Chapter 170: The Man on the Throne
Su Weiyan pulled down the quilt that covered her face, smiled and said softly, "Get up, don't do anything."
Right Frost let out an incomprehensible "ah".
Su Weiyan heard something else, and he said lightly, "Frost is disappointed?"
Right Frost turned his face away and muttered, "No."
Su Weiyan touched her head, smoothed the little fool's hair, leaned over and dropped a kiss on her forehead, got up and chuckled, "I'll go buy breakfast, and Frost will get up first."
Right Frost muttered submissively, "Okay..."
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Su Chengyan read the information overnight, wrote down the final operation details on a piece of paper, and handed it to the special assistant: "Let's do this."
The assistant didn't even dare to pick up the piece of paper: "Mr. Cheng, this is too risky, I suggest you think about it first."
Su Chengyan's eyes had a faint cyan: "The longer the time drags on, the more troublesome it becomes, and now I want it soon."
The assistant hesitated, "Then do you want to notify the shareholders you are familiar with?"
Su Chengyan glanced at him coldly: "If the news leaks, what is the point of this action?"
The assistant hurriedly said, "I'm just worried that because of this incident, the shareholders will not be against you in the future."
Su Chengyan said contemptuously: "I will talk about it after I appear first, and I am worried that the audience will be dissatisfied and tied up before I appear on the stage, is there still a chance to appear?"
The assistant still felt that it was inappropriate: "Then Mr. Su, aren't you worried, after all, it's your father, if this matter breaks out, I'm afraid..."
Su Chengyan's gaze fell on the piece of paper: "It's just right, he needs a lesson."
He raised his eyes and stared at the assistant: "Within three days, to implement this matter, everyone needs to be caught off guard, understand?"
The assistant respectfully took the piece of paper, a little nervous: "Understood."
When Su Tao returned to the old mansion, Su Weiyan had just finished coaxing the little fool and returned to the old mansion.
The father and son collided head-on, and Su Tao snorted coldly.
Su Weiyan smiled and stopped: "Are you still angry?"
Su Tao's face was tense.
And Su said slowly, "Next, there will be something that makes you even more angry, you might as well wait and see."
Moreover, he doesn't have to do it, he just needs to wait for the fisherman to make a profit.
What a big show.
Su Tao thought he was showing off his might, and said angrily, "Do you take my father in your eyes?"
Su Weiyan lowered his eyes and smiled, his expression nonchalant: "Of course there is."
He looked at Zhou Wanyu, and Zhou Wanyu immediately handed him a book.
Su Weiyan took the book and said with a smile: "I recently read a book, and I think some truths are very in line with you."
Su Tao didn't understand what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
And the sun fell on Su Weiyan's eyes, and he smiled lightly, but he was only unpredictable and bottomless:
"If a person tries hard to get something, in fact, as long as he is calm and calm, he can easily achieve his goal without realizing it, but if he tries too hard, makes too much trouble, is too naïve, is too inexperienced, cries, makes trouble, and scratches, like a child pulling a tablecloth, the result is nothing, just pulling all the good things on the table to the ground, and never getting it."
Su Tao realized that he was scolding himself, and said coldly, "Have you said enough?"
And Su Weiyan smiled without hesitation and handed the book out.
Su Tao saw the title of the book in his spare time.
"The Castle" Kafka.
Su Wei's tone was relaxed: "The last public relations incident was too much like a child pulling a tablecloth, and I didn't even want to make a move, I think that in less than half a month, someone will teach you what is called an adult's way of competition."
Su Tao thought that Su was talking about himself, and Su Tao said angrily: "You think that your wings are stiff now, I see how long you can sit in that position."
He took the book and threw it on the ground.
Su Weiyan looked at him like he was really watching a child tear the tablecloth, too funny and too naïve, and said helplessly, "Since you
If you don't like it, you'll have to miss out on this good book."
Su Tao turned around and left.
It's just that he doesn't know that this book is Kafka's last, unfinished and has no good ending.
It's really, so appropriate.
Until the end, the protagonist failed to enter the castle.
Su Tao is also not qualified to participate in the competition for JH.
Abruptly stopped,
For him, it was the best ending.
Su Tao left with a black face, leaving the book alone and falling to the ground.
Su Yuyan leaned over to pick it up and patted the dust on it.
Zhou Wanyu looked at the book, but said softly, "He has no identity, no relatives, no real friends. It seemed that the whole village he was in was hostile to him."
Su raised her eyes to look at her.
Zhou Wanyu's eyes were soft: "You are not the same as the protagonist, maybe you are not alone."
Su Weiyan only laughed self-deprecatingly: "The misfortune of the world is made up of hordes of devils, but as long as there is no unity, even if all the devils care for me, what is the use?"
He doesn't need anyone's help, and in this family, his loneliness is already the norm.
More than anyone else, he was used to solitude.
You can sit high on the throne and watch those people fight for power,
Zhou Wanyu looked at this child who he watched grow up, and he eventually became a lonely person.
Fortunately, at least he has not lost the ability to love people, and someone can give him warmth and care.
Su Wei's tone was shallow, suspended in the air like sunlight: "You have surrendered to the inheritance for twenty years, watching us grow up, watching Su Tao become more and more useless, who do you think in your heart should be the one who has the inheritance right?"
Zhou Wanyu looked at the "Castle": "Of course it is the person who is already sitting on the throne of the castle."
She raised her eyes and looked at Su with a slight smile, "Isn't it?"
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On the big weekend, You Fanshuang didn't sleep lazy, and went to the office building early in the morning to see Xiao Qi and Zhou Shanye write the contract for a while, and the three of them chatted for a while.
But when I went back, I met people I didn't want to see.
almost bumped into Chen Yansui head-on, and You Fanshuang tried his best to pretend not to see it, but it was difficult to pretend not to see it.
Chen Yansui suddenly said, "Today is the seventeenth."
Right Frost only felt inexplicable, she glanced at him, and then withdrew her gaze to leave.
Chen Yansui stood with his back to her: "It's only three months, we broke up at this time three months ago, I thought you liked me very much, and it turned out that you were just using me."
Right Fanshuang hesitated: "Why don't you sue me directly and claim mental damages from me."
Chen Yansui turned around and looked at her condescendingly, feeling unconvinced: "Do you think I lack this money?"
Right Fanshuang said helplessly: "But you suddenly come from time to time, I feel very troubled."
Right Fanshuang pointed to his eyes: "At the beginning, you said that my eyes were very similar to Ju Mang, trying to humiliate me, saying that I bite the spoon when I eat cake, she never does this, and inexplicably let me learn Ju Mang a little more if I have the ability, I just happened to be a little like Ju Mang, you say that I am not qualified to learn from her."
Chen Yansui looked into her eyes.
Clean and gentle, and her and Jumang's eyes are black and white, both round, looking simple and clear, plus they are gentle and gentle when they speak, they are really godlike.
Sometimes, he is afraid to look at the right frost's eyes, and the sentence is like it, which can make him panic more than the sentence.
This similarity scared him, and he was afraid that Right Fanshuang felt that he chose her because of Jumang.
But he couldn't say it.
He never expressed true feelings.
Listening to her rehash of the old story now, he even had some heart palpitations.
Right Fanshuang said helplessly: "And it doesn't seem to be the seventeenth, I remember that it was the seventh that day."
She just happened to have a period, and the pain was dying, and she didn't have much energy to perfunctory Chen Yansui, not to mention that she and Chen Yansui were not in love in the first place, but two people who were not normal tortured each other.
At that time, she had already given up her life, thinking that she could take a look at these eyes before she couldn't live, even if she was a little wronged.
Chen Yansui probably also likes Jumang for four years, but there is no result at all, he is about to go crazy, find some sense of existence from her.
Chen Yansui was stunned.
Just Xiao Qi caught up: "Sister Right, make a copy of your ID card, I forgot to file it for us, and I'm afraid that there will be a mistake in paying wages tomorrow."
After Xiao Qi finished speaking, he saw Chen Yansui, and realized that he was in the Shura field, so he subconsciously took a step back.
You Fanshuang glanced at Chen Yansui helplessly, took out his wallet from his bag, and when he took out his ID card, another card fell to the ground.
Xiao Qi bent down to help pick it up.
Chen Yansui's gaze froze.
That black card can only be applied for by customers with a net worth of more than 10 million pounds.
When Xiao Qi handed the card to Right Fanshuang, Right Fanshuang was a little puzzled: "Hey, this card is mine?"
When did she open this card?