Zhang Quanfu and several others gathered around the sofa in Zhang Yingfang's office.
Compared with the rosy face in the morning, Zhang Yingfang's face on the sofa at this moment had no color, and the color of her lips was also scary.
Although Zhang Quanfu favors boys over girls, she is still his flesh and blood after all. Seeing her haggard look, he also felt uncomfortable.
"This? What is going on?" Zhang Quanfu didn't know who he was asking. The people standing next to him looked at each other, and no one knew how to answer.
Hearing Zhang Quanfu's voice, Zhang Yingfang opened her eyes slightly and said weakly: "Dad, I'm fine. Maybe I ate something bad this morning."
"They said you fainted just now," Zhang Quanfu ordered without explanation, "You should go to the hospital now, right away."
"But the meeting isn't over yet..." Zhang Yingfang struggled to get up.
Zhang Quanfu felt sad for a while and said softly: "Go to the hospital first, we can open it with just a few of us..."
He heard Zhang Yingfei behind him suddenly cough twice hard.
Zhang Quanfu turned around and glared at Zhang Yingfei dissatisfied: "Hurry up and contact the car to take your sister to the hospital."
Zhang Yingfei didn't allow Zhang Yingfei to speak, and Xiao Wu on the side said hurriedly: "Mr. Fu, the car we ordered is already downstairs."
Hearing that the car had arrived, Zhang Quanfu raised his eyebrows: "Then why are you dawdling?"
Xiao Wu looked like he was hesitating to speak, and lowered his head silently.
Seeing his expression, Zhang Quanfu immediately realized: It was most likely Zhang Yingfang herself who did not want to go to the hospital. How could her subordinates dare to disobey her orders?
He looked at Zhang Yingfang lovingly, half angry and half reproachful: "Why don't you go to the hospital?"
Zhang Yingfang held her forehead with her hand and whispered: "Ahem, it's an old problem. I'll be fine after just resting for a while. No need to go to the hospital. Besides, German hospitals are so expensive..."
Hearing what she said, Zhang Quanfu's heart moved and he asked in a deep voice: "So, what is said on that piece of paper...is it true?"
"What kind of paper?" Zhang Yingfang asked suspiciously.
Zhang Yinghua handed over the doctor's diagnosis with ill intentions.
Zhang Yingfang took the medical certificate, looked at it twice and immediately asked Zhang Yinghua: "Where did you get this?"
Seeing that Zhang Yingfang did not deny it, Zhang Quanfu understood in his heart. He slowly sat on the sofa, looked at Zhang Yingfang and asked, "When did you get sick? Why didn't you tell your family that you were sick?"
"I can't remember clearly. It might have been a few years ago." Zhang Yingfang's eyes fell on the green plants in the office. "I've seen the doctor several times, but the doctor couldn't tell anything..."
"Do you often vomit (like this)?" Zhang Quanfu asked with concern, "Besides vomiting, do you have any other symptoms?"
There was a faint look of pain on Zhang Yingfang's face, but it passed quickly. She shook her head as an answer.
Just when the two of them were speechless, Zhang Yingfei, who was behind Zhang Quanfu, suddenly jumped up and shook the document in his hand: "Dad and brother both want to know, did you sign this equity transfer agreement? "
Zhang Quanfu glared at Zhang Yingfei, but did not scold him.
Zhang Yingfang reached out and took the paper.
Within two minutes, Zhang Yingfang raised her head angrily, shook the agreement in her hand, and asked in a weak but stubborn tone: "What is this?"
"This is what you promised me before," Zhang Yingfei pretended to be surprised, "You're not going to regret it, are you?"
"I..." Just as Zhang Yingfang was about to question, she felt a cramp in her stomach. She hurriedly put her hand on her abdomen, and beads of sweat began to appear on her cheeks.
Seeing Zhang Yingfang's expression, Zhang Quanfu was so angry that he pointed to the door and shouted to Zhang Yingfei: "Get out."
"Hey, Dad, don't you and me want to know whether this agreement is true?" Zhang Yingfei argued aggrievedly.
Seeing Zhang Quanfu's gloomy face, Zhang Yinghua quickly pushed Zhang Yingfei out of the door.
"Hey, why are you pushing me?" Zhang Yingfei said anxiously, "I haven't finished asking yet?"
Zhang Yinghua smiled mysteriously at him and whispered: "Don't worry."
"Huh? Don't worry?" Just as Zhang Yingfei was stunned, the door closed with a bang from the inside.
"I...I never signed this." Zhang Yingfang said and threw the agreement to the ground.
Seeing her actions, Zhang Quanfu said nothing and winked at Zhang Yinghua.
Zhang Yinghua walked over knowingly, picked up the agreement from the ground, and gently placed it on the coffee table next to the sofa.
"Are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital?" Zhang Yinghua looked at Zhang Yingfang.
"No need." Zhang Yingfang said stubbornly.
"Okay. Then while Dad and I are here, think about it carefully. If you have anything to say to us, such as the confusion, pain or sadness you encountered while running the business, you can share it with us." Zhang Yinghua Act like a life coach.
Zhang Yingfang frowned in surprise and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Dad and I both want to know, what's going on with this agreement?" Zhang Yinghua said, tapping the equity transfer agreement with her fingertips.
"I don't know what this is. I've never seen it before. As for where it came from, you should ask Zhang Yingfei." Zhang Yingfang said coldly, "He must know. Of course, especially when it comes to forging documents."
"We have asked him and he said you transferred all your shares to him because of the pain of the illness."
"What a joke!" Zhang Yingfang sneered, "Why should I transfer my shares to him?"
"Because your condition makes you unfit to make correct decisions. For example, you mistook a reputable company for a scammer and caused your company to suffer losses. For example, you should go to the hospital now but you still insist on not going. If If you continue to have your own way in running the company in the future, who will ensure the interests of all shareholders and the family?" Zhang Yinghua said unhurriedly.
"I know my illness well and it will not affect my decision-making. And you can rest assured that I will never sign a fake agreement."
"Fake agreement? But it has your signature, fingerprints, and company seal on it." Zhang Yinghua asked.
"I! Say! Again! Once!" Zhang Yingfang's voice was weak, but her tone was firm, "It is forged."
Zhang Yinghua couldn't help but get angry when he saw Zhang Yingfang's indifference: "This time it's the fourth child who will help you clean up the aftermath. You can't expect him to wipe it for you every time, right?"
"What are you wiping?" Zhang Yingfang looked confused. "Zhang Yingfei, help me deal with the aftermath? What on earth are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word?"
Zhang Quanfu calmly told her everything that happened when Zhang Yingfang was not in the conference room, and then showed her the newspaper and the contract.
Zhang Yingfang knew some German. She read the newspaper's apology statement intermittently, and then saw the new contract signed by Zhang Yingfei and Lewis Company. She was completely dizzy.
When she didn't notice, the nosebleed slowly flowed out from the middle of her body, and dripped onto the newspaper. In an instant, a bloody red flower appeared on the newspaper.
Zhang Yingfei was pushed out of the door, slammed the door twice, and hid in a conference room of the company. After locking the door and lowering the curtain, he dialed Fujino's cell phone.
"Oh, it's Mr. Zhang." A bass voice came over the phone that made Zhang Yingfei scared and disgusted.
"The agreement has been revealed." Zhang Yingfei lowered his voice, "What if she doesn't agree?"
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