Chapter 177 Xing Yang CP
A woman's attitude is like the weather in June.
Not at all prepared.
The atmosphere reached a freezing point. Neither of their assistants dared to say a word. Some even felt that this misunderstanding was more troublesome than breaking up.
Shen Xingye stood there, looking at Xu Yang's back as he left.
It started snowing lightly in the sky. The assistant opened the umbrella in time and asked tentatively, "Boss Shen, shall we go back? Miss Xu may not listen to your explanation at this time."
Shen Xingye remained indifferent. He added, "But I can see that Miss Xu still has feelings for you, otherwise she wouldn't be so angry."
A bystander sees things more clearly. The assistant looked at the essence of the matter from his perspective. Shen Xingye was indeed moved and turned around and got into the car.
"Put a hold on Qin Ting's projects and find other directors to take over."
"Okay, Mr. Shen."
After Shen Xingye tried to send a message to Xu Yang, a red exclamation point popped up. He pinched his brows and continued, "Give me a copy of tonight's video."
"Okay. There are some issues with the board of directors, and there are a few mergers and acquisitions that require your oversight. I've sent all the backlog of work to your email."
"Well, go back tomorrow morning."
But Christmas is just 10 days away, and it is a very lively holiday in this country.
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Capital city.
After Shen Xingye returned to the company, he dealt with the issue of someone on the board of directors wanting to sell shares. These were the remnants left by Uncle Shen, and now they wanted to force Shen Xingye to make some company reforms by selling shares.
However, it took Shen Xingye a lot of energy to completely take over the Shen family, and he was also very grateful for the help of Liang Yanzhi during this period. Since the remnant was so brave to challenge his persuasion, he would not show mercy to him and let him go. The value has reached this point.
In the president's office.
A man in his fifties wearing glasses stood in front of the desk. He put pressure on Shen Xingye, "Mr. Shen, I also have shares in the Shen Group. If I sell them now, Shen's stock will definitely drop a few points tomorrow!"
He spoke in a firm tone, and one could tell from the smell of the air that he came prepared today.
"So what do you think?" Shen Xingye asked, turning the pen in his hand.
Ni Zhen thought he had Shen Xingye under control, and he said loudly, "If we sell the shares, outsiders will make money. Wouldn't it be better if Mr. Shen bought the shares himself?"
The pen in his hand turned to a stop, and he stared at Ni Zhen with sharp eyes. A smile appeared at the corner of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes. "How much does this shareholder want to sell?"
Seeing that Shen Xingye had been tricked, Ni Zhen stretched out his hands and said, "One billion, I only want one billion."
Hearing this.
He stood up, walked around the table to Ni Zhen, and looked him up and down, his excitement barely concealed. "You're being very arrogant. Are you planning to take the money and run away?"
Run away?
Ni Zhen's toes were sweating because his thoughts were guessed, and he silently took a step back.
"I originally wanted to keep you for a few more days, but you seemed a little impatient to go in, so I can only do as you wish." Shen Xingye said casually, signaling his assistant to call someone in.
After a while, two policemen came in and showed their work badges.
The assistant handed a thick document bag to the police and said, "Ni Zhen is suspected of embezzling public property of the Shen Group, using projects to profit, and molesting female employees in the company. Here is the evidence."
"Okay." The policeman then took out a pair of silver bracelets from his pocket and said, "Come with us."
In an instant, Ni Zhen could no longer control himself and cursed at Shen Xingye.
After the people were taken away, the air finally became much quieter.
Shen Xingye put one hand in his pocket, with an unclear emotion in his eyes. He didn't seem happy about solving the problem.
"Buy a plane ticket to South City, the sooner the better."
The assistant didn't dare to ask, but it seemed that Nancheng really had no projects and no pre-development projects.
"Let's see where Xu Yang's hometown address is."
The assistant understood immediately, "Yes, Mr. Shen."
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South City.
A quaint city located in the south.
This place is far away from big cities, both economically and environmentally.
After getting off the plane, Shen Xingye went straight to Xu Yang's house. Her house was a small villa outside the third ring road. Although it was a small villa, it was very old.
In the evening, some elderly people who were exercising passed by and saw Shen Xingye wearing a neat suit. He looked dignified and elegant, and was completely different from them. What was even more surprising was that there was a luxury car behind him and an assistant beside him.
Someone with such high-standard equipment should not be from South City.
The wealthy people in South City are all showing off their wealth, wearing big gold chains and holding big gold bars in their hands.
Someone came forward curiously and asked, "Sir, who are you looking for?"
The assistant stepped forward and answered, "We're looking for Ms. Feng Shulan."
"I know, her family lives here, but at this time, she should be in the mahjong parlor. But it's okay, I'm willing to help you call her."
"Thank you."
The old man responded, "No trouble, you're welcome."
People here haven't seen such gossip for a long time. A successful man in his twenties is dating a woman over fifty. There are so many versions of the story that can be written.
A mahjong parlor in a small alley.
Feng Shulan was wearing a crimson cheongsam and had her face made up, looking very delicate.
The old man walked in rashly and shouted, "Feng Shulan, someone is looking for you."
She is making a card. Anyone who comes to her is because they have a very successful daughter and want to propose marriage and give gifts. This time is definitely the same. To be honest, she doesn't like the looks of those rich second-generations and coal second-generations. They are ugly and what else do they have except some money in their pockets?
Feng Shulan said casually, "Bang!"
The old man ran to her side, panting, "Feng Shulan, hurry up, someone is looking for you."
She said calmly, "There are so many people looking for me every day, I'm already immune to it."
"This one today is different from the previous ones. He's very handsome, and the car he drives is also unusual."
Feng Shulan was a man who had seen the world, so he listened to the old man's nonsense and continued playing mahjong.
It wasn't until someone called her again that she realized something was wrong. After finishing her last round, she pushed her cards away and said, "Little sister, please keep a record of the money I lost today. I'll settle it with you when my daughter comes back."
The youngest sister complained as she walked, picking up a pen and writing down the amount owed in a notebook. "It's been a long time since your daughter came home. I'm afraid she's afraid to come back now that she knows you're a vampire mother, right?"
When Feng Shulan heard this, a trace of hatred flashed in her eyes, but in order to ease the situation, she still said, "How could it be? Yangyang is very sensible. Didn't I tell you? She is abroad now. She will come back after winning the Oscar for Best Actress."
The youngest sister rolled her eyes, "Askka Best Actress? I'm also an Oscar winner!"
"you!!!"
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