Sister, you miss me

Mortuary of Beidu Municipal Hospital.

"According to the judgment on the scene, the suspicion of homicide can be ruled out. Through case analysis, your father is dying and chooses his own life to end..."

The policewoman's voice echoed in her ears, but Shengge couldn't hear a word. Looking at his father lying in the ice drawer, his face was lifelike. Shengge couldn't shed a tear and couldn't say a word.

Human beings often have such a state in the face of great grief.

The policewoman couldn't bear it and put a hand on her bare shoulder: "Sister..."

Shengge's eyelids fell, and her body slowly collapsed. The policewoman hugged her, only to find that her body was cold to the bone.

Just after Shengge was sent to the ward, with some drips, a young male policeman walked in and handed a report paper to the policewoman.

"Team Joe, the identities of the deceased have been found. It turns out that they are Miao..."

Team Joe waved his hand: "Xiao Sun, thanks for your hard work, let me see, go ahead!"

"Team Joe, or send a little policewoman..."

"This little sister is very poor. The case shouldn't be complicated. Let me follow."

After the subordinates left, Team Joe looked at the report sheet, and the simple information of the father and daughter of the deceased was clear at a glance.

The mother died early, the father and daughter depended on each other, the daughter was admitted to the Conservatory of Music, and the father was seriously ill.

The information is simple, but there are many doubts.

Team Qiao asked the hospital that the deceased had lived in the best hospital in the northern capital for more than half a year. The medical expenses were definitely an astronomical figure, and it was definitely not something ordinary families could get.

Captain Qiao's eyes fell on Shengge's little face, Shengge's pretty face was white and flawless, but even in the drowsiness, her caged eyebrows were still frowned.

Seeing Qingli Wushuang's Shengge, she, who is also a woman, suddenly got the answer.

With Shengge's alluring posture, as long as she nodded, how many rich people would be willing to pay more medical expenses for her. Of course, there is no free lunch in the world, and she has to pay for the beauty and innocence that should belong to her.

How much suffering is hidden in this child's heart!Otherwise, he won't faint suddenly.

Captain Qiao shook his head, his mother would have passed away very early, and she was dependent on her father, but she was much happier than Shengge.

Captain Joe felt pity for the same disease in her heart, and she decided to help the little sister.

However, Captain Qiao has official duties, and the urgent task is to find someone to take care of Shengge.Thinking of this, Captain Qiao found the phone from Shengge's bag and opened the address book. There were only two contacts, one was the boss, and the other was Yang Feng.

Yang Feng, Yang Feng?Yang Feng!

Captain Qiao suddenly widened his eyes, clicked on his name, showed his cell phone number, and then took out his cell phone and called Yang Feng's number.

It turned out to be the same person!

Look at the recent call records, except for the boss is Yang Feng, and Yang Feng's accounted for almost 90%.

The relationship between the two is self-evident. Yang Feng is an extremely important person in Shengge.

Although it was in the place of death and life, Yang Feng was the one who took her first kiss. Captain Qiao accidentally discovered that Yang Feng occupies such an important position in another woman's heart, and her heart is quite unhappy.

"What is the relationship between them? Do you want to call Yang Feng? Forget it, wait until Shengge wakes up and ask her!" Team Joe pressed his temple and suddenly had a headache.

...

Longyang City, Yuxin Group Directors Office.

It's three o'clock in the afternoon, the stock market is closed, and Yuxin Group's stock has been lying on the lower limit for two hours in the afternoon, not moving.

After the market closed, everyone was relieved. Although they just stared at the board and didn't seem to do anything, they seemed to have gone through a long journey.

He Shaotang, the chairman's agent, stubbornly took over the task of serving tea and pouring water in order to appear that he was still useful.

When the stock market closed, the four people briefly analyzed and discussed it, and Yang Feng announced that he was off work.

"Brother Feng, Mr. Dracula, my mother prepared dinner and invited you to be a guest at home." He Shaotang hooked Yang Feng's shoulder and said to the two of them.

"Auntie is too polite." Yang Feng smiled and shook his head.

He Shaotang heavily smashed his right button, showing that he was unhappy: "There are some things my mother can't say, but I, a brother, want to talk about you. Do you look down on us or do you tricks? My mother always claims you. It's her godson, but you yelled at each aunt, you..."

"Brother, I was wrong, I can't do it!" Yang Feng smiled and apologized.

"Don't tell me, tell your mother in person."

"It must be, it should be." Yang Feng was extremely sincere, turned to look at Dracula and said, "Is it okay tonight, let's be together!"

"You are all a family, I won't follow along." Dracula smiled and shook his head, politely declined.

"We are still a family! You follow me, no one says you eat for nothing."

Dracula walked to Yang Feng and whispered: "Ma Rong is here."

Yang Feng raised his eyebrows, then nodded slightly, with an expression of "I understand", explaining for him: "Shao Tang, Dracula is really okay, next time!"

When they arrived at He Shaotang's house, just after five o'clock, they entered the door with the front foot, and He Jianglong came in with the back foot.

"Xiao Feng is here."

"Good Uncle He."

He Jianglong hung up his briefcase, changed his slippers, stepped forward and took Yang Feng's hand: "Xiao Feng, I want to thank you."

"Family, what are you polite!" Yang Feng certainly understood what He Jianglong meant.

He Jianglong shook his head: "Yuxin Group is your godmother's second life. Uncle doesn't understand financial business, but he also knows that Yuxin Group has encountered unprecedented difficulties. If it weren't for your help..."

"Uncle, don't talk about it. They are all family members, so what else do you say about them?"

"Good, good!" He Jianglong laughed heartily, "Go, go to the open air, and taste your godmother's craft."

The three of them went to the second floor terrace. Feng Yuxin was wearing an apron. In front of him was a barbecue stove, an electric cooker, and a table of ingredients.

"Yuxin, can you do it!" He Jianglong couldn't laugh or cry, and he lifted up the sleeve of his white shirt to step forward to help.

"I can't do it, can you?" Feng Yuxin was choked and coughed. When she turned her head, all three of them laughed.

"Xiaofeng, Shaotang, you are back. Well, what are you laughing at?" Feng Yuxin looked puzzled.

He Jianglong clutched his belly and walked to his wife, finally holding back a smile, pinching her round chin, and watching her still young face affectionately.

"What are you doing, Lao He, where is the child!" Feng Yuxin struggled slightly, a trace of shame on her face.

"Don't move." As he said, He Jianglong spit on the palm of his hand and was about to wipe it on his wife's face.

"What are you doing? Isn't it ugly?" Feng Yuxin couldn't stand it anymore, stepped back, and avoided a safe distance.

"Do you want your saliva?" He Jianglong stretched out his left hand.

"What the hell are you doing!" Feng Yuxin shouted.

Yang Feng and He Shaotang had already had stomach cramps with laughter.

Feng Yuxin gritted her teeth with anger: "You don't know what your nerves are, Shaotang, you say."

"Your face, haha, haha..." He Shaotang pointed at Feng Yuxin's face and smiled and couldn't speak.

Feng Yuxin subconsciously wiped her hand and exclaimed: "My God..." immediately rushed to the bathroom.

The three men laughed again.

He Jianglong replaced his wife, taking care of the skewers and chicken wings on the grill while adjusting the soup in the electric pot.

"Brother Feng, do you think my father and mother are fun?" He Shaotang asked with a smile.

Yang Feng nodded, but said sincerely: "Your parents' relationship is really good!"

He Shaotang didn't react to this, but He Jianglong raised his eyes from the oven and looked at Yang Feng with pity.

Yang Feng felt He Jianglong's gaze, smiled suddenly, and said, "Uncle He, let's help together."

An hour later, the four people gathered around the boiling electric pot and put the oysters, shrimps, fish balls, razor clams and various vegetables into the pot one by one. At the same time, they began to enjoy barbecue, grilled chicken wings, grilled fish...

He Jianglong opened a bottle of Wuliangye, and the four shared equally.

Yang Feng was full of praise for Feng Yuxin's craftsmanship, and Feng Yuxin showed a loving smile.

The four of them clinked their glasses and took a sip. Yang Feng suddenly shouted "Godmother".

Three pairs of eyes looked at Yang Feng, especially Feng Yuxin's eyes were particularly bright.

Yang Feng got up with the wine glass in both hands and said, "Godmother, I toast you a glass. Thank you for being able to look down on me. I used to be unable to speak out because of my humble self-esteem and fear that others would say that I am fond of you.

Feng Yuxin smiled and said, "So what about today?"

"Today is at home, there are no outsiders, besides, today at the company, Shaotang scolded me."

"Stupid boy!" Feng Yuxin wiped her tears, sniffed and said, "Godmother is proud of you."

Yang Feng's eyes were hot, his neck raised, and he poured all the liquor in his sip into his throat.

Feng Yuxin smiled and ate it as well.

He Jianglong nodded and said with emotion, "Shaotang, open another bottle."

Yang Feng toasted a circle of wine, looked down, couldn't laugh or cry, the plate in front of him was piled up with chicken wings, shrimps, oysters...

Yang Feng picked up a shrimp tail, dipped it in the vinegar water with mustard and threw it in his mouth, chewed it, and suddenly asked Feng Yuxin a question: "Godmother, has the company any major news that needs to be disclosed recently?"

"Huh?" Feng Yuxin frowned, "Why do you suddenly ask about this?"

Yang Feng thought for a while and said, "Actually, to be precise, I want to know if there is any major bad news."

Seeing the three people's inquisitive gaze, Yang Feng explained: "I have discussed with Dracula, and now Wang's International is bloodthirsty at all costs, and Yuxin Group's stock has at least two lower limits."

"Two more?"

Despite her mental preparations, Feng Yuxin couldn't help taking a breath: "Four consecutive down limits, the stock price stopped?"

Yang Feng nodded solemnly.

Feng Yuxin’s face became more confused. “In this case, stockholders will definitely think that there is a major problem in the company’s operations, and the secretary of the board of directors’ calls will be blown up. At this time, it’s not that major benefits are needed to boost the stock price. Will investors have confidence in the company's stocks?"

Yang Feng smiled and shook his head: "The stock price plummeted, and we lost a lot. The same is true of Wang's International. His goal is to get more chips, but he has a bottom line, he has a stop loss node, and our goal is Let the stock price fall below his bottom line and make him feel uncomfortable. Once he cuts the meat and stops the loss, it is time for us to fight back. This is the market for intrigue."

Speaking of the last sentence, Yang Feng's eyes shot out a cold light like electricity.