Shang Qian walked in, glanced around indifferently, and drew his lips:
"I heard that you are much better?"
I remember when I first came in, the status of the quotient group was not generally bad.
In middle age, one's favorite son becomes a vegetable, and one's proudest career becomes someone else's. how can normal people suffer such a blow?
But the business group is not a normal person!
Anyway, they are also the people who make a place in the shopping malls of M country.
The remaining prestige is still there.
Shang Qun looked at Shang Qian darkly, without any compromise or goodwill:
"Let you down. I'm far from dead."
Up to now, they have torn their faces, and there is no need to maintain the apparent father son relationship for certain interests.
After all, as far as the current situation is concerned, Shang Qian is a proper winner.
Seeing this, Shang Qian also sat down on the opposite sofa without hesitation. His two long legs occupied most of the position, giving people a sense of oppression in an instant.
Shang Qun had to admit that his son, whom he had despised since childhood, was no longer what he used to be.
Otherwise, it would be too easy for him to leave the sanatorium.
But in fact, he is now so constrained that he can't even get out of the door.
How ridiculous.
Shang Qian's voice was cold and his eyes were somewhat thin:
"I know. We contacted you. What happened to Shang's group recently must be your advice?"
This sentence is not a question, but a determined tone.
Shang Qun's eyes flashed and he snorted proudly.
Look, is he still scared?
Ginger is still old and spicy.
"Do you think if you lock me up here, I will be caught and die?
Shang Qian, don't forget, I'm your father. I gave you your life. If you collude with that woman to occupy the business, you can rest easy?
Have you ever thought that that woman only used you for the sake of the merchants? Do you deserve the merchants for what you have done to me and the merchants? "
Shang Qun said that his chest fluctuated up and down. It can be seen that he wanted to point his nose and scold him for a long time.
Sure enough, he was a white eyed wolf with a cheap life. He should have killed him at the beginning!
Waiting for him to finish scolding, Shang Qian lifted his eyelids, and his lips were somewhat indifferent and sarcastic:
"If there is anything in me that is worth her using, I will feel extremely honored."
He smiled. When he mentioned "she", his eyes softened for a moment.
Looking at him again, his eyes were as cold as ice.
"White eyed wolf, I knew you were eating the food of the merchants and trying to harm the merchants. It was only today that I should have..."
Shang Qun was in a hurry. He paused for a second when talking about exciting places.
Shang Qian smiled and said softly, "should I be pushed down the window?"
Shang Qun suddenly widened his eyes, looked at him incredulously, and his face was pale.
"What did you say?"
He was uneasy and wondered if he knew anything?
Shang Qun stroked the corner of his eyebrows. His voice was low and cold:
"Before my mother jumped out of the building, someone gave her a lot of sleeping pills and asked the psychiatrist to guide her to jump out.
It's not a day or two since Shang Yi tried to kill my mother.
You know that her presence will make Shang Yi's mother unhappy. That afternoon, you asked the servant to put sleeping pills in her food. With psychological inducement, I jumped down at the moment I went to see her. "
He calmly narrated a thing that seemed to have nothing to do with himself.
But it really happened to me.
Shang Qun's face turned pale little by little. His pupils shrank, and his neck was stiff and held at a strange angle, as if he had been choked by someone.