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"Then would it be convenient for you to tell me how much the transfer fee Jingzhong Electronics will give you?" Song Yan asked sincerely, "Maybe we can also pay for Xinchuang?"

"100."

Song Yan was stunned, Chen Jingbo was really willing to blow it up, the transfer fee for such a patent was only 100 million!

Taking the mobile phone, she smiled at Lu Zhonghai: "Well, I'll make a call and apply to the leader." Then she walked a few steps away and dialed Su Xing's number.

When quoting the transfer fee in the scene, Su Xing seemed to resolutely refuse without thinking about it: "Do you know how much money we can earn if we win the order from Feiniao Company? There is no way to get the approval from above for 100 million."

Song Yan was silent, and Su Xing was also silent. After a few seconds, Su Xing said: "50, you tell him that it is not a transfer but an authorization."

After hanging up the phone, Song Yan returned to Lu Zhonghai and said with an apologetic smile: "Mr. Lu, we have proposed a new cooperation model. We don't need you to transfer your patent, we only need to authorize it. The power is still in your hands, and you can continue to use it to make money in the future."

"Then how much can you pay?" Lu Zhonghai asked.

"50."

Lu Zhonghai was silent, and after a while he shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't cooperate with your Xinchuang anymore."

"Mr. Lu, our plan is definitely the best. If you have the right to own the patent, you can have a steady stream of income. The later income will definitely be more than the one-time one million now!" Song Yan was anxious, and persuaded loudly .

He looked at her: "I understand, but now I need a sum of money urgently, so I'm sorry." After speaking, he went directly to pay the bill and left.

Song Yan kept persuading him, but he didn't seem to listen, and finally started the car and drove away.

Unwilling to lose to Chen Jingbo from the very beginning, Song Yan immediately took a taxi and followed Lu Zhonghai, hoping to impress him with sincerity.

Lu Zhonghai's car did not drive to the residential area, but to the Sacred Heart Hospital.

Song Yan followed him into the hospital with a little surprise, and finally found him waiting outside the Child Psychiatry Department of Sacred Heart Hospital. After a while, a mother and child came out of the consulting room, and he picked them up and got into the car.

Song Yan watched his car leave, thought for a while, and called Sun Fushang.

Half an hour later, she and Sun Fushang were standing in the child psychiatric clinic, and the doctor in the clinic said to Sun Fushang: "It is reasonable to say that I cannot tell others about the patient's privacy, but if it is yours, just say it quietly." Just a few words. That child is autistic, or rather serious. Recently, the father of the child seems to want to send the child to a well-known rehabilitation center. It is said that the cost is very high, and it may cost hundreds of thousands a year. look."

Song Yan immediately understood why Lu Zhonghai urgently needed a sum of money.

After asking the psychiatrist about Lu Zhonghai's address, Song Yan left Sacred Heart Hospital and took a taxi to Lu Zhonghai's home.

On the way there, she made a lot of phone calls, and soon arrived at Lu Zhonghai's house.

This is the old town of Haicheng. They lived in the dormitory building that used to be in the factory, and the property management was relatively lax. She walked downstairs to his house, thinking about how to persuade Lu Zhonghai.

Just as he was thinking about it, he suddenly saw a boy coming down the stairs. Song Yan was surprised when he saw his face. Isn't this Lu Zhonghai's autistic son?
Seeing him walking straight to the street outside, she trotted after him and grabbed his arm.

The boy turned his face and glanced at her, without saying a word, he shook off her hand and continued walking. Song Yan was anxious, and couldn't help asking: "Do your parents know you're coming out? Come home with me!"

The boy continued to walk forward as if he didn't hear it, faster and faster.

Song Yan had no choice but to follow him. He quickly walked to the main street and had to cross the road regardless of the traffic rules.

Song Yan yelled and followed him to pull him. He struggled hard, but the strength was too great, and Song Yan was thrown to the ground.

Seeing him rushing towards the passing traffic, Song Yan quickly got up and chased after him.

A series of car horns came from far and near. Song Yan turned his head and saw a car speeding towards the boy. The brakes sounded, and she was thrown out by a huge force.

She felt a sudden dizziness in front of her eyes, a huge pain came from her back, and quickly hit her whole body, and then her eyes went dark, and she lost consciousness.

After an unknown amount of time, she slowly woke up, opened her eyes, and saw a stern face.

She was slightly taken aback, and called softly: "President Su..."

Su Xing's face was as calm as ever, but his eyes, which were like deep pools, looked a little different today.

"Stay still," he said.

Song Yan really didn't dare to move, and stared blankly at him.

Although his expression didn't change much, compared to his usual coldness, he seemed a bit gentle?

"It hurts more if you move around," he added.

"I... what's wrong with me?" Song Yan asked stupidly, and at the same time, the scene of being knocked into the air appeared in his head.

"It seems that you don't care much about your own life, you were hit by a car so casually!" Su Xing's voice sounded in his ear.

She immediately retorted back in dissatisfaction: "Who doesn't care about their own lives, isn't it for the company's business!"

"Since you say that, I can't even count your work-related injuries. Well, the company will subsidize you."

Unexpectedly, Su Xing was so eloquent, but Song Yan was stunned instead. He raised his eyes to look at him, only to see the corners of his lips slightly raised, and his handsome face looked very gentle.

Song Yan's heartbeat quickened a few beats, and he blinked vigorously.Is he smiling? This is the first time she saw him smiling!He looks so pretty when he smiles...

After being so stupid for a few seconds, Song Yan suddenly woke up. Feeling his foolishness, his face turned red, so he turned his face sideways and buried him under the quilt to cover it up. At the same time, he changed the subject: "Is my injury serious?"

It felt like there was a little pain all over her body, and she was a little scared, wouldn't she be disabled...

"You are fatal, it's all skin trauma, your bones are fine, and your head is fine. However, your head was concussed before, so it's lucky that you didn't get affected this time."

Song Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled: "It's fine." Thinking of something, he asked again, "Is that boy okay?"

"He's fine, he's been taken home by his parents."

After finishing the sentence, Song Yan's cell phone rang suddenly, and she took it over immediately. Seeing the caller ID, her face became serious, and she connected the call: "Ah... can't you? Well, thank you then."

After hanging up the phone, she sighed softly with a bitter face.

"What's the matter?" Su Xing asked.

"Lu Zhonghai's son has autism. The reason why he refused our offer is because he urgently needs a large sum of money to send his son to rehabilitation. The autism rehabilitation center is very expensive. I asked someone to go to the autism rehabilitation center." The autistic rehabilitation institution fought for it, trying to help him get a preferential policy, but failed."