Qu Yan shook his head, shaken off the anxiety and irritation in his happiness, and then he said politely to Jiang Yuli, and then hung up the phone.

After Jiang Yuli hung up the phone, she hummed two songs happily, then called her aunt at home and asked, "What happened to Feiyang today?"

"It's still the same, depressed alone, so she said a few words when Miss Du came, and she was very silent at other times." Auntie couldn't bear it when she talked about his recent situation.

After all, the fact that Song Rou died in front of him still dealt a big blow to him.

Jiang Yuli also knew that this kind of thing could barely come, so she just said: "Then let him rest for two days, and temporarily hand over his work to the director, and then the company will hire a few executives. Go to replace his position, and the psychiatrist, you can consult, how to enlighten him in this situation, I will tell me tomorrow."

"OK."

"Ah, by the way, there is also Miss Du. Tomorrow, help me arrange the itinerary. I'm going to have a taste of fresh food." Jiang Yuli arranged happily.

...

On the second day, Qu Yan returned to the southern business capital.

After all, she still has the position of CEO. She had taken sick leave because of the death of Mrs. Yao, so today, she should continue to work at the company no matter what.

She was in the office dealing with the official business that she had accumulated over the past few days, but Fan Tezhu suddenly came in and told her, "Mr Qu, there will be a board of directors to open in a while."

"What?" Qu Yan frowned.

Generally, the board of directors must have the chairman to attend, but wasn’t Ji Zhuoran still lying in the hospital yesterday?

Why did he come out today! He just doesn't take his body seriously?

Fan Te helped out without knowing it, and just said: "Uh...I just received the notice. I am not very clear about the specific situation."

Qu Yan came back to his senses and realized that he was in a loss, so he shook his head and said helplessly, "I see, you can go out first."

Not long after, she was seated in the conference room again.

The directors also took their positions in turn.

Qu Yan looked at the empty position at the top of the conference table, and his mood was a bit complicated for a while.

Will he come?

However, in the last ten seconds before the start of the conference, Ji Zhuoran still came.

But this time, he was pushed by Kobayashi in a wheelchair.

The directors of the full house were very surprised. The chairman looked good yesterday. Why do you need to make a wheelchair today?

Only Qu Yan knew that the stab wound on his waist was only yesterday. If he walks now, the wound will crack very easily.

Fortunately, he hasn't died to the point where he can do his best.

And even though he was in a wheelchair, his whole body was still compelling, and he felt that he could not be underestimated.

He only glanced at the directors present, and the originally noisy meeting room immediately quieted down.

Xiao Lin, who was pushing the wheelchair behind him, first glanced at Qu Yan nervously, and then said loudly, "The content of today's meeting is, first, to deliver the public property in the hands of former chairman Yao Hanqing; second, to redistribute the share of equity in the hands of shareholders. ."

When Qu Yan heard it, his heart felt tight, and what should have come was still here.

When Mr. Yao was reigning, many of the wealth of the Yao family came from the southern county business capital. After all, his personal image is good, and it is also beneficial to the business community. For example, many of the Yao family’s cars, houses, and assets. It is the public account of the company, that is to say, these Yao family's things are essentially the company's, and after losing their position, they should be returned in full.

Therefore, as soon as Xiao Lin's voice fell, everyone in the conference room turned their eyes on Qu Yan.