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

"Why are you eating this kind of food again! What my old woman said doesn't work anymore, does it?!" Granny Zhou rushed into the bookstore from the backyard, angrily.

Song Ran and Wu Xiaoyun were caught stealing fried chicken cutlets on the spot. They looked at each other in embarrassment. Wu Xiaoyun pursed his lips and honestly put the fried chicken cutlets in his hand back on the plate. The jar was smashed, "ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" stuffed all the fried chicken cutlets into my mouth, my cheeks were bulging like a chipmunk, and I looked at Granny Zhou proudly and guilty.

Granny Zhou pointed at his nose, her hands were shaking with anger: "You, you... Xiaoyun was spoiled by you! He doesn't eat dinner all day long, and eats rubbish all the time!"

A girl who was picking out a book couldn't help laughing and said, "Mother-in-law, fried chicken cutlets are delicious."

"Yeah, I really like to eat too!"

"What's the point of living if you can't eat delicious food?" Other students also echoed.

"You children..." Granny Zhou was besieged on all sides, but she couldn't say anything to these crooked bastards, so she had to leave angrily.

Song Ran suppressed a smile and settled the bill for those girls, but saw Wu Xiaoyun staring blankly at the backs of those girls.

"What's wrong?" Song Ran followed her gaze, those girls were carrying schoolbags, standing at the door of the store, gossiping about something, it seemed that some starlet got embarrassed on a variety show, and they were laughing while talking Laughing, looking carefree, youthful and beautiful.

Wu Xiaoyun whispered: "Brother Ran, I really envy them."

Song Ran secretly sighed, Wu Xiaoyun turned 16 last month, and his education level is the second grade of elementary school, so it is basically impossible for him to take the route of compulsory education.

He thought for a while and said seriously: "Xiaoyun, the most important thing for people to come to this world is to know the world and themselves, and then find their own path to happiness. The essential purpose is for this, do you understand?"

Wu Xiaoyun opened his big round eyes, and nodded with a vague understanding.

Song Ran patiently said: "Now that we have a bookstore, when you are not too busy, you can look through elementary school textbooks, learn more words, and learn basic addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division. After you have a certain foundation, you can look at other types of books. If you have any questions, you can ask me, and when you have your own ideas, whether it is a self-study part-time job or starting a business, I will support you."

Wu Xiaoyun understood a little bit, she pursed her lips, and said in a shy voice: "Thank you Brother Ran, no one... No one has ever told me this, I, I am afraid that I am too stupid."

"It's okay, take your time." Song Ran patted her on the shoulder, and brazenly instructed the child laborer, "Now go and get me a cup of pearl milk tea, hot, seven-fen sugar."

"Yeah!" Wu Xiaoyun nodded vigorously, and ran to make milk tea.

Song Ran was very satisfied with this little child laborer. He got up and stretched his waist, squinted his eyes and looked around this small bookstore. Well, everything is good, but there seems to be something missing... um, missing What's wrong?

He couldn't think of it for a while, and didn't bother to think about it, so he flipped through the financial app on his phone.

It has been almost a year since he woke up from the sea. In the past year, he brought Wu Xiaoyun from a small fishing village to the bustling Jiangcheng, and slowly revived this deserted small bookstore. Now the bookstore business Xinglong, he also saved some small money, and started investing and managing money.

Perhaps because of the former CEO of the Song Group, "Song Ran", Song Ran is very interested in the Song Group and has been silently following the group's developments.

At first, he was still a little worried, because the CEO named Lin Feiyu seemed very unreliable, he was simply willful, and might bring down the Song Group, but unexpectedly, in the past three months, Lin Feiyu has actually Instead of making any messy demon moths, they completed several major mergers and acquisitions, all of which were high-risk projects. The board of directors was extremely opposed, and Lin Feiyu insisted on going his own way, but the results proved that Lin Feiyu was right.

Well, these projects are really good, and I would do it if I changed myself.

Song Ran rubbed his chin. This Lin Feiyu seemed to have finally come to his senses. According to these mergers and acquisitions, this person had a very good vision, he was extremely ruthless, and his relatives did not recognize him. He was a very powerful person.

By the way, I wonder if Lin Feiyu was trained and promoted by that "Song Ran"?If so, it proves that "Song Ran" has a good vision, and he is indeed his spiritual confidant.

Also, after a while, the Song Group will hold a board meeting again. I wonder if Lin Feiyu will attend this board meeting?If he still refuses to attend this meeting, the Song Group's stock price will fall again, probably even worse than last time.

……

In the suburbs of Jiangcheng City, the rehabilitation branch of Jiangcheng Hospital.

Song Qingshuang's snow-white face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and her voice was so cold that it dropped ice scum: "Open the door, I want to see Lin Feiyu."

Secretary Chen said tremblingly: "Lin, Mr. Lin said that he doesn't see anyone."

Song Qingshuang said angrily: "The board of directors will be held the day after tomorrow, and he is still hiding in the hospital, he is simply a waste!"

Secretary Chen took a peek at him, and said in a low voice, "Mr. Song, Mr. Lin is doing rehabilitation, so it's really inconvenient to see you."

"Get out of the way!" Song Qingshuang was too lazy to talk, and pushed her away, "Bang!" The door of the ward was kicked open.

This is a very spacious rehabilitation ward. It is white and clean. It is equipped with beds, desks, sofas, and various rehabilitation equipment. The tall floor-to-ceiling windows are hung with translucent white gauze curtains, and you can faintly see green trees swaying. .

At this moment, a man is lying on the rehabilitation equipment, with heavy sandbags tied to his slender and strong legs, and he is doing the rehabilitation movements with heavy weight on his legs very hard. A thin layer of sweat broke out, as if he didn't notice Song Qingshuang who entered the door at all.

Song Qingshuang stared at the man, and said coldly: "Lin Feiyu, the day after tomorrow is the board meeting. Since you still look like a half-dead ghost, hand over the Song Group, and I can buy 16% of the shares at a high price."

Lin Feiyu didn't answer. After finishing the whole set of movements in silence, he slowly stood up, picked up a snow-white towel to wipe his sweat, and said lightly: "Song Qingshuang, don't think about the company. Since I can lead the merger and acquisition case, he will naturally be able to preside over the board meeting.”

Song Qingshuang sneered: "Professionals go through the process of mergers and acquisitions. You only need to listen to Secretary Chen read the documents, then make a judgment, and sign the documents. But you look like a ghost, can you preside over the board meeting? You The appearance appeared on the board of directors, do you want the stock of the Song Group to drop continuously again? Mr. Lin? Chairman Lin?"

Lin Feiyu looked at him expressionlessly.

This former big star is still handsome and handsome, with a slender and vigorous body, long and straight legs, strong but not exaggerated muscles, even the sweat on his neck looks extremely sexy, everything is perfect, There is only one thing—compared with before, those beautiful amber eyes have a weird sense of bleakness.

His voice was soft but firm: "I can chair the meeting."

Song Qingshuang's snow-white face was a little distorted, and he said sharply, "You're fucking blind!"

Lin Feiyu didn't have the slightest expression on his face, he just said coldly: "Who said I'm blind?"

Without the slightest fumbling movement, he directly picked up the pair of light brown glasses on the bedside table, then picked up the suit jacket on the back of the chair and draped it over his shoulders, turned around and walked to the French window, and opened the white glasses with a "swipe". sheer curtain.

All the movements are done in one go, flowing smoothly, without any appearance of blindness at all.

Lin Feiyu turned his face slightly, and the warm sunlight shone on his handsome and indifferent face through the tall floor-to-ceiling windows. He said calmly: "Put the glasses on the upper right corner of the bedside table, five centimeters from the edge of the bedside table; It is 1.8 centimeters away from the bedside table, and the height of the chair back is 82 centimeters; the floor-to-ceiling window is [-] meters and [-] centimeters from the bedside, I am [-] meters [-], and my stride is [-] centimeters. After five steps, I am [-] centimeters away from the floor-to-ceiling window, just to open the curtains.”

At this point, he paused: "Do you want me to continue? I can recite the data of the Song Group's headquarters building to you, and the data of the conference room and the president's office are accurate to centimeters."

Song Qingshuang narrowed her eyes and understood: "You want to pretend that you are not blind? Pretend that you can continue to run the company?"

"Don't pretend, I can do it." Lin Feiyu said lightly, then turned around and sat down at the desk, he clicked a few keys on the computer keyboard, and the voice software began to play the latest meeting minutes and work reports.

""Song Group's Third Quarter Meeting Minutes", meeting time: October 10; meeting location..."

""Jiangcheng City Chunjiang Shopping Plaza Interior Design Contract", Party A..."

"This contract has been typed back and redone. The timing and responsibility are not clear, and there are also problems with the budget on the financial side..." Lin Feiyu leaned quietly on the computer chair, listening to the work content while giving instructions casually. Secretary Chen Recording in a panic, he was even more flustered than Lin Feiyu, a blind man.

Song Qingshuang gritted her teeth and said, "Oh, I understand. There is a secretary to help with the work, and a nanny to take care of you when you go back. Anyway, you have taken 35% of his shares. You will have no worries about food and clothing in this life. It doesn't matter if you are blind!"

Hearing the word "he", Lin Feiyu trembled very slightly, but he quickly controlled himself, and said in a shy voice: "It's just that some details are inconvenient at work, and I need the help of the secretary to deal with them. As for the nanny... I don't care. If necessary, I can do it alone."

He paused, and whispered almost to himself: "This is what I should, and this is what I deserve."

Song Qingshuang sneered and said: "You can just pretend, anyway, pretending is Lin Daying's forte."

Lin Feiyu didn't say anything, and there was silence in the ward.

After an unknown period of time, Lin Feiyu suddenly raised his eyelids, and through the pair of light brown glasses, those dull eyes seemed to have some kind of aggressive light like a falcon: "I will do everything I can. All my hard work has turned the Song Group into a multinational company with a market value of hundreds of billions or trillions, but it must be firmly in my hands, and no one can take it away from me. Song Qingshuang, you can't either. "

Song Qingshuang took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and said, "This is Song, Shi, Ji, Tuan. Lin Feiyu, what's your last name? What are you?! You're a son of a bitch!"

Lin Feiyu didn't change his face, as if he didn't care about these insults at all: "It doesn't matter what my last name is, it doesn't matter what I am, and it doesn't matter whether I am a bastard who is a son of a bitch, all I know is that my brother bought the Song Group for me with shares. Yes, so this is something my brother gave me, who, also, don't, think, take, go."

Song Qingshuang could barely stabilize his voice at first, and covered his slight choking with a harsh tone, but at this moment, hearing Lin Feiyu's "brother", he couldn't stabilize anymore, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother? What are you?" Mom deserves it too? Lin Feiyu, what's the use of pretending now? You, you white-eyed wolf, you have killed him... I, I can't wait to kill you... How dare you call him brother..."

His voice gradually turned into a crying sound, and finally he couldn't continue anymore, turned around and slammed the door and left.

Secretary Chen looked at Song Qingshuang's back in fear, and then looked at Lin Feiyu cautiously. He felt that he was like a mouse in a bellows getting angry at both ends, and he didn't dare to say anything.

Although Lin Feiyu was already blind, he seemed to be able to sense other people's gazes, so he said calmly, "Secretary Chen, go out too."

"Oh, okay, then I'll go out, Mr. Lin." Secretary Chen quickly slipped out as if he had been pardoned.

Lin Feiyu was the only one left in the huge ward. He slowly leaned back on the back of the chair. There was endless darkness in front of his eyes, and he could only hear the rustling of leaves outside the window.

After I jumped into the sea with my brother, I hit the hull of the boat in the water. The brain congested and pressured the optic nerve. Coupled with multiple severe fractures, I lay in the intensive care unit for three months before I could barely get up. It has been almost a year now. .

In the past year, I have worked very hard to recover and exercise, practicing late at night or even early in the morning every day, just to see my best appearance when my brother comes back, but after so long, there is still no news of my brother.

Many people surrounded me, Liu Qian, Cui Xue, secretary, executives, dean, attending doctor, psychiatrist... Everyone was trying to imply something, even those useless psychiatrists were trying to imply something, those There is no good thing for people, all of them have ulterior motives, and all of them are full of lies. They want to believe that their brother is no longer there, that his brother is no longer in this world, and that they are left alone in this cold world.