Zhang Yue's mother, Zhang Yue and Yang Dongmei glanced at each other and shook their heads.

"Grandpa, that uncle is gone just now!" Zhang Xiaobin pointed to the door of the room and said.

Mr. Zhang asked, "How long have you been walking?" ”

"It's been a while!" The little boy replied.

"Yue'er, what you just said is probably heard by Wu Bo, he may have an idea before leaving, in the future, I hope you will cooperate with his work like a brother."

"Dad, don't worry, I will."

Mr. Zhang held Zhang Yue's hand and asked, "I didn't give you the position of chairman, do you hate me?" ”

"No," Zhang Yue shook his head and said duplicitously, "You think Wu Bo is more suitable for managing the company than me, and I will listen to you." ”

"I can trust Wu Bo, let me tell you, he went to the detention center twice because of the company's affairs, and in the detention center, he took all the responsibilities, just this point, I feel that he is very righteous and can be trusted, in the future, even if I hand over the company to him, he will not treat you badly, and can carry the company forward......"

"I understand this, Dad, you can recuperate with peace of mind, I want to find a time to have a good chat with Wu Bo."

"You're doing that, it's right!" Mr. Zhang showed a pleased smile on his face, "It's not early, you go to dinner, after dinner, you help me call Wu Bo and ask him to come to the hospital......"

Mr. Zhang's situation is much better, he speaks like a normal person, and the family feels a little relieved to see him in this state, and naively thinks that he will survive.

Have you ever thought that this is what people often call a return to the light, and people often have this situation before they die.

Zhang Yue's mother stayed behind to take care of the old man, and Zhang Yue took his wife and children out for lunch.

Yang Dongmei couldn't go out with Zhang Yue, but when she saw the old man lying on the hospital bed and would soon die, she deliberately made a husband and wife look like she was singing in front of him.

As soon as he walked out of the ward, Zhang Yue said apologetically to Yang Dongmei: "Wife, I'm sorry, I apologize to you for what happened last night, it's all my fault!" ”

"There's nothing wrong with you, it's better not to show what happened between us in front of your father, and when your father is gone, let's talk about it, okay?"

Yang Dongmei glared at Zhang Yue fiercely, took her son's hand, and walked straight to the elevator.

Zhang Yue's farts followed behind his wife and children, looking at his wife's sexy figure, thinking of the days they had walked together, and feeling a little melancholy and sadness.

He really doesn't know if his father's husband and wife relationship with Yang Dongmei can be maintained after his father leaves his life and dies?

"No," Zhang Yue said to himself: "I can't let my wife and children look down on me, and I can't watch Wu Bo take away the position of chairman that belongs to him!" ”

A vicious conspiracy gradually grew in his mind, the elevator was crowded with people, Zhang Yue was afraid that his wife would show his face, so he didn't talk to her.

Downstairs, a family of three walked out of the inpatient department and came to the parking lot.

"Let's go, I'll take Xiaobin to dinner!" Yang Dongmei didn't want to see Zhang Yue's face, let alone have lunch with him, so she said coldly: "Don't worry, I will take care of your father, pretend to be a good wife and mother in front of him, and let the old man leave with peace of mind......"

After saying that, she took her son's hand and got into the BMW she drove over.

As the BMW slowly left the parking lot, Zhang Yuecai sighed, jumped into his Land Rover, and drove away from the Provincial People's Hospital.

Today is the weekend.

There are not many vehicles on the street, and it does not seem so crowded, but the sidewalks are bustling with pedestrians, shopping in shops and malls.

In order to attract the attention of the public, the merchants hold various promotional activities, and the front of the store is lit up with lights, gongs and drums, and music......

Once upon a time, Zhang Yue often took his wife and children shopping, and remembered the scene when he took the trouble to accompany his wife to the mall, and he felt some emotion in his heart.

Zhang Yue drove the car on the street, and his mind flashed the scene of his father on the board of directors and in the ward, bending to hand over the chairman's position, thinking of his mother's expectant eyes and his wife's staring eyes, and his heart was a little unhappy......

A nameless fire was surging upward, and at this time, how much did he wish to find someone to talk to?

suddenly remembered that last night, after handing over the bank card containing one million yuan to her in the room of the Pacific Hotel with Ding Xiaoran, he discussed with her about dealing with Wu Bo, and thought:

"Since Ding Xiaoran has agreed to cooperate with me, and she already has her own plan, why don't I ask her out and discuss it together?"

Thinking of this, he took out his mobile phone and dialed Ding Xiaoran's number.

"Mr. Zhang, do you have something to do with me?" When she answered the phone, Ding Xiaoran was having lunch with her husband Zhao Guoliang at home, and her tone was calm.

"I want to see you, can you come out for a moment?" The microphone left and Zhang Yue's urgent voice came.

Ding Xiaoran glanced at her husband, put down the dishes and chopsticks, left the table, and asked, "When?" ”

"Now." Zhang Yue said.

"Now?" Ding Xiaoran didn't know what he was anxious to find, but her husband was at home, so she didn't want to ask too much, so she hesitated for a moment and said, "That's ...... All right! ”

Without waiting for Zhang Yue to speak, Ding Xiaoran hurriedly hung up the phone.

"Xiao Ran, whose phone is it?" The husband who was eating looked up and asked.

Ding Xiaoran returned to the dining table, smiled apologetically at Zhao Guoliang, and said, "Husband, there is an interview in the station, and I can't accompany you to dinner." ”

"Okay, there you go!"

Zhao Guoliang was accustomed to this kind of thing, and he didn't think about other places, and continued to bury his head in eating.

After Ding Xiaoran left the house, she came to the garage and jumped into her red Mitsubishi sports car, which was bought by Vice Mayor Qian as a gift, and it was she who liked it.

After getting into the car, she took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Yue's number.

"Honey, someone was next to me just now, it's inconvenient to answer the phone, where are we going to meet?" Ding Xiaoran said apologetically.

"Shall we go to the hotel?" Zhang Yue said in a consultative tone.

"Nope." Ding Xiaoran flatly refused.

"Why?" Zhang Yue asked in surprise.

"You also know, I am the broadcast host of a TV station, and there are many people who know me, so I accompany you to the hotel in broad daylight, so that no one will find out, so it's strange to cause scandals." Ding Xiaoran explained.

"And where do you say you're going?" Zhang Yue was a little unclaimed.

"Do you have anyone in your house?"

"Nope." Zhang Yue said briskly.

"Then go to your house."

"That'...... All right! ”

Zhang Yue thought about it, anyway, his wife and children were in the hospital at this time, and it didn't hurt to invite Ding Xiaoran to come to the house, so he told his home address on the phone. (To be continued.) )