Every day in the Shura field, I'm doing fancy whitewashing

Song Yue's expression was very serious, but also very indifferent, as if he was just asking Song Xiu "what do you have for lunch?" Seeing Song Xiu stunned on the spot, he laughed and said, "You are really hypocritical. , while talking about being very guilty of me, and being reluctant to die, while saying to give me shares, and taking away five years of agency rights...Five years, who knows what you will use these five years for? Maybe five years After all, this company is just an empty shell? Maybe I will be in debt after five years?"

Song Xiu stood there without speaking, Song Yue got up and walked to his side, and asked, "How do you make me believe in a person who killed my parents? Don't you? Brother?"

Song Yue really poked wherever it hurt the most, his words made Song Xiu's face pale, he subconsciously raised his hand to touch his stomach, the stomach began to ache again, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"I really don't understand, why are my parents sorry for you?" Song Yue sneered, "I know you are an abandoned baby. No one wanted you when you were young. My parents adopted you and let you have food. Food, clothing, shelter...but what about you? How do you repay them? You killed them!"

Song Xiu took a step back subconsciously, supported the conference table with one hand, looked at Song Yue, and said in a hoarse voice, "I didn't expect this to happen...what do you want me to do, just say it Bar."

Song Yue sneered, he tilted his head, pressed Song Xiu, and said, "Who are you showing this wronged look to? Are you injured? Are you uncomfortable? Or is it a stomachache?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched Song Xiu in the abdomen suddenly, and his back hit the conference table. The painful cold sweat broke out suddenly. He leaned close to Song Xiu's ear and whispered, "It hurts." Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable? You ask me what to do? Then why don’t you die? Life for life.”

He took a step back, flicked his wrist, and said, "I will sign the document, but not because of you... I hope you will remember, five years later, remember to give me your shares."

Song Yue walked to the side, picked up a pen and signed the document, he threw the pen aside, and when he turned to go out, he suddenly turned his head to look at Song Xiu's pale face, smiled maliciously, and said, "I am now Every day when I open my eyes, I only have one wish, and that is to hear the news of your death as soon as possible, otherwise I will not be happy in this life."

"Brother, can you grant my wish?"

Song Yue opened the door, and when he went out, he slammed the door hard.

Song Xiu stretched out his hands to cover his abdomen, and faintly felt a fishy sweetness rising up. He swallowed subconsciously, and couldn't help but sit on the floor along the chair in pain. The door of the meeting room opened again, and the secretary saw him grow up Before the time came, he knocked on the door, but found that there was no one answering. He immediately realized that something had happened, and quickly opened the door, only to see Song Xiu sitting on the ground, clutching his waist and abdomen, trembling with pain all over his body.

"Mr. Song!" The secretary hurried over and said, "What's wrong with you? Did you have a stomachache again? I'll take you to the hospital right now."

Song Xiu gave a low cough, shook his head, and said, "Help me sit down for a while, there's no need to go to the hospital... I'll pack up the documents and put them in my office... The evening appointment will be sent to me phone."

"Are you still going to the evening appointment?" The secretary looked at him very worriedly, and said, "You look like... I'm afraid something will go wrong, why don't you go to the hospital first."

"No need." Song Xiu lowered his eyes and said, "It can still last for five years."

The secretary paused, then sighed, and said, "Then I'll get you a cup of hot water, and you sit down for a while... If you really can't bear it, you must go to the hospital. Remember last year? You were in the office I just vomited blood and passed out, this can’t happen again.”

"No, I still have a company to support and a younger brother to support, and I know my own body." Song Xiu laughed, and he said, "I'll just take a rest."

The secretary really had no choice but to watch him hurt, but there was nothing he could do.

Originally, tonight, Song Xiu had invited the bosses of other companies to have dinner together. Everyone was an adult, and they were discussing deals at the wine table, and after drinking glasses of spirits, Song Xiu faintly felt that his stomach was burning, but he Not visible on the face.

A boss looked at his forehead curiously and asked, "Mr. Song is injured? How did you do it? How did you get injured?"

Song Xiu laughed, shook his head and said, "I accidentally knocked...it's just a small problem."

"I heard that Chairman Song has passed away, and President Song's sorrow has changed." The news of Song Xiu and Song Yue's discord has spread a long time ago. At this gathering, everyone deliberately avoided this topic, but there will always be people who want to talk about it. Finding fault, he said, "But I heard that Mr. Song and the young master are arguing endlessly about the shares... Although this is your family matter, but if it involves the company, it involves the future cooperation of our group. We have to think about this factor."

After Song Xiu glanced at this person, he immediately smiled, his eyes darkened, and he said with a smile, "Really? But the matter between me and Song Yue is just rumored by everyone. His parents passed away, and he was in his third year of high school. It is indeed a big blow to him... But no matter what, he still has my brother, as long as I am around, no one will hurt him."

This person didn't expect Song Xiu to say such a thing, he was stunned for a moment, then smiled a few times, and said, "I'm just curious, so I asked a few questions, Mr. Song, don't worry about it."

"Of course not." Song Xiu smiled slightly.

In the middle of the party, this person drank too much and was about to go to the bathroom. Song Xiu looked at the time and saw that this person went out a few minutes later, he also walked out. This person just came out of the cubicle and hadn't reacted yet , Song Xiu slammed against the wall, and before he had time to call for help, he felt a punch hit his stomach, and he couldn't speak out because of the pain.

"Does it hurt?" Song Xiu let go of his hand, let him slide to the ground, and said, "Next time you provoke my brother's feelings, the end will definitely hurt a hundred times more than this... A word of advice, don't touch my bottom line. When you play, you may not be able to bear it."

After Song Xiu dropped these words, he turned around and left.

[666: Host, why don't you go to the hospital to check your stomach?Without pain shielding, these are all real feelings. 】

[Song Xiu: Stomach pain is not something that happens every day or two anymore, I have long been used to it. 】

He used to have a bad stomach, so he got used to the pain and became numb to the pain.

But at that time, when his stomach hurt badly, someone would always hug him and whisper, "Baby, does it still hurt?"

Now, even if he was in pain, no one would hold him anymore... He got used to it, he got used to enduring the pain by himself.

Song Yue is at a critical moment in his third year of high school. He sometimes hears rumors about Song Xiu in school, but he never responds once, until someone asks him, "Song Yue, what happened to you and your brother?" What's the matter? I heard that your brother killed your parents..."

Before this person could finish speaking, Song Yue threw his schoolbag and started fighting with this person. He beat this person to the ground and kept yelling. passed out.

Later, the student's parents came, and the teacher had no choice but to ask Song Yue to call the parents over. Song Yue sneered and said, "My parents are dead, I am an orphan, and I have no parents."

"Then your brother..." Before the teacher finished speaking, Song Yue said grimly, "I don't have a brother, don't mention this to me!"

Probably because his expression was too terrifying, the teacher was taken aback, and the parent next to him immediately said, "Why does this child look like this! Look at his current appearance! Isn't it just a question? Why are you still calling?" Is it a person? I am still confronted by the teacher, how did this kind of child go to the key class? This is the third year of high school, and the college entrance examination is about to... If you delay my son, can you afford it?"

"If you delay my brother, can you afford it?" Song Xiu's voice suddenly came from behind. He seemed to come in a hurry, and he was wearing a suit. Glancing at the student's parent, he said, "Ask your son carefully, who provoked him first?"

"Who are you?" The parent looked at Song Xiu and frowned suspiciously, "I'm talking to him, what right do you have?"

"He is my younger brother, and I am his legal guardian now." Song Xiu walked to Song Yue's side, and he whispered, "Go to class."

The teacher wanted to stop him, but seeing Song Xiu's unfriendly expression, he withdrew his hand for a moment, not daring to say anything more, but the other parent was not happy, and blocked Song Yue's way, He said, "Want to run away? If you don't deal with this matter, let me tell you, I come to school every day, how do I see you in class?"

"Then don't let your son go to class." Song Xiu smiled slightly and said, "It's useless to play hard with me."

"What do you mean!" When he mentioned his son, the parent immediately lost his temper. He said, "You beat someone first, so you're justified? What kind of tutoring is this!"

"Then you happen to be here, and I just want to ask you, what kind of tutoring is this to attack the parents of classmates for no reason? Did you teach it? If you taught it, then it's no problem. I'll go to the leader of your unit and ask For a moment, I'm more curious about how you conduct yourself in the world in order to teach such a son... who has a brain." Song Xiu sneered, and he said, "My brother is at fault, and I will make him apologize. If he That's right, no one can hold his head down and apologize."

Song Xiu's eyes fell on the parent's face, and he said word by word, "I'm not here to chat with you... We will handle your son's medical expenses, and by the way, you'd better warn your son, Next time, if you dare to say these words again... it won't be Song Yue who will do it, but his brother."

作者有话要说：感谢在2019-12-1323:19:06~2019-12-1323:59:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mines: 1 Orange Benju;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of Lingtian Xiaoyin; 3 bottles of Qiqi; 1 bottle of Daphne;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!