The Song family quickly went bankrupt, the mortgaged shares were taken away, the employees demanded wages, and the shareholders came to Song's building to pull banners, and the Song family still owed the bank a loan.

Song Zhimin can't repay the huge debts at all now, the company has suffered serious losses, and it has been unable to turn the tide, the industrial and commercial bureau, the police department, have come to find it, the evidence is ironclad, it is impossible for him not to go to prison, and with the amount of public funds he embezzled, how can it take ten years to start.

The Song family in Linzhou is in turmoil, no one will come forward to intervene at this time, and no one is willing to help, this mess is too big, even if someone helps, it is not enough.

As for his mother's mother's mother's family, the Shui family, the old man in the family is alone, and the entire Shui family is in an endless civil strife, everyone is thinking about grabbing and dividing the territory, who has the mind, who will be willing to help the Song family.

Under pressure from many parties, in the early morning of this day, Song Zhimin jumped down from the Song building and fell to his death on the spot.

When Song Mingjue learned the news, he sat alone for a long time.

He felt that he was actually not sad, after all, from a rational point of view, except for death...... Nothing good came of his father.

After all, when a person dies, it is actually a relief, and when he dies, those messy things will not find him again.

He's dead...... That's it.

But...... He was obviously not sad in his heart, but when he came back to his senses, he was already in tears.

Father...... Gone!

No matter how many wrong things he did, he grew up with him and gave him 20 years of stable life.

Song Mingjue thought that he was already very cold-blooded and ruthless, but at this time he realized that he could not be truly indifferent.

He even began to regret whether he should have gone back in the first place, and if he went back to help him carry it, wouldn't it...... He won't die?

But it's useless to say anything now. The man is dead.

Song Mingjue remembered today, I heard that it was Gu Jingyuan's wedding today, and their family must be happy and lively on this day, right?

He laughed at himself, this is the reality, a few happy and a few sad!

With the death of Song Zhimin, their Song family ...... It's completely finished.

Song Mingjue took out his mobile phone and booked a ticket to fly to Linzhou tonight.

When a man dies, let the son go back and collect the body.

Song Mingjue had just booked a ticket when the door was slammed.

Song Mingjue knew who smashed it, but he didn't want to open it or move it......

He heard Shui Xingyun shouting outside: "Mingjue, open the door, I have something urgent to tell you, Mingjue, open the door......"

Song Mingjue thought that what she was going to say was about his father's death, so he hesitated for a while and went to open the door.

But unexpectedly, as soon as Shui Xingyun came in, he grabbed Song Mingjue's arm, crying and shouting: "Mingjue, your sister is dead, the hospital called and said that it was about to die, let's hurry back, what should we do, what can we do......"

Song Mingjue's expression was a little cold, Shui Xingyun cried miserably, she grabbed the flesh on his arm, and it hurt him.

Song Mingjue said lightly: "Do you know that my dad is dead?" ”

Shui Xingyun was stunned, "What did you say?" ”

"An hour ago, my dad jumped from Song's upstairs and died instantly."

Shui Xingyun's face turned pale, her body shook, and after a few seconds, she gritted her teeth and scolded: "He...... He...... Song Zhimin is a wreck, a bastard......"