Chapter 112: One for One

In the forty-second hour of Lu Shanhe's coma, Lu Yiyou signed a one-percent equity transfer in exchange for Lu Shuangyi's shareholding in Shangshi.

Since then, Lu Yiyou has become the largest shareholder of Shangshi.

At the moment of the contract exchange, Lu Shuangyi's sneering face was completely revealed.

He whispered, "Lu Yiyou, I'll let you taste it, I tasted it back then." ”

He was driven abroad by Lu Yiyou alone, and he was obviously the heir of this Lu style, but he had nothing overnight.

Lu Yiyou looked at the dull wind outside the window, "Grandpa's business, is it your hands and feet?" ”

So far, there is nothing to hide.

Lu Shuangyi laughed wildly, "Grandpa? Yes, it was my hands and feet, but at least I didn't do anything ruthlessly, just let the maid put a little bit of sleeping pills in his tea! ”

"You!" Lu Yiyou grabbed his throat, and his emotions rose violently like flames.

"Bastard!" He roared angrily, and only let go of his hands when others pulled him.

"You know that grandpa is usually not in good health, since you have been waiting for so many years, why can't you wait for grandpa to be like dirt?"

He asked people to put medicine in his grandfather's tea, just to make the will effective.

Grandpa is already old, where do you need others to toss like this, it won't take another two or three years, and it will naturally be in the ground.

Why is Lu Shuangyi in such a hurry? Hurt to be ruthless?

Lu Shuangyi smiled contemptuously, "How do I know if his old man has taken the lives of our parents and our parents?" Old and immortal? It can't be that he doesn't die for a day, and I don't get in place for a day, right? ”

This Lu style has been occupied by Lu Yiyou for so many years, he can be regarded as the illegitimate son of the Lu family, is there a problem with wanting to have the same scenery as him Lu Yiyou?

"You!" Lu Yiyou pointed to the rumored younger brother, snorted from his nose, and then shook his hand and prepared to leave.

But before leaving, he was pulled straight by Lu Shuangyi, "Now my shares are thirty-one, and yours is thirty." ”

Lu Shuangyi's provocative look was particularly proud. He raised his wrist and looked at his Vacheron Constantin watch, "There are still about six hours left, and everything has already settled, Lu Shi, it is still mine." ”

Lu Yiyou chuckled, looked at Lu Shuangyi in front of him with some anger, and turned to leave.

The back is clean and neat, and the footsteps are meteoric.

In the conference room, Lu Shuangyi was the only one left, laughing wildly.

That momentum, as if he was going to get back everything he had lost in the past ten years.

In a land-style hospital.

It does not accept visits from outsiders, so the huge hospital is unusually cold.

Li Nanqing shook his head with a bad face, and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Lu's body is already in bad condition, not to mention whether he can wake up in the past forty-eight hours, and even whether he can wake up again is a question." ”

Lu Yiyou closed his eyes, and his rapid breathing revealed his emotions.

He seemed to have cried when everyone died ten years ago.

I don't remember exactly, but the feeling of despair spreading through his heart once again wrapped him in death.

Lu Shanhe is his only relative in this world.

If he had followed in the footsteps of his parents to heaven, there would be no one in this world who was related to him.

Outside the ward at the moment, the silence is terrifying.

All the sounds around them became small and terrifying.

Lu Yiyou cried hysterically, and his emotions that had collapsed for more than forty hours finally became presumptuous.

His cry was a hint of desperation at the end of the struggle, and his hands kept pulling at his already messy hair.

The thin lips were torn into a straight line, and between gasps was an uncomfortable choking sound.

Li Nanqing's eyes were red.

He knew how strong Lu Yiyou was, and it was precisely because he knew this that he also had red eyes.

In front of the world, Lu Yiyou is covered in armor, he never shows too much emotion in front of the world, and was even selected by the media as the most unfilial rich man of the year.

said that he couldn't accompany his grandfather to a meal for a year.

In fact, every time he was free, he went to Grandpa Lu's seaside villa, and a year or two ago, he said that it was his only typhoon shelter.

Later, the reason why he was no longer diligent in and out was because Cheng Shiman intervened in the relationship between their grandparents and grandchildren, which made him very helpless.

How arrogant and ruthless Lu Yiyou was in front of outsiders in the past, how sad and desperate he is today.

Li Nanqing bent down and patted him on the shoulder and asked, "What about Shang Wu?" ”

At this time, Lu Yiyou should be so desperate to have someone by his side to accompany him!

Lu Yiyou raised his face, his ink eyes were bloodshot, haggard and weak, he shook his head, "When this kind of bone-eating poisonous heart, I don't want her to get involved." ”

His happiness, he wanted to share with her, but his sadness and despair, he didn't want to.

Shang Wu is the spirit of the mountain, the note jumping on the tip of the pen.

She is so young and energetic, so bright and beautiful, what belongs to her, should be the most vibrant.

Instead, this lifeless everything.

At the end of the hospital's neat corridor, a shadow casts.

Li Nanqing squinted his eyes and looked around for a while, then patted Lu Yiyou on the shoulder.

At this moment, the time should be handed over to the two of them, as for him, observe Grandpa Lu's situation in the ward, what if there is a miracle?

A shadow leaves, and a shadow comes along.

Lu Yiyou's desolate ink eyes raised, "Shang Wu? ”

The tone was full of barrenness and scribbling, and there was a longing that was hidden.

Shang Wu almost instantly, tears fell straight down.

Douda's tears swept through the air, landed on Lu Yiyou's face, and then slipped quietly.

She bent down, and a glimmer of light filtered through the window of the gallery, spilling between their cheeks.

Shang Wu held his face, and the feeling of Ying Ying's grip made her feel so distressed that it was difficult to attach.

"It's only been less than two days, and you've lost weight again."

Yes, he was thin, and her heart was pinched up.

Lu Yiyou opened his mouth, but his words were already hoarse, "Why are you here?" ”

She simply crouched down and accompanied him.

Shang Wu's delicate palm kept wiping the tears around his eyes, "Come and accompany you!" ”

A simple sentence, but it shows all her thoughts.

She didn't want to be there just when he was in the limelight.

Three years ago, the day she witnessed her father's death, was surrounded at the airport, and fled to Africa in a hurry, she thought about it countless times on the plane, but there was only one figure in her mind.

At that moment, how much she hoped that the person who would be by her side and accompany her through the difficult time was Lu Yiyou.

Unfortunately, by chance, they missed each other.

But now, she is glad that although she came a little late, she still came.

Lu Yiyou's tearful face had a hint of smile, which was very contradictory, and it made people feel sad when they saw it.

"Shang Wu, I changed Shang Shi back for you."

He happily shared the news with her.

Shang Wu nodded, a delicate kiss on top of his tears.

"I know, I know." She had heard this from Jack before she came.

Shang Wu wiped the tears from his lips with his lips, "You are so stupid, why do you have to change Shang Shi at such a juncture." ”

He knew how important the one percent stake was, but he still changed Shang Shi like a fool.

Thinking of this, Shang Wu's tears couldn't stop flowing.

Lu Yiyou saw her so sad, so he could only smile and coax her, "Don't cry, don't cry, you should be happy, shouldn't you?" ”

How can this be called Shang Wu?

She thumped his chest complainingly, "Happy, you're going to be pushed down." ”

This man, does he really not care or pretends not to care?

Lu Yiyou helped her wipe her tears in turn, "It has nothing to do with this one percent, as long as the Qiao family and the Liang family want to bring Lu Shuangyi up, there will be ten percent of the shares in their hands combined, and Lu Shuangyi will naturally not lack the one percent I transferred to him." ”

His magnetic voice seemed empty in the corridor.

Shang Wu listened to this, and his heart felt a little better. She was afraid that the stupid man in front of her would do something stupid for Shang Shi.

But fortunately, this one percent is not the decisive factor.

Now Liang Guodong still holds 5% of the shares, and Qiao Zhen also holds 5% of the shares.

As long as they are determined to support Lu Shuangyi to take the position, 30% of the combined equity of the two will be transferred to Lu Shuangyi in the contract, and the rest, I am afraid that as long as it is urgently needed, the contract transfer will continue.

Shang Wu looked up and glanced at the door of the ward before helping Lu Yiyou to stand up from the floor.

"Grandpa, can I go see him?"

Lu Yiyou took a deep breath and calmed down his emotions, "I'll ask Doctor Li to open the curtains of the ward, and you can watch it from here." Grandpa's health is getting worse and worse, and now he is on infusion to maintain his life, and the nurse said that there can only be medical staff in the room. ”

Shang Wu nodded, "Okay." ”

In a few moments, the curtains of the hospital room were drawn.

The gray curtains were pulled together, and Shang Wu could see the scene inside the hospital room through the clean window.

Except for the machines necessary to sustain life, there was nothing else.

A nurse and a doctor looked blankly at the data on the machine's display.

The person lying on the bed seems to have aged a lot in the past two days.

The Grandpa Lu in my memory is the one who is on dragon crutches, gives her a big red envelope with a smile, and asks her to buy whatever she wants.

He smiled so kindly, without the slightest arrogance of a rich and noble family.

Shang Wu felt at that time that Lu Shanhe was a generous and kind-hearted old man, and his good grandson was also a reliable person.

It turned out that her speculations were all correct.

The clock on the promenade turned silently.

Jack still rushed over and reported in a gloomy voice: "Mr. Lu, in less than four hours, the will will take effect." ”