Old Man Song thought about his granddaughter's cold and indifferent temperament, and muttered, "It's hard for you to still think she's cute." After staring at the man in the business world in front of him for a long time, he said solemnly: "I have been doing things against Xiaozi's wishes all my life, and this time I will obey her wishes." ”

"You listen to me," Old Man Song raised his hand slightly to stop Huo Heng from speaking, "Our Song family must not depend on the Huo family to exist, it is independent." If you have children in the future, you must have a surname Song to inherit the Song family and the Song family. I won't mention these words, I hope you will bring them up when the time comes. Would you like to?"

Huo Heng looked back at Old Man Song and hooked the corners of his lips slightly, "Naturally." "He didn't picture Song from the beginning.

Old Man Song smiled, covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said slowly: "I've only been around for the past two days." I'll leave the little words to you, you want to," Old Man Song suddenly had a sour nose, and his voice trembled slightly, "You have to love her, you have to take good care of her for me." ”

Slowly but firmly, he took out a small dark brown wooden box from under the pillow, opened it with some effort, and inside was a pitch-black metal key, Old Man Song stared at the key with heavy eyes, his thoughts drifted far away, and his tone was calm, "This is the key to the person in charge of the S organization, you find a suitable time to hand it over to Xiao Ci, and when I die, someone from the S organization will contact Xiao Ci." Raising his eyes and looking at Huo Heng seriously, "You must protect her." ”

Huo Heng solemnly turned the box, and without studying it carefully, he said: "I didn't expect the S organization to belong to the Song family," and smiled slightly, "I will take care of Song Ci, you can rest assured." ”

"Good, good, you're a good boy too. Old Man Song took one last look at the key that had guarded his life, "There are too many people fighting for this thing, you remember to help Xiaoci protect it when necessary, even if you use your power in other countries, no one will be allowed to take it away." ”

After receiving Huo Heng's affirmative reply, Old Man Song smiled comfortably, "You can call grandpa for Xiaozi." This little girl won't call me after she turns ten years old, she really has no conscience. ”

"Grandpa. Huo Heng was not ambiguous, and his voice was low and solemn.

"Hey," Old Man Song replied softly, closed his eyes and stopped looking at Huo Heng, "You go to her, don't let her wait impatiently, she is anxious." ”

"Take care. Huo Heng put the small box in his pocket, straightened the hem of his clothes, and left the ward.

After the door of the ward closed, Old Man Song smiled, he opened his eyes and looked out the window, the dark night flickering with sporadic starlight.

Just like the night more than 30 years ago, Amo and Jing Yu were all around him, chatting and having fun. In the blink of an eye, both of them left themselves, leaving only a baby waiting to be fed.

Jing Yu was also brought up by Mo when she was a child, and her gentle and elegant temperament is a standard Kyoto celebrity, and her own education for her is also in adulthood. Spurred her to grow quickly into the heir of the Song family, and she did a great job, and the key was originally intended to be handed over to her after she gave birth. The Song family's standing for a hundred years has never relied on the Song Group, but the S organization, which is revered by the world.

It's a pity that Jing Yu died in the delivery room and passed away without even looking at her daughter.

He hugged the crying baby back to the Song house.

Such a small and fragile little word has slowly grown up under his own feeding bit by bit, but how to educate him? He can't get used to it, Song Ci is the last hope of the Song family. He could only cultivate ruthlessly, seeing that she was still memorizing the management method at twelve o'clock at night, he also regretted it, but there was no way. Who can he hand over the Song family to the S organization?

He had also considered Song Fu, but that kid was not talented enough, and he was not a little worse than Song Ci. What's more, Song Fu has no blood relationship with the Song family.

Now his mission is complete.

Song Ci grew into a qualified heir, and her talent and ability were enough to support her in taking over the S organization. I can rest assured that I can go to find Ah Mo and Jing Yu, and I don't know if the two of them are waiting for me.

Alas, I am already in my seventies, and Amo is still young, I don't know if he will dislike me.

Two days later, Song Ci, who was writing the program code, suddenly felt uncomfortable, stopped his hand, and rubbed his temples.

If it is said that the bond between people is linked by blood, then the moment the bond is broken, the human heart will be unconsciously sad, it is a feeling in the dark, from the sixth sense of people.

The phone suddenly vibrate, it was Steward Song.

"Miss, the old man has passed away. On the other end of the phone was the voice of Steward Song suppressing his crying.

"Got it, I'll be right here. When this day really came, Song Ci suddenly realized that he could be so calm.

So calm that I feel cold-blooded and cold-blooded.

When he arrived at the hospital, all the doctors were standing outside the ward, and Jiulin opened the door for Song Ci and closed it again.

In the ward, Old Man Song's blue-gray face was no longer bloody, his closed eyes were slightly raised, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and he was lying lifelessly, if it weren't for the fact that his chest had not risen and fallen, Song Ci must have thought that he was just asleep.

Steward Song stood beside the hospital bed with a blushing face, and Song Zhengquan also said to Huo Heng with a serious face: "This is our Song family's housework, even if you are Huo Sanye, you have no right to interfere." ”

"I think you may have forgotten that I am the rightful grandson-in-law of the Song family, and you," Huo Heng glanced at Fan Che in the corner, who immediately stepped forward and took out the report, "Do you want to see this genetic test?"

"I'm the president of the Song family! I'm in the Song family tree. Song Zhengquan glanced at the reports scattered on the ground, and smiled mockingly, "Are you there?" I'm still the rightful dad of Song Ci!"

"Not anymore, Mr. Tang. Fan Che bowed respectfully to Song Ci, "Old Man Song has expelled you from the Song family before he died, and your name has been removed from the Song family tree, and your new ID card will be sent to you in the near future." In addition, please return 20% of the shares you hold to the eldest lady in the near future. ”

"This is impossible!" Song Zhengquan had a cold face, he had been very unlucky recently, first the new project he invested in was lost, and then even Xu Jinyu's girl disappeared.

"If you have any questions about this, feel free to ask me. Fan Che smiled, "Old Man Song has already given all the shares to the eldest lady in the form of a will, from today onwards, you are not the president of the Song family, Mr. Tang." If you do not return your shares, then I will sue you on behalf of the Song Group. ”

Song Zhengquan glanced at the four people present and sneered, "I want to see what Song Ci can manage the Song Group!" After speaking, he left the ward angrily.

The only thing to be thankful for is that he secretly registered a company in private, using Tang Zhengquan's name.

Today's Song Group is just an empty shell.

Song Ci stood beside the bed in a daze, and she didn't pay attention to everything that happened just now. She felt a little ridiculous, how could the old man who was angry with her a few days ago lie here quietly like this.

Steward Song walked up to Song Ci and said in a low voice, "Miss, the old man said that he was sorry for you." ”

His heart was numb, and Song Ci looked at Steward Song expressionlessly, "Everything has been arranged?"

"Yes, according to the old man's meaning, he didn't want to have a funeral, and after cremation, he would be buried next to the old lady and young lady. ”

Mr. Song's beautiful life finally ended in a low-key manner.

The sky was overcast, and Song Ci stood in front of the tombstone with a porcelain jar, and there were already two tombstones in this cemetery, which were her grandmother and her mother.

"It's time, Miss Song put it down. The host looked at the sky and reminded the girl who was in a daze.

Song Ci came back to his senses, rubbed the pattern on the porcelain jar with the thumb of his right hand, and said in a low voice, "I forgive you, grandpa." ”

In a trance, she seemed to see the young old man Song, who smiled and waved at Song Ci and left.

The girl solemnly and calmly put the porcelain jar into the underground box, and everyone sent the old man on his last journey under the arrangement of the host.

In front of him was the staff covering the tomb, behind him was everyone's weeping, real or false, Song Ci looked up at the sky in a daze, gloomy and drizzling.

An umbrella was propped up above his head, and Huo Heng's deep voice appeared in his ears, "Go home." "Old Man Song's funeral is completely over here.

Song Ci was silently embraced by Huo Heng in his arms, and walked out slowly, passing by Lin Xue and Song Fu in a wheelchair who she was pushing, Song Ci stopped his steps and looked at them coldly.

"Miss......" Lin Xue opened her mouth, and before she could say anything, Song Ci left without squinting.

In the car, Huo Heng took out a small brown box from the armrest box and handed it to the silent girl, "Grandpa asked me to hand it over to you." ”

After a long time, Song Ci replied and took the box and opened it, it was a black key, and Huo Heng's deep voice was in his ear, "The key to the person in charge of the S organization." ”

At that moment, Song Ci smiled, desolate and dazed.

It turns out that all this is your plan.

Song Yi drove the car with Steward Song and Fan Che behind the black Maybach, and Steward Song said to Fan Che: "The affairs of the Song Group are still troublesome and troublesome, Tang Zhengquan is very yin, we must suppress him to a low level." ”

Fan Che nodded, "Naturally." My role is to clear up all legal disputes for the Song family. Fan Che was hired by Mr. Song as Song's legal counsel a few years ago, so he would only help Tang Zhengquan with several lawsuits at his request, including many economic disputes.

After being silent for a long time, Song Yi said in a low voice: "Then what should the eldest lady do if she dismisses Lawyer Fan in the future?" As far as he knew, the eldest lady was very tired of Lawyer Fan.

Steward Song: ...... You shut up.

Fan Che: ......