After Chen Zhilin and Zhao Mei left, Sister Lan quickly cleaned the table, then brewed a pot of tea, poured a cup of Song Jinde, Lin Xiaoming and Song Zhien each, and then quietly retreated.
Lin Xiaoming took a sip of hot tea and found that the tea was pretty good. Although it was not the Yunwu he liked, it was also a good Longjing.
"Old man Song..."
When Song Jinde heard his name, he interrupted with a wry smile, "You can't call me Uncle Song?"
"I can't do it, I'm used to it." Lin Xiaoming shook his head and pointed to his hand, "Don't care about these details, let's see how my health is!"
Song Jinde reached out his hand.
After Lin Xiaoming took his pulse for a while, he put down his hand, "Yes, he recovered well. According to your current state, if you take good care of it and there is no accident, it should be fine if you live for another ten years! After all, Gu insects
Some of the damage caused to your body is irreversible."
The speaker is unintentional, the listener is intentional!
Song Jinde was extremely touched when he heard this. For him, who is over 50 years, more than ten years have not been much, but these ten years can be said to have been picked up for nothing.
If it weren't for Lin Xiaoming, how could he sit here and drink tea now? His ashes have already been put into the monument!
Lin Xiaoming asked again, "Old Man Song, what are your plans after your health recovery?"
Song Jinde thought for a while, "Grow all kinds of flowers and raise birds!"
Lin Xiaoming almost wanted to ask, are the flowers and birds you mentioned serious?
Song Zhien, who had never made any noise, suddenly interrupted, "Do you plan to go back to Mingde Group?"
Song Jinde smiled, "I am already a dead person now, why are you going back?"
"If you want to survive, it's not easy. I'll just hold a press conference."
Song Jinde shook his head, "I don't want to live anymore!"
"Then you said it earlier!" Lin Xiaoming looked at him in anger, "I'm going to save you for nothing!"
Song Jinde smiled bitterly, "I mean I don't want to live in the public eye anymore, and want to live some of my own life."
Song Zhien's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but frown, "What about Mingde Group's affairs? You don't care?"
Song Jinde spread his hands, "Now you are the chairman, what else do I care about?"
Song Zhien was anxious, "You drove me as the chairman to the shelves and forced me to the shelves!"
"But you are doing a good job now!" Song Jinde said as he wanted to touch her head, but she hid away and had to put away helplessly, "Since you can do it well, why should I worry about it again?
You heard from him just now that I only have more than ten years to live!"
Song Zhien couldn't help it, "Old man, you can't be so irresponsible!"
Although this old man was not a father, it was already a very formal title for Song Jinde, and it could even be said to be a little intimate, so a smile appeared on his face and he looked at him with loving eyes.
"Girl, I'm already old. Even if I really go back to Mingde Group now, I will still hand it over to you in the future. Now, you should just take over the shift in advance!"
"But……"
"I have been working hard for most of my life. Before I fell ill, I almost circled around Mingde Group like a robot, and I didn't even have a chance to breathe. Now I have finally had a rest. Can you just treat it as pity for your father?
Hearing his almost begging tone, Song Zhien's lips squirmed, but in the end he didn't make a sound.
Lin Xiaoming snorted coldly, "Old Man Song, you play the sympathy card very beautifully with this hand!"
Song Jinde has never liked Lin Xiaoming, and it is the same now, but there is no way. This guy is a rare talent. Only he can help his daughter, so if you don’t like it, you have to pinch your nose and endure it.
"Lin Xiaoming, this is not playing the sympathy card, but abdicating and giving up the sage and allowing Zhien to take over."
"But Song Zong and the others did not agree to Zhien taking over your work. Even if she sits in the chairman's position, she will keep stumble on her in the future."
"What does that matter? Aren't you?" Song Jinde disagreed, "I heard you have cleaned them up very well, especially the disobedient thing of Song Zong!"
Lin Xiaoming frowned, "You heard of it?"
Song Jinde smiled, "Although I am here, I know everything outside."
The tiger is three-pointer to death, not to mention that Song Jinde, the tiger, did not die. After coming back to life, he will naturally pay close attention to the Mingde Group's every move.
Song Zhien finally spoke again and said with complaint: "Since you know everything, you won't help us?"
"Girl, it's not that I don't help, but sometimes, before I can use my strength, you have solved the problem." Song Jinde said with emotion: "Looking at you now, I really feel old.
.”
Song Zhien didn't give up, "You really don't care about Mingde Group's affairs anymore?"
Song Jinde nodded, "I have handed it to you, so I will naturally not care about it."
Song Zhien sighed and stood up. He obviously felt that there was nothing to say and was about to leave.
"Wait a minute!" Song Jinde quickly pulled the corner of her clothes, "I have nothing to say!"
Song Zhien had to sit down again, "What's the matter?"
Song Jinde looked at her, then looked at Lin Xiaoming, and then asked with a smile, "When will your wedding be held?"
Lin Xiaoming was stunned, "Wedding?"
Song Jinde nodded, "Yes, aren't you two living together now?"
Song Zhien was immediately fucked and couldn't even raise his head.
Lin Xiaoming subconsciously responded, "I haven't thought about getting married!"
Song Jinde was angry in an instant and fell heavily on the table, "Lin Xiaoming, what are you saying? My daughter will give you a waste of sleep?"
The tea splashed, and Lin Xiaoming reacted very quickly, and pulled Song Zhien back with a step back when he brushed the ground.
However, before Lin Xiaoming and Song Jinde were arguing with him, Song Zhien had already taken a step forward and protected him behind him to rush to Song Jinde, "My affairs and Xiaoming are our affairs and have nothing to do with you!"
"But he and Lomei..."
Song Zhien interrupted him, "If you still want me to come to see you again, then don't worry about this leisure, because... you are not worthy!"
This was obviously hurtful, Song Jinde murmured: "I, I am your father, I, I am not worthy?"
All Song Zhien's emotions were ignited in an instant, and he asked him angrily, "You only know that you are my father now? What about the past twenty years? When I needed fatherly love the most? Where are you
?”
"I was..."
Song Zhien interrupted him with a sneer, "You didn't have my daughter in your eyes at that time. Until you were about to die and your son was disabled, you felt that there was no one in the future, so you finally remembered me, remembered me
The wild breed you gave birth to because of your temporary romanticism!”
"No!" Song Jinde shook his head repeatedly, "You are not a bastard, you are me..."
"But others say I am. I am a bastard who has a mother and has no master's teachings. Even now, your brothers still think I am a bastard!" Song Zhien accused in tears, "Song Jinde, twenty
After many years, do you know how I came here for the past twenty years?"
Song Jinde couldn't help but burst into tears and said with great guilt: "I'm sorry, I didn't fulfill my father's responsibilities."
"So you are not qualified to care about me, nor are you worthy of asking about my affairs."
"Okay, okay, I don't care, I don't care!"
Song Zhien ignored him and pulled Lin Xiaoming out directly. But as soon as she walked to the yard, she couldn't help but lose control and threw herself into Lin Xiaoming's arms and cried loudly...