Chapter 70 This is our Aethe...
Not long after their miraculous recovery, the Song family found themselves in dire straits once again.
However, this time it is not aimed at the entire Song family, but only at Song Jingguo alone.
Aetheris Group currently holds over 22.5% of the shares. Even if Song Jingguo and Song Moyan combine their shares, they would still be 2% short.
The number seemed small, but the father and son couldn't get past it no matter what they tried.
Especially now that all the scattered shares have been swallowed up by Aetheris Group, the only way is to absorb the shares of other shareholders.
Before the other party could officially move in, Song Jingguo, unwilling to give up, secretly convened a shareholders' meeting, saying both good and bad things.
"Are you all just going to stand by and watch our companies be taken over by foreign companies?"
“Old Song.” One of the shareholders, who usually had a good relationship with him, sighed and said in a deep voice, “I know this is a big blow to you. But have you thought about it? We still have to rely on the more than 100 billion yuan they invested. If you anger them now and they withdraw their investment, the Song family will really be finished.”
With this condition in place, no matter how dissatisfied they are, they have to consider the bigger picture.
not to mention……
Once one of them spoke, the others followed suit.
"To be honest, someone else had already approached us before you, and they offered... much more than you."
Selling shares is possible.
But since they all want the shares they hold, naturally the one who offers the highest price will get them.
Otherwise, wouldn't we be at a loss?
"We also need to support our families."
"And they've already sent over new business guidelines... Look, it's much better than before."
With one threat and multiple inducements, even a fool would know which side to take.
Song Jingguo was dissatisfied because his position was threatened and his title as chairman would be revoked.
But for other shareholders, it's all beneficial.
"I heard that the big boss is coming in person next week."
"Then the administration should make more careful arrangements."
"I wonder if our new boss can get used to drinking tea."
...
The shareholders' meeting ended in less than half an hour.
Listening to their conversation as they walked out, Song Jingguo was so angry he almost had a heart attack. Song Moyan stepped forward and grabbed his hand tightly, asking, "Have you found out anything about the other party?"
Song Moyan looked troubled and lowered his head.
"How could we not find it!"
"Few people in the other company have ever seen their big boss. They all contact that guy named Selin, who only shows up once every two or three months."
"Useless!" Song Jingguo's expression immediately changed, and he cursed, "I've trained you for so many years, and you can't even do this little thing right? What use are you to me!"
Song Moyan had no rebuttal and let him rant.
Upon hearing the words, "If I had known, I would have given it to Xiaoqing instead," his fist clenched instantly, and he could no longer hold back.
"It's too late for you to regret it now."
"What did you say!"
"He is capable, he is better than me, but he still got driven away by your scolding." He did make mistakes in the bidding process, but wasn't he forced into it?
Song Moyan continued step by step: "Do you think he doesn't know, or do you think I don't know? We are just pawns in your game. You hold onto whoever is useful for a while longer, and kick out whoever is useless, like Xiaoxue."
Snap!
The meeting room fell silent suddenly, with only the sound of panting remaining.
Song Moyan touched his swollen cheek, smiled for no reason, and left without looking back, ignoring Song Jingguo's curses behind him.
…………
The news of the falling out between the Song father and son quickly reached Luo Yunqing's ears. She was slightly taken aback, but then acted as if nothing had happened and continued to tutor Xiaoyu with her homework.
After nearly a year and a half of recuperation following her kidney transplant, Qu Qingyu officially started school in early September. Although she started a year later than other children, she had learned many characters during her hospitalization and was able to keep up with most of the curriculum.
Mathematics, however, is something that leaves one completely bewildered.
Xiaoyu lowered her head, her little eyes constantly glancing up to see his expression, and secretly hid the half-finished drawing in her textbook.
"Qu Qingyu".
"Brother, I was wrong." Xiaoyu quickly let go and covered her ears.
A hand swept over his head, pinching the pencil drawing he hadn't yet hidden with two fingers. Pei Yanli looked at it and commented seriously, "It's very well drawn."
He handed it to Luo Yunqing: "Wife, look."
A swing swinging in the air came into view, and with just a few strokes, a human figure was simply outlined on it. Next to it was an unfinished figure, with only a pair of hands, and two heavy strokes on the ring finger, like a ring.
This was the day before yesterday. The weather was nice, and Luo Yunqing was swinging on the swing in the yard after waking up from her afternoon nap. Xiaoyu was sitting on a bench in the yard at the time and casually drew this scene.
"You're not good at math, but you draw quite well." Pei Yanli raised her hand and patted his head.
Xiaoyu understood; Brother Ali was praising him, so he moved closer to him. The next moment, when he met his brother's gaze, his lips immediately drooped.
"Alright, dinner is almost ready. Let's eat first." Pei Yanli put down the painting, pinched Luo Yunqing's cheek twice before leaving, and whispered, "It's nothing serious."
If it's not a big deal, don't give your child a stern look.
"I know." Luo Yunqing sighed, put down her homework, and resigned herself to her fate: "Never mind, let's eat first."
He spoke first, and Xiaoyu went to wash her hands.
But probably because he had just been scolded before the meal, he took very little food and ate his rice very slowly.
When Luo Yunqing put down his serving chopsticks and leaned over, he put a piece of his favorite sweet and sour pork with pineapple into his bowl. “The osmanthus flowers are in full bloom right now. It’s the weekend tomorrow, how about we go camping in the park? Bring your sketchbook.”
Xiaoyu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really!"
"When has your brother ever lied to you?"
"Great! Let's go camping."
“But before that…” Luo Yunqing tapped the table, “finish your food, don’t waste it.”
"Okay, sure."
Xiaoyu was a few beats slower, hugging her small bowl, taking a bite of meat with each chopstick.
After finishing my meal and digesting, I hesitated for a long time between my homework and my sketchbook, but ultimately decided to finish my homework first.
The arithmetic part was still abysmal.
Luo Yunqing immediately closed the book, lest she change her mind in the next second.
She turned and urged him to wash up and go to bed early.
Back in the room, after taking a shower, the towel in his hand was skillfully taken away, and he was held in someone's arms and dried little by little until he was half-dry, then dried completely with a hairdryer, and then the person lowered their head and buried their face in his neck to take a deep breath.
"Honey, you smell so good."
"I promised Xiaoyu I'd go camping tomorrow."
The hand that had been inside his pajamas suddenly stopped, and Pei Yanli bit his neck in annoyance: "Did you do that on purpose?"
"Why would I do this on purpose?" Luo Yunqing feigned ignorance. "Since Xiaoyu likes to draw and has talent in this area, of course I have to fully support her."
He gave the man a light kiss on the cheek, then climbed into bed. "It's getting late, go to sleep early, we'll get some rest early tomorrow morning..."
Before she could finish speaking, her foot, which was about to slip under the covers, was suddenly grabbed and pulled back.
Pei Yanli then unbuttoned her pajamas, revealing her well-developed pectoral muscles and V-line.
Luo Yunqing stared intently, swallowed hard for no reason, silently recited "form is emptiness" before looking away, "We have to go camping tomorrow morning."
"Going in the afternoon is the same."
As soon as Pei Yanli finished speaking, a hand reached out and hooked the edge of his pajama pants.
The person who was originally pinned down by him flipped over and sat on his waist and abdomen, touching his increasingly swollen pectoral muscles, his fingertips sliding down to the prominent abdominal muscles, "Mr. Pei, you've been training very well lately."
"Does my wife like it?"
Luo Yunqing didn't speak, but her hands kept moving, squeezing and squeezing until the person's breathing became heavier and heavier.
The dim yellow light by the bedside stayed on until late at night.
The next afternoon, we didn't leave home until almost three o'clock to go camping, just in time to catch the sunset.
As soon as Luo Yunqing arrived at the campsite, she curled up on a folding deck chair and fell asleep again, leaving the two children, one big and one small, to fly kites all over the park in the wind.
I was taking a nap when I smelled cumin on the tip of my nose, and I got up following the scent.
"Brother, you can sleep so much!" Xiaoyu squatted on the grass, munching on corn without cumin, and blinked twice.
Luo Yunqing, also holding a skewer of corn, squatted down facing them, pointing resentfully at the person who was brushing sauce on their barbecue, "It's all because of him."
"What's wrong with Brother Ali?"
Both ruthless and fierce.
"...Are the lamb skewers almost ready? Xiaoyu, hurry up and eat."
Luo Yunqing quickly stood up.
Just then, my phone rang.
He quickly answered the call from overseas, and a wailing voice burst from the receiver, "I'm being delayed in graduating!!!"
"Senior..."
"I wish I hadn't chosen Germany, sob sob~"
Luo Yunqing pursed her lips, trying not to think about her grand words at graduation, and quietly waited for her to finish venting before asking, "When does Senior plan to return to China?"
"Tomorrow, maybe. I might not make it the day after. I need to come back for a meal first." Xia Lin sniffed and said, "Please, it's your treat."
Luo Yunqing agreed without hesitation.
The next day, after seeing her finish a whole table of food and want to add a hot pot, he immediately realized why Pei Yanli had hesitated to speak before leaving the house.
By the time we finished eating at this table, it was almost dark.
Luo Yunqing: "Senior, do you not have enough money?"
Expenses in Germany are indeed quite high, but her salary should be enough to cover them, or is it too low?
"This isn't about money."
After a hot pot meal, Xia Lin finally felt full and let out a rather unrefined burp before getting down to business: "The others are all arriving in Yanjing by plane at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. I reckon they'll be eagerly heading to the airport to pick them up."
Luo Yunqing: "You didn't give yourself away, did you?"
"Me? Don't you know me? I came from the drama club, so let's not even talk about my acting skills." To avoid being followed, she even traveled through three countries beforehand, "which exhausted me."
"Thank you for your hard work, senior. Here's a raise for you."
"Oh my god, this smell gives off a total domineering CEO vibe!" Xia Lin couldn't help but tease, "I'm saying, aren't you and your partner starting to look more and more alike?"
When they met after getting off the plane today, she thought she was seeing things, but she actually saw Second Master picking her up. Only when she got closer did she realize that it was him.
"Do they look that similar?"
Luo Yunqing touched his face; he didn't look like Pei Yanli at all.
“It’s the aura, that unique aura.” Charlene racked her brains to think: “Exactly the same.”
…………
The next morning, after dropping Xiaoyu off at school, Luo Yunqing changed into a more formal suit.
From shirts to vests to coats, everything was custom-made by Pei Yanli three months in advance, and she even put a formal tie on him.
"Honey." Luo Yunqing looked at the two of them in the dressing mirror and examined them carefully. "My senior said we look alike, but I don't see it at all."
"After spending so much time together, of course you won't notice any changes." Pei Yanli straightened his collar, then went to the jewelry counter to take out the corresponding tie clips and cufflinks, and put them on him one by one. "I think my wife is even more beautiful now."
It's even more captivating than when we first met.
It's like a ripe fruit; you can't help but want to take a bite.
"You can kiss me all you want." Luo Yunqing raised a finger and pressed it to his lips. "If your shirt gets wrinkled, you'll have to change it."
Pei Yanli kissed him deeply, "I'll wait for you to come back so we can have dinner together."
"good."
The specialist dispatched by Aetheris Group arrived at the airport smoothly, and Luo Yunqing also made preparations to depart with Xia Lin.
Early in the morning, the entire Song Group was in a state of silent tension.
As it approached ten o'clock, all the shareholders went downstairs to welcome the newly appointed major shareholder. Although Song Jingguo was extremely reluctant, he had no choice but to go down, eager to see who this newcomer was.
After anxiously waiting for several tens of minutes, six business vehicles pulled up outside the building. The doors opened, and more than a dozen elite men and women stepped out, some with familiar Eastern faces, and a few foreigners.
They were all dressed similarly, making it difficult to tell which one was their boss.
Song Jingguo scanned them one by one, then asked Song Moyan, who was standing behind him, in a deep voice, "Which one is Selin?"
She's not here.
"What?"
Just as the sound rose, a Mercedes slowly drove up outside the building.
Those who hadn't approached yet suddenly turned around and walked to the stopped car door.
As the car door opened, a young woman in a pink business suit stepped out of the car. Out of the corner of her eye, she smiled slightly at Song Moyan.
“Selin”.
"She is Selin!" Song Jingguo was shocked.
Without direct contact, only based on descriptions, I assumed she would be a middle-aged woman around forty years old, but I never imagined she would be so young in person.
Is there twenty-five?
"And behind her..."
There was clearly another person in the back seat of the car.
After Selin got out of the car, the other person stepped out with a long leg, wearing Italian handmade custom leather shoes, perfectly ironed black and gray suit trousers without a single wrinkle, followed by cufflinks that were faintly visible on the cuffs of the suit, and a watch that gleamed in the sunlight.
Going further up.
“Pei Yanli!” Song Jingguo narrowed his eyes, staring intently at that face, his pupils contracting sharply in an instant. “No, he is…”
"Let me introduce you. This is Luo Yunqing, the boss of our Aetheris Group."
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