Thousands suspect fake young master after rebirth

With a smile on his face, Song Xunnan chatted and joked with other guests, taking it calmly.

But he was not at peace.

Thinking back to the emotions that Song Xi hadn't had time to hide just now, Song Xunnan took a sip of his wine and thought about it.

Song Xi's hatred for the Song family is very strange, he should still be the most beloved youngest son of the Song family, and he shouldn't have such deep emotions.

The only explanation is...

If that's the case, Song Xunnan thought about himself, and then about Song Hengxuan.

The world is really a sieve.

"What are you thinking about?"

Jiang Xiao's voice interrupted Song Xunnan's thinking, he bent his lower lip towards Song Xunnan, with a modest and refined appearance: "President Wang is here, do you want to say hello?"

Song Xunnan nodded: "Thank you."

Mr. Wang of Taiyao Technology was surrounded by many people to greet him at this time, and he saw Song Xunnan walking over in the blink of an eye.

To be honest, he admired this young man very much. He was young and promising, in his prime, talented and capable. Even if he was ten years younger, he might not be as good as the other party.

In particular, this excellent junior has brought him a lot of money, and this kind of appreciation has a little more love from the seniors looking at the juniors.

"Xiao Nan, I didn't find you just now, what did you do?"

Hearing Mr. Wang's intimate and familiar attitude, everyone turned their eyes to the young man.

Song Xunnan raised his eyes and smiled at them, hiding his sharpness, his eyes were full of spring breeze gentleness.

"Uncle Wang," he said, "I was talking about something just now, so I came over to say hello when I saw Uncle Wang."

He seemed to be shining wherever he stood, and when the light shone, everyone else was dimmed.

President Wang and Wang Wenying beckoned him over: "Come on, Xiao Nan, let me introduce you. This is President Shi of Wenye Medical."

Song Xunnan nodded and smiled slightly: "Hello, Mr. Shi, I'm Song Xunnan from Nanbei Company."

"Hahahahaha, I have long heard that the president of Nanbei Company is a young talent. I have never had the chance to meet him before. When I saw him today, he is indeed a dragon and phoenix."

"You have won the prize, you are the one who has already enjoyed a high reputation in the industry." Song Xunnan boasted to a group of old men.

The only advantage of growing up in Song's family is that he knows when to say something.

People who grew up in a family have no stage fright.

If you are really introverted, either you were forced to correct yourself when you were a child, or you never see anyone again.

"This is President Jiang."

"This is Mr. Luo from Luo Min Aerospace."

Mr. Wang continued to introduce to Song Xunnan, and a group of big bosses around him introduced them one by one, which shocked the people around him.

These are all well-known successful people in the industry, from all walks of life. After all, Mr. Wang's status is not limited to medical technology.

But Song Xunnan still didn't change his expression when facing many big shots, and everyone nodded in his heart with his unfazed appearance.

Several of them were acquainted with Song Xunnan before, and they also pretended not to be familiar with each other, listening to Wang Wenying's introduction.

After all, no one would associate Song Xunnan with the Song family anymore.

He has already left the Song family, and has even become an opponent that the Song family cannot ignore.Everyone mentioned that he was no longer "the fake young master who was reported wrong", "the thief who occupied the magpie's nest", "I heard that he was kicked out".

Instead, it was "President of the North-South Company".

When Song Xunnan was chatting with the bosses, he always felt that someone behind him was looking at him. After pretending to turn his head unintentionally, he saw two middle-aged men with good manners.

One of them looked no more than forty, with the charm of an adult man in every gesture.

Song Xunnan always felt like he had seen this face before.

The other party smiled at him, and Song Xunnan's slight sense of familiarity disappeared immediately, and he also smiled at him to say hello, and then chatted with everyone.Didn't take this episode to heart.

The middle-aged Uncle Mei saw him busy socializing, and a smile appeared on his lips: "I heard that Song Xunnan didn't like this kind of occasion before, and it doesn't seem to be the case today."

Standing next to him was a middle-aged man with a serious face. There was a crease between his brows. He seemed to frown often, but his aura was there, like someone who had been in a superior position for a long time and gave orders.

Hearing the words, he glanced at the people around him: "Old Wen, where did you hear about it? The information I inquired about is that he has always been comfortable with such occasions."

After speaking, he frowned, as if he hated this kind of false flattery.

Wen Shuli just smiled without saying a word.

Whether you like it or not can only be in your heart and will not be shown on the surface.

Especially for businessmen like them who have been doing business for a long time.

He didn't entangle the question with the other party, but asked the other party: "What do you think of this kid? Can things be done?"

"I'm younger, I don't have enough experience, and I'm easy to be impetuous."

Serious middle-aged man speaks his own judgment.

Wen Shuli shook his head, but said nothing.

Wang Wenying, who had finished chatting with Song Xunnan in the distance, came towards them. The two stopped talking and looked at him.

Wen Shuli was the first to jokingly said: "Looking at Mr. Wang's brisk walk, he must have had a very comfortable conversation just now."

Wang Wenying said "Where is that?", but there was no shortage of smiles on her face.

He said: "It's just some young people's words to make the old man happy. Why don't you two sit in the lounge on the second floor?"

If Song Xunnan was here, he would definitely find that Wang Wenying treated the two of them with subtle respect.

Wen Shuli said: "It's too stuffy upstairs, why don't you come down to breathe, and spend a little more time with these young people, and I feel a lot younger."

Wang Wenying quite agreed with these words: "That's true."

The serious middle-aged man said, "This is the founder of the project you mentioned earlier, Old Wang? It turned out to be in his early twenties."

This doesn't sound like a compliment, Wang Wenying thought about it and answered: "The world is dominated by the younger generation now, especially in the field of smart technology, which is developing rapidly, and my old man can hardly keep up with it, so it has to be their younger generation. "

He laughed while talking, really like a kind grandfather.

"What do you think?" the middle-aged man asked Wen Shuli.

Wen Shuli smiled steadily, with only a bit of narrowness towards his old friend in his tone: "Old Chen, you must give others a chance, and stop clinging to your pedantic concept of 'no hair on your mouth, and you can't do things well'. "

Old Chen just said, "Wait and see."

This time, something happened.

By the time this group of middle-aged and elderly people who don't surf the Internet often heard the news from their subordinates, things had already snowballed.

The reason is that someone posted a post on the Internet, saying that he was recommended by others to seek medical treatment from a "knowledge doctor" hospital, and chose a third-level hospital with a lot of good reviews. As a result, the level of doctors in the hospital is generally not high, and the fees are very expensive. The phenomenon of "receiving red envelopes".

This is just a small fuse, but I don't know who turned to this post and posted it to the big v blogger. There are many comments at the bottom saying that they have encountered similar situations.

As soon as there are more incidents, everyone starts conspiracy theories.

Could it be that Song Xunnan's company took kickbacks from these hospitals, secretly opened the back door for them, and placed these hospitals with no real materials in the most conspicuous position, waiting for the people who rushed to the hospital in a hurry to be arrested, Make a lot of money behind the scenes?

As soon as this kind of remarks came out, there was an instant uproar, and the public opinion pointed at Song Xunnan and the company behind him.

Song Xunnan sensed that the atmosphere was not right the moment he stepped into the company.

The entire company's employees were looking at him, some of them looked dazed, and even had red eyes with dissatisfaction.

Yes, how could they be convinced?

I worked so hard, worked overtime and stayed up late for several months to develop the app, and promoted it to the public for free, in order to make these patients less detours and recover quickly.

In the end, he didn't lose anything, and he was blamed and splashed with sewage.

Out of anger, they defended themselves to the netizens, but they were branded as "naval troops", full of grievances and had nothing to say.

The secretary was also waiting in the hall, and bowed after seeing Song Xunnan.

He obviously didn't sleep all night, his eyes were bloodshot, and his voice was hoarse: "Boss, what should we do now? The stock market has evaporated millions, and it can't fall any further."

Upon hearing this, everyone collapsed even more.

Song Xunnan looked at the faces of each of them, and asked them calmly, "Are you wronged?"

"Of course I'm wronged!"

"We just want to make good products, and we haven't done anything bad. Why should we be scolded so badly?" A little girl couldn't help crying.

She talked to the group of people on the Internet for a long time, explaining and explaining, but in the end, she received hundreds of unsightly words in private messages.

It may have started as a normal discussion, but as the mob grew, it turned into an atrocity.

"I won't let you suffer in vain."

Song Xunnan stood upright in the hall, like a pine tree like a bamboo, motionless.His voice was not high, but it still reached everyone's ears clearly. It was as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, but it did not lose any firmness.

The turbulent hearts of the employees suddenly settled down.

They looked at their young boss with hope in their eyes.

"Now everyone continues to work at hand, and all middle and high-level personnel go to the conference room."

"Meeting at ten o'clock."