Li Changheng knew that the last letter Hobbes asked Claire to send was a blank sheet of paper.

Instinctively, he wanted to remind old Aston, after all, this old man couldn't escape his own eyes by covering his chest with his hands several times.

But when the words came to his lips, he didn't dare, nor could he remind him.

Watching Old Aston open the envelope, his expression changed greatly when he was stimulated by a blank sheet of paper.

Then he covered his chest with his hands, and within a few seconds his face was flushed abnormally, his eyes went dark, and he fell to the ground softly.

"Father,,".

Oliver screamed in horror and rushed to Old Aston, and the others surrounded him with a look of anxiety and surprise.

Only Li Changheng stood up immediately, picked up the phone, called the internal medical office of the Diamond Group, and then called the emergency number.

"Don't surround Lord Aston, he needs an unobstructed environment at this time."

Li Changheng pushed away the two shareholders and said to Oliver, "Let the Lord lie down and unbutton his tie and shirt collar.

Never shake his body and wait for the group's doctors to come for first aid.

Otherwise, any wrong action will only aggravate the Lord's condition. "

Everyone hurried back when they heard it. Only Oliver, as the son of old Aston, dared and had to squat down, lay the old Aston flat, and unbutton the old man's tie and shirt.

Then Li Changheng asked eagerly, "Oliver, does the Lord have a heart attack?

If so, I will tell the doctor about his condition and what kind of medicine he often takes. "

"Ming, understand."

In just these ten seconds, Oliver was sweaty, and while muttering memories of old Aston's medical records, he found a small bottle from the outer pocket of his suit.

But the medicine was found, but he fell into a coma.

Then I listened to Li Changheng’s calm voice, “Feel the Lord’s pulse. If the heartbeat stops, you must do artificial respiration now.”

"Yes, but I won't," Oliver looked at Li Changheng with some bewilderment.

Then he stood up, grabbed Li Changheng's arm and pleaded, "Henry, please save my father, save him."

But Li Changheng relied on the little fur in his memory that he had seen on the Internet to guide Oliver.

Let him get started personally, even if he dares, he won't really get started.

If the wrong first aid method was used, the old Aston died. Afterwards, Oliver Aston don't say thank you. If it is not a vengeance, Oliver will know the righteousness.

However, Li Changheng would still be able to perform pretentiously and drag time.

Squatting down, so that everyone can see his movements, put his fingers on the pulse of old Aston's wrist, and then stretched his hand under the old man's nose to see if he was breathing.

Then he said with surprise on his face, "You still breathe, hurry up and go to the elevator to wait for the doctor.

Call the front desk of the building and ask them to keep the elevator and gates open.

Notify the nearby police station and ask them to dispatch police to keep the road to the hospital unobstructed so that the ambulance can rush to the hospital quickly. "

"Ming, understand."

Oliver called, and the two shareholders quickly ran out of the office to wait for the group's doctor.

The group doctor I saw yesterday quickly rushed in with a medical kit on his back.

After listening to old Aston's chest with a stethoscope for a few seconds, he gave the old man first aid.

At noon, all the shareholders waiting in the Diamond Group finally heard the news that Old Aston was out of danger.

However, the bad news is that the old guy hasn't come to his senses yet, and he certainly won't be able to serve as chairman again. He will probably have to rest in the years to come.

But this is good news for Li Changheng, and it's something he thought about and looked forward to at the beginning.

Old Aston can support Oliver alive, but he can't continue to hold office, at best he can give Oliver an idea.

Even watching Oliver's performance all the time, for the sake of his own father's health, maybe he kept the group from the old man.

And if Oliver wants to be the chairman of the group, does he have to win over the major shareholders?

At 12 o'clock at noon, the contract for the transfer of 2.1% of the shares was sent over by the lawyers of the Diamond Group.

Li Changheng took the contract and said he was going to show his lawyers, got on his Rolls Royce, and asked Zhang Tianzhi to drive him to see Hobbs.

Probably because the old Aston had a heart attack, Rolls Royce wandered around London for an hour, making sure that no one was following him, and then he really drove to his destination.

In an abandoned warehouse, I saw Blue River, hot and tied up, Hobbes lying on the ground.

"You all go out."

After all three of Zhang Tianzhi were driven away, Li Changheng did not immediately kill Hobbes.

After all, the ghost knew if the old guy had any other players, in case he left a letter to an unknown friend, or an unsuspecting lawyer like Claire.

Ask him to send the bank account number to the media under certain circumstances, and that would be a big trouble.

Therefore, Li Changheng personally untied Hobbes from the rope and helped him to sit up, and only then did he put the six or seven newspapers this morning in front of him.

"Sinclair Barkley committed suicide, Sinclair Insurance Company fell into a crisis of bankruptcy, 100% will be acquired.

Lord Mill Aston suffered a heart attack more than two hours ago. Although he was rescued, he must quit his chairmanship and retire at home.

And I got the money, so neither of us owes anyone else, right? "

Hobbs, who was reading the newspaper, raised his head in surprise and looked at Li Changheng's eyes.

After not discovering any malice ~lightnovelpub.net~ smiled in relief, "Are you not going to kill? After all, that's a full 100 million pounds.

In case someone knows, not only the media will stare at you, but the Royal Palace, Diamond Group, and Sinclair's family will not let you go. "

Li Changheng shrugged, "If it is unnecessary, no normal person wants to kill.

After all, I have no hatred with you. You didn't know me before yesterday, let alone have anything to do with your wife.

Now I have completed your commission, and I am very satisfied with the reward.

Your grievances have also been reported, and your wish has been fulfilled. You should think about how to enjoy your old age, right? "

"Thank you," Hobbs smiled and nodded, then stretched out his hand to let Li Changheng stand up to his feet, "Goodbye, child, I sincerely wish you a safe life."

Seeing Hobbs, who was walking outside after saying this sentence, Li Changheng's hand subconsciously stretched out to his armpit, holding the carved revolver that had never been facing anyone.

But when faced with a stumbling back figure, although he wanted to pull out the gun, a voice kept coming up in his head telling him that things were not that simple.

Hobbs went too straight forward, as if waiting to do it himself.

Hobbs smiled when he walked to the door of the warehouse. Only then did he really believe that Li Changheng really let him go.

Looking back at Li Changheng with his hand under his arm, he walked back and said, "You should have killed me so that the dead can keep the secret."

Li Changheng let go of his hand holding the revolver, sighed helplessly, and said half-truth, "To be honest, I want to kill you, but it is really not that easy to destroy a life.

So, does this count as my bet right? "