Of course.
Looking back, he should have known that there was an easy way to get the CEO position without much effort.
He simply needed to kill his one and only adversary, leaving no one else but him as the sole heir of the company.
Shang Xiaoyi would be left with no choice but to hand over CNC Studio to him. Otherwise, what other option did he have? Put his one and only surviving son behind bars?
After all, he was still Shang Xiaoyi’s son.
His flesh and blood.
Flesh... and blood...
But Shang Ruohai was not that kind of person.
He might be ruthless at tis, but he was not the kind to stain his hands with his enemy’s blood.
Tonight, however, proved that Shang Ruohan was capable of such a feat.
Amazing, truly amazing... Such an amazing elder brother.
Shang Ruohai’s eyes were shut tightly. His head was buzzing with a lot of screams, coming from all directions.
"HELP! HELP! PLEASE HELP!"
"SOONE, CALL AN AMBULANCE NOW!"
Shang Ruohai coughed, and a burst of tallic taste filled his mouth, making him want to vomit. He slowly peeled his eyes open and saw many pairs of legs around him. Soone was kneeling next to him.
"Shang Ruohai."
Yan Renzhong’s voice was heard right next to his ear, but he was too weak to move his head. All he could see was glass shards, big and small, lying amidst a pool of blood. Sowhere among the crowd, so won were sobbing.
"Shang Ruohai, everything is going to be fine. We are going to get the both of you out safely."
Shang Ruohai’s brows twitched slightly.
Both of you?
Did the chandelier hit another unfortunate person on the stage? But whom? He was the only one on the stage, there was no one else...
"Big Brother, wahhhh... Big Brother..."
"Senior Shang, do not worry, everything will be fine," Shen Jingwei was heard talking nearby. "Jietang, we need to move. Jietang..."
"..."
Why was Feng Jietang crying like the chandelier just hit his mother?
And then he heard them call out the other person’s na.
"CEO Feng. CEO Feng, can you hear us?"
....
CEO Feng?
What?
Shang Ruohai’s eyes widened in shock when he realized that sothing, or better said, soone else, lay between him and the shattered chandelier. The person used his own body as a at shield, shouldering the majority of the damage to protect him.
It was Feng Jieyun.
"... Feng..."
Panic seized Shang Ruohai.
The pool of blood beneath his body was not his but Feng Jieyun’s. His archrival for years, the man who ruined him four years ago, he actually... saved him.
"Mr. Shang! Please calm down! Mr. Shang!"
"Feng..." Shang Ruohai choked on his own blood.
The shock was too much for Shang Ruohai to bear. Amidst the frenzied cries of the paradics and the flash of ergency lights, his vision narrowed to a single, dark point, and he passed out on the spot.
He did not know how long he was asleep. When he finally regained consciousness, he only had one word in his mind --- pain.
Right. He was hit by a chandelier when he was giving his first speech as the new CEO of CNC Studio. And Feng Jieyun... Feng Jieyun...
Shang Ruohai opened his eyes and stared at the white-painted ceiling above his head. A rustling sound was heard, and a woman threw herself at him. It was his mother.
"Ruohai... ahh, Ruohai..."
Trembling from head to toe, his mother sobbed uncontrollably.
"... Mother, I am fine."
Shang Ruohai’s mother mustered a weak smile, but her swollen eyes suggested that she had been crying non-stop for hours.
"Are you thirsty? Are you hungry? Do you want fruits?"
"... Mother, where is Feng Jieyun...?"
Mother Shang poured a glass of water and put the straw in Shang Ruohai’s mouth.
"CEO Feng was hurt severely," the woman cautiously told her son. "They wheeled him in for a surgery. It has been... five hours now. Ruohai, what are you doing???"
Shang Ruohai’s face twisted from pain when he tried to get off the bed.
"I want to see..."
"The surgery isn’t even over yet! You are hurt, you need to stay in the bed!"
"But I..."
Shang Ruohai gave his mother an exasperated look. "I need to know if he’s alright."
"Son, he’s in surgery," Mother Shang repeated. "You stay put here, and Mother will go and see if the surgery is done. How’s about that?"
Since he was too weak to move anyway, Shang Ruohai reluctantly agreed.
The wait proved to be rather agonizing. Almost as agonizing as being crushed under a chandelier. When his mother finally returned to his ward, Shang Ruohai imdiately asked, "How is he?"
The woman cracked a pained smile.
"Ruohai, the surgery is over, but his situation is not very good. The doctor said that he only has several hours left to live..."
The news hit him like a bolt of lightning. Feng Jieyun’s smiling face floated to his mind, but now the smile soon faded away, as more and more blood dripped down his face.
"Ruohai..."
"I need to see him," Shang Ruohai choked out. "Mother, please."
Mother Shang swallowed her own tears and nodded several tis. "Son, let get you a wheelchair."
Two CEOs from rival entertainnt companies t with a horrifying accident during an important event. The hospital tried their best to ward off eager reporters, but several still managed to sneak in, intent on capturing a picture or at least a video clip to sell to magazines.
Luckily, CNC Studio and Yunhuan Entertainnt were well prepared. Bodyguards were stationed at every turn, making sure that the two CEOs were able to rest properly without disturbance.
Other than family mbers, no one else was allowed into the patient wards. Just like Shang Ruohai was accompanied only by his mother, Feng Jieyun, too, only had his younger brother by his side.
Feng Jietang raised his head and glared at Shang Ruohai the mont he rolled into the ward.
"What do you want?" he hissed. "What else do you want?"
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