Don't raise green tea to attack the best actor as a stand-in

Song Qingshuang slightly narrowed her eyes, looked at the direction where Song Ran was leaving, and then picked up the phone: "Lu Hao, I'm Song Qingshuang."

The person opposite was slightly taken aback: "Mr. Song, what do you want from me?"

Song Qingshuang said indifferently: "Lu Hao, I heard that you plan to sell all the two shares of the group in your hand to Lin Feiyu? You have worked in the group for almost 20 years, and you are considered a veteran. Are you so willing?"

Lu Hao said cautiously: "Mr. Song, it's like this. I've grown old in the past two years, and my stomach and legs are not good, so I plan to go to Hainan next year to retire. As for the shares, it was Lin Feiyu who took the initiative to find me. He has signed a contract with the group and is eligible for priority acquisition, I was just looking for an opportunity to talk to you."

Song Qingshuang remained silent.

Lu Hao was a little uneasy: "What's the matter, is there any problem? If Mr. Xiao Song thinks you can't sell it, I won't sell it."

Song Qingshuang said coldly: "Sell it to him and ask him to pay it off in one lump sum. If he doesn't have enough cash flow, you can tell him that you have a friend who is an executive of Chuangfu Investment and can help with the loan."

Lu Hao hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "I understand."

Song Qingshuang put down the phone, his eyes were very gloomy. The two shares of the Song Group are not a small number. Although Lin Feiyu is paid a lot and is good at investing, he is too young after all. He asked his subordinates to check carefully. The savings are not enough to buy the shares of these two points.

Therefore, if Lin Feiyu wants to buy the shares of these two points, he can only borrow money and increase leverage. He is one of the major shareholders behind Chuangfu Investment. Loan, let Lin Feiyu buy the shares of these two points.

Then, according to the recent internal news, there may be a period of financial turmoil at home and abroad recently. At that time, the group's stock should drop a wave, and Lin Feiyu's assets in hand will shrink. Chuangfu Investment can use the reason of insolvency to demand repayment. In this way, Lin Feiyu would be in big trouble, he would either go to jail, or let his elder brother beg him.

The eldest brother seems to be very distressed about that damned Lin Feiyu, and he will probably come to beg himself. If the elder brother comes to beg himself, what will I ask him to do?

Song Qingshuang fantasized about that incomparably wonderful scene, her gloomy mood finally gradually turned for the better, and the corners of her lips, which were always tight, could not help but bend very slightly.

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Half a month later, Robert believed that the vegetative state had improved, but the drug formula needed some adjustments, so he went back to the American laboratory to readjust the formula, and Song Ran also returned to Bibo Lake Villa.

At noon that day, Song Ran was lying on the sofa on the second floor of the villa, admiring the "Song Ran" will in his hand. The words on it were all written by himself. I spent a lot of money on the black market to make the handprints. It looks like the pages are slightly yellowed and the ink is very old. It's perfect.

This kind of fine old-fashioned technique cannot be distinguished by the naked eye at all, and only professional institutions can detect it. The will written by Song Ran himself is brand new, after all, the original owner has been lying in bed for many years.

Song Ran put the will aside, and picked up another copy of the "Share Gift Letter". This gift letter is very simple, just use Song Xiaoran's notes and donate 35% of the shares to Lin Feiyu.

"Brother, wash your hands quickly and prepare to eat." Lin Feiyu's clear and pleasant voice came from downstairs.

"Okay, come down right away." Song Ran responded, got up and walked downstairs.

Lin Feiyu put the fish soup on the dining table, and complained: "Hey, this house is too big. When we lived in Chunjiang Community, I was cooking in the kitchen. When I turned around, I could see my brother reading a book on the sofa. .”

Song Ran raised her eyebrows and said, "Why, do you want to move back?"

"Sometimes I think about it." Lin Feiyu pursed his lips and smiled, filled Song Ran with a bowl of fish soup, and said in a low voice, "But if we move back, we won't be able to let my brother lie comfortably on the balcony railing like last night."

Hold.Song Ran was speechless for a while, and simply drank the fish soup.

The fish soup was white and fragrant, bursting with steam. Song Ran only took a sip, and felt his entire abdomen was hot. He couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. It was too delicious. Where did you learn art?

Song Ran drank a few sips of fish soup, suddenly remembered something, took out the "Will" and "Share Gift Letter" from his arms, and gently placed them on the table: "Xiao Yu, this is for you."

"For me?" Lin Feiyu blinked, picked up the will on it, flipped through it, and read it softly.

"In order to prevent my unexpected accident, property disputes and other disputes after my death, I hereby make a will. If I have an accident, I will deal with all the properties under my name as follows: (35) I voluntarily sell all the shares under my name (Song's 2% of the shares of the group) to Song Xiaoran; (18) I voluntarily donate the house under my name (No. [-], Building [-], Cuiweiyuan) to Song Xiaoran; ([-]) I voluntarily donate all the cash and bonds under my name to the Children’s Welfare Fund meeting.

([-]) All the gifts above do not have any additional conditions, and the donee can dispose of the relevant property according to the circumstances.

Song Ran, 201x x month x day. "

After Lin Feiyu finished reading the will, he was stunned for a long time before saying in a shy voice: "That Song Ran, he left all the shares, and the house... to you, brother."

Song Ran touched his nose uncomfortably: "Yeah, he is very kind to me." Oh my god, it's a bit awkward to leave an inheritance to myself.

Lin Feiyu murmured: "He treats you well?"

Song Ran cheekily put gold on his face: "Well, he is a good man."

Lin Feiyu lowered his eyes, and his shoulders were a little tense. He was silent for a long time, and suddenly sighed softly: "It's a pity that such a good person has encountered a car accident. It's really short-sighted. By the way, did the American doctor say anything about it?" , is it possible for Song Ran to wake up?"

Song Ran shook his head: "I probably won't wake up." Although what the American quack doctor said was very promising, but he was clearly here, how could that body wake up?

"Is that so?" Lin Feiyu let out a sigh of relief, and slowly relaxed his body.

"Yeah, probably won't wake up." Song Ran sighed pretendingly.

Lin Feiyu pursed his lips, and then picked up the "Share Gift Letter" next to him: "I, Song Xiaoran, voluntarily donated 35% of the Song Group's shares to Lin Feiyu, without any additional conditions. Song Xiaoran, on X-month-X, 202X."

While drinking the delicious fish soup, Song Ran said vaguely: "I'm too lazy to write such a complicated gift book, as long as the meaning comes to mind, you can see if there is any problem. If there is no problem, I will press my fingerprint. The 35% The shares are yours."

Lin Feiyu slowly raised his eyes, his eyes were very complicated: "Brother, this is 35% of the shares of the Song Group, do you really want to give it to me?"

"Well, it's useless for me to hold it, so I might as well torment you." Song Ran's tone was very relaxed. Anyway, he no longer wanted to have anything to do with the Song Group, nor did he want to have anything to do with Song Qingshuang.

I have the duplex apartment left by "Song Ran", plus some savings over the years, it is enough for me to live comfortably for a lifetime. As for the 35% of the group shares, I will give it to Lin Feiyu to toss slowly Let's see what tricks he can come up with.

Lin Feiyu held the two heavy documents and said softly, "What about you, brother? What are you going to do in the future?"

Song Ran said casually: "I still have some things to do. After finishing the work, I will quit my job as a manager and open a small bookstore to live comfortably."

As long as I find the case file and find out the case of my parents, I can let go of everything in the past, open a small bookstore, feed the little black cat, tease Lin Feiyu, and read idle books.

If there is no accident, I and Lin Feiyu are probably lifelong partners. Lin Feiyu is actually very good in all aspects. He is good-looking, virtuous and cute, can make money, cook and likes to act like a baby. .

Moreover, this kid is like a different person in bed, he is very demanding and disobedient at all, because he is embarrassed, he always wants to do that kind of thing in the dark, but Lin Feiyu has to turn on the lights every time, and sometimes he will force himself Look, then bite your ear and say something terrible like "brother see clearly, brother is my man".

Song Ran recalled the days before, and felt a sense of exhaustion. If Lin Feiyu was a little Ling, then everything would be perfect, and he would treat him with all kinds of tenderness and love, and take care of all his feelings carefully. Those eccentric hobbies, unfortunately, nine out of ten of them are unsatisfactory, so I can only get used to them slowly.

He was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard Lin Feiyu ask, "Brother, do you need my help opening a bookstore?"

Song Ran came back to his senses: "You don't need your help to open a bookstore. There is something that might need your help after a while. I will tell you when the time comes."

Regarding the case of my parents, I may need to use some connections. After I became Song Xiaoran, I lost all connections in my previous life, and Lin Feiyu has always been very popular. After becoming a major shareholder of the Song Group, my connections will be even wider. Sometimes it might help.

Lin Feiyu looked at Song Ran seriously: "If brother needs help with anything, you must tell me, and don't hide it from me."

"Well, I know." Song Ran felt warm and nodded slightly.

The two chatted for a while about the shareholder meeting, and then they talked about the filming of the "Fire Wheels" film after the year. "Fire Wheels" is a billion-dollar production with a lot of big scenes, especially the explosion of oil tanks and the explosion of ships. Sunk those scenes, you can almost imagine how shocking it would look on the big screen, but the actual shooting at sea is indeed very dangerous, Song Ran was a little worried, and couldn't help but warn a few more words.

The two were talking when Lin Feiyu's cell phone rang suddenly.

Lin Feiyu picked up the phone and blinked: "...Uncle Chen? What's wrong?"

Hearing the word "Uncle Chen", Song Ran couldn't help being slightly taken aback. Uncle Chen is Xue Jianguo's housekeeper. He suddenly called Lin Feiyu. Could it be that something happened to Uncle Xue?

"Oh, oh, I see." Lin Feiyu put down the phone, his beautiful eyebrows furrowed uncontrollably.

Song Ran asked anxiously, "Did something happen to Uncle Xue?"

Lin Feiyu said slowly: "Uncle Chen said just now that Uncle Xue was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer last week, and there may only be a few months left."

"...Late stage lung cancer?" Song Ran was stunned.

He chewed on the words "advanced lung cancer", and felt his heart sank. Over the years, he and Lin Feiyu had visited Uncle Xue many times. Cough, but no one thought that it would be lung cancer.

Song Ran stayed for a long time, then said in a shy voice, "Xiaoyu, let's go to Cuizhugou tomorrow."

"Well, my brother and I think the same." Lin Feiyu nodded.

The next day, Song Ran and Lin Feiyu drove to Cuizhugou. Uncle Chen opened the courtyard door with a sad face and brought them into Xue Jianguo's bedroom.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Xue Jianguo lay on the big bed, coughing so hard that he couldn't breathe. He was so thin that only a few bones remained, and his originally pale face was extremely haggard.

Song Ran felt uncomfortable for a while, and said softly: "Uncle Xue."

Lin Feiyu also said: "Uncle Xue, we are here to see you."

Xue Jianguo rolled his eyes with difficulty, looked at the two people at the door, and said in a hoarse voice: "Good boy... sit down quickly."

Song Ran and Lin Feiyu sat down on the stool beside the bed. Song Ran looked at Xue Jianguo's appearance and felt that his hearts were tightly pulled together. Although Uncle Xue had a very withdrawn personality, he had always been very kind to himself. But birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can escape.

Xue Jianguo took a few breaths and reached out to get the teacup by the bedside, but Song Ran immediately got up and gave it to him.

Xue Jianguo took a sip, frowned, and said in a hoarse voice, "It's cool."

Song Ran immediately said, "I'll make you another cup."

"Well, good boy." Xue Jianguo nodded wearily with half-closed eyes.

After hearing Song Ran's footsteps and leaving, Xue Jianguo slowly opened his eyes, and slowly turned his eyes to look at Lin Feiyu: "Xiao Lin."

Lin Feiyu said softly: "Uncle Xue."

Looking at this familiar yet unfamiliar young face, Xue Jianguo recalled many things from that year, Song Gang, Song Min, Bai Wenxin, Zhao Yulan... Money and power can tear apart almost any relationship, even together. Song Ran and Song Qingshuang, who grew up, also embarked on the road of brotherhood.

Up to now, Song Ran is still in a coma, while Song Qingshuang is in charge of the Song Group.

Xue Jianguo stretched out his veined chicken paw-like hand, and slowly took Lin Feiyu's hand. He looked at the other's amber eyes full of doubts, and secretly made a decision in his heart.

That's right, this is a very smart kid who has enough brains to do something. Song Xiaoran once said that when Song Ran saw a dirty kid on the street by chance, he thought it was fate, so he mentioned it to Song Xiaoran After a few times, Song Ran had a car accident. In order to fulfill Song Ran's wish, Song Xiaoran did everything possible to find Lin Feiyu and raised him up.

Xue Jianguo stared at Lin Feiyu. The child didn't know that Song Ran was his real benefactor. He should avenge the benefactor who had been sleeping for a long time and drag Song Qingshuang down from that position.

He held Lin Feiyu's hand tightly, coughed for a while, and then said hoarsely: "Xiao Lin, there is something important that I want to entrust to you."

Lin Feiyu whispered: "You say."

"Have you ever thought about why it happened so coincidentally that Song Xiaoran met you and still helped you like that?"