"Does Ruixing have so much liquid funds now?"

Song Qingyu frowned.

This is what she was worried about.

Rising is not better than re.

Re investing a billion is just a mosquito scratching an itch for them.

But for Ruixing.

An investment of 500 million is already the maximum investment. If there is a loss, Ruixing will definitely face bankruptcy.

“This… is indeed not the case.”

Wang Jingming sighed.

Song Qingyu: "Then why did you agree to Qiao Na's proposal?"

She didn't understand why Wang Jingming, who had always been smart, would make such a foolish decision passively.

"Although we don't have it, don't worry, Xiaoyu. I have already found some connections and asked the bank for a loan. I can achieve our goal. Is this Saturday convenient for you? Let's have a meal together and talk about this matter."

Wang Jingming said.

Seeing that Song Qingyu's face was still tense, he continued to explain: "I know what you are worried about, but Ruixing has been through this kind of storm for so many years. How can there be any gains from an investment without risk? And I have a sure success, nothing will go wrong."

"Uncle Wang, I'm not doubting your risk assessment, but there are so many employees in the company..."

If a step is made wrong.

It is very likely that the fabric will be destroyed.

"No matter what happens, we still have the Shen family and the Chi family, don't worry, Xiaoyu."

Wang Jingming continued.

Song Qingyu moved her lips, feeling a little uncomfortable. Ruixing was indeed inseparable from the Shen family, and Chi Moyan also helped her.

But she couldn't possibly rely on them to clean up every mess.

the most important is.

It's still a mess worth several hundred million.

But things have come to this point.

There is no room for maneuver.

"I see. Let's meet the person you mentioned on Saturday."

Song Qingyu said.

A vicious look flashed across Wang Jingming's eyes: "Okay, I'll arrange it..."

Saturday.

The dinner was held at Wang Jingming's home.

Song Qingyu took Zhou Lin with her and bought a lot of supplements.

"Sister Xiaoyu, do you really need to buy so many things?"

Zhou Lin looked at the large and small bags in the trunk and was a little speechless.

This has even surpassed the concern that a boss has for his subordinates.

Song Qingyu smiled, but her smile was a little melancholy.

"Uncle Wang used to be my father's subordinate, and his wife also had a good relationship with my mother. But I heard that not long after my parents' accident, his wife also suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and is now unable to take care of herself. I bought some supplements and went to visit her."

"So that's it..."

Zhou Lin suddenly realized, "I was wondering why those people in the company listen to Mr. Wang more, and you don't mind at all."

Song Qingyu's eyes flickered.

"As long as it's for the good of the company, it doesn't matter who you listen to."

not to mention.

Wang Jingming does have more management experience than her.

As they were talking, they had already arrived downstairs at Wang Jingming's house.

"Mr. Wang's residence is too inconspicuous..."

Zhou Lin looked at the dilapidated old neighborhood in front of him and couldn't help muttering, "My neighborhood is better than this one."

Song Qingyu felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at the place in front of her where several pieces of paint had fallen off.

According to Wang Jingming's current identity.

Moving to a better place is definitely not a problem, and he still lives in this place now.

She remembered this neighborhood.

This is the house my parents bought for their first batch of veteran employees when they first started their business.

did not expect.

He has lived in this place for so many years.

Relying on memory.

Song Qingyu found the room and pressed the doorbell.

"coming."

Sure enough, Wang Jingming's voice was heard from inside.

The door opens.

Wang Jingming smiled and invited them both in.

"I said I would pick you up later, but I didn't expect you to come up by yourself. I also didn't expect you to remember the house number of Uncle Wang's house, hahaha."

Wang Jingming smiled.

Song Qingyu put the things she brought on the table and looked at his smile, feeling even more uncomfortable.

"Why don't you go somewhere else..."

"There's nothing to change."

Wang Jingming waved his hand.

"It's so comfortable to live here. This is the first gift that President Song gave to us. We have made a lot of money over the years, but I still feel attached to living here... Every time I come back and see this place, I can think of the time when I worked hard with President Song."

Song Qingyu's eyes felt a little hot.

Afraid of losing composure, he quickly said, "I'll go see Auntie."

"Okay, then just take a look around. My friend hasn't arrived yet."

"Ah."

Wang Jingming went to the kitchen to work again.

Just like every time she came before, Wang Jingming cooked and she sat in the living room, listening to her mother and Aunt Wang chatting.

And now.

Things have changed.

"Sit down and rest for a while."

Song Qingyu said to Zhou Lin, then got up and went to another room.

Open the door.

Seeing the haggard woman lying on the bed, my nose felt a little sour.

She walked over, sat beside the bed, and held the woman's hand: "Auntie Wang, I'm Xiaoyu."

The woman's eyeballs moved slightly, and when she saw her, a strange light suddenly appeared in her eyes. Her dry hands also tightly grasped her hands with such strength that it seemed as if she wanted to break her hands.

"Auntie Wang, it's been a long time. I thought we would never see each other again in this life."

Song Qingyu thought she was excited, so she quickly held her hands and comforted her.

"Now that I see Uncle Wang and you are doing well, I believe my parents in heaven will be very happy too."

"Ho ho ho..."

Aunt Wang made an unclear sound.

Her eyes widened and she looked like she wanted to speak, but nothing came out.

It actually looked a bit scary.

At last.

Tears actually came out of my eyes because of excitement.

Song Qingyu was startled, thinking that she was feeling unwell, and immediately called Wang Jingming in.

"Uncle Wang, is Aunt Wang feeling unwell?"

Wang Jingming glanced at his wife on the bed.

Comforting Song Qingyu: "It's okay. Didn't your Aunt Wang have a cerebral hemorrhage before? Now she has been lying in bed for a long time and has not gone out. Her mental state is not very good. I guess when she saw you, she thought she saw your mother... Hey, let's go out, lest she get excited again."

"it is good."

Song Qingyu nodded.

She felt a little uncomfortable, but didn't want to cause trouble for Wang Jingming, so she followed him out of the room.

The woman lying on the hospital bed stared at the door. She watched it close. The light in her eyes gradually dimmed and turned into ashes.

Wang Jingming went to the kitchen again.

Song Qingyu strolled around and finally went to his study.

Once inside.

She saw a photo of her father and Wang Jingming.

Placed in the most conspicuous position.

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