"You! Isn't it dead? Nan Junze read in disbelief, obviously seeing his bombed bones at sea with his own eyes, how could he believe that Song Xun could still appear here, impossible! Absolutely dazzling!

"I've disappointed you!"

A few fluttering words, but a few vivid words, are enough to scare Nan Junze to disperse the three souls and seven spirits.

Song Xun raised his feet and stepped onto the rostrum step by step, ignoring everything around him, and his murderous eyes approached Nan Junze.

"Don't come here!" Nan Junze's voice couldn't stop shaking, and he suddenly shouted at the audience: "Someone, where did the people from the security department go?" Come and protect me! ”

"You use Song's security department as your personal bodyguard?" Song Xun sneered coldly: "I'm here, who do you think they will listen to?" The dream has been overdone, it's time to wake up! ”

"Nope! You're not human! You're a ghost! You're a wisp of ghost! I am the one who holds the supreme power of the Song Clan! ”

Nan Junze seemed to be stunned, and yelled at the directors and executives in the audience: "What are you still looking at, go and call someone to blast Song Xun out!" ”

Song Xun's contemptuous and disdainful eyes turned to the audience, and as far as the eye could see, everyone stood in their positions, not daring to move.

Song Xun's arrogant tone was filled with contempt: "It's you who should get out." ”

As soon as the words fell, a few more people walked in from outside the door of the conference hall.

Nan Junze turned his head in horror and looked out, his eyes touched the majestic police uniform, and he was frightened to the point that his face turned pale in an instant.

Several policemen quickly came to the stage, and the leading captain showed his summons card: "Mr. Nan Junze, we have received a report that you are suspected of being related to a murder case, please come with us to the bureau to cooperate with the investigation!" ”

"Why? What proof do you have! Nan Junze turned around and pointed at Song Xun and said to the police: "It was he who wanted to rob my company and framed me!" You have no right to arrest me! I protest! My lawyer team is going to sue you together! ”

"We summoned you in accordance with the law, and as for the evidence you said, the prosecutor will show it to the court and take it away!"

As soon as the captain gave the order, the policemen behind him immediately took out handcuffs and handcuffed Nan Junze's hands, and the two policemen grabbed Nan Junze's struggling arm and walked off the stage.

The "crackling" shutter sound, the lens and camera under the strong light shone on Nan Junze's face, so that he couldn't open his eyes, and could only raise his handcuffed hands to block his forehead.

The shiny handcuffs on his hand are frozen in the picture of the media.

The hall was boiling again.

"How could Mr. Nan be suspected of murder? Could it be that he is suspected of murdering Mr. Song? ”

"Mr. Song had an accident at sea a year ago for no reason, and now Mr. Song is here, and the police are coming, so it is very likely that this is the case!"

The reporter was desperately squeezing in front of the rostrum.

"Mr. Song, can you tell me what happened just now? Did you report the murder of Mr. Nan? You had an accident at sea a year ago, is it related to Mr. Nan, can you explain it on the spot? ”

"Mr. Song, you brought the police to arrest Mr. Nan, have you submitted strong evidence to the police to prove Mr. Nan's murder?"

"Mr. Song, it is reported that a year ago, your private yacht exploded at sea and has been blown into pieces and sunk to the bottom of the sea, where did your evidence come from and how did it be preserved?"

In the face of the reporter's incessant questioning, Bai Jiyan quickly ran to the front of the stage and raised his hand to summon bodyguards to disperse the reporter.

Song Xun on the rostrum picked up the microphone that Nan Junze put down, and his indifferent voice suddenly resounded throughout the conference hall: "Regarding the murder of Nan Junze, now the case has been handed over to the police for handling, so the case report issued by the police shall prevail, please understand that I am inconvenient to say now;

Due to my time rush and many matters to deal with, I am not able to accept your interview today, my assistant will arrange another time later, thank you for your attention! ”

Bai Jiyan immediately answered: "Please leave first, and there will be a reception staff from the Administration Department downstairs to make an appointment for everyone." ”

Without saying a word, the bodyguard cleared all the reporters out of the conference hall, leaving only the Song insiders.

Director Jiang excitedly ran to the front of the stage, raised his head and shouted to Song Xun on the rostrum: "Mr. Song! It's great that you're back, and today's Board of Directors is announcing the appointment of the Chairman, and this position is yours! ”

As soon as Director Jiang finished speaking, many directors and executives in the audience shouted in unison.

There are many of them, not long ago, they called Nan Junze Nan Dong.

Everyone's eager eyes were fixed on Song Xun, as if they were waiting for him to nod.

Unexpectedly, Song Xun threw the microphone in his hand to the table in front of him, and said lightly: "Disperse!" I'm not in the mood today! ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he put his hands in his trouser pockets, strode off the rostrum empty, and walked leisurely towards the door of the conference hall.

The directors and executives in the conference hall who were eager to do something for Song Xun were left behind by him and left as if no one was around.

At the same time, there was also Han Xu, who was ignored on the rostrum alone.

Her eyes were blurry, and she couldn't see Song Xun's tall back clearly.

Can't he see her presence too?

He was standing on the rostrum just now, and she was beside him, and he didn't even feel it at all?

Han Xu didn't have time to think too much, and shouted anxiously towards the door of the conference hall with tears streaming down his face: "Song Xun! ”

He didn't respond, and this excited and sad shout only attracted the strange eyes of many directors and executives in the audience.

Han Xu ran off the rostrum like crazy, crying and running out of the door of the conference hall.

The special elevator door outside has been closed and is going down, stopping at the floor of Nanjunze's office.

Han Xu hurriedly pressed the staff elevator next to him and ran in to follow.

Running out of the elevator quickly, Song Xun was really walking towards Nan Junze's office in the company of a group of bodyguards.

Bai Jiyan shouted at the door: "You guys, go in and clean up, and throw all Nan Junze's things out, this is Mr. Song's office, and he has occupied it for a year!" ”

Han Xu ran in the spacious corridor, picked up the bodyguards behind Song Xun one by one, stumbled into the office, went around to Song Xun, and threw himself into his sturdy arms desperately.

She couldn't breathe from crying, and it took a long time for her to choke out a few words from her throat: "Where have you been?" ”

It's been a year, I thought I had lost him, but I didn't expect God to send her such a big surprise, she should cheer happily.

But why is it so sad that you can't stop crying?

Why didn't the person she hugged so tightly even bother to raise his hand?

Didn't he know how much she wanted him to hug her, touch the back of her head, press it into his warm chest, and say she didn't want her?