Xu Yun was watching everything from the balcony of the hotel. He had nothing to worry about when he saw that his brothers had successfully gotten the car. He guessed that the people of the Song Family were also speculating in their hearts. The Song Family didn't dare to act rashly since they could even get involved with the military.
"Since they've gotten the car back, let's go back. It's already an exception that we didn't go back last night." Although Yu Meiren was reluctant to part with this kind of time, she still had her job. The Dragon Brigade needed her, and the brothers in the special forces needed her.
Xu Yun nodded. "I'll take you to a place to have breakfast, and then we'll go back."
…
In the office of Song's Group, Song Xiangxiong's face was solemn. During this period of time, there were too many things to do in the company. He had been so busy that he was in a terrible fix. The whole plate of Song's Group was almost held up by him alone. His several brothers could only assist him.
As for his son, Song Dong, and his three nephews, they were really a bunch of good-for-nothings! They were already good-for-nothings in his eyes, not to mention in the eyes of others. He was too clear about the standards of the next generation of the Song Family! They were all spoiled and spoiled bastards!
First of all, his good-for-nothing son was still in the hospital! Of course, he would feel sorry for his son. His son's life was injured! This was a huge blow to him. But all he could do was find the best hospital and invite the best specialists. He had to recover his son at all costs!
These things could be left to the specialists, but he had to deal with the company's affairs personally. Song Xiangxiong, who didn't sleep last night, came to his office before seven o 'clock. He dealt with this troublesome document as soon as possible and signed it to confirm what should be done.
Why? Because he needed to find time to investigate this matter! He had to find out what kind of woman dared to do this to his son! As long as he caught this woman, he must use the cruelest way to get rid of her! He wanted people to know that whoever dared to touch his son must die …
Phew, it was a pity that his son was really a piece of mud! When he was twelve years old, Song Dong brought his other three brothers to a private club to look for a high-class prostitute. Coincidentally, they bumped into his biological father at the club!
From afar, she saw her twelve-year-old son flirting with these messy women, and unscrupulously reaching his hand into one of the women's short skirts in a public place.
As a father, seeing his son become like this at such a young age, he really had the urge to beat him to death! But thinking about it carefully, didn't she learn all of this from him? Children were their parents' mirrors. Song Xiangxiong thought of too many things about himself.
When Song Dong was very young, he had brought his mistress home. When his secretary sat on his lap in the office with her clothes disheveled, his son, who had just entered primary school, had also seen it. It was common for him to go to such places of debauchery. Naturally, Song Dong had come into contact with these things at a very young age.
This was all too normal … Song Dong's actions were all learned from his father! Song Xiangxiong blamed himself. At that time, he didn't stop his son. First, for the sake of face, he didn't want his son to lose face in front of his business partners.
Second, he didn't know how to face the shameful things his son had learned from him.
At that time, Song Xiangxiong did something he shouldn't have done. He began to make up for Song Dong's mistakes with money. Song Dong, who was in middle school, would feel itchy if he didn't spend two hundred thousand every week! Song Xiangxiong constantly made up for his son's mistakes with money, but Song Dong took the money and began to squander it.
The more time passed, the harder it was for Song Dong to change his bad habits. Finally, one day, Song Xiangxiong suddenly realized that his son had completely become a trash, a worm, and a waste. In Song Dong's world, there was only squandering, all kinds of luxury goods, all kinds of famous wines, all kinds of luxury cars, all kinds of women …
He lived in a thoroughly debauched world. This debauched life made him more and more disgusted.
Later, Song Xiangxiong even gave up his son. He felt that the money he had earned in his life was enough for him to squander. Let him be a worm for the rest of his life. He only hoped that he could find a good daughter-in-law, and this daughter-in-law could help him change his way of life.
As for the Song Group, Song Xiangxiong also decided to find a professional manager to manage it. It was more reliable than handing it over to his son directly. Although sooner or later, everything would be usurped by outsiders, Song Xiangxiong felt that at least the money was enough for three generations of his family to squander.
What if his grandson turned out to be an ambitious person and he could regain control of the Song Conglomerate? The premise of all this was to find a good daughter-in-law, a daughter-in-law who could educate an outstanding child, a daughter-in-law who could change Song Dong …
Such a woman was really hard to find. And such a hard to find excellent girl, Song Xiangxiong found her in the Song Group. He had been observing this girl for two years. Her temperament, her concentration and seriousness, her attitude of standing aloof from worldly affairs, and so on, were all what Song Xiangxiong wanted.
Because she was an employee of the Song Group, he had been constantly cultivating and promoting her in the past two years. This girl didn't show any disgusting ambition. Instead, she used a grateful heart to the cultivation of the Song Group.
Such a girl was really hard to find in this society. When Song Xiangxiong felt that there was a chance, the girl's mother had kidney failure. The high surgery fee forced her to resign. She couldn't continue to stay in Yanjing.
After hearing this, Song Xiangxiong immediately paid for all the surgery fees. What he wanted was this girl to marry and give birth to children for his son!
Just when Song Xiangxiong wanted to talk to this girl about his idea, his son had such an accident … If there was no way to make up for his son's injury, Song Xiangxiong didn't need to find a wife for Song Dong. It was meaningless! It was better for him to find another woman to give birth to a son for him. Then he would use all his energy to take care of this son. He absolutely couldn't become like Song Dong again.
After Song Xiangxiong dealt with the documents in the office, his mind was full of these messy things. Then he received a call saying that the car driven by the two people who hurt his son was driven away by the military?!
This was absolutely unacceptable to Song Xiangxiong. What on earth had happened? How could they involve the military in this?!
Song Xiangxiong couldn't wait to pull his son out of the hospital now and ask him who the other people were! But now Song Dong might still be in a coma. What questions could a person in a coma answer? Nothing could possibly answer him.
Damn it! Song Xiangxiong slapped the table fiercely. The secretary, who had just walked into the office with coffee, trembled with fear. She knew that the boss was in a bad mood today.
"President Song, have some coffee to refresh yourself." The secretary put the coffee on Song Xiangxiong's table and put her hand on Song Xiangxiong's shoulder to give him a massage.
Song Xiangxiong enjoyed this feeling very much. It was too relaxing. If someone could massage him all day long, he would be willing. But the secretary's hand quickly moved from his shoulder to his chest. Song Xiangxiong knew too well what this woman was thinking.
The news that his son, Song Dong, had been crippled quickly spread. Song Xiangxiong had no way to find out who was the one who had spread the news. After all, he was the one who had caused this matter to blow up. Now this woman must want to give birth to a child for him …
"President Song, I think you should really relax more. Don't think too much about things that will give you a headache." The secretary said, "Wait for me to lock the door. I will come back to give you a good rest."
"Get out." Song Xiangxiong said weakly. How could he still be in the mood now?
The secretary was stunned. This was not the Song Xiangxiong she knew. Song Xiangxiong was an old pervert. Everyone in the Song's Group knew this. They also knew that the father and son were both like this. One was learning from the other. Who knew what Song Xiangxiong was thinking now? How could he refuse the request she made?
"I said get out!" Song Xiangxiong repeated again.
The secretary took a deep breath. She could only nod apologetically. "Yes, President Song. If you need anything, call me. I will be outside."
Song Xiangxiong waved his hand impatiently. "Go away!"
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