Chapter 63: The Sixty-third Day of Reservedness Sorry, I think you might...
"What's going on?" Shan Yin looked up and asked Pei Yunhe.
"Nothing, there's another patient passing by. You sit here, I'll go check."
Pei Yunhe didn't want to disturb Shan Yin, so he patted her shoulders twice and walked out holding his phone.
But before he walked out of the ward door, Shan Yin rushed over and hugged his arms with both hands.
"Is it my second uncle and others?" Shan Yin said bluntly.
Pei Yunhe was silent for a moment and nodded.
"Then I'll go with you."
"You just rest here. It's okay. I'll send them away." Pei Yunhe didn't want Shan Yin to face Shan Zewu and Shan Feiyu again.
They were so scheming and had no manners at all. He didn't want her to suffer any more harm, even verbally.
But Shan Yin held him tightly and refused to let go.
"Since you're my second uncle, there's no reason to leave this matter solely to you. Let me go. I can handle it."
Pei Yunhe placed his hand on the back of Shan Yin's hand and said, "Be obedient, Shan Yin."
"Pei Yunhe."
Helplessly, she used her trump card, and the three words that came out of her mouth were the will of Tao.
In addition, the look in her eyes was not filled with the endless affection that was unique to that time, but rather a tenacious and stubborn spirit. Pei Yunhe finally sighed and let go of her hand.
"Don't worry, I won't be angry or sad. I should stand with you." Shan Yin smiled at Pei Yunhe, let go of his arm, and put his hand in his palm.
So Pei Yunhe took Shan Yin to the entrance of the floor. As expected, Shan Zewu and Shan Feiyu were already standing in front of the security guard, looking tense.
Shan Feiyu saw Shan Yin coming from afar and shouted, "Shan Yin! Don't be a coward! What's the point of hiding behind a man?"
Pei Yunhe immediately glared at him, his eyes as cold as a knife, as if he wanted to gouge out his mouth.
"I think you're getting better too quickly?"
Shan Feiyu's chin was reattached, but the other parts of his body that were beaten by Pei Yunhe that day had not yet healed, and he felt a dull pain whenever he saw Pei Yunhe.
He didn't dare to shout anymore, but he couldn't swallow that breath. He stared at Shan Yin with a sinister look like a snake or a rat, just wanting her to fall today.
But Shan Yin walked over holding Pei Yunhe's hand. Before she asked the security to leave, she looked up at Shan Feiyu and said, "I'm not hiding behind a man."
Shan Feiyu was stunned, but he didn't have time to sneer.
Shan Yin continued coldly: "Even if I hide behind a man, it is better than you hiding behind your parents."
"you!"
No one expected Shan Yin to be sarcastic. Shan Feiyu's head suddenly became filled with blood and he rushed forward, about to lose his temper.
The security guards stopped him and Pei Yunhe immediately lowered his eyelids.
But at this moment, Shan Zewu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed.
His laughter was cold and creepy, and he still looked so arrogant.
Even though he pretended to hold Shan Feiyu down, it still made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Feiyu, don't be angry with your sister."
He pushed Shan Feiyu behind him, turned around and looked at Shan Yin and Pei Yunhe with a smiling tiger.
"They're just kids, acting on impulse. Don't take their arguments seriously."
Pei Yunhe looked back to see what Shan Yin meant. If she didn't want to have any more contact with Shan Zewu and his son, he would immediately ask someone to coax them away.
Shan Yin said calmly, "What are you doing here? If you intend to take advantage of my misfortune or create more trouble, I'm sorry, but our family will not tolerate your provocations. Please go back."
Pei Yunhe pretended to ask the security guards to drive them away.
Shan Zewu calmly stopped him: "Don't. Shan Yin, we are also a family."
"Who are you family with?" Pei Yunhe was tired of saying this.
"Heh." Shan Zewu laughed out loud this time. He said to Pei Yunhe, "Mr. Pei, you misunderstood, didn't you? I didn't come to visit you this time to start a dispute with you. I really want to have a good talk with Shan Yin."
"Talk? What to talk about? About your evil ambitions, or about how you, as an uncle, bully the weak, the old and the weak, and an orphan girl?" Pei Yunhe didn't want to give any face at all.
Normally speaking, at this point, Shan Zewu would have been angry or embarrassed.
But this time, for the first time ever, he still had that smiling face and still spoke nicely to Pei Yunhe.
"Mr. Pei, you're joking. I really want to talk to Shan Yin. Just think of my own interests as the most important thing. You know, if this matter continues to drag on, the Shan family can't afford it. Instead of fighting over it, why don't we sit down and talk it out. I won't have to bother you anymore, right?"
Pei Yunhe narrowed his eyes.
He didn't believe that Shan Zewu had any intention of making peace. This old fox was probably anxious because both father and son were suppressed, so he wanted to talk it over openly. He would take whatever he could get, even if it meant nothing.
In fact, Pei Yunhe was not willing to give any alms to Shan Zewu and his son, but Shan Zewu's words of not bothering them anymore made him feel good.
He was not afraid of being bothered, but he didn't want Dan Yin to be bothered.
After thinking for a moment, Pei Yunhe looked back at Shan Yin.
Shan Yin also took this opportunity to weigh the pros and cons.
Instead of hiding in her shell and running away, she would rather face the problem head-on and solve it. Besides, now that her grandfather has woken up and Pei Yunhe is by his side, she feels more confident.
What's more, Shan's is a business that her grandfather and father have put a lot of effort into, and she doesn't want it to be ruined in the hands of Shan Zewu and Shan Feiyu.
Shan Yin raised his eyelids and met Pei Yunhe's gaze, then turned back to look directly at Shan Zewu, "Okay, I'll talk."
The hospital needs some quiet after all. Su Daosheng is being looked after by Su Wan, and a few of them, along with He Yuxian, go to Shan's house together.
Before leaving, Shan Yin specifically called him.
After entering the high-rise office building, some executives on duty did not recognize Shan Yin but recognized Pei Yunhe, and greeted him with a nod and a bow.
Shan Zewu looked at him meaningfully with his eyes slanted, while Shan Feiyu snorted through his nose, not caring at all.
After entering the conference room, Shan Feiyu slumped down in his chair and snorted, "What's the point of pretending?"
Pei Yunhe looked down upon his uncultured behavior and didn't want to argue at all. He tapped his fingertips on the table twice and said directly to Shan Zewu: "Tell me, how do we talk?"
Shan Zewu didn't beat around the bush.
He looked at Shan Yin. If they wanted to talk, Shan Yin's shares were the key.
"Shan Yin, as your elder, Second Uncle sincerely advises you. As a girl, you don't understand business and you don't even know all the people in the Shan family. It's better for you to get involved."
He started by playing the family card, but Dan Yin's eyes didn't change at all when he looked at him, and remained cold and indifferent. He had no choice but to change his original shrewd and cunning face.
"Your father, my eldest brother, has been dead for over a decade now. Did you really manage to keep the Shan family together during these years just by relying on your past achievements? Oh, Second Uncle isn't taking credit for this, but ask yourself, haven't you also been working hard for the Shan family?"
Shan Yin was silent for two seconds, then spoke bluntly, "For the past ten years, Second Uncle has been mediating within the Shan family. But who are the uncles or uncles behind the scenes, or is it really Second Uncle? And how much benefit has Second Uncle gained from it? You know it yourself."
She said it politely, but her meaning was not polite.
Shan Zewu expected that Shan Yin would bring up his profit.
He wasn't afraid and laughed, "I've already told you, a girl, don't understand business. It's a mutually beneficial thing, so why bother talking about whether you can profit or not?"
Shan Yin glanced at him coldly.
Shan Zewu didn't mean to say this at all, so he directly pointed it out: "And those uncles you mentioned are indeed working for the Shan family, but how do you know that they are not also working for Second Uncle?"
Shan Yin's eyes fell straight on him.
Shan Zewu raised his chin, feeling rather proud. "Shan Yin, seriously, listen to your uncle. The Shan family today is no longer the same Shan family your father had when he was alive. You don't understand the ins and outs of this, so even if you take over, it will be a thankless task. If you insist on being stubborn, sooner or later, you'll have nothing left."
Shan Feiyu chimed in, "I've reminded you, my dear sister. If you behave well now, my family will still appreciate your blood relationship with me."
Shan Zewu pretended to rebuke: "Eh? How do you talk to your sister like that? No matter what, we all have the surname Shan, and we're all family."
Shan Yin was too lazy to watch the father and son acting, so he turned his head and met Pei Yunhe's gaze.
What Shan Zewu meant by this was that he had been planning this for many years, and there were many senior executives in the Shan family who supported him.
He was forcing Dan Yin to hand over his shares by himself.
But Shan Yin is no longer the little girl who could only survive by hiding under the wings of others.
She pondered what Shan Zewu meant. If he really had the loyal support of so many people, and the combined shares were enough to make a decision long ago, why would he still be concerned about her?
However, either the executives he had won over did not fully trust him, or they each had their own plans, or their combined shares were not enough to surpass hers.
Or maybe others have already seen his style of doing things, and he is worried that if he doesn't get her support, it will be unfair and he is not justified.
After figuring this out and confirming something from Pei Yunhe's eyes, Shan Yin felt more confident.
She turned around and asked Shan Zewu calmly, "So what does Second Uncle mean?"
Shan Zewu immediately said, "Give me your shares, and I promise to give you a proportional dividend every year to ensure that you have enough food and clothing, and I can also protect the Su family's assets for you."
Not to mention Shan Yin, even He Yuxian standing beside him didn't believe it. He didn't believe that Shan Zewu would be so kind and think about the Su family.
Shan Yin laughed and said, "If I don't give away my shares, I can still have a comfortable life and protect the Su family's assets."
This was undoubtedly a rejection of Shan Zewu's proposal and a slap in his face.
At this time, Shan Zewu's expression finally changed. His eyes became serious and much more dangerous.
"Shan Yin, you don't understand business at all. The Su family is already on the verge of collapse. How can you protect the Su family and control the Shan family?"
"I don't understand, but does my second uncle understand? If I remember correctly, the figures in the Shan family's financial reports have been declining year after year. Is this what you mean by being able to control it?"
Shan Zewu never expected that Shan Yin now knew all this and even dared to confront him in public.
He couldn't help but turn his gaze to Pei Yunhe, but saw Pei Yunhe looking at Shan Yin with approval. He withdrew his gaze speechlessly and angrily.
At this point, he no longer cared about superficial efforts.
Shan Zewu gritted his teeth and said to Shan Yin, "Shan Yin, don't be so inflexible. If you insist on not accepting my toast and drinking the forfeit wine, then don't blame Second Uncle for being rude."
He suddenly straightened his back and pointed outside the conference room, where were the offices of Shan's executives.
He said: "If you insist on doing this, then I will have no choice but to work with the directors and shareholders to exercise my decision-making power to remove you."
"two……"
A hand suddenly covered the back of Shan Yin's hand. Before she could say anything, Pei Yunhe beside her had already stood up.
He looked down at Shan Zewu, his tone full of contempt but also full of confidence.
"Really? Sorry, I think you might be a little late."
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The author has something to say: I'm just a laborer, and all the business and industrial content in this article serves the plot. If there are any mistakes, please forgive me! [Please]
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