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Chapter 36: Secrets

In addition to Meng Weijia, Meng Weike, all members of the board of directors, there were many journalists in the conference room.And Meng Weike was sitting in the seat that Meng Changming used to belong to at the moment, but now it was Meng Weiqing's usual seat.The farthest distance from the long table directly opposite to the door was obviously an empty seat he specially reserved for Meng Weiqing.

Meng Weiqing walked to the chair and didn't sit down, but just stared at his younger brother, "Which show is this? Are you going to sing a big show? The board of directors or the press conference? You are not qualified to hold either?"

The media was arranged by Meng Weike early in the morning, and the cameras were set up in the best position.Meng Weike, who had been well groomed and groomed, leaned on the boss chair, raised his chin slightly, and rested his hands on the armrests. Hearing Meng Weiqing's words, his lowered and relaxed eyelids suddenly lifted, and he gave Meng Weiqing an imposing look.The acting is exaggerated and full of style.Compared with him, Meng Weiqing at this moment looks a bit embarrassed.

Meng Wei did not answer Meng Weiqing, but glanced at him for a week, and finally his eyes fell on the face of his own secretary diagonally behind him, "Everything is here, let's start."

The beautiful secretary opened the notebook in front of her, and everyone was at a loss.Meng Weiqing looked at Meng Weijia who was sitting next to Meng Weike, and Meng Weijia also frowned.

What is he going to do?Meng Weiqing sent a WeChat message to her sister.

Meng Weijia: How would I know!I still want to ask you!Are you looking for Bai Xiaojun again?

Meng Weiqing: You know now?The media moves so fast?

Meng Weijia: You said that you just finished the funeral and didn't go to the company to appease people's hearts and didn't care about business. Instead, you immediately went to the actor's little boy.Don't you pay attention to such a sensational headline? !

Meng Weiqing held back his anger and was just about to search when the large screen in the conference room suddenly lit up.The screen shook twice before it stabilized, and then Song Chunhong appeared.

"Chang Ming! Hush—"

"Mom, I'm Xiaoke. "Alzheimer's Diary" was filmed on the 57th day. Mom's memory regression is getting worse and worse. I just felt that she was not in a good state. Let's see when she returned today."

Only Meng Weike's voice was invisible, obviously he was filming.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who is Xiao Ke? Come and see what I found."

With a mysterious look on her face, Song Chunhong dragged Meng Weike to the bedroom.

After entering the house, Song Chunhong pointed to a quilt on the bed, leaned close to the screen and said in a very low voice, "Look, I picked this up in the carport this morning."

Meng Weike pointed the camera at the quilt, which turned out to be a child's pillow, and a woolen hat was put on the pillow.

Meng Weike flicked away, "Mom, don't do this, it's too scary!"

"Why is it scary? Isn't it just a child? And why do you keep calling me Mom?"

Meng Weike sighed, and began to cooperate with the performance, "Okay, I won't call you Mom. Cough, Chunhong. Then this pillow... no, this child, is it a boy or a girl?"

Song Chunhong's eyes lit up, "Boy! Come on! I'll open the quilt for you and have a look!"

"Ah?! No, no, no, I believe, believe, really! Then... what should we do now, send the child to the police station."

"Are you stupid? Send it to the police station? This is an unwanted child. Didn't you always want another boy? Let's keep this child?"

"Huh? Hmm... how do you know that it's a child that someone doesn't want?"

"I have faith!"

"letter?"

"Yes, I'll show you." Song Chunhong began to rummage through the boxes while speaking.

After searching for a while, Song Chunhong stopped to think about it, and opened the safe again.Meng Weike has been shooting silently.Song Chunhong first took out a lockable jewelry box from the safe, then opened the jewelry box with a small key in the safe, and finally took out neat stacks of yellowed and torn papers, a small gold lock and A roll of old RMB.

Song Chunhong sat on the bed and unfolded the paper and began to read.At this moment, the camera was completely fixed, and Meng Weike appeared in the screen. He walked to his mother and sat down, picked up the golden lock and looked at it carefully.

Dear well-wishers:

Please be the sinner first!

I'm a fucking unwed single mom whose father left us forever in a car accident before the baby was born.I am unable to raise my children alone, let alone bear the pressure of public opinion.If you find a child and decide to take him in and raise him, I think it may be a predestined fate in a previous life.You are the great benefactor of our mother and child, and I cannot kneel down to thank you in person. I would like to be a cow and a horse in the next life to repay your kindness!

My financial situation is really very bad. The golden lock is the only relic left to me when my mother passed away-a gold ring with the child's name and birthday on it.The name was chosen before birth, I don't know the gender, I took two names, if the benefactor doesn't like it, just change it.In addition, there is 328 yuan attached, which is all my savings.

Finally, please be kind to my son!I really love him!If you could see me now you would know that I have been crying for two full days, my eyes are swollen to the brim, and I have had a hard time writing this letter.The words are ugly, benefactor forgive me.

Kowtow and kneel thanks!

Kowtow and kneel thanks!

Kowtow and kneel thanks!

A must-have for a mother who can't survive

1985. 12, 30

After reading the letter, Song Chunhong folded the paper slowly, thoughtfully, "The handwriting is very beautiful. Alas—tomorrow is New Year's Day, this is a big festival... What a miserable woman."

Meng Weike stood up and walked to the camera with the golden lock in his hand, finding a suitable distance to reveal the handwriting on the golden lock: A dream is a love.After staying for two seconds, he turned the golden lock to the other side: 1985.10.30.

Song Chunhong was still thinking about it later, "It should be that the girl is called Yimeng and the boy is called Weiqing, what a nice name. Why don't we change the girl's name too? Meng Jia is too ordinary. Meng Weijia? Hmm, it sounds nice. Too much. It's a pity that the parents..."

The video stopped abruptly, and there was no sound in the meeting room.

A few seconds later, it was as if a switch had been activated in the still time and space. All the fixed cameras, mobile phones, handheld cameras, and mobile phones in the entire room, as long as they had lenses, were all aimed at Meng Weiqing. The ground hit him on the face, and the reporters swarmed in a mess in an instant.The most amazing thing was that no one spoke, and everyone was waiting for Meng Weiqing's first reaction.

Pa——It was Meng Weijia who broke the silence.She slapped Meng Weike and stood up, "Are you crazy?! This kind of thing should be shown to others with great fanfare?! Parents are still dead, you stripped our whole family's clothes Parade!"

Meng Wei didn't get angry or moved, "You really knew it a long time ago. Huh, what did I say, you are five years older than Meng Weiqing, so it's impossible not to understand that the younger brother came out of thin air. Okay, are you strict with your mouth? More than thirty years. But why do I think you treat him better than me? Do you really only treat him as a younger brother?"

Wow—Meng Weijia splashed another glass of water on the table onto Meng Weike's face.After splashing, she turned around and walked out. When she reached the door, she turned her head and looked at Meng Weike who was sitting in the innermost place, "Minghong will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later."

Meng Weijia left.Meng Weike touched his face with a facial tissue handed over by others, "I just wanted to shoot some documentaries before my mother died, but I didn't expect that. I was also shocked at the time. What's the matter? Meng Weiqing, this was filmed several months ago. I waited until my mother passed away and you told me to get out of Minghong before I took it out and announced it to the public. You are ruthless, and I don’t want to be polite anymore. Is my brother merciful enough? I have already made an appointment, and I have time to check it with me tomorrow A DNA?"

"No need to test, I give up the right of inheritance and all the shares I own. Give me my mother's relics." Meng Weiqing was expressionless, and the moment the words fell, the room was full of uproar.

Meng Weike finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, he stood up and supported the table with his hands, trying to control his voice not to be heard that he was so excited that he was about to suffocate, "Okay, I've prepared the agreement, the lawyer and the notary are both Yes, sign it."

Someone handed various supporting documents to Meng Weiqing, and Meng Weiqing took out a pen and signed them all.Surrounded by flashing lights and clicking sounds, it was much more grand and spectacular than his usual signing projects.

After Meng Weiqing finished signing, he put away his pen. Suddenly, the door of the meeting room was knocked open, and a security guard rushed in panting, "No...it's not good! Someone jumped off the building opposite our building! It is said that they bought Minghong stock with a loan shark All lost!"

Bai Xiaojun had already boarded the train, found his own berth and sat down, took off his mask, opened the mineral water and took a few sips.On the opposite bunk is a young man and woman, each of whom is using a mobile phone to scan.Bai Xiaojun didn't touch social software for several days, he took out a book from his backpack.Just as I was about to watch it, the man across the street slapped his thigh, "Damn it! You don't even dare to play like this on a TV show!"

"Oh mom, are you trying to scare me to death?!" The woman kicked the man's foot. She was not wearing shoes, and her foot was on her boyfriend's leg.

"It's not you! Minghong, you know, right? The boss of Minghong Group... oh, not old, just the young president who took over as the chairman of his father not long ago, you know?"

"I know, Meng Weiqing, isn't he rumored to be having an affair with that Bai Xiaojun these days? What's wrong with him?"

"Look for yourself! Quick! For a long time, he wasn't Meng Changming's own son! At first I thought I was going to say he was an illegitimate child, but it turned out...he was picked up! Live video! How dare you tear your face apart! This Isn't the shocking reversal too exciting?!"

The two yelled and sighed with emotion, completely oblivious to the dumbfounded Bai Xiaojun on the opposite side.

Bai Xiaojun didn't care about the suitcase that had been stuffed into the luggage rack for clothes, so he rushed off the train with only his backpack on his back.

The conductor shouted behind him: "Oh! What are you doing?! We're driving now!"

"I'm not leaving!" Bai Xiaojun rushed out of the train station like a wind.