Chapter Thirty-Seven: What Difficulties Are the Song Clan Encountering Now?
When he came to the garage, Shen Ziyan saw Xiao Nianen's dazzling red Maserati, which was in obvious contrast with the white walls of the garage.
Xiao Nianen leaned on the saddle with one hand on his head, his gaze wandering in the distance without focus.
Shen Ziyan had never seen Xiao Nianen so empty, and his heart couldn't help but tremble, and he instinctively thought of Song Yimo.
"Miss Xiao."
Shen Ziyan interrupted her thoughts with a flat shout.
Before she came, she had already looked for her grandfather, hoping that her grandfather would be able to save the Song family, but Old Man Xiao said, "In the past, when he Song Yimo was still intact, I couldn't look down on him as my grandson-in-law, and now he is a waste, why should I let me save him!" And he sent him away.
She really likes Song Yimo, and it can even be said that she loves her, but she was born in such a family, and her personality is inevitably a little flamboyant, but her heart is not mixed with any impurities, and even now she knows that he may have to lie down in this life, and she never thought of giving up on him, so she licked her face and came to Shen Ziyan.
"Get in the car!"
Shen Ziyan stared at Xiao Nianen, probing her purpose.
Although I didn't get an answer at half-ring, I still got into the car.
As soon as Shen Ziyan got into the car, before he could sit down, Xiao Nianen stepped on the accelerator and the car flew out. Due to inertia and the fact that the seat belt had not been fastened, Shen Ziyan's forehead was loaded on the windshield with a "tom", and it hurt.
She turned her head to look at Xiao Nianen, whose eyes were wandering, and held back the anger in her heart.
The car drove all the way to the Song Group.
When Xiao Nianen and Shen Ziyan appeared in the Song president's office, Secretary Zhang was burying his head in a pile of documents, and his hairstyle had long since lost his previous freshness and neatness, because he stayed up late, his eyes were bloodshot, and the stubble grew like weeds on his chin, and the whole person looked extremely decadent.
Hearing someone coming in, he glanced up and greeted lightly, "Miss Shen, Miss Xiao, you are here." Then he lowered his head and continued to deal with the matter at hand.
In the past few days, Shen Ziyan had only met him at night, he hadn't mentioned the situation of the Song family, so she didn't ask, she thought he could handle it. But seeing him anxious today, it seems that things are not as good as she thought.
Walking up to his desk, "Secretary Zhang, is the Song family experiencing any difficulties now?" ”
"Shen Ziyan, don't you know what difficulties the Song clan is encountering?!"
Xiao Nianen, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly felt funny when she heard her inquiry, obviously everything was caused by this woman, but now she is pretending not to know here!
Shen Ziyan heard Xiao Nianen's mean rhetorical question, but did not pay attention to it, but still stared at Secretary Zhang.
Secretary Zhang couldn't stand the torture of Shen Ziyan's burning eyes, and put down the pen in his hand, "Originally, the TO withdrawal has brought a lot of blows to the Song family, and now that Mr. Song is unconscious, all the shareholders have put all the responsibility on Mr. Song, and have been applying for Mr. Song, asking him to hand over Song's equity and elect a new president." ”
"......" Shen Ziyan was silent for a few seconds, then turned his head to look at Xiao Nianen.
Xiao Nianen met her eyes and understood what she meant, "Shen Ziyan, I have already begged grandpa, Brother Yimo is like this now, grandpa will not save him at all!" Now the only one who can save Brother Emo is you! It's just you, don't you understand? "At the end of the day, she almost yelled.