A group of people rushed forward to send the old man to the car, and Meng Ziyi symbolically squeezed a few tears in front of everyone, and then got into the ambulance.

"Who are the patient's family." After waiting for a long time, someone finally came out of the operating room.

"I, I, I." Meng Ziyi pretended to be anxious and greeted him.

Noticing that the doctor's face was dark, not to mention how happy Mencius Yi was, if it weren't for the wrong occasion, she would definitely laugh out loud.

As expected, the probability of the old man waking up is very low.

"We will definitely do our best to save it." As the words fell, a few tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. Out of sympathy, the doctor comforted him and went in again.

Six hours after the old man came out, Meng Ziyi stood outside the ICU for a while, leaving under the pretext that everyone didn't know where she was going.

Bishui Manor, without the panic of last night, is so calm that people can't think of what happened last night. The bright red blood was gone, and looking at the clean and white floor on the ground, Mencius was relieved.

In this way, the fingerprints left by himself last night can be regarded as a trace of destruction.

"Miss." I didn't expect her to appear, and the maid looked surprised.

"I'll come back and get something, you go get busy." Say whatever you want, and take a few people away.

"Yes."

She drove to the study and rummaged through it a few times. The old man's private seal has always been placed in the study, but there is no one at this time, I am afraid that he has long been suspicious of himself.

The door of the study opened slightly, revealing a pair of eyes.

Meng Ziyi carefully observed the surrounding environment, and there was no one outside the corridor. While looking around vigilantly, he walked towards the old man's bedroom.

The room was orderly, not at all like it had been a nap.

No one has been in the room since the accident. Usually cleaning or something, you have to get his permission before the maid comes in. At this moment, he was lying in the hospital, and no one dared to enter alone, except for Meng Ziyi, of course.

Time is limited, and she can't take care of too much, so Meng Ziyi looks for traces.

Time passed minute by minute, and there was still no clue in the whole room being turned upside down, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

The phone rang at an inopportune time, just when I was irritable, I was just about to hang up the phone, scan the caller ID, and connect.

"Miss, the board of directors is preparing to elect a new chairman." The person who spoke was the old man's secretary, and his words were very hurried.

"Who leaked the news, how will they know." Meng Ziyi scolded sternly.

In a busy tone, the secretary took the phone away from his ear.

Just in case, on the night of the accident, Meng Ziyi asked everyone to block the news.

Now the news is spreading, and in the blink of an eye, the entire high-level knows about it. It is imperative for them to come to the board meeting for their own benefit.

Outside the ICU, the secretary stood motionless, looking at the people inside with some uncertainty in his eyes. The man was full of medical equipment, and he was suddenly killed when he was supposed to be in good time.

"Chairman ......" turned and left.

Hearing the news, Meng Ziyi was angry for only a moment before calming down, and another phone call was made.

"How's it going?" The woman asked.

"It went well." Chen Yancong replied.

Now that everything is ready, all that is left is Dongfeng Feng, and when Shurui Media Meng Ziyi entered the door, the board of directors had already begun. Glimpsing the person who came, the previously lively office was suddenly silent.

"Why, are you in such a hurry to usurp the throne? When I'm dead. Meng Ziyi showed momentum.

"Ziyi, we are also thinking about the company. Paper can't keep the fire after all, if you don't take this opportunity to change the chairman, when the news is known, everyone will inevitably be in trouble. "What Mr. Cheng said is reasonable.

Shurui Company was founded by him and the old man, and for so many years, he has been a small director, and I am afraid that no matter who it is, he will be dissatisfied.

"Really? I don't have to thank you for your long-term vision. "Mencius Yi choked people with a set.

When the two were competing against each other, one of them turned into a peacemaker and spoke, "Since Ziyi is also here, let's go together." ”

Meng Ziyi also holds shares in his hands, so he is still qualified to participate in the board of directors.

"Okay, let's get started." The presiding officer spoke.

Shurui Media has an unwritten rule that whoever has the chairman's private seal will become the next chairman, which is why Meng Ziyi is looking for it.

At present, the old man is in the intensive care ward, and everyone does not know where he is. I had no choice but to adopt the most primitive method: whoever owns more shares is the new chairman.

Among the group, Mr. Cheng has the highest share, which is why he hurriedly convened the board of directors. It seemed that it must have been doomed, but Meng Ziyi's sudden appearance disrupted all plans.

"Yes, you are sure that Mr. Cheng has the most shares." Meng Ziyi opened his mouth quietly.

"Ziyi, I know you want the chairman's position too. But the facts are in front of you, so you should accept it honestly. Mr. Cheng persuaded. His ambitions are undisguised, but he owns the most shares, and the directors are helpless.

"I remember that Cheng always has 20 percent of the shares, right?" The crowd didn't quite understand what she was saying.

"The other directors in this room have a combined 24 percent stake." Meng Ziyi ignored everyone's puzzled eyes and continued.

Everyone is even more confused, counting shares, what kind of operation is this.

"Godfather has 35 percent, I have 15 percent, and the rest of the shares are scattered." In order to motivate the fighting spirit of the employees, the old man gave some shares to some old employees. With that, she threw out a document.

"Here's the rest of the shares, let's take a look."

Everyone reached out and took it, and 21 percent appeared in front of them. Unknowingly, the scattered shares have been acquired by Meng Ziyi, and at this moment, except for the shares in the hands of the old man, she has the most.

"Impossible, how can it be." The power at his fingertips, so gone, Cheng is unwilling.

"Mr. Cheng, it is written in black and white." Meng Ziyi replied, "Everyone, from now on, I will serve as the new director of the company, and I hope you will give me more advice." "On the surface, Meng Ziyi did a lot of work.

She secretly congratulated herself on her wit: she was afraid that she would not be able to find the private seal, so before going home that night, Meng Ziyi specially explained Chen Yancong's matter.

Today was not a fluke, everything was just in her plan. The board of directors got its wish, but unexpectedly but reasonably, Meng Ziyi became the new chairman.

Only then did Mr. Cheng react, he fell into a trap. Whoever meets the board of directors today has already been decided.

Hearing that Meng Ziyi became the new chairman, the old man's secretary was overjoyed. Thinking that it is finally saved, the biggest threat is actually the person in front of him.

He only knew the final result, and because of his status, the secretary did not have the authority to attend the meeting, so he naturally did not know the whole process.

found out that he was planning and planning, but he made a wedding dress for her, and Cheng was always angry.

Putting down the harsh words, "I'll wait and see." With such a little girl wanting to be in charge of Shurui Media, Mr. Cheng looks like watching a play.

In the police station, Xu Wen and Lin Qingmeng presented the evidence together.

A major event in his heart is over, and Lin Qingmeng's heart can be regarded as a little landing, and now there is only a suitable time left.

"You go up first, I still have some business." The two went downstairs to the community, but Xu Wen did not get out of the car.

"Oh." Noticing that he didn't want to say it, Lin Qingmeng didn't ask.

The man drove away, and the dust kicked up flew messily.

In the Jingbei City Men's Prison, under the leadership of the prison guards, Xu Wen came to a room.

After a while, a person appeared. The person who came was none other than the paparazzi from earlier.

"I've confessed my sins, what else do you want." The paparazzi were impatient and made a gesture to leave.

"You don't want to see your mother?" Xu Wen spoke calmly.

Hit the snake and hit seven inches, Xu Wen is seven inches to pinch the paparazzi. Sure enough, the paparazzi were in a hurry.

"What do you want to do?"

"Didn't do anything, ask." Xu Wen seemed to be careless, his words were full of threats, and he took out a stack of photos and handed them over.

The paparazzi eagerly took the photos, all of which were their own mothers without exception. Out of professionalism, the paparazzi knew at a glance that it was a candid photo.

"Facts." Although there are only two words, it can be a deterrent and powerful.

Half an hour later, Xu Wen left.

Meng Ziyi succeeded to the throne, and the business world was bound to set off a bloody storm. The unheard of little girl suddenly became the executor of Shurui Media, and no one could accept it.

There was no doubt that Lin Chen's situation was even more difficult. Not only did Shangcheng Company give up on her, but with Meng Ziyi's support, Huang Yuexuan also dealt with her head-on.

Some of the old people of Shurui Media, Meng Ziyi dismissed under the pretext of dismissal. The old man's secretary realized that something was wrong, but it was too late.

She gradually withdrew the shares in the hands of the directors, and wanted to make Shurui Media truly her bag, and she saw that she was about to surpass the shares in the hands of the old man.

"Mr. Meng." Although he was dissatisfied, for the sake of the future, the secretary was still respectful.

"You've been with your godfather for decades." Mencius Yi came to the sentence.

"Almost twenty years." Suddenly recalling the past, the secretary obviously revealed sadness.

"You've worked so hard for so many years, it's time to retire and take care of your days."

"You ......" Meng Ziyi changed his words, and the secretary reacted for a long time before he understood the meaning of the words, "Mr. Ke is so good to you and treats you as his own daughter, how can you treat him like this." He gritted his teeth, and at this moment he wanted to devour Mencius alive.

"I'm also thinking about my godfather, after all, no one wants to see the company fall into the hands of outsiders." What Meng Ziyi said is reasonable and well-founded.

"You're going to regret it." The secretary let go of the harsh words, and with a loud bang, the door slammed shut.

In front of the bright floor-to-ceiling window, Meng Ziyi looked down at everything, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This day, she finally waited.

When he was happy, there was a knock at the door, "Come in." "I was in a good mood and there was a lot of joy in my tone.

"I'm in a good mood." Chen Yan glanced at her micro-expression.

"What's the matter with me?" Meng Ziyi did not hide his pride.

The reason why he was able to successfully win the throne this time was that Chen Yan made a lot of efforts. Meng Ziyi was also very atmospheric, and the first thing he did when he succeeded in taking the position was to promote him.

"What's next?" Now Lin Qingmeng is deeply involved in plagiarism, controversy continues, and Xu Wen has also resigned from the company. This battle smoothly made them all regret that they shouldn't have looked up to the two of them so highly.

"Not yet, hold a press conference first, and talk about them later." Finally won the company, at this moment Meng Ziyi just wanted to quietly enjoy the pleasure brought by this supreme power, and everything else was postponed.

"It's better to hurry up and avoid changes later." Chen Yancong always had a sense of ominousness, and reminded him before leaving.