Chapter 328 If You Want to Stay at the Table, You Have to Be Eaten
The answer based on one's own feelings is always the most convincing.
Because I am dark, I want to dye everyone else black. After all, when everyone is black, who needs to be whitened?
Qian Huan felt that Wang Cong's ideas were very constructive, but he didn't know that there was actually a huge difference between the blackening that Wang Cong mentioned and the blackening that he understood.
Inside the VVIP nursing ward.
Ma Bin pulled a chair and sat next to Hou Wendong. The two of them were chatting casually and the atmosphere was becoming more and more harmonious.
One was deliberate, meticulously planned, and valued loyalty the most; the other was filled with gratitude, opened his heart, and survived the disaster. The invisible [intimacy index] above their heads soared.
This was the scene that Qian Huan and Wang Cong saw when they walked in.
This is the first time that the four of them have met as a group. On the surface, they are all completely independent individuals with their own thoughts and positions, but in fact, the hidden thread of fate has already quietly tied three of them together.
There were four people in the room, only one of them was a outsider, and he was completely unaware.
Qian Huan walked quickly to the bedside and asked Hou Wendong about his health.
Wang Cong and Ma Bin looked at each other with fake smiles. Strangely, at this moment, a similar feeling suddenly emerged in their hearts:
"I seem to smell a very familiar smell from him. This person's heart is as black as mine!"
Hou Wendong exchanged pleasantries with Qian Huan for a while before he said slowly, "It was agreed that I would go to the second-level surveillance next week. I didn't expect that you would come to see me again before I was discharged from the hospital."
Qian Huan sighed when he heard this, but he was not embarrassed. He took the opportunity to continue the conversation and said:
"I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself, Secretary Hou. I really didn't expect there to be so many bad guys in the Second Prison. I underestimated how cruel these people are!"
Hou Wendong narrowed his eyes slightly. He had a rough idea of Qian Huan's intention, but he didn't know how much more money Qian Huan was willing to give up for it.
He said, "Warden Qian, you are in a very bad situation right now. I just spoke to Councillor Wang on the phone before you came."
Qian Huan hurriedly asked, "What did Councillor Wang say?"
Hou Wendong glanced at Ma Bin, who handed him a cup of water. He took a sip and said in a calm and composed manner:
"Councilman Wang said nothing."
In official circles, when a leader does not express his attitude towards a matter, it is actually an attitude.
Qian Huan's heart trembled at first, then he breathed a sigh of relief. He cursed "old fox" in his heart, but on the surface he pretended to be humble and asked for advice, and said sincerely:
"I hope Secretary Hou will give me some advice."
Hou Wendong looked at Qian Huan deeply, and after two seconds, he said with emotion: "Warden Qian, you have an admirable mother. Because of this, this matter has not become a dead end.
The next path depends on your choice. If you are willing to give up the position of prison warden, Councillor Wang is willing to come forward to vouch for you, and you can go home and continue to enjoy the life of a rich young master.
But if you insist..."
Qian Huan interrupted Hou Wendong before he finished speaking, "I want to continue with the [Octagonal Cage Beast Fighting] plan!"
Hou Wendong smiled: "Okay, you are brave. Since you are determined to fight to the death, you must do everything I say next, so..."
Hou Wendong paused and promised on behalf of Councillor Wang:
"It will create an opportunity, an opportunity for Councillor Wang to have a natural ending and to clear away the thorns and rocks that are blocking your way."
Qian Huan was horrified when he heard this. He was not like those stupid people outside.
Influenced by his surroundings since childhood, he deeply understands one truth, that is, there is no free lunch in this world, and the better the prospects promised by big people, the more they will take from you.
It may be your flesh and blood or bones, or it may be your heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. Their promise is also the sound of them sharpening their knives.
It’s just that big shots pay attention to dining etiquette and the art of speaking, so the way they hold their knives and forks will be more elegant.
Qian Huan wanted to refuse, but he knew very well that important people don't speak easily, because if they do, it means that the current situation does not allow you to refuse.
If you want to stay at the table, you have to smile, cater to them, and even take the initiative to help them cut their own meat and put it on the table for them to choose. Otherwise, there may be no place for you at the table, and your position will be replaced by another ambitious person.
This is the rule of "man eats man", and this is how the big shots got here.
So, think positively, at least you can still stay at the table, which means you still have the opportunity to eat others.
Qian Huan was angry in his heart, but he showed a look of gratitude on his face and said, "Please ask Secretary Hou to give your instructions."
Hou Wendong actually lied. It was not that Councillor Wang said nothing when he called him. On the contrary, Councillor Wang was grinning from ear to ear on the phone.
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The prison riot was a disaster for Qian Huan, but not necessarily for others.
The other people here include Qian Huan’s enemies, the “allies” he brought together, and even his subordinates... 1 hour later.
Qian Huan left the hospital. When he left, his steps were weak and his feet were shaking when he walked. Wang Cong followed behind him without saying a word.
Back in the car, Wang Cong held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, while Shi Wuming sat quietly in the passenger seat. Both of them caught sight of Qian Huan's distorted and painful face through the rearview mirror.
Qian Huan pressed his hands tightly against his chest, as if there was an invisible knife cutting his heart.
After a long silence, he slowly stretched out his trembling hand, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed his mother's number.
"Mom, Secretary Hou agreed to help me, but he..."
"Tell me, what does he want?"
"We will restructure a new company and Tianguang Capital will transfer all of the shares of the Second Supervisory Authority to this company. Then, Tianguang Capital's shareholding ratio in the new company will remain at 49%."
Originally, Tianguang Capital held 49% of the shares of the Second Prison. After this adjustment, the share ratio appears to have not changed on the surface, but in fact, Tianguang Capital's equity has been diluted by half.
This is a simple math problem.
The other end of the phone did not fall into long silence, and the voice was much calmer than Qian Huan expected.
"Do you agree?"
"Mom, I'm sorry, I promised."
Listening to her son's trembling and suppressed voice, Li Hanyu stood in the bathroom, her slightly red eyes reflected in the mirror, and her voice was calm but powerful: "No need to apologize, you did a great job!"
Qian Huan's voice on the phone was extremely shocked: "Ah?"
…….(End of this chapter)
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