The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Accompanied by the loud noise of a piece of porcelain shattering, the quarrels in a high-rise ward of Jingxie Hospital came to an abrupt end.

The people around the bed first glanced at the smashed glass that was almost shattered on the ground, then mechanically looked up at the person on the bed.

The man was covered with a pure white quilt, and his exposed hands were wrapped with thick white bandages. One was on his chest, and the other was hanging by the bedside table in a strange posture. If you look carefully, you will see It was found that the hand was trembling with high frequency.

Looking up, this man's slightly long black hair has been shaved off one side, and from the bridge of the right nose, the entire right face is also wrapped in bandages. The bandages are very thick, but there are still reddish yellow hairs. The pus had seeped to the outermost layer, but even in such a state of embarrassment, the only intact left face and the light expression in his eyes made people think about the man's past demeanor.

The one standing closest to Wen Jue was a middle-aged woman, Ms. Xuxian Han, married to Wen Jue's father.

"Ajue, what's the matter with you, do you want to drink water?" Ms. Han asked, although her tone was full of concern, but if you looked closely, you would find that the concern did not reach your eyes.

Wen Jue cast a glance at Ms. Han's slightly haggard face, then glanced past her and looked behind her.

This woman is used to acting, and she really took pains to win her trust. Even her makeup was scheming, and it was not in vain that she had been fooled by her for so long.

But now, Wen Jue really felt that if he looked at her more, his life would be ruined.

But don't lose your life, it's all overshadowed and there's only one breath left.

Behind Ms. Han stood three men and three women, two of whom were born by herself, one woman and one man were the illegitimate children of Wen Jue's father outside, and the remaining one was the husband of Ms. Han's eldest daughter.

Wen Jue's eyes swept over the faces of these people one by one, and all the people he had seen showed a "real" expression, even the second brother Wen Chao, who had always been at odds with him, had a stiff expression on his face. squeezed out a bit of concern.

Wen Jue thought of the changes in these people's attitudes towards him since his accident, and felt endless ridicule in his heart.

After a long time, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Xiaojue, are you asleep, Xiaojue?" The ward was quiet for a few seconds, and Ms. Han's voice was heard. The voice was very soft, and it could even be said to be extremely gentle. Wen Jue was also confused by this gentle appearance. But now, he just felt noisy and bored.

"Get out." He finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said the first words since these people came in.

Ms. Han froze for a moment, then reached out to shake his hand that was half hanging on the edge of the bed: "Xiaojue, are you feeling uncomfortable, if you feel uncomfortable, tell auntie!"

Wen Jue was grabbed by her at the burnt place, and he pulled out his hand almost reflexively. In a burst of piercing pain, his irritability finally couldn't be suppressed.

"Get out, get out—" He had just said in a low tone, and he didn't feel anything, but now he reprimanded so hard, his voice was hoarse like scraping a pot or a saw, and coupled with his one exposed The scarlet left eye outside is really scary.

Even Ms. Han, who had always pretended to be invulnerable, couldn't help but change her face, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.

Wen Chao was stunned, stepped forward to protect Ms. Han behind him, glared at Wen Jue and said, "Wen Jue, we kindly came to see you, what the hell is your attitude?" Looking at that angry expression, it seemed like he couldn't wait to see you. It was as if Wen Jue was pressed on the bed and torn alive.

"Xiao Chao, what are you doing?" Ms. Han grabbed her son's hand and said "remonstrance" with "sincere words and earnestness", "Your elder brother is injured like this now, and he will probably have to lie on the bed in the future. He is in a bad mood Losing your temper is inevitable, so don't argue with him."

Wen Jue: "..." This woman really thinks her life is too long, and wants to piss herself off sooner, right?

"Hmph, it's fine for him to look down on us before, but now he's a useless person, so there's nothing else to drag."

"What the second brother said, even if the elder brother becomes like this, he is still the head of the Wen family."

"You are an illegitimate child, and my father has not acknowledged your identity to the outside world. Do you have the right to speak?"

"Heh, I'm an illegitimate child, so where are you going?" The third child said, and unabashedly glanced at Ms. Han who was standing beside Wen Chao, "In the whole of Kyoto, who doesn't know that Ms. Han Jiaojiao used to be her daughter?" The upper history is..."

"Wen Long, you fucking say it again—"

"What if I say it again, I'm afraid you won't succeed? Even if you're not an illegitimate child, so what, don't you have nothing now?"

This sentence really hit Wen Chao's deathbed, the last bit of calm he had left was gone, he jumped up and grabbed Wen Long's collar and gave him a fist.

In the blink of an eye, the ward was noisy and chaotic again, but this time, Wen Jue had no strength to stop it anymore.

He chose to close his eyes and hold the corpse.

His body was tired, and his heart was even more tired, but the pain all over his body and the noise in his ears made him unable to sleep at all.

I don't know how long it has passed, someone from outside came in, and these talents finally stopped.

Wen Jue heard the voice of someone who came, it was their biggest competitor in the business of the Wen family, the boss of Rongzheng Group - Song Zhe, he was also an old friend of Wen Jue, but Ms. Han and the others didn't know about this. Otherwise, he probably wouldn't have let him in so easily.

"Ajue!" Song Zhe had always been indifferent, but looking at the person on the bed now, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

"Come here..." Wen Jue opened his exposed left eye, and just said a few words before coughing violently. Song Zhe subconsciously wanted to feed him some water, but turned his gaze to the head of the bed to realize that The water glass was smashed, so he planned to tell the people who followed behind him to pour it.

"No need." Wen Jue stopped him, and asked him to call the attending doctor for him, and then asked him to give him an analgesic.

While giving him an injection, the doctor couldn't help but persuade him that if he used this thing too much, he would become dependent.

Wen Jue didn't take it seriously, thinking that he was dying and dying, so why should he care about this?

After using up the medicine, he felt much more relaxed, and even sat up on the bed by himself.

"Be careful, the wound will worsen if you press it." Seeing this, Song Zhe hurriedly reached out to help him, but Wen Jue didn't refuse. He used his arm to move to the edge of the bed, and then lifted the mattress on the vacant side for a while. He took out a kraft paper bag and handed it to Song Zhe.

Song Zhe asked, "What is this?"

Wen Jue said: "You will understand after reading it.

Song Zhe took it over and looked at it, his complexion changed several times, but he could only hold back a sentence after a long while: "Are you crazy?"

"Do you think I can still manage the company like this?" In comparison, Wen Jue was much calmer. "Although Wen's is facing internal and external troubles, in the final analysis, it is because no one is in charge of the overall situation. If you take over the business, I can rest assured. If you feel If there is no problem, just sign it."

I don't know why, seeing him say these words in a calm manner, Song Zhe felt flustered, and at the same time, there was an inexplicable feeling of uneasiness in his heart.

"Are you so sure that I will agree?" After a while, he said with a straight face.

"I think..." Wen Jue smiled faintly, "You have no reason to refuse."

A sentence that is neither serious nor serious, but Song Zhedu was left speechless - buying 50.00% of Wen's shares at a price lower than half of the market value, then he can become the largest shareholder of Wen's Group in one fell swoop, in other words In other words, Wen's will belong to their Rongzheng Group from now on, and he really has no reason to refuse such a condition, so even though there are many things in his heart, Song Zhe still signed the contract in the end.

Wen Jue took it over and looked at it, then put the thick stack of contracts on his lap. His hands were wrapped in bandages. He tried several times but failed to pick up the pen. In the end, he simply used his mouth to The bandage on his right hand was bitten off. His movements were not impatient, but they were definitely not gentle, because as the bandage was peeled off his hand, some flesh was taken off.

The bloody, uneven back of the hand was exposed to the air for a moment, which was shocking.

However, Wen Jue seemed to be used to his appearance, without even frowning, he wrote down his name one by one where he was supposed to sign.

When imprinting the fingerprints, I used the little finger, because the fingerprints of the other fingers were burned away.

Song Zhe watched him slowly close the document. After a long time, he said with complicated emotions: "The matter you asked me to investigate has already been figured out. The car was indeed tampered with by that woman. She did it too covertly. If it weren't for the information you gave, it might be difficult to find out even my relationship, so what are you going to do next?" According to Song Zhe, Ms. Han did everything seamlessly, there is no reason why Wen Jue has been lying in bed He could know it from the hospital bed, but that day, he heard Ms. Han talking on the phone in the ward.

It was the fourth day of his coma. Ms. Han probably felt that he had slept for too long and would not wake up again, so she lost her vigilance for a while, but she didn't think it was a coincidence that Wen Jue regained her sanity at that time.

When Wen Jue learned the truth, he was naturally angry in his heart, and even wanted to jump up and pinch the woman to death on the spot, but after these few days, his mood had gradually calmed down, so after hearing Song Zhe's words, he didn't He showed too many ups and downs, just asked him to hand over the evidence for himself, and then asked Song Zhe to leave under the excuse that he was tired and wanted to rest.

Wen Jue took one last look at Song Zhe's back, and then moved his gaze to the pile of smashed porcelain beside the bed.

When he was going out, he saw a few men in professional attire standing outside, Song Zhe couldn't help but asked about their identities, but those people kept silent, he couldn't help but pay more attention, and then turned around to let people Go investigate.

According to Song Zhe's contacts, it is not easy to know what is there, so he soon learned the identities of those people.

Probate notary... a will?What the hell is he trying to do?

When that idea took shape in his mind, Song Zhe left the work at hand and rushed to the hospital regardless, but by the time he arrived, it was already too late.

A few hours later, a heavy news blew up the entire Beijing circle - the eldest son of the Wen Group died in the Beijing Association Hospital seven days after the car accident explosion. Before his death, he made a will and transferred all the shares in his hand to Rong. Levying the group, the proceeds and all the properties under his name will be donated to the society.

For more than 30 years of his life, he lived in silence and obscurity. When he died, he was quite vigorous. With his death, the Wen family, which had stood for a hundred years in the capital, fell apart overnight.

In fact, Wen Jue originally wanted to kill himself, but fate is like this, life cannot be controlled by others, and death cannot be controlled by others, before he could do anything, his overwhelmed heart stopped working on its own.

Half a month ago, Mr. Wen passed away, and the funeral was held for several days. Afterwards, the notary office came to announce the will. Unexpectedly, Wen Jue’s car suddenly had an accident on the road. Area burns.

The hospital issued critical illness notices several times. Everyone thought that he would not be able to survive, and they all speculated that there was something strange about it. Unexpectedly, he woke up a few days later, and the series of accidents that happened after that were even more shocking.

——In the will left by Mr. Wen before his death, in the distribution of the estate, Wen Jue, as the eldest son, actually only got a small share of it, while the rest was left to Ms. Han and Wen Jue, who were half-brothers His mother’s younger siblings, but if it’s just like this—Wen Jue died unexpectedly, the assets and shares in his hands will be inherited by Ms. Han and Mr. Wen’s other children, but no one expected that , after this will, there is an additional will, the content of which roughly says: After the death of Mr. Wen, if something goes wrong with Wen Jue due to any accident, then the previous will will be invalidated, and all property will be inherited by Wen Jue , is at Wen Jue's sole discretion, and if he dies, all will be donated.

The intention of this additional will, even with a little brain, was left by Mr. Wen in order to protect the eldest son, and I have to say that Mr. Wen knows his woman quite well.

It's funny isn't it?She couldn't tolerate Wen Jue so much, but Old Wen used such a trick to make this woman have to pray for Wen Jue to live a long life.

If Wen Jue lives in peace, then this will will never come into effect. Unfortunately, it is only one day late when it is announced, and the tragedy has already happened.

Wen Jue was very calm when he left, and he even felt an unprecedented relief. He was not curious about Ms. Han's expression when they faced this result, because without thinking about it, that woman was ambitious and deliberate for decades. What kind of blow would it be to let her have nothing.

Maybe, it will go crazy!

When Wen Jue regained consciousness again, what he felt was pain.

still hurt?

Isn't he dying... Could it be that ghosts also feel it?

While thinking this way, Wen Jue suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were blurred, and after a while of adaptation, he was able to see the situation clearly.

A cyan brocade tent embroidered with cloud patterns that did not belong to his era...

Quite strange!But for the current Wen Jue, what made him care more was not the environment he was in, but the scorching pain that followed him everywhere and rotted his bones and heart.