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At first, I wanted to show An Jiu some color and let him follow them obediently, but in the blink of an eye, An Jiu calmly threatened them.

This made Song Song's assistant a little restless.

But now even if he couldn't sit still, he had to obediently sit in the car and lead the way, with the bodyguard that Shan Boning arranged for An Jiu sitting next to him.

Mo Hong and Xiaomi wanted to join in the fun, but An Jiu waved them back to the company. It would not be good for them to get involved in this kind of thing.

The captain of the bodyguard was also speechless, but remembered that Patriarch Shan had specially reminded them when he hired them that if An Jiu wanted to do anything, he could go with him, as long as he protected him well.

At that time, I didn't understand why, and thought that the protected object was actually very worry-free, but Anjiu's actions today completely broke their previous thinking.

Usually An Jiu is quiet because he has no place to mess around. Once he finds an opportunity, An Jiu acts like a monster. They called the employer, but Patriarch Shan said to let him go. They just need to protect An Jiu from getting hurt.

After coming to the hospital, An Jiu met Song Song for the second time. The last time he saw Song Song, he was still energetic, but his body was swollen severely, but now there was only a layer of skin and bones left.

"You're here." Song Song struggled to even open his eyes, and pointed to the chair next to him in a seemingly peaceful manner, "Sit down."

"Don't bother me, I'm just here to see what's going on in your minds." An Jiu crossed his arms and tilted his head to look around the ward. It seemed that Song Song's condition had suddenly started to deteriorate. Before long, he won't have to pretend to be half dead.

Only then did Song Song realize that something was wrong. An Jiu looked calm, but his eyes were mocking, while his assistant's face was pale and his body was trembling.

"What's going on?" He struggled to sit up and yelled at his assistant, "Didn't I ask you to invite someone over?"

When the assistant heard this, he trembled even more. This was the first time he was assigned an important task since he was transferred, so he just wanted to show off his prestige. Who knew he would mess with someone he shouldn't?

"Please? I haven't heard of anyone who invited someone to be blocked by three cars." An Jiu came here just to know what Song Song wanted to do again, and to skip acting class while watching the excitement.

Song Song knew it was wrong as soon as he heard it, and scolded the assistant angrily: "I told you to invite someone over, what are you doing!"

The assistant didn't dare to speak for a reason, for fear of losing his job if he said one more word.

Song Song did have the intention to fire him, but thinking about how long he would not live, other things mattered.

"That's what this idiot made on his own. I want to talk to you." Song Song tried his best to sound more amiable. Of course he knew that An Jiu would not have a good impression of him, but he still had to pretend to be superficial. After all, now he has to convince An Jiu to have a chance to keep his son.

"What are you talking about?" An Jiu stood at the door, refusing to go in. "If you have something to say, just say it. I'm very busy." I was busy going back to molesting Patriarch Shan and sleeping, so I don't have time to waste time with this kind of person.

An Jiu felt that Song Song's next tone was gnashing his teeth: "I heard from Ning Mu that you already know about Shan Chan's will."

"I know." I still remember it very clearly, after all, it is really rare to be able to trick a son into such a trick.

Song Song coughed twice, and continued: "Then you should also know that Shan Boning will not let you threaten his right to speak with those shares."

The shares in Shan Boning's hands can only reach half, while the shares of other members of the Shan family add up to less than one-tenth of the total amount of the group, not even as good as Shan Boning's biological father's shareholding in the group before his death.

This seems unreasonable, but Shan Lao is really worried that these money-losing bastards will cheat his grandson, and the shares left to them are enough for them to live a prosperous life for the rest of their lives. He never thought of letting them join the company, otherwise there would be no Song Song Arrangement of cronies.

"So?" An Jiu was still not interested.

"I'm running out of time." Song Song coughed louder, as if to prove that what he said was the truth, "You may not have the idea, but if you keep that part in your own hands, you can The entire board will have a say."

He tried his best to think of an example that he thought an actor who dropped out of high school could understand: "You may not be paid as much as a year's dividend if you work hard for a lifetime."

Anjiu's expression moved slightly, as if he had a reaction. Song Song thought his words had an effect, but was interrupted when he was about to make persistent efforts: "So what? I'm still not interested."

It's not that he has never seen money, and it's not that he, An Jiu, has no hands, legs, or brains.

"How many years do you think Shan Boning can like you?" In Song Song's view, An Jiu was just coaxed by Shan Boning, just like that woman Shan Chan!

"I advise you not to trust him. You are young and good-looking and he is willing to coax you, but when you are old, he will still have money, and it will be easy to change to a better-looking one."

An Jiu frowned in doubt when he heard the words, raised his eyebrows after thinking about it and said clearly: "Sent it because of feelings?"

This tone is so sincere that a fool can't hear it.

He remembered that Shan Boning said that he looked more like his father.

An Jiu looked him up and down several times. Although Song Song looks skinny now, if he didn't have a bluffing face when he was young, Shan Boning's mother would not have liked him.

But isn't Shan Chan always looking towards Song Song? Why is it that Shan Chan doesn't seem to like him that much in Song Song's mouth?

Even if he was curious, An Jiu didn't intend to ask Song Song. If he wanted to know, he could just go back and ask Shan Boning, and he had already heard what Song Song had to say.

"Thank you for reminding me, but I'm not worried." An Jiu's tone was still gentle and peaceful, but his whole person seemed to be superior. Song Song, who had been in the business world for many years, actually felt the pressure from this young man.

"After all, I didn't intend to coax Bo Ning to support me with my face." He was the one who thought about letting the other party work for him after Shan Bo Ning went bankrupt.

But there is no need for anyone to know this, including Shan Boning, An Jiu is sure.

How could Song Song fail to realize that An Jiu's words were mocking him, but his condition suddenly deteriorated, and the doctor said he couldn't last much longer.

Now he accepts extremely painful treatment every day, just to let himself live longer and pave the way for his son.

This is another reason why he asked An Jiu to come today, a bitter trick.

Helping a team of college students without financial support, accepting Liu Yan's daughter without any grievances, even when An's is now facing bankruptcy, he didn't make trouble.

Song Song sneered in his heart, such a soft-hearted person deserves to be a stepping stone for others.

An Jiu is not stupid, he can see that this person is playing a bitter scene in front of him, but how can it be useful?

He may indeed occasionally meddle in his own business because he is in a good mood or in a bad mood, but that must be based on the fact that his own interests are not damaged.

"You think I'll believe it?" Song Song became impatient.Because An Jiu did step on his sore foot.

He really thought that he had successfully charmed Shan Chan, but although that woman had no brains, she was actually selfish to the extreme. She didn't care about her two children, her father's property, or her ex-husband, she only cared about herself That's all.

After realizing that he would be abandoned sooner or later, Song Song began to frantically use Shan Chan to make money for himself.

"In such a hurry?" An Jiu lowered his eyes, looking confused, "You have been holding on to Dan Lan'an's news and refused to release it, and now you are going to die, but you still refuse to tell, let me guess, What you thought at first was to find a scapegoat, um, that is me, to help you deal with Bo Ning."

"Of course, even if I don't succeed, I can create opportunities for you, but if I succeed, then my grandma will become a target, and I have to kill her to protect her. Everything is done by me. Shan Guyu is not yet an adult. At that time, Shan Lan'an was the most suitable heir to the Shan family, right?"

Song Song's ugly face showed that An Jiu's guess was right. Even if someone disagreed, without Shan Boning, Song Song held a large share of the shares, and no one in the group could compete with him.

"But you are very unlucky. Not only did your previous plan fail, but now you may not even be able to find Shan Lan'an." An Jiu sneered.

An Jiu didn't doubt that they had news about Shan Lan'an, but Shan Boning had been staring at them all these years. Since he didn't find any traces, it meant that Song Song hadn't had any real contact with them all these years. Lan An's trace is not out of the question.

This is also the reason why Song Song still regarded An Jiu as a breakthrough when he was near the end of his life. His important pawn as the final killer has disappeared.

"I advise you that instead of spending all this effort on me, you might as well let your son turn himself in earlier, maybe you can save a few years of sentence." An Jiu turned and left the ward after he finished speaking.

"Song, Song Dong..." the assistant said tremblingly, but Song Song gave him a hard look.

"Trash!" Song Song gritted his teeth and scolded.

If Shan Boning hadn't been cleaning up the group's management like crazy recently, he wouldn't have replaced such a useless assistant. If An Jiu couldn't get through here, he could only keep asking people to find him.

Song Song said viciously: "Didn't they say that the idiot surnamed Xia bought a plane ticket to X province? Now, after searching for so long, are they all living for nothing?"

If it weren't for the idiot surnamed Xia who was so courageous enough to buy and sell contraband a few years ago, they wouldn't have lost news of Shan Lan'an.

However, it is impossible for students who have not graduated without spending money. Before that, he could still find their addresses with their consumption records.

But in the past six months, the passbook suddenly had no consumption records, and no matter how I searched, I could only find a brat surnamed Xia, while Shan Lan'an disappeared as if he had evaporated from the world.

"I'll tell them to hurry up." Seeing Song Song's anger transferred to other people, the assistant quickly left the ward with a sigh of relief.

An Jiu was walking in the corridor of the hospital humming his most familiar song, when suddenly someone stopped him from behind.

"Xiao Jiu?" The nurse pushed the wheelchair forward with a look of surprise, "I thought I made a mistake."

After being dazed for a few seconds, An Jiu remembered that he had asked this nurse to handle Grandma An's funeral.

"Hello." He greeted the other party politely. After dealing with Grandma An's affairs, he consciously stayed away from the original owner's social circle, and of course he never contacted the nurse again.

"I still have a job, otherwise I should talk to you." She smiled and looked at An Jiu, "We have all watched the TV series you acted in Xiao Jiu, if Grandma An sees that you have really become a big star, she will definitely Very happy."

Anjiu was noncommittal about this.

"Aunt Liu, I'm fine." A young man was sitting on the wheelchair pushed by Nurse Liu. He was empty from the thigh down. finger, eyes glazed but still smiling, "I like to listen to people chatting."

This person's injury was obviously not caused by accident. In his previous life, he had seen too many plots from brothers, sisters and that scumbag's lover. An Jiu was forced to understand this aspect.

The injuries on the young man in front of him were obviously caused by the torture methods of some illegal gangs, and it was very troublesome at first glance.

"You live in Ward 308?" An Jiu tilted his head.

"How do you know?" The smile on the young man's face faded, and his mouth was pursed, looking vigilant.

The nurse smiled and smoothed things over: "I saw it just now. Grandma Xiaojiu's previous ward was in 306. He should have come to take a look. He happened to see me pushing you out."

"Yes." An Jiu responded to the nurse's words with crooked eyebrows and eyes, but the young man couldn't see it, and still had a vigilant expression, "Goodbye, I will come to the hospital to talk to you next time I am free."

"How can this work?" The nurse obviously has some knowledge of the entertainment industry, "If you are caught on camera, you will have an accident. What if those paparazzi write a random set of rumors?"

"No." An Jiu believed in Mo Hong's work ability and Shan Zhule's level of leisure. Shan Boning said that they were the ones who helped An Jiu suppress negative news before.

Shan Boning said that they are idle anyway, and it is good for them to do something.

"Anyway, I'm idle all day long, so it's good to be busy." These are the original words of Patriarch Shan.

Regarding Grandma An's matter, after asking Nurse Liu to help him, he thanked her and tried to repay the favor. He wanted to come to the hospital for other reasons.

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After returning to the manor villa, An Jiu was not surprised to see Shan Boning who was waiting for him in the living room, and without a word, he sat in Patriarch Shan's arms and rubbed against him by the way.

"What?" Shan Boning was a little surprised, but still stretched out his arms to hug An Jiu, preventing him from slipping off his lap.

An Jiu seemed to think that it was good to rub, so he rubbed a few more times: "Be coquettish, later you will be too embarrassed to teach me a lesson."

"Why did you go to see him?" He coaxed back, but there was a lesson to be learned, Shan Boning was not fooled by An Jiu's active coquetry, "What if he loses his mind and wants to die together when he is critically ill?"

An Jiu pouted: "Do I look stupid?"

It is enough to get hit once, how could he still be tricked, his mind is not just for display.

"It's just a drop-in this time. I had to find an opportunity to go to the hospital. This time is just right, and it saves time." An Jiu blinked slyly, "Master Patriarch moved so fast, my aunt should have received the email."

Shan Boning was not surprised that An Jiu could find the person he had arranged in the hospital, otherwise he would not have given up letting the bodyguards follow An Jiu.

"It's not that I'm quick. I made people stare at Song Song." Shan Boning rubbed An Jiu's head, wrapped his arms around An Jiu's waist, and put him in his arms, "Just let them protect Lan An."

Speaking of this, Shan Boning couldn't help but press the center of his eyebrows. He can only say that Xia An is really daring. He knew that Song Song was there and dared to send Lan An to that hospital. But that's too risky.

"Not sad?" An Jiu leaned in Shan Boning's arms and looked up at him, "You will be very angry with him now, right? I have already figured out how to coax you on the way back."

Does he seem like someone who needs coaxing?Shan Boning thought it was funny, but slowly tightened his arms around An Jiu: "Of course I'm angry, but it's good to be alive."

They had prepared for the worst. Although the current situation is sad, it is not completely unacceptable, as long as people are still alive.

"I won't let them go this time." Shan Boning's chin rested on An Jiu's shoulder, and his tone was a little tired, "I will get back what Song Song and his family owed to Shan's family all these years."

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