Chapter 584

As soon as Su Chenming died, the original trace was broken, which made Huo tingshen have to make a new plan.

"Haven't you found a CAI yet?" Huo Ting frowned deeply, "he has been following Su Chenming. He must know many things that others don't know."

Cosine put his things on the desk: "this was found in Su Chenming's bedroom."

It was a piece of yellow paper with a few strokes on it. Although the pattern was not clear with the passage of time, Huo tingshen still recognized Dongshan at a glance.

Picking chrysanthemums under the East fence, leisurely see Nanshan.

This pattern appeared once or twice, but Huo tingshen could not treat it as a coincidence.

"Su Chenming must have met Qin Fang." Huo Ting deep Mou color is deep, "at least he knows something."

Cosine looked puzzled: "if he knows, why don't he just look for something? On the contrary, I have been writing for such a long time here? "

In the end, he took his own life.

"Su Chenming killed people and set fire in a city, but he came back many years ago with a high profile..." Huo tingshen tapped his fingers on the table, analyzed the situation, and suddenly pointed, "what if the information he got is not accurate? It's about who's coming to him? "

There should be other contents in his plan, but with his death, all of them have been covered up. No one knows his exact idea except a CAI.

"I'll send someone to look for ah Cai at once." Cosine solemnly promised, "we must catch people back as soon as possible."

Horting took a deep look at the time: "get ready, half an hour for the meeting."

Because of the death on the anniversary of Huo's group, many people in the company were in a panic. Some even whispered that Su Chenming's death was designed by Huo tingshen

All kinds of rumors have been pouring in. In recent days, the stock price of Huo's group has fluctuated a lot. Therefore, the company urgently needs Huo ting to come out and give you a reassurance.

"Mr. Huo is good."

Cosine opens the door of the conference room, and Huo tingshen goes in. The company executives who have been waiting there get up one after another, and only when Huo tingshen signals do they sit down.

Huo tingshen sat in the big boss's chair, opened the document, and glanced over people's faces: "the company's development momentum in this quarter is very good, but it is far from the indicators you reported to me. Who can explain what this is?"

The voice fell to the ground, and the meeting room was silent. They all thought that Huo Ting was deeply hurt to reassure everyone. Unexpectedly, they asked about the work and caught them by surprise.

"Sales department?" His fingers are long and slender, slightly curved, gently tapping on the table, very rhythmic, but his tone is not generally sharp, "only completed 67% of the quota."

The sales department was a bald man with a fat stomach. He stood there nervously, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Huo, you also know that the anniversary has a great impact on the company, so, so..."

Finally, the anniversary was mentioned, and the scene was silent.

"You think so, too?" Huo tingshen looked around for a week, and everyone bowed their heads together. Although they didn't say it clearly, he said coldly, "now it's April 16, and the anniversary is April 8. What's the relationship between the performance of the first quarter and April?"

He "pa" fell the document in his hand, his eyes sharp as a knife, his sharp eyes like the sharpest knife, abusing their spirit.

"In April, we will make up for the deficit in March." Huo tingshen word by word, said there is no room for manoeuvre, "or go to the personnel department to do the resignation procedures."

The conference room is very quiet. It seems that we can hear each other's breathing and heartbeat. Huo tingshen's eyes are like searchlights in the sky, scanning constantly. Everyone is worried about being watched.

"Break up!"

Huo tingshen got up with a cold face. Originally, he really wanted to give them a reassurance. However, when he looked at the two of them, he was so upset that he would not give them a good face.

"How angry is Mr. Huo?" Mu Jia followed cosine carefully and said with concern, "will everyone be rebellious?"

Wouldn't it be bad to work even worse?

Cosine looked at the wooden armour like a monster. He could not help his messy mood and explained to him word by word: "first of all, this is the Huo group. Everyone's job is the Huo family."

Even if the boss is a straw bag, other people should not deal with it perfunctorily. What's more, Huo tingshen has the ability and courage. It's hard for these people to make waves.

"Mr. Huo is very powerful." Mu Jia looked at the cosine with adoration on his face. "You must have learned a lot from being with the young master for many years."

"Yes." Cosine patted Mu Jia on the shoulder and said, "as long as you are serious to the young master, the young master will not treat you badly."

Wooden armour joins the party oath general strength nods: "I certainly loyal to young master."

Cosine smiles. He said the same thing when he was just following the young master. It turns out that the young master is really good to him.

"Your coffee." Cosine put the cup on Huo tingshen's left side. Seeing his dignified look, he couldn't help asking, "does Su Chenming's death have a great impact on the company?"

Huo tingshen knocked his fingers on the table and suddenly raised his head: "do you think Su Chenming is not dead at all?"

"Ah?" Cosine was startled, suddenly stare round eyes, "how can this be, so many people are looking at it."

At that time, however, his brain fell out. If he didn't die, there would be ghosts in the world.

But the young master asked, then

Cosine uneasily looked around, suddenly feel some creepy, Su Chenming is not a ghost, right?

"Cough!" Huo tingshen cleared his throat and reminded cosine to be normal. "I just said it casually. Go and do something."

Cosine scratched his head awkwardly, looked around and turned to go out. Why did he still feel cold in his back.

The luxurious door of the office was gently opened and closed, and a cool wind blew in along the crack of the door, but it didn't make Huo Ting feel more clear.

There seems to be something wrong with recent events

He designed an anniversary banquet. From the time Su Chenming accepted the invitation, everything went smoothly and miraculously. All the people and things went according to his heart. The only exception was su Chenming's death.

He thought it was too smooth and the death of the man was too abrupt

"Seven elder sister-in-law, you contact Mu Bei." Hottingshen calls home.

Now he has to find Mu Bei to make sure of something. He always thinks that if he doesn't make sure, he can't feel at ease.

"Whose phone?" Ann leads Zimo downstairs, just to see seven sister-in-law hanging up, listen to respectful tone, the other party should be Huo tingshen.

But her tone was very dignified, which made her nervous again.

Is there something bad going on?

"The young master inquired about Mubei." Seven sister-in-law shallow smile, "let wood north to see Ding Wei."

Ann "Oh" a, because don't want to disturb the Dingwei family's last time, so these days she didn't contact them, or court deep more careful.

"What else can I do for you, young lady?" Seven elder sister-in-law respectfully way, "you say, I also do together."

Ann thought about it and finally shook her head: "nothing."

She sympathized with the Ding Yuan family and wanted to appease the kind girl, but she also knew that no matter how gentle the comfort was, it would be better not to disturb them.

When Ding Wei woke up that day, she asked to be discharged from the hospital. She didn't want the last time to be full of pale and pungent smell of disinfectant. She wanted to go back to the home where she grew up and live the last time peacefully.

"Sisi, you've worked hard all these years." Ding Wei gently stroked her daughter. Her hair was long and soft, like a fine silk. She felt warm when she touched it. "It's mom who's sorry for you."

Ding Yuan shook his head, squatted at Ding Wei's feet, put his head on her knee and said in a soft voice, "I feel very happy to be a mother's daughter."

"Silly boy." Ding Wei's eyes were red, and she gently told her, "I'll take care of my grandfather with my brother in the future, but I'm afraid my mother won't be able to..."

Ding Yuan suddenly raised his head, big eyes full of panic: "Mom, you don't want to die, OK? Please don't die

On the balcony, there are two neat rows of succulent, all of which are raised by Ding Weiguo over the years. Because of his efforts, the succulent looks very beautiful, and the green and Yingying exudes endless vitality.

"Dear daughter, my mother just regrets that she can't see you get married." Ding Wei looked melancholy and murmured, "but I know you must look good in your wedding dress."

Ding Yuan's tears fell down, rolled over the scar on his face, with a different kind of sad helplessness.

"Mom, I beg you not to die..." Ding Yuan murmured.

Ding Wei stooped to hold Ding Yuan's cheek and whispered, "I'm going to take care of your elder brother and second brother. After 100 years, our family will be reunited, won't we?"

"Ma..." Ding Yuan sobbed.

Outside, Su Weidong's eyes turn red and he clenches his fingers tightly. Ding Weiguo's lips tremble. These days, he is watching aging.

The happiest thing in the world is to recover from loss, while the cruelest thing is to recover from gain.

It's so easy for my daughter to come back, but she's running out of oil and light and is about to leave him

"Grandfather." Su Weidong held Ding Weiguo's shoulder and said in a soft voice, "let's not be sad. Let mom have a happy last time."

Ding Weiguo wiped his eyes: "good, good."

They sorted out their emotions before pushing the door in. Su Weidong said with a smile: "grandfather must buy the kind of hemp ball that mother liked to eat when she was a child. We ran a long way to get it."

"Dad." Ding Wei looked back and laughed, "it's hard for you."

Ding Weiguo's eyes were full of steam, but he still tried to smile, pretending to be casual: "silly girl, you are polite to your father."