yan Fanzhou played with the sharp knife in his hand, "I'm not looking at you, do you have an opinion?"

"Young Master Yan is lying, don't you think about it? Some of my subordinates saw you entering and exiting the SES building in the morning."

The division of labor between him and Fu Jiangli is very clear.

Fu Jiangli Management Company.

And he is responsible for helping Ou Wei to have fun, his spiritual needs.

Fu Jiangli was able to climb so fast because Ou Wei had cancer and needed treatment, so he had no time to manage the company.

"So what? I want to come now, so I'm in such a hurry? Afraid I'll kill him, or you?" Yan Fanzhou sat down lazily.

He slapped his long legs, "You went to Shangjiang to harm me. I haven't settled with you yet, but you have come to your door..."

Justin is even more unafraid, "Is it me or you who delivered it to your door?"

He walked to the hospital bed, "Old Ou, the person you want to kill is right in front of you, and I will help you kill him right now."

"Of course, after killing him, I will send the lawyer over, and you will give me the SES..."

Treacherous old stuff.

"no no……"

Ou Wei made a weak voice.

"No? Not for me?" Justin's mouth curled slightly, "Then..."

He stretched out his hand, "Young Master Yan, let's do it."

There was an instant silence in the ward.

Yan Fanzhou smiled, "I'm not a fool for stepping on a horse. If I killed him here, the crime will fall on me..."

"Compared to letting him die, living is torture." He got up, "It's getting late, Luo Luo, let's go eat supper!"

Yan Fanzhou and Luo Bicheng strode away.

It was only when I walked downstairs that I saw Fu Jiangli parking the car.

"You are late……"

"he died?"

The corner of Yan Fanzhou's mouth turned up, "You sound like a little lost..."

Fu Jiangli's already cold face became colder and more serious, "Some people don't deserve to die too quickly."

"The hero sees the same thing." He glanced upstairs, "But you have to be careful, some people still want him to die sooner."

Yan Fanzhou got into the car.

He thought Fu Jiang would go up, but he didn't expect him to leave too.

When I came to the hospital in the middle of the night, I left without seeing anyone.

This Fu Jiangli, the company doesn't want it anymore?
A multinational conglomerate as large as SES has a net profit of billions of dollars a year, and its current market value is hundreds of billions.

At this moment, there was a loud noise in the ward.

(End of this chapter)