The green camphor tree has a deep view

Song Weizi looked at Wen Qing who was standing quietly in front of him, and suddenly felt a strong hatred. If it weren't for this vixen Wen Qing who aroused Qi Fan's desire, how could Qi Fan become like this half-dead state now?

If... Song Weizi's eyes gradually turned cold as he looked at Wen Qing - if Wen Qing could spend a night with Qi Fan and satisfy Qi Fan's desire, maybe Qi Fan would let her go?

This thought scared Song Weizi herself, but the desire was like the bad news flying out of Pandora's box, which was unstoppable and made her put this desire into practice.

"Your aunt had a stroke, didn't she?" She asked Wen Qing, but her eyes were on Zhou Wen, "Is her leg and feet still flexible?"

"It's OK. I'm doing some rehabilitation in the community." Wen Qing replied. She felt a little strange, wondering why Song Weizhi was in the mood to care about such things.

"Have you heard of hot spring therapy?" Song Weizhi stared at Zhou Wen's legs. "The hot spring hotel we used to go to has recently added a hot spring therapy rehabilitation program."

"Are you talking about the Huayuan Hot Spring Hotel under your name?" Zhou Wen was very familiar with this hotel. She had accompanied Old Lady Song there many times before. "When did you start the rehabilitation program? I haven't heard about it."

"It happened in the last one or two months. We cooperated with Song's Hospital." Song Weizhi hesitated for a moment, but still said, "It was opened after Jingshen took over. I just found out about it."

Zhou Wen said "Oh" and didn't say anything else. Song Jingshen secretly bought Song's stocks and brought many assets of the Song Group under his command. In order to protect the core assets of the Song Group, Song Weiming sacrificed his car to save his master and transferred most of the assets under Song Weizhi's name to Song Jingshen, and Huayuan Hot Spring Hotel was one of them.

Zhou Wen knew some of the inside story and understood that Song Weizhi would definitely not be happy facing this situation, so she did not comment. Unexpectedly, Song Weizhi was very enthusiastic about promoting the product.

"You can go and have a look. Although I no longer have the management rights, I am still an independent director there and have the privilege of free trial projects." Song Weizi took out a business card from his bag and placed it on the dining table.

Wen Qing raised her eyebrows, picked up the business card, and asked, "Will you let my aunt try the rehabilitation program for free?"

Is there such a good thing? Wen Qing couldn't believe it.

Seeing Wen Qing's concerns, Song Weizhi said, "Don't get me wrong, I'm doing this for my nephew Jing Long. If your aunt gets better soon, won't that also solve Jing Long's worries?"

"Besides, you can't go there for nothing." Song Weizhi paused, and then said, "You have a good relationship with the girl from the Yin family, right? The girl makes short videos and wants to help promote this project. The Yin family also has some resources. You can go there to try it out and provide some promotional materials."

"Does Song Jingshen know about the promotion of the rehabilitation project?" Wen Qing asked.

Unexpectedly, Wen Qing caught his weakness. Song Weizhi's eyes were stern, and he replied somewhat harshly: "I am an independent director. I don't need to ask him for instructions on the promotion of a project."

"I'm not interested in your internal decision-making process. I just don't want to cause trouble for Song Jingshen." Wen Qing looked at Song Wei's weak appearance and said with a faint smile, "Thank you for your kindness, but we won't participate. I believe that with the strength of the Song and Yin families, they can find more suitable promotional materials than my aunt."

"Do you look down on people like that?" Song Weizhi asked angrily, "You don't even want the free convalescence and rehabilitation."

"Thank you for your consideration, but we are not qualified to cooperate with you." Wen Qing said politely, "I hope you can understand that we don't want to have any more unnecessary interactions with the Song family."

Song Weizi had a cold face, snorted, and pushed the door open and left.

With a bang, the door was slammed, causing the door frame to shake.

Wen Qing shrugged, threw the business card in her hand into the junk box beside the table, and sat back in her chair to continue processing data.

"Wouldn't it be a bad idea to reject her directly like this?" Zhou Wen sat down opposite her worriedly.

"If we don't play it straight, she'll cause a lot of trouble." Wen Qing glanced at her aunt and paused for a moment. "Do you want to go?"

Zhou Wen shook her head and said, "I'm worried that she'll do something shady again."

"When water comes, cover it with earth; when soldiers come, fight them with generals." Wen Qing smiled and continued to tap the keyboard. "If she has any tricks, just use them."

"She seems to want you to be nicer to Qi Fan." Zhou Wen said.

"Better?" Wen Qing snorted disdainfully, "Qi Fan and the Song family are the same. I can't be nice to him."

"Qi Fan still has feelings for you. I heard from Gu Huaiyuan that he has been looking for you recently and even went to the professor's office." Zhou Wen felt that Wen Qing was a little strange. "Qing'er, you were not such a cold person before."

"I am grateful that he cares about me, but he actually brought me trouble." Wen Qing said calmly, "I don't think it is necessary to respond to a source of trouble. I think it is more appropriate to deal with it coldly."

Zhou Wen sighed and said, "Qi Fan is a pitiful child. He has been compared with Jing Shen since he was a child, but he can never compare. When he was a child, his father was busy trying to curry favor with Song Weiming, and his mother had a bad relationship with his father. He longed for a stable love, but he didn't expect to fall in love with you again."

"I can't give him stable love. I lack a sense of security myself." Wen Qing said, "He started pursuing me the first time he saw me. He probably didn't intend to seek any love from me. He was just attracted by my beauty. There are many high school boys like this. I have met many of them when I was a tutor. It's just that Qi Fan is a little... weak." Wen Qing said carefully.

"A person who longs for love is always weak." Looking at Wen Qing's calm face, Zhou Wen smiled softly, "Children as calm and strong as our Qing'er are always a minority."

"Qi Fan's family is rich and he has people who love him, so he can be as weak as he wants." Wen Qing smiled and said, "I'm different. I don't have the qualifications to be weak."

"Don't be too stubborn, Qing'er." Zhou Wen had a look of worry on her face. "Girls who are too stubborn will suffer a lot."

Wen Qing hummed, thinking, since she had to suffer anyway, she might as well take the initiative to suffer. At least she would know clearly what was going on.

But she said, "I don't feel any hardship. Maybe I'm used to it." She thought about it and couldn't help asking, "Aunt, is there really no possibility for you and Professor Gu?"

"I'm not worthy of him." Zhou Wen sighed, "Besides, if I really marry Gu Huaiyuan, Jing Long will completely cut off contact with the Song family in the future. Cutting off contact is fine, but I'm afraid the Song family will retaliate..."

"Is Song Weiming so petty?" Wen Qing said with a curled lip, "You allow him to eat and take things for free, but you don't allow others to find a companion."

"He has feelings for me, but feelings are not as important as interests." Zhou Wen said quietly.

"Even if he marries you, all of Gu Huaian's shares will go to Song Jingshen, but Song Jingshen is still his son, and the benefits will always be in the hands of the Song family." Wen Qing said disapprovingly, "I think he is just making excuses and is unwilling to take responsibility."

"You don't understand. The Song family is a big family with great wealth. Song Weiming has been in charge of the Song family's industry for many years and will never allow others to interfere with his position." Zhou Wen said, "Even if Gu Huaian didn't happen, he would not be willing to hand over power to Jing Shen."

"Then can he take it to the grave?" Wen Qing smiled and clicked the mouse to let the data run by itself. "Now Song Jingshen has replaced the original with the new, and has taken over most of the Song Group's industries. Song Jingshen has tried every means to prevent it, but he still couldn't prevent it. I guess he is vomiting blood right now."

Zhou Wen hesitated for a moment: "Based on my understanding of him, he won't just sit there and wait for death."