Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

"The information has been sent to you, take it to the vice president."

Secretary Zhou, who was called back from the branch office, was standing beside Song Hengxuan, and said with a serious look: "Mr. Song, when are these documents going to be signed?"

"Preferably tomorrow, it's urgent over there." Song Hengxuan didn't lift his head.

Secretary Zhou hesitated: "There may be some trouble, Assistant Song is not in the company today."

Song Hengxuan looked up from the many documents, he lost a lot of weight, and his eye sockets looked deeper: "Where did you go?"

The tone was utterly displeased.

Ever since his father directly called Song Xi into the company over him, there have been many strange voices in the company, quietly following the changes in the situation.

Especially the shareholders, who have always relied on the old to sell the old, are now even more powerful.

This made Song Hengxuan unable to advance in many things.

Did they really think that Song Juwei would pull Song Xi up and let him take a share of the pie?

Song Hengxuan didn't know if Song Xi would do it, but he definitely wouldn't sit idly by and take action to rectify it.

During this time, the company was in turmoil.

Secretary Zhou, as Song Hengxuan's celebrity and his only trusted right-hand man, was naturally unaffected. He said, "I'm going to find Mr. Wang."

"Mr. Wang?" Song Hengxuan thought for a while, "Mr. Wang of Taiyao Technology?"

"Yes."

"How did they get on the line?"

Secretary Zhou didn't speak immediately.

During this period of time when I was away, the assistant told him a lot of things, and Secretary Zhou knew why Song Hengxuan was so out of his mind when we first met.

Song Hengxuan was impatient: "Say."

Secretary Zhou: "He was found by Jiang Xiao from Jiang Na, and Mr. Song was also with him."

Mr Song.

With Secretary Zhou, there is only one Mr. Song.

Song Hengxuan was taken aback, and with the oil-based pen in his hand, he drew a stroke on the paper, almost wanting to puncture the paper.

He hadn't seen Song Xunnan again for a long time.

In fact, it was only less than a month, but he was always thinking about the cold and decisive appearance of the other party when they met for the last time.

Even in the dream is Song Xunnan.

Sometimes he builds models on the ground, but it is no longer the plane, but a home.Song Hengxuan identified it for a long time before he realized that it was the house the other party lived in now.

Without him, of course it is impossible to have him, but there are many people I don't know.But he could only watch from a distance, and if he took a step forward, he would attract Song Xunnan's disgusted gaze.

Sometimes the dream made him sadder, it was Song Xunnan wearing a hospital gown, whispering to him to let him go to hell with him.

Sometimes it was a rainy cemetery, and the space was so silent that he could not perceive the passage of time, which almost drove Song Hengxuan crazy.

The most frightening thing was the big fire that day in the dream. The fire kept burning, always waking him up in the middle of the night, and he couldn't fall asleep again.

Song Hengxuan gradually began to fear nights and dreams. He tried his best to fill himself with work, but he was hindered repeatedly because of Song Xi.

In just one month, he had lost almost [-] pounds, almost unrecognizable.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Secretary Zhou didn't dare to speak up himself.

It took Song Hengxuan a long time to recover his voice, and asked hoarsely, "Is... how is he?"

The first sentence was not about Song Xi's movements, but about Song Xunnan.

Although Secretary Zhou heard a lot about the relationship between the two from his assistant, he still couldn't understand what he heard with his own ears.

How did things get to this point?

He could naturally guess why Song Hengxuan became like this.

"Mr. Song is very nice, and has recently received investment from Mr. Wang. The specific project has not been made public. It may be a new technology researched by their company."

"He has always been very good." Song Hengxuan smiled.

He thought his strength was exhausted, he couldn't even hold a pen, his hand was hanging on the armrest, and he said after a long while: "Okay, you go down."

What about Song Xi?

Don't ask?

What if he turns against you?

Secretary Zhou wanted to ask a lot of questions, but finally met Song Hengxuan's tired eyes and swallowed them all, and closed the door when he left.

Forget it, he got along with that young master Song Xi, and the other party didn't seem to have any intentions, at most he acted recklessly, so there wouldn't be any major problems.

In the office, Song Hengxuan sat for a long time after watching Secretary Zhou leave. He felt a headache before moving. He opened a side drawer, stuffed the migraine medicine into his mouth, and washed it down with cold water.

He was severely deprived of sleep, and the doctor wanted to prescribe him some sleep medicine.

Song Hengxuan's memory has always been very good. When he saw those medicine bottles, he immediately recalled that Song Xunnan had taken these medicines.

So he threw all those medicines into the trash can, not wanting to see it again, for fear that he would lose control.

Without the aid of medicine, his sleeping condition deteriorated day by day, and sometimes his eyes would go dark and his tinnitus would ring for a long time when he just sat down.

It was as if Song Xunnan's pain back then had reincarnated on him.

Song Hengxuan endured it for a long time, and after the headache subsided a little, he opened the blue folder that was pressed at the bottom of the file, and opened it.

The first page proclaims:

Equity transfer agreement.

On the other side, at Mr. Wang's banquet, Song Xunnan met an unexpected person.

He tilted his head to look at Jiang Xiao, and said in a playful tone, "Boss Jiang, is this the partner you mentioned?"

Jiang Xiao faced Song Xunnan's hidden sharp gaze, smiled, and said, "I didn't say that, you have to ask him yourself."

After he finished speaking, he raised his chin towards Song Xi who was walking towards them not far away.

When Song Xi saw them, he raised his lips and smiled, his eyebrows and eyes curved.