Be wild and enjoy Gong Xue's arms without any disturbance, without any pain or slowness.

But if you think about it from his perspective, they have to get everything from him.

"Oh, I'll just hunt for wild food from now on. I can't handle it." Nan Yi sighed silently in his heart.

"eon!"

Scarlett suddenly turned over and knelt on the sofa, patting her erection.

"I haven't showered yet."

"e on!"

…

The next day, it was sunny and windy.

Nan Yi and Scarlett were sitting in the garden of the manor eating breakfast.

"Adam, there will be a guest coming from Xiangguan to visit me tomorrow."

"who?"

"Victor Lee."

Nan Yi thought for a moment and guessed who this person was. The name "Li Yingying" has a strong naming style of the Li family. He should be Li Tongban's eldest son Li Xiaochao.

"Talk to you about Husky shares?"

"Yes."

"Which company does it represent?"

"Lee's Trust."

“How many shares of Husky does the Lee Trust have?”

"8% is disclosed, and the hidden part is not clear and difficult to check," Scarlett said.

"Oh, my requirement is to hold absolute controlling rights. You decide whether to sell part of the shares."

"If the price offered by Victor Lee is high enough, I will sell part of it. Scarlett Petroleum will raise funds to invest in other oil fields. Adam, I want to talk to the shareholders of Pan American Holdings. Scarlett Petroleum will acquire

1% stake in Jebel Ali Free Trade Zone.”

"Next, do you want to go to Dubai?"

Nanyi asked Rachel to go to Dubai. When Dubai was not so wealthy, it invested a lot of money in Dubai's infrastructure. The Jebel Ali Free Trade Zone established in 1985 included Pan American Holdings.

Invest 5% of the shares.

Gu Fei

This share only has dividend rights and has a lifespan of twenty years. By 2006, the Jebel Ali Free Trade Zone will no longer have anything to do with Pan American Holdings.

"Yes, Dubai will auction a number of oil fields in the near future."

Nanyi thought about it and said: "Don't even think about the shares. The future prospects of the Jebel Ali Free Trade Zone are very good. The shareholders can see this clearly. They can't agree to sell the shares unless you force it through."

resolution."

"I'd better try to talk to the shareholders. Forced approval will never work. Unless you come forward, Mr. Davidson of Morgan proposed to let you work in Pan American Investment Holdings with an annual salary of 12 million. Adam, the shareholders still trust you more." Scarlett

He said rather jealously.

"When did you say that?"

"I had dinner with him a few days ago."

Nan Yi put down his knife and fork, picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, "Are you sure he's not testing or making excuses?"

"I'm sure that the shareholders attribute all the credit for the rapid development of Pan American Holdings to you, and they turn a blind eye to the hard work Rachel and I have put in." Scarlett said sourly: "Adam, the office of Pan American Holdings

Where is it, have you forgotten it?"

"The decision-making level of Pan American was given by me, and the technical level was realized by Rachel. Your main role is to provide connections. For Pan American, your so-called hard work does not exist at all, but you will never be short of dividends.

On the contrary, I have never received personal dividends..."

Nan Yi said, spreading his hands, as if to say, "Why do you have to be jealous of me?"

"All the dividends I received did not add up to 12 million."

Scarlett is still upset.

"Oh, I understand. I'll take the time to meet with Davidson. If the conditions are not too harsh, I can consider having a part-time job at Pan Am, and my salary will be paid directly to you."

"What I want is not money, what I want is recognition." Scarlett slapped her knife and fork on the table and said indignantly.

Nan Yi stood up, walked to Scarlett, hugged her, and patted her back, "Okay, I have always recognized your ability, otherwise I would not have handed over this big stall in Gangguo to you.

It's not a bad thing to be looked down upon sometimes."

"I know, I just want to complain. Adam, it's time for you to go."

"No hurry, I'll go there at noon."

"I asked someone to check and found out that Lin Shengsheng has advanced esophageal cancer and can no longer eat normally. He will go to see God at any time."

"Really?" Nan Yi hesitated and said, "Then I'd better go there early, at home or in the hospital?"

"Cold Spring Town Church, Lin wanted to leave in the arms of God throughout his life."

Nan Yi let go of Scarlett and said, "I'll go over now."

If quality of life is required, then there is no need for treatment in the advanced stages of esophageal cancer. Even if the disease is controlled, life will be very painful, and most patients will be worse off than dead.

At this stage, the meaning of patients' existence is to generate income for the hospital, accumulate experience for doctors, and serve as props to show filial piety for their children. The dying person hides the pain, and the family members who want to continue to live put down the pain in order to maintain their pain.

Their lives are gradually pushed into poverty and they are heavily in debt.

Finally, under the double attack of physical and psychological pain, I breathed a sigh of relief, closed my eyes in comfort, and ushered in eternal tranquility.

David Lin and Lin Shuyi are fully able to bear the cost of Lin Pingsheng's treatment, but this time Lin Pingsheng is in the church instead of the hospital, which means that he gave up the treatment on his own.

Nan Yi didn't know whether Lin Pingsheng hadn't reached the moment when the oil ran out, or whether he was dragging himself away because of his obsession. If Lin Pingsheng's obsession was because of him...

Nan Yi's mood at the moment was very complicated, with both complaints and self-blame. He complained that Nan Yi had too many interpersonal involvements, and blamed himself for not maintaining a superficial "reconciliation" with Lin Shuyi.

Taking a helicopter, Nanyi quickly arrived at Lengquan Town.

After asking for directions, we soon arrived at the door of the church.

When I walked into the church, I saw two men and a woman surrounding the deepest bench. In the middle of them, there was an oil lamp that was about to go out, leaning on the bench.

The oil lamp is very short and thin. There are only a few wilted weeds on the top of the oil lamp. The cheekbones of the oil lamp are prominent, the cheeks are sunken, and the gums are close to the face. You can clearly see its shape. The arms of the oil lamp are

It's very thin, only a layer of chicken skin is left covering it.

The oil lamp had a strong smell of feces, but no stains were visible on the parts exposed to the air.

Oil lamp is waiting for Nanyi, but oil lamp is afraid of missing Nanyi.

Nan Yi took a deep breath, walked up to Lin Pingsheng, and called out: "Grandpa."

"Er...ah...ah..."

Lin Pingsheng opened his mouth and spat out murky words. His face opened with a smile that was no longer kind and looked very scary. He raised his left hand tremblingly and pointed with his trembling index finger at Lin Shuyi beside him.

Nan Yi turned to look at Lin Shuyi, and called "Mom" with a bit of unwillingness.

"Why!"

Lin Shuyi covered her mouth and choked twice, not daring to let her tears fall.

Seeing that mother and son finally recognized each other, the smile on Lin Pingsheng's face changed from frightening to brilliant. The tangled chicken skin on his face spread out and his eyes slowly closed.

"Damn, I've really become an obsession."

Nan Yi gave himself a hard slap in the face.

…

The funeral process of Christ is relatively simple, and there is no need to choose a date for various ceremonies. Lin Pingsheng's funeral was completed in a few days.

These days, Nan Yi appears when he should appear and dodges when he can. Not only does he have to go about his own business, but he is also not in the mood to listen to Lin Shuyi's heartfelt confession.

After the funeral was over, Nan Yi was invited to Lin Shuyi's townhouse on 59th Street on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

"Nanyi, do you live in New York now?"

After Lin Shuyi made a cup of coffee for Nan Yi, she sat down opposite Nan Yi uneasily.

"I returned to the capital some time ago. I lived in Changdao for more than a year." Nan Yi stirred the coffee with a spoon and replied casually: "Although I didn't ask Liu Zhen how much he told you about me, but I want to know more.

She will tell you more or less, so if you have anything to say, you might as well say it directly."

"You...how many children do you have?"

"Three, two sons and one daughter."

"Can I meet them?"

"I can arrange it, but not too soon. They are not in New York."
To be continued...