I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

"This Ming Shengtian was Ming Nuan's father before."

"That incident at that time..."

Chen Song waved his hands, not wanting to listen, and said irritably: "I'm not old and confused enough to forget that thing."

It was obvious that Fu Chuan, Ming Shengtian, Ming Rourou and others had sucked all of Ming Nuan's blood dry.

It was an oversight.

Let her get together with that bastard Mo Shiyan!

It caused him to fail at the last minute and also resulted in the loss of many manpower.

Even the branch that was finally opened in China was forced to close and inspect.

If Sha Hua can gain a foothold here, what will happen to Mo Shiyan and the others?

The pharmaceutical industry is extremely profitable.

"This guy is helping Fu Chuan right now, sending some 'pigs' over here."

But many people gave him pigs.

Ming Nuan is dead.

He didn't need to keep this useless snack in reserve.

"Don't worry about him, he's just a piece of trash."

Chen Song narrowed his eyes, "I came here in person, and these low-class people will be driven out."

He also brought a lot of people with him. Of course, his own people are more useful than those random people who were recruited along the way.

Poor Ming Shengtian, who fainted from the pain in the alley and then woke up again, was so angry that he wanted to kill Pei Zhengyan.

He picked up the phone with shaking hands.

But he found that he could no longer get through to Assistant Chen.

"what happened?"

He instantly felt as if a basin of ice water was poured over his head, burning away his burning anger and causing panic to build up in his heart.

But it doesn't matter who calls.

I can’t get through to any of them.

He no longer cared about the severe pain in his legs, and with trembling fingers he dialed Fu Chuan's number over and over again.

But I couldn't get through no matter how hard I tried.

Only then did he notice.

"Him? He blocked me?"

……

"Tsk." Fu Chuan, who was in high spirits, put his feet on the coffee table in front of him and casually put Ming Shengtian into the blacklist.

But he already knew that Mr. Chen had returned.

Just waiting to meet Mr. Chen.

"wrong."

He frowned.

Even Ming Shengtian has become a discarded pawn.

We shouldn't let him hang around outside like this.

He needs to shut his mouth.

Fu Chuan stood up and wanted to go to Ming Shengtian's side.

Ming Shengtian is now living a life worse than that of a homeless person.

How difficult is it to deal with such a person?

But he didn't expect that when he opened the door, he would see a young old man with a stiff and weird face standing at his door.

Yes.

Although he looks young, everyone knows that he is old, and no amount of facelifts can make him truly younger.

"You, you are..."

Fu Chuan's eyes gradually widened.

Chen Song!

……

"Chen Song has returned to China?"

In front of Gu Mingzhu's bed, Ming Nuan held Gu Mingzhu's hand tightly.

There was black energy surrounding her, but with Ming Nuan's efforts during this period.

The black energy was successfully reduced a lot.

With less black air, the effect of the medicine will be better. Once the effect is good, it will enter a virtuous circle, which is what Ming Nuan wants.

"It won't be long before Mom wakes up."

Ming Nuan gently brushed away Gu Mingzhu's long hair with her hand.

With eyes lowered.

She looked at Mo Shiyan beside her, "Do you want to go back first?"

Mo Shiyan stared at the computer and smiled.

"I heard that your Mo family is quite lively recently."

"Isn't it good to be lively?" The model experiment asked directly, "It's good. Let the old man suffer a little, so that he won't have unnecessary pity."

The old man always treats other people with gentleness.

He was the only one who was harsh in educating his grandson.

Some people are like this, very polite to outsiders, but extremely harsh to their own people, holding them to the highest standards and hoping that they will succeed.

Little did they know that it was also a huge harm.