Song Xiang nodded, thinking of the regrets between his parents, he couldn't help but feel regretful.
Turning around and about to go upstairs, she suddenly stopped again and turned to look at Rong Zhe.
"Miss? Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing, I just remembered Aunt An." Song Xiang smiled and said casually: "She and Dong Yan are really lucky."
Rong Zhe frowned slightly and hummed without leaving any trace, "Some luck is stolen by chance. Maybe it will be taken away by God at some point."
These words already sounded like a curse.
Song Xiang yawned at the right time and said, "I'm so sleepy. Uncle Zhe should go to bed early."
"Good night." Rong Zhe said.
Song Xiang replied, turned around and went upstairs with a normal expression, but put a little force on the hand holding the railing.
After coming back from Tianjin City, she had been remembering Mr. Yang's words. When she heard Rong Zhe's words just now, she had a hunch that there was one most important thing that she hadn't figured out.
After returning to the room, I tidied up a little and lay down, when I received a message from Yan Han.
She breathed a sigh of relief and told him about the board meeting tomorrow morning.
"Don't be afraid, I'll support you." His voice came over.
Song Xiang sat up immediately, "No, it's just a meeting, they can't swallow me up."
Yan Han was silent for a long time, as if he was busy and couldn't reply to the message on time.
Song Xiang checked his location and found that he was still at Yan's headquarters.
It's almost twelve o'clock, and he has been working overtime all night.
After a while, Yan Han sent a voice message, just to reassure her, and then nothing more happened.
He had to work overtime, but Song Xiang refused to disturb him anymore, stopped the conversation, and forced himself to sleep.
I've been dreaming a lot lately. I can switch between several dreams once I wake up until dawn. When I wake up in the morning, my head feels groggy.
I opened my eyes and saw that the time was just half past six.
The Nanrong Group is no worse than the Yan Group in terms of size, but its focus is not on the country. This is a meeting of global leaders, which is of extraordinary significance.
Song Xiangcai had been in charge of Yue Ji for less than half a year. He was facing this kind of battle for the first time. He would be lying if he said he wasn't nervous.
When he got downstairs, Rong Boye had already gotten up and was sitting downstairs waiting for him.
"Dad, do you want to accompany me?"
Rong Boye looked vain. Hearing her question, he smiled slightly, "Are you afraid?"
Song Xiang was a little embarrassed, put her hands behind her back, walked half a circle around the table, and came to Rong Boye.
"I'm not afraid, I'm just worried about embarrassing you."
Rong Boye leaned back and said in a cold and arrogant tone, "Don't worry, even if you lose someone, they will pretend not to see you, and they might even praise you for being so embarrassed."
Song Xiang: "..."
No wonder there were so many foolish kings in ancient times.
While they were talking, the servant pushed Chu Xun over from the next yard.
Song Xiang was surprised, "Brother, why do you get up so early?"
Chu Xun's face was also green, he closed his mouth and coughed twice, and said with difficulty: "It's your first time to go, it would be more appropriate for me to accompany you."
Seeing him in this state, Song Xiang was really embarrassed to ask him to follow him, but after taking a look at Rong Boye's attitude, he didn't seem to object.
"Then I'll trouble you, big brother."
Chu Xun forced a smile and took the porridge served by the servant.
The table was quiet and breakfast passed normally.
At 7:10, Song Xiang and Chu Xun went out to inspect Nanrong Building in advance.
Nanrong was formerly known as Rong Family. It was integrated and renamed more than 20 years ago. The center of gravity is overseas. The so-called headquarters has long existed in name only, and dozens of floors above and below have been rented out.