Rebirth of a giant: President Bingshan's favorite school flower

"I don't care, I want you to feed me."

Hearing this sentence, Su Xiaomo couldn't help raising her head to look at Yan Teng carefully, this was a bit of a rascal, the person who can act like a baby is really Yan Teng.

Seeing Yan Teng's faint smile at the corner of his mouth in a daze, Su Xiaomo immediately confirmed that the person in front of him was Yan Teng without a doubt.

"Then what do you want to eat?" After thinking for a while, Su Xiaomo raised her head and tentatively asked Yan Teng what she wanted to eat with a fork.

A successful smile appeared on the corner of Yan Teng's mouth, like a child.

"You feed me so much that I like to eat it." Yan Tengben continued with an attitude that never gets tired of death.

Su Xiaomo couldn't bear this kind of attack anymore, and immediately forked something from the plate to Yan Teng's mouth, watching him enjoy eating with his eyes closed, and then opened his eyes full of hope. Looking at her, I suddenly wondered if I made a mistake in my decision today.

"I think I'm missing one thing." Yan Teng said again, Su Xiaomo was thinking about what to eat next, suddenly, the corner of his mouth was held by someone, before he could react, the person left quickly.

Su Xiaomo was happy and shy at the same time, the temperature on her face didn't go down the whole night.

Until he walked out of the restaurant and a cool breeze blew, Su Xiaomo was still immersed in Yan Teng's sudden attitude.

"Walk carefully." Yan Teng took Su Xiaomo's hand, and slowly clasped her fingers together.

Seeing Yan Teng back to normal, Su Xiaomo breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little lonely in her heart. She actually liked such a childish Yan Teng very much.

Yan Teng held Su Xiaomo's hand, and the two of them strolled down the street like ordinary couples, gradually drifting away in the night, the two figures approaching kept moving forward steadily, and the two of them clasped tightly. Both hands declare that their future road will hold hands and walk together even if there are many difficulties.

In the middle of the night, the two people who were sleeping soundly were heard by a phone ringing hurriedly. Yan Teng answered the phone and quickly recovered his calm voice.

Yan Jing called late at night, choked up, and paused again and again to inform Mr. Yan that Mr. Yan was about to fail.

Like being splashed with a bucket of cold water in the middle of the night, Yan Teng and Su Xiaomo woke up instantly, feeling cold even in their hearts.

Yan Teng felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and felt numb and painful in his heart. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything when he opened his mouth.

"You still have me, Yan Teng, you still have me." Su Xiaomo hugged Yan Teng tightly, trying to give her some warmth, but she was cold all over herself, what could she use to warm Yan Teng.

She remembered the feeling of wanting to die when she heard the news of her mother's death. She could understand, so she wanted to be by Yan Teng's side all the more.

After booking the nearest flight that night, Yan Teng and Su Xiaomo set off without hesitation, but Yan Teng, who was silent on the plane, figured out one thing. Lin Shengping suddenly became so radical. It turned out that they were so confident because they had learned the news that Grandpa was about to die in advance.

Thinking of this, Yan Teng clenched his fists unconsciously, damn it.

Su Xiaomo looked at Yan Teng's reaction distressedly, put his hand on his fist, slowly and little by little let go of his fist, and clasped his fingers tightly with her. She didn't say anything, But she expressed her idea that she would definitely be by his side with her actions.

Mr. Yan has been vigorous all his life, and he used iron and blood methods to make the current Yan Group have such a deep-rooted situation. He has trained Yan Teng hard since he was a child, and he has been in constant conflict with him, but in the end he loves this grandson in his heart. When he was dying, what he wanted to see the most was this general who would fight against him, for fear that he would always challenge his grandson again.

"Grandpa, brother will be here soon." Yan Jing choked with sobs, and the tears rolled in her eyes for several times, and finally she couldn't hold back the tears. She looked at the cloudy eyes and sick complexion of Mr. Yan, and her heart ached like a knife. , she absolutely never expected that this would be a life-and-death farewell.

"Xiao Jing." Elder Yan stretched out his hand weakly, staring at the distance absently, his eyes hurriedly hit his own hand, holding the old and skinny hand of Elder Yan, feeling sore in his heart, he endured it for a long time The tears finally couldn't be held back, and they dripped on the back of his other hand with a thud.

"Are you here?" Old Master Yan's tone had expectations that had never appeared before, Yan Jing nodded, and then realized that Old Master Yan couldn't see, and said anxiously.

"Here it comes, brother will be here soon." Yan Jing looked anxiously at the door, if only she could notify her earlier, she shouldn't have listened to grandpa, thinking it was just another minor illness, she shouldn't of.

The granddaughter's suppressed crying sounded next to his ears. Mr. Yan wanted to comfort him, but he had more energy than he could. He felt that the blood in his body was slowing down, and his breathing and consciousness were gradually disappearing. The great achievements of this life flashed before his eyes. Only then did he realize that all the prosperity and glory are things outside the body after all. They are not brought with them when they are born, and they are not taken away after death. Only the obsession in his heart now makes him feel a little bit of strength.

"Grandpa, don't close your eyes, brother will be here soon, don't you... don't you want to see him?" Yan Jing almost broke down in tears, almost unable to control herself from crying.

"I'm afraid... I'm afraid... I can't wait any longer." A beautiful figure appeared in front of Mr. Yan's eyes. It was a person who disappeared a long time ago. It was his wife, and it was the first time he saw her. In the scene, she came to pick herself up.

"Grandpa, here we come." Yan Jing heard the heavy and hurried footsteps, saw Yan Teng's bluish face appearing in front of her, and couldn't help shaking the hand holding Old Master Yan.

Yan Teng walked step by step to the thin old man on the bed, who was tortured by illness and lost his previous majestic and cold image, his eyes turned red unconsciously.

Su Xiaomo subconsciously covered her mouth, and big tears fell from her eyes.

"Xiao Teng." There was a gleam of light in Mr. Yan's cloudy eyes, and he called his nickname again, lovingly looking at this accomplished grandson whom he had forced out with his own hands, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"Grandpa." Hearing Mr. Yan call his nickname, Yan Teng choked up and called softly. This was the first time that he didn't reject him, but wanted to get very close to Mr. Yan. He held Mr. Yan while One hand, feeling the coldness and thinness in the hand, supported himself not to cry with extraordinary perseverance.

"I haven't been able to bring you anything in my life... warmth, do you blame me?" Mr. Yan finished a complete sentence holding his breath.

Yan Teng shook his head resolutely: "No wonder, Grandpa, you will always be the most respectable person in my heart."

Although he was always confronting each other, even tearing his face apart, deep in Yan Teng's heart, Mr. Yan had always been his goal.

Mr. Yan seemed to have settled down on the important matter in his heart, showing a satisfied smile, and the only light in his eyes disappeared.

Yan Jing watched this scene, and unconsciously shouted: "Grandpa, don't..."

Mr. Yan took one last look at Su Xiaomo, who had followed Yan Teng in. Now he was crying so hard, thinking that his grandson was finally happy, he slowly closed his eyes.

"Grandpa—" the piercing shout resounded throughout the room.

Su Xiaomo stepped forward quickly, and put her hand on the trembling Yan Teng's shoulder. She knew that he was crying, and he also knew that he didn't want her to see him.

Mr. Yan completely closed his eyes, and the disturbances in this world have nothing to do with him anymore. The slight smile at the corner of his mouth proves that at least he left without any worries.

Yan Teng rested his head on Mr. Yan's hand, and the sheets were wet with tears. He quickly calmed down, stood up and helped Yan Jing, who was crying hoarsely and collapsed on the ground, he couldn't be knocked down, there are many more Things to face.

Seeing Yan Teng with tears in the corners of his eyes, calmly and resolutely handling the funeral of Mr. Yan, besides being able to warm Yan Teng, Su Xiaomo could only comfort Yan Jing.

Yan Jing, who usually spoke harshly and was always cold-eyed, was crying like a child in Su Xiaomo's arms. Su Xiaomo was deeply affected by that helplessness and sadness.

Su Xiaomo just stroked Yan Jing's back tirelessly again and again, hoping to make her feel better.

The funeral of Mr. Yan will be held three days later, and there are very few people present, all of whom are close relatives.

Before he could immerse himself in sadness, Yan Teng returned home immediately, but the company has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past few days.

"Yan Teng."

Liang Qi came to pick up the plane, looking at the distraught eyes and listless Su Xiaomo behind him, he felt equally sad, and what was even more sad was that after learning of Mr. Yan's death, Zhaohui and Lin Shengping actually instigated other The director asked Yan's Group to change the dynasty and needed a president with more leadership.

High-sounding, in the final analysis, it's not about wanting to be the leader.

The company's funds are now frozen, there is no capital flow, and all business cannot be carried out. Many companies that have heard the news are putting pressure on Yan Teng.

A business is like a battlefield. There are no permanent friends, only permanent interests. Seeing the core spirit of the Yan family, Mr. Yan, leave, others will inevitably feel a little ready to move.

Without stopping, Yan Teng and Liang Qi, who didn't even have time to rest, came to the company to appease the employees, and formally negotiated with Zhaohui and Lin Shengping.

Watching the very brief news broadcast on the news, Yan Jun couldn't tell what it was like.

"Don't watch it, you're dead." Hua Han turned off the TV, looked at Yan Jun's unexplainable expression, and sighed helplessly.

"Actually, I should be happy. This cruel old man is finally dead." Yan Jun said quietly.

Hua Han looked at him, and found that his gaze was fixed on an unknown place in the distance, a little erratic.

"Don't think so much, it doesn't have much to do with you." Hua Han knew all the bitterness and pain of Yan Jun, so he could understand his mood at the moment when he said such words.

"But it's strange, I'm not happy at all." Wanting to immerse himself in his emotions, Yan Jun said to himself.

"Jun'er, listen to me." Hua Han stood in front of Yan Jun, blocking his sight and forcing him to look up at her.

"You are now a popular male god, you have an enviable handsome appearance, you have a good reputation and a lot of loyal fans, you have a bright future, you shouldn't stay here, let the past go with the wind." Hua Han Seriously, word by word, with increased volume, people should not live in the past, but look forward.

"Is that so?" Yan Jun looked at Hua Han with blurred eyes, thinking of a child who didn't know what to do next, Hua Han felt distressed.

""Love, Hate, Love and Enmity" is on the air, your future will be smoother and smoother, why bother with these unhappy things?"

Yan Jun seemed to be thinking about this sentence seriously, but at the same time he seemed to be thinking about his own affairs, which made Hua Han unpredictable.

Suddenly, a weird smile appeared on the corner of Yan Jun's mouth, which made Hua Han tremble uncontrollably.

"I should be happy. He deserved what he deserved. I heard that Yan's group is currently in turmoil. He must be very embarrassed. Then I should be even more happy. What's wrong with me?" Yan Jun laughed cooperatively for a few moments. Voice.

It sounded harsh to Hua Han's ears. It was a heart disease that he couldn't cure.

In a quiet cafe, Su Xiaomo held the coffee with a haggard face, but didn't drink it. Murong Yu, who was opposite, looked at it distressedly, but he just looked at it.

"I can help." Simply without extra words, Murong Yu just expressed his position. For Yan Shi, what he has is indeed very small, but sometimes such power cannot be underestimated.

Su Xiaomo smiled kindly and then shook her head, she came today only out of friendship, but he believed that Yan Teng could handle it by himself, even if he couldn't handle it, it didn't matter, she would still be by his side forever.

Murong Yu didn't say much, he knew what Su Xiaomo was thinking, no matter what it was, he would unconditionally support it.

And Yu Qianqian who was not far away looked at Murong Yu's deep admiration for Su Xiaomo, but her heart trembled. Why did he always stand silently behind others, guarding others, even if he Even if you are injured, you can leave it aside as if it doesn't matter.

In the conference room, the heavy atmosphere was overwhelming.

But the two of them easily showed cunning smiles, and their eyes were full of greedy desires.

"Tell me, what do you want?" Yan Teng patiently asked the two old foxes who bit him hard while he was not paying attention.

"Oh." Lin Shengping is a short, fat, and unattractive middle-aged man. The reason why he has come to this day is because of his unremitting face, and then he gave someone a fatal blow in the back, " Where would you be when I was working hard in the mall, obediently hand over the position of president."

Yan Teng didn't pay attention to Lin Shengping's provocative words, but kept staring at Zhaohui, why would he betray this person whom he had trusted before, and who his grandfather had trusted as well.

"We won't accept any other conditions. As long as Yan's Group is handed over to us, I promise to compensate you twice the market price." Zhao Hui said without changing his expression under Yan Teng's cold gaze.

If they were really ambitious, Liang Qi would slander them. They are now the directors of the company, and they can live extravagantly. Why bother with a position of president? Lin Shengping may be such a power-hungry person, but Zhaohui is not.

"If I don't give it." Yan Teng's voice became more determined.

"Then don't blame us for being rude." Lin Shengping didn't want to talk nonsense with this little boy who had been dissatisfied for a long time. If they have the ability to freeze the company's assets, they have the ability to force Yan Teng to leave obediently.

"Uncle Chao, I don't understand, why did you do this?" Yan Teng was indifferent to Lin Shengping's words, but kept staring at Zhaohui, hoping to see something from his face.

Zhaohui's expression seemed to change for a moment, just for a moment, and if he didn't look at it for himself, he thought he was dazzled.

"People do it for money, and birds die for food." Zhao Hui still said flatly.

So far, the negotiations ended without a problem.

"Yan Teng, do you think there is something wrong with Zhaohui?" Liang Qi and Yan Teng had the same idea, Zhaohui didn't seem like a person who disregarded friendship for the sake of superiority, at least the former Mr. Yan had the kindness to know him.

Yan Teng didn't speak, just calmly thinking about how to deal with it next.

He had a vague feeling that this matter was not that simple, there should be more than these two people, there must be others in the future, but Yan Teng had no idea who it was.

At night, Yan Teng returned to his study with exhaustion.

Su Xiaomo knocked on the door and entered, saw Yan Teng who was still dealing with business, noticed his increasingly pale face and sunken eye sockets, and finally couldn't help but make a noise to disturb him.

"You're also made of meat, you should go and rest for a while." Su Xiaomo was worried that after returning from abroad, he had barely closed his eyes, and the high-intensity work would make him fall down sooner or later.

"I'm fine." Yan Teng replied without raising his head.

Su Xiaomo felt a pain in her heart. She was in an extraordinary period until now, and there were faint rumors outside that Yan's internal strife, and some other companies that had suffered losses from Yan's hands now had the idea of ​​an alliance. The shaking Yan Group struck again.

"Yan Teng." This time, Su Xiaomo no longer allowed Yan Teng to destroy her body, and resolutely took down the documents in his hand.

Yan Teng was forced to raise his head to look at Su Xiaomo who was a little angry, all the exhaustion surged up, he pulled Su Xiaomo closer to him without saying a word, and leaned his head on her arm.

Su Xiaomo was taken aback for a moment, then hugged him, and rested his head on her stomach. This was a sign of trust. Only in front of someone she trusted could she let go of all defenses and show her exhaustion and hard work.

"Just go and rest for a while, okay?" Su Xiaomo asked softly.

Yan Teng nodded subconsciously.

Su Xiaomo finally smiled and led him to the bathroom.

Because of his busy schedule, Yan Teng, who always loves to be clean, is now in a mess.

Su Xiaomo gently washed Yan Teng's hair, Yan Teng slowly closed his eyes, and sat there enjoying himself.The sound of rushing water was like a lullaby, hypnotizing Yan Teng's exhausted nerves.