The 10-Billion-Dollar CEO Collapsed After Suffering from Terminal Illness

[Commentary has been opened] Advance paymentWhat else will you do besides giving money ------Copywriting of this article------------------- He is terminally ill! Ye Xingran held the test form in his trembling left hand, and clutched the eleven-digit bank card in his right hand, with tears in his eyes. He started his own business from scratch and has been stingy for twenty-eight years. Ye Xingran took two sharp breaths and spent money! Why don't you save it for repairing the tomb? Ye Xingran suddenly sat up from the bed. He wanted to spend money! But he bought everything he could, and Ye Xingran still found it boring. He should let himself experience more of the joys of life during his lifetime. Ye Xingran's eyes suddenly lit up when he was stuck at a traffic light while driving a million-dollar luxury car. He had never been in love before! It happened that the handsome face was scrolling on the large LED screen in the mall next to him. Ye Xingran was stunned and even forgot about the green light. He didn't react until there was a car twenty meters behind him. Huo Siyu - the youngest actor. Ye Xingran immediately found an acting manager to take care of the company. What is the job? He needs to pack his bags and get ready to fall in love. But why does this actor look so much like his classmate before he transferred to another school? He couldn't remember it, and Ye Xingran didn't worry about it. This was not something that his mother, who was about to die, should consider. The handsome people in this world all have one thing in common: being handsome is enough. Huo Siyu was elegant alone in the mansion and was about to start emo. Suddenly I got news from my agent that a boss wanted to see him and he could invest or start a company. The goal is obvious. Huo Siyu laughed angrily. He had seen stupid people, but he had never seen rich and stupid people. He decided to go and meet the boss in person to make him give up. However, when he met the so-called boss at the club the next day, Huo Siyu almost crushed his phone to pieces. Huo Siyu narrowed his eyes slightly. The man opposite looked like a college student, and he looked slightly familiar. Ye Xingran: Handsome boy, are you in love? Huo Siyu: Talk, we must talk! After being terminally ill, Ye Xingran had no scruples and would touch his hands and kiss his mouth when seduced by the other party - he was bored every day and acted recklessly with the confidence of being rich without any thought of responsibility. The identity of his high school classmate was revealed, and Huo Siyu held the misdiagnosis certificate issued by the doctor: Xingxing, let's get married. Ye Xingran: Okay. Until the last two people finished presenting the evidence, Ye Xingran: terminal illness? The doctor was about to cry: Ye, Ye Dong, misdiagnosis... Ye Xingran: OMG! [Looking cool and domineering, but being in love and acting like a spoiled brat, there is no limit to attacking in order to have a wife] [The proud son of heaven, the business wizard thought he was going to die, he was addicted to men and fell in love with novices] ------Copywriting----------- [Business tycoon restrains and tolerates loyal dog attack x exquisite petty bourgeoisie and cool artist suffers] Yun City News, the industry giant from the Qianzhi Group went back and forth to offer people tens of millions of dollars in money, but he didn't even touch that person's hand. "Oh, who's to blame? I heard that Director Qian asked his secretary to send the resources there. I don't know if Teacher Qu still remembers this person." "He is said to be a business tycoon, but he was not a poor boy ten years ago. He has been obsessed with money over the years and has no brains to think about this. Last time Haicheng Quhuai took the initiative to talk to the hotel about plans. It would be better for him to go to the front desk and pay for the entire floor of the room and then leave?" —— "Quhuai..." Only Qian Qiu himself knew that when facing the artist who was wearing a high-end suit and whose fingertips were so elegant, his mind that controlled the overall situation in the shopping mall would instantly go blank. He was afraid of offending the other party, afraid that the smell of copper would disturb Qu Huai's inspiration, and even more afraid that saying "I like you" would disqualify him from even sending resources. Every time he saw that person, he felt his heart beating so fast that he didn't even have the courage to say hello. He was afraid that his existence would offend Qu Huai, and he was even more afraid that his world was too complicated and would tarnish the person who was purely engaged in art. The eyes of the men in the office were dim. He has nothing to give away, he can only give away resources and money. Qu Huai is the successor of the Lacquer Art Research Institute of S University in Yun City. The maturity and sophistication of his craftsmanship have long surpassed that of the old professor of the institute. He is well-known in S University. This man is cold and noble, and likes to look at people with his nostrils. People in the industry say that this guy is not someone to be trifled with. If you want to take the works in his hands, you don't just have to have money. During a lecture, this man's snow-white neck and arrogant expression were like a swan, which dazzled Qian Qiu, who had always only focused on money. Since then, a beautiful man named Qu Huai has appeared in those eyes. As a business giant in Yun City, Qian Chou has monopolized most of the market for ten years since he founded the Qianzhi Group. Everyone calls him ruthless and thoughtful. But this powerful capitalist in the business world is incredibly stupid and timid emotionally. He sent a steady stream of resources to Qu Huai, but he never showed up in person. When the secretary asked the reason, Qian Chou only replied with two words, "Abrupt." From the high-end lacquer wood raw materials produced by lacquer artists to the recommended places in international competitions, to the dinner invitations from national experts in the industry, Qian Chou did not hesitate to send people to Teacher Qu's research institute. The money he poured in was enough to buy a commercial street, but he never even touched the hand of his sweetheart. The secretary pursed her lips and looked embarrassed, "Director Qian... Teacher Qu, I have returned it to you." Qian Qiu sat behind the million-dollar ebony table and frowned. He rubbed the pen with his fingertips: "Mr. Cui will go to the exhibition in the next city tomorrow and send an invitation to Teacher Qu." "In the future, if he pushes it, he will send it in a different way, don't say it was me who asked him to." Secretary:...... Late at night, Qian Qiu closed his eyes facing the window. Teacher Qu is as pure as a god. He is as clean from the tip of his hair to his toes. He is an artist, a person living in the clouds. If these three words "I like" come out of his own mouth, it will only dirty Qu Huai's ears. There was only one thing placed in the showcase in the bedroom, which was a champagne glass made of raw lacquer. The luster of the fritillary looked like gauze, as thin as cicada wings, and as warm as jade under the moonlight. It is the work of an outstanding graduate that Qian Qiu bought at a high price from the collection of S University - Qu Huai, an outstanding 16th-level undergraduate graduate. Since the champagne glass arrived in the villa from S, it has always been kept in the display cabinet. Its collectors look at it seriously and are obsessed with it. But never touch. "Hey! Did you hear that last time Teacher Qu and Mr. Cui hit it off at the exhibition hall and chatted until dark? Our Director Qian even specifically asked the staff not to disturb him, but he ended up waiting at the entrance of the exhibition hall for seven hours!" "It has become a joke in the circle. If you ask me to talk about Qianqian, I am too cowardly. His face can obviously be achieved by his appearance, but he relies on spending money, so why bother!" When these words reached Qian Chou's ears, he just glanced at the speaker and didn't say a word in defense. Until a certain charity dinner, Qu Huai was pestered by a difficult partner who wanted to drink. When the other party's hand almost touched Qu Huai's wrist, Qian Qiu, who had always been calm, lost his composure for the first time. He rushed over to protect Qu Huai behind him, the cuffs of his suit were stretched tight, and his eyes were so cold that it could freeze someone to death: "I take care of his business." The partner wanted to refute based on his seniority, but was so frightened by Qian Chou's look that he dared not speak - that look could drive his opponent to bankruptcy in the shopping mall, but now he was using it to protect him. During the second half of the dinner, Qian Qiu was afraid that someone would harass Qu Huai again, so he simply stayed by his side, but still maintained a safe distance of half a meter, and was even careful when handing him a glass of champagne. Qu Huai finally couldn't help but laugh when he looked at the man in front of him, whose ears were red but who was still trying to act like a domineering boss. He took a step forward and lightly touched the Windsor knot of Qian Qiu's tie with his fingertips. His voice was a bit drunk: "Director Qian, rather than sending resources, I would like to know more about when you will be free to have a meal with me?" Qian Qiu raised his head suddenly and ran into Qu Huai's smiling eyes, where his own appearance was clearly reflected. He was stunned for a few seconds before speaking in a hoarse voice: "Tomorrow night, I will order the private dining room you like." Qu Huai nodded and pinched his wrist gently with his fingertips: "Okay, but this time, don't let Secretary Gao come to dine with me again." "I want you to accompany me in person." In the midst of the excitement, the resources that Teacher Qu had returned one by one were lying in the office of Qianzhi Building, waiting to be sent out by the man himself. Purpose: Cherish life, love life, and live out the colorful possibilities of life!