Fang Zhihe did not go to the company immediately after coming out of the hospital, but wandered around Huanjiang Road, which is a scenic spot that has just been developed in recent years, with spacious roads and pleasant scenery.

He stepped on the accelerator lightly and headed west, there were a lot of lavender and autumn chrysanthemums on the west side of the mountain, and he wanted to take a few photos and send them to Lin Rongrong.

But I don't know why the road in front of him is suddenly blocked, and he can't get out when he wants to take a detour, and as time passes, he begins to get a little impatient.

After about fifteen minutes, the car in front of him finally began to move, so he also started the car, followed step by step, and finally moved to Xishan Park, he glanced through the car window, a large area of golden yellow in the park, particularly beautiful.

Thankfully, the view lived up to his wait.

Fang Zhihe sighed as he parked the car in a parking space on the side of the road, then pushed the door and got out of the car and ran towards the entrance of the park. He looked at the blooming Qiu Ju in front of him, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, quickly adjusted the focus and took a few photos that he thought were good, and then sent it to Lin Rong, and said: Wife, is the jet lag over?

To be honest, he missed her very much, he hadn't seen this woman for several days, although the two of them were busy on weekdays, but at least she was always under his control, he could know where she was, know what she was doing, not like now.

The more time passed, the stronger the lovesickness in his heart became, compared with the longing for Han Ying, this longing was flesh and blood and soul, on the one hand, he enjoyed this longing, and on the other hand, he wanted to see her sooner and relieve this longing.

Is the same with his fluffy?

Fang Zhihe continued to take pictures along the way while thinking, and finally felt that it was enough, so he began to return, it was now 11 o'clock, the road was much smoother than before, and he turned to Chenxi Road in less than fifteen minutes, the shrubs in Chenxi Park were no longer flowering, he glanced through the car window, and hooked the corners of his mouth.

The flowers will bloom again next year, yes, next year!

After Fang Zhihe returned to Dongsheng, he went to the restaurant to have a bite to eat, and then returned to the office to prepare the content of the meeting, and at two o'clock in the afternoon, he sat down on time in the position of the general manager of the conference room.

He glanced around and found that all the big and small shareholders were there, only Fang Yuesheng's old horseman's seat was empty, he frowned, and unfolded again, It's okay, he won't save some trouble if he doesn't come.

"Everyone here has probably heard the good words, so Fang Mou will say something different today. Fang Zhihe's voice was loud, like a bead on a silver platter, crisp and clean.

As soon as the words fell, he reached out and picked up a document from the table, and held it up: "This is an equity transfer agreement in my hand, yes! I have indeed transferred all the shares in my hand, but——"

Fang Zhihe paused, his eyes swept over each shareholder in the conference room one by one, and after a circle, he spoke again: "As a shareholder of the company, I have the right to transfer my shares, not to mention that the equity transferee is my wife, is there anything wrong with this?"

This remark immediately made the conference room lively.

"What? Really?"

"Wife?"

"When did you get married?"

"What's going on with this Fang family, why do you ...... quietly?"

Fang Zhihe glanced at the group of old horsemen disdainfully, reached out and took out two red books from the document bag, with the words "marriage certificate" printed on them.

My wife, Lin Rongrong, is now in England and cannot be here today, otherwise I would not have the right to stand here and speak today. ”

"Then I'll withdraw my shares anyway!" Suddenly, a bald old man spoke, "Transfer the shares to someone with a foreign surname in a good manner, who knows what tricks your Fang family is playing!"

Fang Zhihe's sharp gaze immediately fell on the person who spoke, "Uncle Cheng, what you said is interesting, what do you say I have to do with you, a person who only holds a little share? Even if I don't take over the Cheng family's business and can't support you, it's not a difficult thing."

Besides, which of the seniors here didn't put their salary cards and pensions into their wives' coffers? Of course, they can withdraw their shares if they want, but—"

Fang Zhihe paused again, and then raised his voice a few degrees and said: "If you want to make money through Dongsheng's way after the withdrawal of shares, there is no door! I don't care if his surname is Cheng or what, so you think about where to go!"

After speaking, Fang Zhihe handed the red book in his hand to Yan Jin next to him, and after whispering a few words to her sideways, he brushed his sleeves away, and for a while there was only a group of old men over half a hundred years old left in the conference room, those old men, you look at me, I look at you, no one said anything again.

In fact, everyone knows very well that if they are separated from the status and shares given by Dongsheng, they are nothing, so no matter how much anyone instigates, they will do what they can, and they dare not really withdraw their shares.

Yan Jin looked at the eyes around him and smiled secretly, Fang Zhihe has already passed a level. However, there are also Cheng Yuhua and the Qin family! He is not good at dealing with women, and he is not good at mixing in household affairs, so he has to think about this level carefully.

That night, Fang Zhihe dialed more than a dozen calls back and forth on Lin Rong's mobile phone, but no one answered, he always felt that something was going to happen, but he couldn't say what would happen.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, he changed into pajamas and lay on the bed but couldn't sleep, on the one hand, he was worried, on the other hand, he was thinking about when to go to the UK, and in the end, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed Fang Jinnan.

"My brother, you don't sleep and don't let others sleep?" Fang Jinnan said dissatisfiedly, she couldn't stand the call in the middle of the night.

"You can help me ask now, I'm going to go tomorrow!"

"But Doreen has to sleep, too! Tomorrow, tomorrow I'll ask you, okay? I'm hanging!"

"Wait a minute!"

"Oh brother, are you still finished?"

"Fang Jinnan, I have covered the rent for two years in the consultation room, and I will ask Yan Jin to call you tomorrow!"

"And your wife's medical expenses for nearly a month with me!"

"No problem!"

"Then I'm fine! You hang up the phone first, and I'll send you a WeChat message later. ”

"Good!"

Two minutes later, Fang Zhihe received an address on WeChat, which was a street in Manchester, England, and he could find Furry by looking for him at this address, he looked at the address and smiled with satisfaction, then reached out to extinguish the light and began to sleep.

Strange to say, he rarely dreams anymore since Lin Rongfu appeared, of course, talking about that weird blood dream.

Could it be that Lin Rongrong secretly took out a paintbrush and quietly drew an end to his gloomy life? Could it be that Lin Rongrong was the angel sent to him by God, and the angel brought him from the cold and damp place to the sun.

His hairy ......

His......

Slowly, Shiga's consciousness became blurred, and then he fell asleep in the quiet of the night.

The next day, Fang Zhihe was woken up by a mobile phone ring, he looked at the mobile phone screen, frowned and pressed the connect button.

"What's wrong?"

"Mr. Fang, my aunt just called and asked you to pick her up and discharge her from the hospital. ”

"It's good if you arrange for Xiao Zhang to go!"

"But my aunt said to let you go. ”

"You tell her, I'm busy, let my dad go!"

"Uncle Fang, hasn't it only been a few days since he was discharged from the hospital. ”

"Okay, okay, got it!" Fang Zhihe's tone became obviously impatient, and after he quickly hung up the phone, he got up from the bed and put a black duffel bag into the trunk of the car, and then drove to the First People's Hospital of Linjiang City.

After a long time, he pushed open the 309 ward, raised his eyes to look at Cheng Yuhua, who was peeling oranges again, and stepped in.

"He!" Cheng Yuhua's face showed a look of surprise, she stood up, broke the orange in her hand and handed it to Fang Zhihe, "Come!

Fang Zhihe didn't speak with a cold face, raised his feet and walked to the bed, then stretched out his big hand to pick up the duffel bag beside the bed, and walked quickly to the door.

"Shiga, wait a minute!" Cheng Yuhua hesitated for a moment and continued: "Let's go home for dinner tonight, I just have some appetite, let the nanny make two ......"

"I'm not free!" Fang Zhihe refused without waiting for Cheng Yuhua to finish speaking, the home in her mouth has nothing to do with him, his home is in Xincheng, where there are traces of his life with Lin Rong, there is leftover breakfast, there is sunlight shining through the window, there are slippers at the door, and there is a lamp in the bathroom, so he will not go, not to mention that he is going to the UK today.

Cheng Yuhua's eyes changed from joy at the beginning, to expectation, and then to loss: "Shiga, actually...... Mom doesn't have to object to you being with that girl, the main thing is that she is not articulate, and the child will ...... in the future."

Fang Zhihe slowly turned his head and looked at Cheng Yuhua, "Han Ying is articulate, and the child in her belly should be fine, but I haven't seen how kind you are to her!"

Cheng Yuhua's expression froze, how could he ......

"Han Ying was 5 weeks pregnant when she died, and the autopsy report clearly stated, what else do you have to say!" Fang Zhihe's eyes showed a fierce light, like a fierce beast expecting a fierce battle.

"Shiga, actually, ......"

"You made people do something about it, didn't you? How much do you dislike her, why do you do everything you can? Or how much do you not want me to be happy?!" Fang Zhihe had already bared his fangs, ready to tear the enemy's arm and expose her blood and flesh to the wilderness.

"He'er, I'm your mother, how can I ......?"

"You don't have to be the mother of a wild thing, and besides, don't hurt people everywhere under the banner of being my mother and being good for me every day! You are not too tired to carry such a big flag!" Although Fang Zhihe is cold on weekdays, he will never hurt someone unless that person has broken his heart.

"You, why do you say that? I ......" Cheng Yuhua was obviously stimulated by Fang Zhihe's words, tears appeared in her eyes, she didn't expect her own son to abuse her like this, she had done something wrong, but ......

"Stop acting, it's disgusting to watch! If it weren't for the fact that the company was in a moment of crisis and was worried about falling into the hands of others, I wouldn't be too lazy to talk nonsense to you here!" Fang Zhihe stepped out of the door after speaking, the image of this woman became more and more ugly in his heart, he used to think that she was a poisonous woman, but later found out that she was not only poisonous, but also disgusting.