Song Mingjue didn't wait for Song Zhimin to finish yelling, and hung up the phone.

He thought, probably because he is Shui Xingyun's son, so he has the same cold and selfish blood in his bones as her.

Back then, Shui Xingyun was able to leave his own son for the sake of glory and wealth, and now, he, who is a son, can also leave behind the family business that is in danger, and his biological father who will return to prison tomorrow.

This really corresponds to that sentence - the way of heaven is a good reincarnation!

Song Mingjue glanced at the time, it was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and the opening time of the domestic stock market in the morning was 9:30, and now there were no more hours left from this point.

Song Mingjue suddenly had an inexplicable excitement in his heart, watching his own building collapse, he was still a little expectant.

Perhaps, he was crazy, he thought.

He is young and ambitious, he is knowledgeable all the way, and he thinks that he is better than others, but who would have thought, but in the most important years of a man, he has experienced this series of major changes.

Song Mingjue's psychological changes these days are like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

However, peeling back the layers of clouds, he knew what he wanted in his heart, and he also understood that the family is unreliable, the parents are unreliable, the brothers are unreliable, and the only thing a person can believe in is himself!

Song Mingjue was completely sleepy at the moment, outside the balcony, the mountain rain was coming, and the cold wind was falling on his body, it was very cold, especially in the mountains of this suburb, the cold style was biting.

Song Mingjue didn't want to go in, he smoked another cigarette.

In the past, he actually hated smoking, but now he no longer rejects this thing.

When the smoke is lit, the nicotine breath lingers in the mouth and lungs, which can temporarily numb him.

This will make Song Mingjue's heart feel a little better.

Waiting until the cigarette in his hand was finished, Song Mingjue turned around and went back.

Xia Zhi was still lying there obediently, in exactly the same posture as when he went out, motionless, Song Mingjue wanted to find out if she was still breathing.

Song Mingjue didn't lie back on the bed, he sat on the sofa, looked at Xia Zhi, and suddenly felt that this hot spring manor was really mysterious.

However, the most mysterious is Mr. Wei.

Mr. Wei......

Mr. Wei......

What kind of grievances does he have with the Gu family?

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In the morning, the rain began to fall heavily, and the raindrops became dense.

At 10 o'clock, Gu Jingyuan's secretary knocked on the door of the president's office.

After the secretary went in, he said: "President, as soon as the market opened at half past nine, the Song family's stock plummeted to the bottom, and a series of scandals of the Song family were also exposed, Song Zhimin, chairman of the Song Group, went abroad to gamble, lost billions, and mortgaged the company's shares to the casino, the Song family is completely finished, it is said that the industrial and commercial inspection department, and the police department have begun to investigate, Song Zhimin will not only go bankrupt this time, but he himself will not escape prison...... You see, this is news from the Song family......"

Gu Jingyuan was not surprised at all, and took the tablet handed over by the secretary, today's financial, social, and entertainment ...... Almost all the headlines in the media were news of the Song group in the southern state of Linzhou.

Social finance exposed Song's internal corporate problems, and exposed Song Zhimin's misappropriation of the company's finances, resulting in the company's unfavorable operation.

And the headlines of media gossip are all peachy news about Song Zhimin spending money overseas and supporting his lover.

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