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Chapter 307: Sheng Corporation is Yours, Yu Family is Mine

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Jingdu City.

In the corridor outside the intensive care unit, Yu Weixiong asked with a worried expression, "Has A Yu still not woken up?"

The intensive care unit was a sterile environment; he could not enter and could only see Sheng Yu, whose face was wrapped in gauze, lying on the hospital bed, with various instruments connected to his mouth, nose, limbs, and chest.

Qiao Mai shook his head. He took off his rimless glasses with one hand and pinched the bridge of his nose; acting was so difficult.

How did he, a doctor, have to do the work of an actor?

He put his glasses back on and looked at Yu Weixiong with an expression of utter exhaustion and deep concern, "At the time of the explosion, Young Master Yu was closest to the blast point. Even Situ was severely injured, let alone Young Master Yu. It is already a miracle that he was resuscitated."

As he spoke, Qiao Mai sighed, "I hope Young Master Yu is blessed by heaven and can wake up soon."

"Can I go in and see him? I couldn't take care of him when he was so severely injured, so at least let me go in and see him once."

Yu Weixiong's eyes were bloodshot.

"My sister only had this one child."

Qiao Mai said understandingly, "I understand your feelings of concern and worry, as you watched Young Master Yu grow up. It's just that he is currently in a coma, and no one other than the medical staff can take care of him. You wouldn't be able to help even if you went in. Furthermore, Young Master Yu has so many skin burns that his wounds are very prone to infection. Even if we let you wear a sterile suit and perform thorough sterilization, we are afraid of any oversight. It would be bad if Young Master Yu's condition worsened, don't you agree, Mr. Yu?"

Although what Qiao Mai said was reasonable, Yu Weixiong was still not entirely at ease.

Since Sheng Yu was able to uncover so many things about Sheng Hongyao, it meant he had long suspected Sheng Hongyao.

Since Sheng Yu could suspect Sheng Hongyao, was there a possibility that Sheng Yu had also suspected him?

Was the person lying inside really Sheng Yu?

If it wasn't Sheng Yu, wouldn't he be walking right into a trap?

Just then, a nursing assistant walked by with some sundries, which contained Sheng Yu's tattered clothes.

Qiao Mai suddenly remembered something and took something out of his pocket.

"There are a few items here. You take them back and keep them for Young Master Yu first. The hospital is crowded and chaotic, and I'm afraid they'll get lost. It's also inconvenient for Situ to be hospitalized, and you've come at just the right time."

As he spoke, Qiao Mai handed the items to Yu Weixiong.

When Yu Weixiong looked, it was a pair of cufflinks that Sheng Yu often wore.

No, it should be said that after Zhu Yuan left, Sheng Yu always paired his shirts with these cufflinks.

Because they were a gift from Zhu Yuan.

He treated them like a treasure, never letting them leave his side, valuing them more than his own life.

If anyone dared to touch what Zhu Yuan gave him, he would fight them to the death.

Yu Weixiong gripped the cufflinks, stopped the nursing assistant, and reached out to rummage through the tattered clothes in her hands. Sure enough, he saw that the position for the cufflinks was empty.

He looked back at Sheng Yu lying on the hospital bed, his gaze meaningful.

It seemed he really had been injured in the explosion.

"Mr. Yu, what's wrong?" Qiao Mai asked.

Yu Weixiong withdrew his gaze and sighed, "Nothing. I just don't know where Zhu Yuan is. If she knew A Yu was in this state, I wonder if her heart would ache. A Yu's unrequited love is truly bitter."

He wiped away a tear and looked at Qiao Mai, "You all must guard A Yu well and use every possible means to heal him and make him wake up!"

"Rest assured, Mr. Yu, we will certainly do our utmost."

Paper cannot wrap up fire; the Board Directors of the Sheng Group all knew that Sheng Yu was severely injured and in a coma.

The next day, the directors gathered at the Sheng Family Old Residence.

First, they paid their respects to Sheng Hongyao, then they discussed business.

The old matriarch of the Sheng Family had just lost her son, and now her eldest grandson had met with an accident. She seemed to have aged several years all at once. Her gray hair was combed meticulously, but the grief between her brows could not be concealed.

"Old Matriarch, please accept my condolences."

One after another, they offered words of comfort.

The old matriarch of the Sheng Family had lived for decades and had experienced many births, aging, sicknesses, and deaths. She suppressed her grief and scanned the room with a calm and steady gaze.

"I have already guessed what you all want to say. The Sheng Group cannot go a day without someone in charge, but Sheng Yu is severely injured, not dead. He will have a day when he wakes up."

"The Old Matriarch is absolutely right. What we all mean is not to squeeze the Chairman out of his position in the group, but to hope that you can nominate someone to temporarily act in this position."

The old matriarch of the Sheng Family pondered for a moment, "Then let A Yu's second uncle, Hongwei, temporarily act as Chairman."

She knew the purpose of these people coming here today. She was waiting for them to speak. The Sheng Corporation was in a time of crisis. By pulling Sheng Hongwei out of Sheng Yu's control at this moment, neither Sheng Yu nor the outside world could utter a single word of objection.

Since Sheng Hongwei was both a Board Director of the group and a member of the Sheng Family, he was the most suitable person to act in this position.

That afternoon, the news that Sheng Hongwei was acting as Chairman of the Sheng Group appeared in all major mainstream media, and the old matriarch of the Sheng Family personally stated at a press conference that this was only an expedient measure until Sheng Yu recovered.

When Sheng Hongwei walked out of the villa, he looked up and stretched his muscles, then received a call from the old matriarch.

"Mother, thank you for your planning for your son."

On the other end of the line, the old matriarch of the Sheng Family gave a cold snort, "Behave yourself after returning to the company. Don't touch what you shouldn't touch. If you can manage the company in an orderly fashion before A Yu wakes up, no matter how angry A Yu is, he will consider this relationship. You had better behave yourself."

After hanging up the phone, Sheng Hongwei walked toward the car where the door had been opened.

His vehicle was very convenient and spacious.

As he walked two steps, he saw that there was already someone in the back seat.

When he saw the face of the person in the car clearly, he was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly climbed into the car and closed the door.

"Why are you here?"

Yu Weixiong looked at Sheng Hongwei's slightly nervous face and sneered, "Of course, to come and pick you up."

A look of belated shock appeared on Sheng Hongwei's shrewd face, "Was it you who guided the directors to speak to the Old Matriarch?"

So, unknowingly, Yu Weixiong's people had already infiltrated the Sheng Group.

"What else?" Yu Weixiong smoked, "Do you think I would just watch my business partner fall into a predicament and remain indifferent? The Old Matriarch has just lost a son and doesn't want to lose you too. Me sending people to speak to her at this critical juncture was the perfect opportunity for you to act as Chairman. If she wants Sheng Yu to let you off, she will definitely make you achieve some results while Sheng Yu is in a coma."

He patted Sheng Hongwei on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we agreed from the beginning: the Sheng Corporation is yours, and the Yu Family is mine."

Sheng Hongwei narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "I haven't forgotten."

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