Chapter 8: Pressure her back
As soon as he heard his name, Wen Lishu had a headache.
Uncle Zhong is a calm person, and he has rarely seen him so angry in the past.
She thought to herself, "What's wrong with him?"
He came to the company early in the morning, used the company's highest authority, called up the formula of the best-selling drug, and asked his assistant to contact the buyer and wanted to sell the formula. ”
Wen Lishu listened to this, holding his forehead with one hand, and his brain suddenly jumped.
Because of Song Qiancheng's capital injection, Wen's Medicine's right to speak has fallen into his hands, and he does have the right to control these formulas, but she will not let Song Qiancheng operate like this.
Those recipes were her father's brainchild, and if they were sold, it would be the equivalent of cutting off a piece of his flesh.
The company is gone, and another one can be opened, but the formula is sold, so after her father is released from prison, there is really no way to turn over.
Wen Lishu couldn't sit idly by, "Uncle Zhong, I'll go back to the company now." ”
hung up the phone, Wen Lishu picked up her bag and left quickly, but as soon as she left the gate of the film and television city, someone called out to her.
"Young lady. A female voice rang out.
Wen Lishu turned her body slightly when she heard this, and a woman on her right hand was slowly walking towards her.
That's the housekeeper of Song Qiancheng's family, Aunt Du.
She is cold, often with a slumped face and a handful of smiles.
Looking forward to it, Aunt Du walked up to her, her tone was always not enthusiastic, but it was polite: "Young lady, I'm here to take you home." ”
Aunt Du turned sideways and raised her arm to point not far away, where a black car was parked, and there were two servants and four black-clothed bodyguards standing next to the car, and the scene was mighty.
Wen Lishu was embarrassed, her lips twitched slightly, how could she pick up someone from this situation, obviously she wanted to press her back.
Afraid that she would not get into the car, Aunt Du also said: "The young master is on the way home, if the young lady gets in the car now, she can just have afternoon tea together after she goes back." ”
Wen Lishu was hehe, the two of them only finished the quarrel last night, where would they have the leisure to have afternoon tea with him.
It's just that Song Qiancheng is still pinching the formula, and the two of them will meet today no matter what.
She stopped struggling and resigned herself to following Aunt Du to the car.
After getting into the car, she sat in the middle row, with a maid sitting on the left, Aunt Du on the right, and bodyguards in front and behind.
Everyone surrounded her, and it felt like a prisoner, and she felt uncomfortable.
There was silence all the way, no one spoke, until the car stopped back at the villa, and Aunt Du turned her head to remind: "Young lady, it's time to get out of the car." ”
After everyone got out of the car, they dispersed in their own duties.
Wen Lishu was still standing at the gate, looking at the European-style villa in front of him and was slightly stunned.
Aunt Du beside her urged: "The young master has come back, the young lady should hurry in." ”
Wen Lishu nodded, and went in with a heart, but the room was quiet, and he didn't see Song Qiancheng's figure, guessing that he should be upstairs.
Still thinking about the recipe in his heart, Wen Lishu didn't waste any time, so he walked up the stairs.
In just a few steps, she was tormented, and every time she walked a level, she felt more fear in her heart.
After all, Song Qiancheng is no longer the same person he was back then, he wants to pinch her to death, anytime and anywhere, besides, she had a fight with him last night, he must be so angry.
Wen Lishu sighed secretly, I hope that for a while, the death will not be too tragic.