Looking at Song Yanshu's back, Lu caier suddenly realized a sense of crisis, but now she can't do anything.

Song Yanshu pulled down his hat and called a taxi by the side of the road and went to the direction of song house. The taxi driver was a middle-aged man with a toothpick in his mouth, shaking his head with the music on the radio.

If it wasn't for the music inside, it was the theme song of the movie that Mu Qingqing had just released some time ago, song Yanshu might not be mute. Only to hear Mu Qingqing's voice, song Yanshu still has some regrets, but in his heart, it's hard to say clearly.

"Recently, Mo Liancheng, chairman of the Mohist group, and his wife, Mu Qingqing, attended a charity fund-raising activity for children with leukemia in Jiangcheng. Since the successful heart exchange operation in moliancheng, they have overcome the difficulties together, and the husband and wife really envy others. Before that..." the radio anchor read the gossip with a trace of enthusiasm, and the taxi driver listened with a smile.

Song Yanshu frowned, raised his hand and patted the back of the driver's seat, and said in a slightly unhappy tone, "can you turn off the radio station? It's noisy!"

The driver looked at the man sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror. Except for a black cap, he couldn't see his face clearly. After all, it's the service industry. The customer's words are instructions. The driver shakes his head helplessly. After saying sorry, he turns off the radio.

The air in the carriage suddenly calmed down. Song Yanshu turned to look out of the window, and his hand, which had been kicked in his pocket, had already been clenched into a fist. He couldn't understand why he still cared so much about the news about Mu Qingqing. He had to restrain himself and do so.

Soon, the car stopped at the side of the road near song's house. The money on his body was the same as before he was in prison. At this time, it just came into use. He threw a few of them on the co driver's seat. He didn't have to look for any more, but he was very happy because song Yanshu asked him to turn off the radio station. He said thank you several times and left happily.

Looking at the song house not far away, song Yanshu has some feelings, but does not feel kind. Probably because I have no sense of security since I was young, so I don't feel like my home anywhere. After all, house and home are two concepts.

Just about to go to song's house, a black Rolls Royce stops in front of song Yanshu. Before the car is stable, uncle an pushes the door open and walks down.

"Young master, I'm here to pick you up..." Uncle an's hair has been dyed with frost. Seven years later, there is no black silk on his head. In the past seven years, uncle an worked hard for song Yanshu and Song family.

Song Yanshu looked at an Shu, who was embarrassed. He seemed to realize that something was wrong. He glanced from an Shu to song's house, and asked, "when did it happen? Why didn't you tell me? "

Uncle an was surprised. The young master has always been a thoughtful person. At this time, he must have realized that the surprise of song's house was different from that of the past. If not, uncle an will not stop song Yanshu in a hurry and chase him here to pick him up.

However, it is not surprising that in seven years, everything has changed.

From Uncle an's mouth, song Yanshu learned that his resolute way of doing things had caused many uncles' dissatisfaction. In a year's time, although he had dealt with the business and industry which had never been seen before in his family, there was a risk of resurgence after all. It was unrealistic for those uncles who were used to the business to wash their hands suddenly.

But because of song Yanshu's way of doing things and the identity of the owner of the house, those people with different ideas also tried to hold back their unwillingness. But less than two years after Song Yanshu was jailed, an uncle of the Song family, who was respected as a rich uncle, raised the dust and made a lot of noise.

Although song Yanshu gave the industry of song's group to a professional management team to take care of it, uncle an has been helping to watch, but the person in charge is not there. Therefore, the rich uncle set off a lot of storm, taking song Yanshu's imprisonment as the excuse to replace his position as the head of his family.

Uncle an couldn't stop him. When he was fierce, he was almost killed by the uncle.

"How could that be true? Uncle Cai wants someone to kill you?" Song Yanshu's heart trembled fiercely, but he was also suddenly frightened. For so many years, an Shu alone helped himself support the Song family, and he was indeed walking on the edge of a knife.

Uncle an sighed and stopped talking. However, under song Yanshu's repeated interrogations, he said everything, "thanks to Mrs. Mo's help, if it wasn't for her, I would have died in the suicide scene secretly made by Uncle Cai three years ago..."

"do you mean Qing Qing? How could she... "Song Yan Shu's brow tightened. He had no idea what had happened in the past seven years. Uncle an was worried that song Yanshu was in a state of restlessness, so for so many years, he only reported good news but not bad news. He never told him about these things.

"Young master, it's all my fault. I really had no way. It doesn't matter if I die, but if you don't come out for a day, I must support the Song family. "

Uncle an sighed and said slowly, "at that time, it was Mrs. Mo who helped me out at a banquet. So I had a selfish idea at that time, and told Mrs. Mo everything. She used the power of the Mohist group to put pressure on the rich man and saved me by scheming. That's why the rich man has not dared to touch me until now. If it wasn't for Mrs. Mo, I'm afraid I'll never see you again. "Hearing what uncle an said, song Yanshu's heart was fierce. He thought that Mu Qingqing must hate himself, but he didn't expect that she would help the Song family through the difficulties regardless of the past, and did so many things in silence. For a moment, a wonderful feeling came to my heart, and song Yanshu's palm became extremely hot and humid.

"Young master, let's go!"

Uncle an has already settled down another residence, which is a three storey villa close to the Song family group, which is not inferior to song's house. The financial master occupied the position of chairman of the company and tampered with all the plans and rules made by song Yanshu before he was jailed. It is a bit excessive to regard song Yanshu, a big shareholder, as Wu Wu.

Not only that, in order to promote his prestige, the rich uncle also domineered over the song house and became the new owner. He bribed the other uncles of the Song family and gave them a lot of benefits. Uncle an was weak but helpless.