"Jiang Yan, everyone in the circle is rumoring that Weng Xingwang is dead."

Zhang Dan on the other end of the phone said.

Just this morning, an ambulance stopped at the gate of Dongsheng, and Weng Xingwang, who was lying on a stretcher, was taken to the hospital without blood.

Although Dongsheng tried his best to suppress this matter, there were too many onlookers.

Weng Xingwang on the stretcher vomited blood, and he didn't even have the strength to speak, and kept instructing Mu Qingya, who was standing next to him, as if he was preparing for the future.

"I see."

Jiang Yan was surprised in his heart, and then hung up the phone.

Jiang Yan learned from Mu Qingya a long time ago that Weng Xingwang had lung cancer, but the condition was under control, and Weng Xingwang had the idea of retiring, in fact, he was also doing this, handing over the rights and shares to Mu Qingya.

Could it be that the condition has worsened and lung cancer has become advanced in the early stage?

Weng Xingwang sighed, and an ugly smile erupted from his old bark-like face.

The originally chaotic corridor instantly quieted down, and Mu Qingya put on a protective suit and walked into the intensive care unit.

I guess hate.

"Don't talk a bit, the doctor said that your condition has stabilized and it won't be long before you will be discharged."

In his early years, Weng Xingwang concentrated on his career and didn't care much about his family, and his wife died very early, as for the reason, Mu Qingya never heard Weng Xingwang, and mentioned it to Weng Xingwang's father, who was like a brother.

Crunch –

The secretary shook his head, and Weng Xingwang smiled.

Hearing the news of Weng Xingwang's death, Jiang Yan did not have much fluctuation in his heart.

In the eyes of others, Dongsheng is still the same Dongsheng, and it has not had any impact because of Weng Xingwang's death, and whether Mu Qingya can consolidate Dongsheng's position as a leading entertainment company in China, or even go further, Dongsheng's management has put a question mark in their hearts.

"Jiang Yan."

Mu Qingya lied.

Weng Xingwang was like an old lion in his twilight years, trying his best to say the last words in this upper world.

This kind of deformity can even be called a perverted desire to control, which made him win every battle and never missed, but he ran into Jiang Yan when he was dying of old age.

There was no word all night, and with the dawn of the morning, Mu Qingya sat on the chair that originally belonged to Weng Xingwang.

"Jiang Yan, ruined him!"

In the corridor, Mu Qingya sat on a chair.

"Take care of the chairman, I'll come over tomorrow."

In Yanjing General Hospital, the corridor was filled with the pungent smell of medical alcohol, and Mu Qingya and many eastern elevated floors walked back and forth.

It was not his own problem to break with Dongsheng, but Weng Xingwang was insatiable and tried to change the movie's fifty-five points to seventy-three, or even eighty-two.

Weng Xingwang made a will, and all the shares will be handed over to Mu Qingya after his death, which means that Mu Qingya will be the real ruler of Dongsheng in the future.

"Really?" Weng Xingwang swept past Mu Qingya and looked at the loyal secretary who had followed him for more than 30 years.

Mu Qingya was silent, after all, Weng Xingwang himself was a person with a strong desire to control.

"I have encountered too many ups and downs in my life, although there are twists and turns, they can be resolved, which can be regarded as smooth sailing, but also caused my desire to control much stronger."

"Remember to wear more clothes when it's cold, if you can quit smoking, it's better to quit, it's not good for your health, and you must take good care of our daughter."

….

Jiang Yan had a lot of thoughts, if Weng Xingwang really died, the impact on Beifeng Entertainment and so on.

"Alas"

"Except for the chairman's secretary, everyone else should disperse and do their own thing." Mu Qingya, who was facing away from everyone, took a deep breath, turned her head and said expressionlessly.

Mu Qingya told the secretary that she had to deal with a lot of things and couldn't delay time in the hospital, which was also what Weng Xingwang meant.

The woman's voice from the mobile phone was very gentle, Mu Qingya only remembered where she seemed to have heard it, it seemed to be when she was a child?

This is a recording that lasts for more than an hour, and the woman talks to herself, and the words are full of Weng Xing

Wang's concern and reluctance.

"Doctor, how's it going?"

Weng Xingwang only had one daughter under his knees, and he broke with him, settled abroad and vowed never to return.

After Weng Xingwang's death, Mu Qingya officially became the chairman of Dongsheng.

Soon Mu Qingya knew that the woman's voice was coming from the mobile phone on the table.

Mu Qingya asked anxiously.

Mu Qingya rubbed her eyebrows, and raised her head from time to time to look at the rescue room in front of her.

"Temporarily rescued, but the patient's physical condition is not optimistic." The doctor shook his head and said there was nothing he could do.

Listening to the woman's voice, Weng Xingwang slowly closed his eyes, and suddenly thought of something.

Crunch –

In her impression, Weng Xingwang has never failed in doing anything, and he is strategizing leisurely, who would have thought that the young Jiang Yan could become his obsession, and he did not forget to say the three words ruined him before he died.

It's so sudden!

Weng Xingwang, who was lying on the hospital bed with tubes all over his body, had blank eyes and a painful expression, seeing Mu Qingya and the loyal secretary who had been with him for more than thirty years, he nodded and began to read in pieces.

From the beginning of mutual benefit, towards a win-win situation, to today's difficult end.

Weng Xingwang's office is located on the highest floor of Dongsheng, and she can easily overlook the entire Yanjing, Mu Qingya, who has not slept all night, has no heart to enjoy the scenery, she has just received a call, and Weng Xingwang's condition has deteriorated again, and time is running out.

Weng Xingwang's face was even paler than yesterday, and he even seemed to be struggling to speak, breathing as if he were at the end of his life.

Weng Xingwang himself is old, and the lung cancer has deteriorated again to the point of uncontrollable, and it is a miracle that he can be rescued.

Mu Qingya's eyes were gloomy.

Looking at Weng Xingwang, who stopped breathing, Mu Qingya stood in place with mixed feelings.

It all happened so suddenly!

No one thought that Weng Xingwang, who had a normal complexion and seemed to be in good spirits, would faint in the office.

Weng Xingwang spoke in a very soft voice, and before Mu Qingya could answer, Weng Xingwang muttered to himself.

Mu Qingya chuckled in her heart, she instantly understood what the doctor meant, and watched Weng Xingwang being transferred to the intensive care unit.

"Do you think it's important to live well enough, or to live long enough?"

Weng Xingwang's tone was neither happy nor sad, making it impossible to hear his inner thoughts.

"Didn't you let go of it in the end?"

Still the familiar pungent smell of medical alcohol potion, Mu Qingya stood outside the ward, she heard a woman's voice, and looked at the secretary who had followed Weng Xingwang for many years in surprise.

What made Mu Qingya feel strange was that there was only Weng Xingwang lying on the bed in the ward, and no woman was found.

Now that Beifeng Entertainment is developing rapidly, there is no need for him to return to Dongsheng.

If you can be a boss, who wants to be a part-time worker?

During the orderly filming of "The Tuner", the doubts of "The Condor Heroes" disappeared.

Time flies, and it's the end of August in the blink of an eye, and September is an extremely lively month for the public!

(End of chapter)

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