Early the next morning, Song Qianqian received a notice to open a board of directors.

Song Qianqian knew that the board of directors was simply a banquet.

Ye Chen said: "Qianqian, that Song Ming definitely didn't hold any good farts. I think it's better if you don't go."

"No, I have to go. I want the Song family to know that the Song family is not in Song Ming's control yet."

Ye Chen had no choice but to shook his head helplessly.

It was raining outside, and Ye Chen and Song Qianqian came to the family meeting room.

As soon as they arrived at the door, two guards stopped Ye Chen.

"This gentleman can't go in."

Ye Chen frowned.

Song Qianqian said: "Ye Chen, wait for me here, they dare not do anything to me."

Ye Chen nodded; "If there is danger, send me a text message."

Song Qianqian nodded and walked towards the meeting room.

In the meeting room, the major shareholders of the Song family and important members of the family are all present.

Everyone saw Song Qianqian's expression indifferent, and no one even said hello.

Is it necessary for someone who is about to be kicked out of the board of directors?

Song Qianqian sat down.

Song Ming glanced at Song Qianqian coldly.

"Everyone's topic this time is about Song Qianqian."

Song Qianqian's eyes were cold, and he really came.

Song Ming said: "Song Qianqian, as a member of the Song family, you eat inside and out, and you cooperated with others to frame your second brother. According to our clan, we formally inform you that you are no longer a member of the Song family and have been kicked out of the board of directors."

Hearing Song Ming's words, everyone looked at Song Qianqian with pity in their eyes.

The dignified Miss Song family had a terrible fate of being kicked out in the end.

With that, Song Ming threw a document to Song Qianqian.

"You can sign this document."

Song Qianqian glanced at the document, which was a share transfer agreement.

"I won't sign it." Song Qianqian said coldly.

Song Ming heard a cold snort, "This is not up to you."

Song Qianqian looked at Song Ming and snorted coldly, "What? Are you trying to force me to sign?"

Song Ming nodded: "If you don't know the current affairs, I can only do this."

Speaking, Song Ming patted his palms. At this moment, a few people in white clothes walked in outside.

Song Qianqian's expression changed, and he was about to send a text message to Ye Chen.

It turned out that there was no signal in the room.

Song Ming snorted coldly: "These are doctors in the mental hospital, sister, you are sick, and brother sent you to the hospital for treatment."

"you guys?"

Song Qianqian didn't expect her eldest brother to be so frantic.

Actually want to send myself to a mental hospital.

Song Qianqian didn't want to know that kind of place.

Even if you are not sick, they can turn you into a mental illness, which is actually a prison.

Damn it.

Song Qianqian regrets a bit, he should listen to Ye Chen and not participate in this chairman.

But now it is too late.

Two nurses and three male doctors had already walked towards Song Qianqian with needles.

Song Qianqian wanted to hide, but the two doctors had already held him down.

"Song Ming, you bastard, the Song family will be ruined by you."

Song Ming smiled coldly: "Is it ruined? The Song family will only become more and more brilliant under my leadership, and you will spend the rest of your life in a mental hospital, rest assured that I will give you the end of your life."

"At this time, one of the nurses has already started to inject medicine into the needle."

Song Qianqian did not expect that the other party would block the room signal, and Ye Chen definitely didn't know that she was already in danger.

The other board members watched this scene quietly, but no one spoke.

In their eyes, Song Ming is the future Patriarch of the Song family, and there is no need for them to offend him.

Moreover, the change of family rights is not always full of blood.

Just when the nurse's needle was about to pierce Song Qianqian's arm.

Bang!

The door of the meeting room was kicked open, and Ye Chen walked in.

Seeing Ye Chen, Song Qianqian's eyes lit up: "Ye Chen save me."

Song Ming's expression changed when he saw Ye Chenfa: "Bold, dare to break into the Song's meeting room."

But at this moment, an old man walked out from behind Ye Chen: "I asked him to break through, do you have any opinions?"

Seeing the old man, Song Ming seemed to have seen a ghost.

"Dad, aren't you lying on the hospital bed? Why did you get up?"

Old Song snorted coldly, "Are you eager for me to die? I am not dead and you are disappointed?"

Song Ming heard his face change and quickly said, "No, no, I didn't mean that."

Old Song said coldly: "Song Ming, the Song family should have belonged to you, but you are so anxious that you won't even let your father and sister go."

"Dad, you misunderstood." Song Ming still wanted to explain.

"Enough, Song Ming, from now on, you are no longer from the Song family."

Song Ming suddenly laughed after listening to Song Lao's words.

"Dad, you have to say so, don't blame me." Song Ming's expression became more gloomy.

"You..." Song Lao didn't expect Song Ming to talk to himself like this.

Song Ming said coldly: "What the Song family is like now, don't you know it in your heart? You uphold the law every day, can you make money if you uphold the law now? If you had listened to me, our Song family would be like this now. I have become a second-rate family. How many times have I suggested that you just don't listen, how can I watch the decline of our Song family?"

"Nizi! Your crooked ways will make our Song family irreversible." Old Song pointed at Song Ming and cursed.

"Haha, no more disasters? How is it possible that our Song family will become a first-line family, even if you wake up, it doesn't matter, because no one can stop me." Song Ming arrogantly said.

Ye Chen looked at Song Ming and shook his head helplessly.

Song Lao might not have thought that his son would become like this.

Song Ming glanced at Ye Chen: "Isn't he yours to rely on? Tell you, he has to die today."

At this moment, three more people appeared at the door.

All three people are foreigners with blond hair.

"Ye Chen, you are really a Xiaoqiang who can't kill you. This time I hired a foreign blood prison killer. You are dead."

Hearing Song Ming's words, the face of the people at the scene changed slightly.

The blood **** killer is known as the most terrifying killer organization in the world.

They have never missed the target they wanted to kill.

The most important thing is the strength of their killers, they are all too strong.

Old Song's expression changed slightly when he saw this scene.

He never dreamed that Song Ming had hired a foreign assassin in the blood prison.

Blood Prison is notorious, and his son actually colluded with such an organization.

Ye Chen sneered and said, "This is what you rely on?"

Song Ming nodded: "Yes, this kid was originally the family of our Song family. There is nothing to do with you, but you are looking for death. If this is the case, I will fulfill you."

With that, Song Ming said to the three killers behind him: "Do it!"

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