What is the relationship between the dead man and the other people in the photo, and why someone wants to be open-minded and seem to be a little impatient to kill people on the street, is really a big mystery.

There are three lonely people in the photo, except for Zhong Yukang and Qi Sheng, the deceased person looks a little lonely in the photo, he is lazily facing the camera, and he can't find a little light in his eyes.

What kind of past will there be in such a person, Ye Qiongyu can't know.

However, there is a power and intuition in the darkness that seems to remind me that this person is probably inseparable from himself or even Zhong Yukang.

The weather outside was still very bad, and thunder continued to explode in the sky, like cannonballs, wounding people all over the body in the war-torn era.

Then lightning pierced the sky, and the entire dark city seemed to shake violently, and then it was directly illuminated by the secret of a large white flower.

Bean-sized raindrops crackled on the glass window, and then several small rivers slowly flowed down the window.

I really always felt that something was ominding, the man stood facing the window, his thin lips pursed slightly, and his eyes looked extraordinarily unfathomable.

Seeing this, Han Cheng couldn't help but feel a little strange, so he spoke out of worry.

"Boss, you look like there's something going on."

He squeezed the document in his hand as he spoke, looking a little nervous.

After Han Cheng's words, the man instantly regained his senses, and it seemed as if nothing had happened, but he just continued to sit behind the desk, and asked with his fingers crossed.

"Are the members of the board meeting going to be organized again?"

Han Cheng nodded hesitantly, the president is the president, and he can see at a glance that the board of directors is going to have a meeting.

It's just that he was a little uneasy in the face of Ye Qiongyu's current state, so he couldn't help but speak with concern.

"Boss, I'm going to ask them to delay the meeting, would you like to rest a little longer?"

It's just that Ye Qiongyu shook his head, his slender fingers massaged his temples for a short while, and then his eyes shifted to the computer on the table, and he simply put it together and handed it to Han Cheng's hands.

"This computer is a little old, so I notified the technical department and asked them to come and replace it with a high-end one."

Nodding, Han Cheng immediately left the president's office with the computer.

As a result, Ye Qiongyu was once again the only one left in the office, and the surrounding environment quickly quieted down.

Judging from his keen intuition, this matter is very wrong, and if he wants to track it down, then the only way is to find Zhong Yukang.

Soon, the young female secretary pushed the door open and put a list of attendees on her desk.

The list was very long, but Ye Qiongyu still keenly captured the three eye-catching words: Ye Zifan.

Chief Financial Officer?

Father is really good at choosing people, in order to weaken his own power, and then let his own biological brother compete together, and I still don't understand what he means?

The two sons will fight in the future, will he, the father, sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight, and reap the benefits of the fisherman?

It seems that his father saw that he couldn't control himself, so he wanted Ye Zifan to contain his power, so what about in the end?

Or, the father is more interested in the younger brother!

Thinking of this, he smiled indifferently. Pick up a pen and sign your name below the attendees.

Gloomy rainy day.

The old man sitting on the sofa lazily drinking tea, the moment today's news came out, his mouth was open and he could almost stuff an apple into it.

"Professor? Professor Song? ”

The young female nurse walked in and shouted many times without seeing the old man's response, so she had to open her five fingers and gesture in front of him.

So, Zhong Yukang withdrew his gaze from staring at the TV.

Seeing this, the female secretary glanced at the TV screen curiously, and the appearance of the victim on it was exceptionally clear, what was there to see, it was just a simple murder case.

"But in any city, it's normal for such things to happen, and when I'm abroad, the professor should have seen more serious than this, and shootings are endless."

Zhong Yukang picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and then returned to his usual expression.

"You girl, I don't know how you sneaked in."

Hearing this, the female nurse immediately complained and spoke.

"Professor, I've been calling you for a long time, but you're just looking at the dead on TV. Can you still find a cuter girl in the hospital than me? ”

Nurse Zhang said half-jokingly, and immediately looked at the expression on Zhong Yukang's face with interest.

It's just that there is obviously something wrong with Zhong Yukang today, and he is rarely angry, and he does not come back angrily as before.

He simply fiddled with the robe on his body to make sure that the whole person was neat and tidy, and then he shook his arm and left with confidence.

A series of changes caught Nurse Zhang a little unexpected, she looked at the TV screen in confusion, the man's ID photo on it looked a little lazy and a little tired, just staring blankly at the camera, in stark contrast to the frightened expression at the murder scene.

Seeing this, Nurse Zhang shook her head and complained incomprehensibly.

"The professor is also a person who has seen life and death, how can he react like this all of a sudden?"

Thinking of this, Nurse Zhang felt a little bored, so she was about to leave, who knew that before she could take a few steps, she only heard a loud bang on the glass behind her.

It turned out that the windows were not closed properly, and the wind blew them open.

The documents and papers in the entire office were directly blown everywhere by the strong wind, and it made people shiver a little.

Nurse Zhang finally picked up these things, and when she looked up, there was another flash of lightning, illuminating the sky exceptionally brightly.

The rain, naturally, is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems to be pouring water down with a large basin, and the sound is non-stop.

Just then, a corner on the stairs at the back entrance of the hospital.

Zhong Yukang sat there quietly, looking through the door frame in front of him at the pouring rain outside.

After a long time, he was stunned and took out a box of cigarettes from his clothes pocket.

I fumbled and took out the lighter, lit it several times against the strong wind, and finally lit it when the flame of the lighter was getting smaller and smaller.

Zhong Yukang, who usually looks like an old naughty boy. At this moment, he is more in line with his identity as an elderly person who has experienced many vicissitudes, his eyes reveal a deep loneliness, he trembled and brought the cigarette to his mouth, took a hard breath, and immediately spit out a huge smoke ring, and the whole person sighed.

The photograph was in one of the pockets of his inner garment, on his chest, and he sighed as he groped for the old one.

After stroking the photos back and forth several times in a complicated mood, Zhong Yukang felt embarrassed in his heart, but he didn't expect that in just a few years, everyone passed away one after another, leaving only himself, an old immortal, who is still alive in the world.

If it weren't for Liu Shuang's reasons that day, he might have died like that!

Thinking like this, Zhong Yukang's mood was even more complicated, pinching the photo, smoking one after another, and soon, there was a smoky scene around him.

It didn't take long for the pockets to start empty, Zhong Yukang habitually touched it, but only touched an empty cigarette box, and the bottom of the steps was scattered with today's cigarette butts.

"It's been more than 20 years, when will it be the end, will everyone who knew about it have to die one by one? Can I keep those terrible secrets for you? ”

At this juncture, what flashed in Zhong Yukang's mind was Ye Qiongyu's shadow.

So, after a few short seconds, he seemed to think of something, and immediately slowly pulled out his mobile phone from inside his clothes.

After pausing in the interface of a contact for a long time, Zhong Yukang could only take the phone back, and then looked up to the sky and sighed.

"What a sin!"

Inside the Yip's Group conference room.

There was a heavy silence, the first time there had been such a scary meeting.

Everyone shrank their heads and remained silent, except for the middle-aged man sitting next to the long oval table, lazily leaning back in his chair, his majestic gaze sweeping over everyone.

"I think you here should know very well what this new project means, this year we were able to win the bid with great difficulty, so now I suggest that everyone take out a part of the shares as an investment fund, with your understanding of our Ye Group, of course, this money is guaranteed to be profitable."

"Don't worry about unfairness, we each give a tenth of the shares we own, I don't think you will be very opposed, will you?"

Hearing this, everyone immediately lowered their heads, compared to others, these people have been in the mall for a long time, what kind of situation is not clear, of course the stock is but in the hand, there will be unlimited room for appreciation.

And it is also related to the promotion of positions and the participation of major events.

Ye Zifan seems to have participated in this kind of meeting for the first time. I can't help but feel a little uncomfortable, although I am the chief financial officer, Ye Ting will not allow him to meddle and intervene in the company's financial aspects, including giving investment decisions, etc., and he is not very active in adopting the plan he proposed.

This is not much different from a puppet emperor.

Ye Ting glanced at the audience, and no one stood up to object, and immediately, his smug eyes swept over Ye Qiongyu, but the gaze under his eyes didn't look so kind.

Once upon a time, he was also a gentle father, but he didn't know when it started to change.

"Ye Qiongyu, I think, as the CEO of the Ye family, you should set an example for everyone, and don't let these shareholders of mine prove that we are harming the rights and interests of the owners."

is a perfect pot, Ye Qiongyu naturally has nothing to say.

"I naturally know what to do, and tomorrow I will make the equity in my hand public for everyone to supervise."

Seeing that he had achieved his goal effortlessly, Ye Ting's expression suddenly became extremely relaxed.

"Since you don't have any opinions, let's break up today!"

As soon as I heard that the meeting was over, everyone rushed outside, and it was obvious that almost no one was willing to do what Ye Ting did today.

"What does this mean? Forcing us to give up our equity is a bit of a grinding and killing donkey? ”

"I don't understand it at all, why do I think the chairman seems to be targeting the president, and I don't know if it's my delusion."

"Oh, that makes sense, but how to say it's also your own son, as for it? However, I always feel that the chairman seems to prefer a little bit of the second young master, so I will make a bold guess, and it may be that the second young master Ye will inherit the company in the future! ”

Everyone, you and I will say a word, and soon they will disappear without a trace.