Kyoto First Hospital, where Su Meng was hospitalized.

Because of the company's concerns, his condition has not improved, and thinking of the company he spent most of his life to go bankrupt, he felt extremely heavy and painful.

"Hey, this time is really bitter Meier's child!" Su Meng took a bite of the porridge fed by his wife and sighed. Although he was staying in the hospital during this time, his daughter was running into trouble everywhere. Still knowing that, thinking of this, he was extraordinarily guilty and blamed his body for not being upset.

"Well, you don't have to think about it so much, take good care of yourself." His wife Tang Xinlan complained, and fed Su Meng a porridge, she continued: "Yes, Meier called me just now and said that she would come The hospital sees you. "

"Well, I know." Su Meng nodded, having decided in her heart that when Su Meier arrived, she would not let her run for the company anymore, and after she was discharged from the hospital, he declared bankruptcy directly to the bank, although he felt this. Very unwilling, but this is also no way to do it.

About twenty minutes later, the figure of her daughter Su Meier appeared outside the ward, followed by a young man named 17 or 18 years old.

"Dad, do you feel better?" Su Meier asked with concern.

"It's not the same yet." Su Meng laughed, his eyes fell on Song Yan.

Song Xuan did not dare to neglect, and quickly took a step forward, put down the fruit on his hand, and greeted Su Meng and Tang Xinlan: "Uncle Su, good Aunt Tang, I'm Song Ye, sister Su's friend."

"Don't be polite, please sit down." Tang Xinlan politely got up and gave up the stool, because the ward was not spacious and there were no extra stools.

"Auntie, you're welcome. I'll be standing." Song Yan hurriedly quit.

"By the boy, how did you meet Meier?" Tang Xinlan asked with some confusion, and Song Song's age should not have an intersection with his daughter.

"Auntie is like this ... When I came to Yan this time, I ran into Sister Su by chance. I heard that my uncle was in bad health, so I came over to see it." Song Yan simply took him to work in Su Meier Cafe Things have been said.

"The young man is interested!" Tang Xinlan praised. She still had a good impression of Song Yan, she was tall and handsome, and she spoke well.

"Dad, tell you the good news, our company has funds! You can restart the project tomorrow!" Su Meier said suddenly when she handed a cut apple to Su Meng.

"what!"

Su Meng stunned her hand, almost didn't hold the apple in her hand, and quickly got up from the bed, exclaimed: "What are you talking about, Meier? Wouldn't you lie to Dad?"

The words of the father and daughter attracted Tang Xinlan's attention, and he asked with some excitement: "Meier, is the funding really down?"

"It's not that it's gone, but that money has already hit my account!" Su Meier smiled.

"How much?" Su Meng asked quickly.

Su Meier raised a finger.

Su Meng pondered: "There are not too many 100 million. It can barely meet the requirements to restart construction. As soon as construction is started, it is easier to find follow-up funds."

"Dad, it's a billion, not a billion!" Su Meier rolled her eyes.

"Ah! One billion!"

Su Meng couldn't help but immediately rejoiced. If there were really one billion funds, it would be more than enough to complete the project. Thinking of this, he stared closely at his daughter: "Meier, tell your father, which company do you use for this billion funds Arrived? "

"Well! Who else can be this tyrant!" Su Meier pointed to Song Yi.

The husband and wife were collectively stunned, their faces were unbelievable, and at the same time there were some doubts in their hearts. From the perspective of Song Yan's dress, he was completely unlike a rich man. How could he possibly give up one billion funds.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Su Meier knew what they were thinking, so he added: "Daddy, mom, don't look down on him, they have made a billion and thirty million in one morning!"

"No!" Tang Xinlan subconsciously said that even a company with tens of billions of assets may not make a billion a day. How can such a seemingly ordinary teenager make so much.

Song Yan, who has never found a chance to speak, said, "Uncles and aunts, don't listen to Sister Su bluntly. I only made good money today to make one billion three hundred million. Such opportunities may not be met once a year! So without her That name is exaggerated! "

"Then how did you make it?" The couple were more curious.

"An elder went to gamble at Shifang. I just met him and bet against others. I helped him pick a rough stone and won the bet. He divided me into one billion and three hundred million!" Road.

"Gambling on stones is a piece of heaven and a piece of hell!" Su Meng sighed, meanwhile, looking at Song Kun became different.

"That is, gambling is not a good habit!" Said Tang Xinlan deeply.

For a moment, Song Yun's expression was so awkward.

"Parents, they are not here to listen to you two!" Su Meier Jiao reminded.

The husband and wife heard the words and immediately realized that Song Ye was not the junior of their family, and this was indeed inappropriate.

So Su Meng quickly remedied: "Xiao Song is sorry, uncle and your aunt are straightforward people, and have no bad intentions, don't be angry!"

"Uncle Su is serious." Song Yan smiled.

"That's good, that's good!" Seeing Song Ye didn't give him a mustard, Su Meng couldn't help but feel relieved: "By Xiao Song, you injected a billion dollars into this project, and you can't treat you as an uncle. In this way, this project counts you 60%, how do you think? "

The person who worked with him originally invested a billion dollars, and he owns 50% of the shares.

However, Song Ye gave the charcoal in the snow, which not only restarted the project, but also saved his company from bankruptcy. Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to give 10% more shares.

But Song Yong waved his hand.

When Su Meng saw this, his heart tightened suddenly, secretly, did he think that Liucheng had too few shares?

Song Yong's voice sounded again: "Uncle Su, I don't need the shares, I think I will lend this billion to Sister Su, and I will not be late until your company turns around!"

Hearing that Su Meng couldn't help but be surprised, and he could not help but appreciate Song Yan: "Xiao Song, you have to think clearly, it's not your uncle's Kou Haikou. After this project is completed, it will have at least 300 to 500 million profits. Don't buy shares but you're losing money! "

"It's all right, I'm still a student, and I can't spend that much money anyway!" Song Yan said calmly.

He had already made clear how much he could make. This little Song was still not at all interested. He was very young at the age of his part, and he did n’t ask for mercy. It was so rare. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glance at his daughter and secretly said: "It would be nice if Meier was born a few years later, I will marry her to this kid!"

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