Mo Ran sent Lao Liang back to the hospital, and before she finished drinking a bowl of pumpkin porridge, someone from the company called her to go back to work.

Mo Ran just wanted to ask for leave, but Lao Liang said next to him: "You go back to work, there happened to be an acquisition case recently, I'm not here, they can't make up their minds, you go back and help me keep an eye on it." ”

"Are you going to do it alone?" Mo Ran put down the phone and looked at his stiff legs.

"It's okay, I can't die, okay, Mo Xiaoran, you remember, you used four boxes of tissues in my house, crashed into one of my SUVs, and knocked my Lao Liang into the hospital, you have to be responsible for my medical expenses, right?

Mo Ran rolled his eyes: "Eat your meal, Liang Papi, this is the purpose of your love for me, right? I kind of understand, there is no love in the world for no reason, your love for the old lady is really worldly, vulgar, full of copper smell!"

"Go, go, love with the smell of copper is also love, what kind of feelings do you talk about without bread, that's the animal world. Lao Liang waved at her, took a mouthful of soy milk, groped for the remote control of the TV, changed the channel, and didn't find a channel for cross talk for a long time, and couldn't help frowning.

Mo Ran snatched the remote control, and without saying a word, he suddenly changed to the cross talk station.

Lao Liang's admiring little eyes made Mo Ran smile bitterly, he didn't bother to pay attention to him, and turned around and left the ward.

Not long after she left, a middle-aged man about the same age as Lao Liang walked in with a flower basket.

"Mr. Liang, what do you mean by this? Which bastard dares to do this to you? Don't you want to live?" The middle-aged man looked at his leg and screamed, and the flower basket was thrown to the ground.

"Mr. Song, I'm just a mortal, there are always earth immortals who can't fight, isn't it, no, please help. Liang Jingtian regained his zombie face, sat straight on the hospital bed, and said in a cold voice.

"Hey, hey, this sentence to you Mr. Liang, I, Song Lianmin, am going up the knife mountain and going down to the sea of fire, this favor is also helped, how long a face to say! You Mr. Liang actually begged me to do something!" Song Lianmin sat on the chair and smiled brightly from the bottom of his heart.

"Have you heard of Hairan Company?" Liang Jingtian asked him straight to the point.

Song Lianmin shook his head: "As soon as I put loan sharks, do you know what those small broken companies do?"

"The business is getting bigger, and the work of the small broken company is not accepted?" Liang Jingtian poured a glass of water and handed it to him.

Song Lianmin nodded and smiled: "Mr. Liang, my old Song's wealth management company can have today's scale, all thanks to your Mr. Liang, if you didn't save my life when the stock market crashed back then, I, Song Lianmin, would have to take my wife and children to the Huangpu River!"

"Then the time has come for you to repay your kindness, your current strength, there is no problem in overthrowing a small broken company, and the person in charge of this small broken company is all over the world to avoid debts, right?" Lao Liang said in a domineering voice with a zombie face.

"Mr. Liang, is that Hairan company you mentioned?" Song Lianmin asked with a smile after drinking saliva.

Liang Jingtian nodded.

"Dele, you are okay, if you always want him to close the door in a few days, we will let him close the door in a few days, and we will let him take on as many debts as you want!

"Go back, wait for my call, I won't call you before twelve o'clock tonight, you will start working, and in a week, I want that person to kneel in front of me and beg me. Liang Jingtian said.

Song Lianmin agreed, said a few more greetings, and left.

Lao Liang ate a bite of shortbread, took a bite of salted peanuts, stared at the TV screen and listened to cross talk, and looked at the clock above the TV from time to time, he still had a date at half past five in the evening, and he couldn't be late.