For Feng Ming, it was indeed a devastating event that Mr. Da Mi was leaving him and working for someone else.
He discussed with his lawyer for the entire night last night, and spent the rest of the night writing a draft.
However, facing the quiet and beautiful face of Mr. Secretary, he didn't know how to start.
As he racked his brains for a tactful and humorous way to bring up the topic, Zhuang Li chuckled and dropped a bombshell: "Boss Feng, I met with Miss Feng Er last night. She wants me to switch to her company, and she's offering me an annual salary of two million."
Feng Ming: “…”
He had written a densely packed draft of several thousand words, but now it was all forgotten. He couldn't remember anything, so he could only clench his fists and say in a hoarse voice, "What do you think?"
What are you thinking? Are you planning to leave me? Did you suddenly say goodbye at my celebration party because you received an invitation from Feng Lao Er? Is she more important than me?
At this moment, Feng Ming's heart was bleeding.
Zhuang Li spoke calmly, as if he could read your mind. "Last night, I left the party because Shu Bi got into some minor trouble, and I had to help her clean up the mess. When I called to let you know I was safe, I had just dropped Shu Bi off at the orphanage. Then, at the gate to the community, I was stopped by Second Miss Feng. If it hadn't been a serious accident, I wouldn't have missed your moment of glory."
Feng Ming's bleeding heart healed instantly.
He was very sad to find that Mr. Secretary could completely control his emotions with just a few simple words.
But he was powerless to struggle.
"So that's how it is." He said in a hoarse voice, "So, what do you think?"
Zhuang Li lowered his eyes and pondered.
Feng Ming's heart immediately sank to the bottom. Before the other party could speak, he spoke first, "I'll give you an annual salary of three million!"
Zhuang Li looked up at him, his face expressionless.
Feng Ming immediately raised the price: "Four million!"
Zhuang Li raised the corners of his lips.
Feng Ming continued to raise the price: "Five million!"
Zhuang Li raised his eyebrows.
Feng Ming gritted his teeth, opened the drawer, and said with a panicked and heavy breath, "I originally wanted to wait until after get off work to take this out and give you a surprise. But I found that I don't seem to have a better bargaining chip than this to keep you."
He flipped open the document and said in a hoarse voice, "I'm giving you 25% of my shares for free. From today on, you're also the boss of this company, so please stay and run this company with me, okay?"
He raised his head and looked straight at Mr. Secretary who was sitting opposite him, his trembling eyes hiding expectation and fear.
The man's nod or shake of the head determines whether he falls into hell or flies into heaven.
He was so nervous that he even held his breath.
Zhuang Li took off his glasses and slowly wiped them. His soft voice was filled with sighs. "Mr. Feng, you seem to have misunderstood something. To me, money is not important, and neither are shares. I want to leave, and these things won't keep me here."
Feng Ming's heart suddenly tore open, blood gushed out instantly, and severe pain came like a tide.
At this moment, he was so weak that his face turned pale.
Zhuang Li was still wiping his glasses with a fine velvet cloth. He didn't even look up at him, and spoke very slowly: "Similarly, if I want to stay, no one's financial offer will be able to move me."
He put on his glasses and stared intently across from me, a hint of laughter in his voice. "Boss Feng, I don't care about external things. To me, what's most important is what I feel. I feel relaxed and happy when I'm with you. The tacit understanding between us is unmatched by anyone else."
He raised the corners of his lips and smiled gently. "You gave me what I needed most, a sense of belonging. You respect me, understand me, and support me unconditionally. Apart from you, there is probably no other person in the world who treats me this way. So, I will stay with you. Even if there is no salary increase or shares, I will not leave."
He walked around the desk, leaned over, and helped Feng Ming, who was completely stunned, button up his clothes and tie his tie, and whispered softly, "So, you don't have to worry at all. I will always be by your side."
He withdrew his fingertips and stepped back to leave.
Feng Ming, who finally woke up from these extremely sweet words, suddenly reached out and hugged him tightly.
Caught off guard, Zhuang Li threw himself into his broad chest, and he held his shoulders tightly.
No one knew what a thrilling three minutes Feng Ming had endured. From hell to heaven, from despair to ecstasy, he experienced both the worst feelings and the happiest experiences in the world.
He still hasn't recovered from the shock. Apart from hugging Mr. Da Mi tightly to make sure that he still owns this person, he can't do anything else.
Feeling his trembling, Zhuang Li didn't struggle. Instead, he gently patted his back and murmured, "Alright, alright, this matter is over. Let's not talk about it again, okay? We are the best partners, and no one can separate us."
"Yeah." Feng Ming responded in a hoarse voice, then hid his warm eyes in the crook of Mr. Da Mi's neck.
How could there be such a lovely person in the world? He really, really wanted to have her all to himself!
Thinking of this, a dark light flashed in Feng Ming's eyes, but it quickly dissipated.
He used all his strength to let go of Mr. Secretary and ordered, "These shares are what you deserve. You must take them. I've asked my lawyer to draw up a contract. Just sign it and I'll take care of the rest of the formalities."
Zhuang Li picked up the contract and looked at it, then pondered, "If I don't accept it, you won't be able to rest assured, right?"
"Yes. This is the best sense of belonging I can give you. You also have a share in this company, you are the boss, I don't think anyone can poach you." Feng Ming said gritting his teeth.
When he thought of Feng Laoer, he still hated him so much!
Zhuang Li turned his head away and smiled secretly, then picked up the pen and signed his name neatly.
"Then I'll be grateful for your generosity." He extended a hand and said earnestly, "Mr. Feng, I won't let you down. We will definitely achieve great things."
Feng Ming didn't care whether it was glorious or not. He only knew that after becoming a shareholder of the company, Mr. Da Mi would never leave him again unless the company went bankrupt.
Thinking of this, Feng Ming's body, which had just relaxed, immediately tensed up. He grasped Mr. Da Mi's hand and shook it vigorously, his face filled with an indomitable determination.
It seems that he has to work hard! If this company goes bankrupt, he will lose the most important thing.
"Okay, let's get to work!" He let go of the chief secretary's hand, took out the document that Special Assistant Sun had just sent, and read it carefully.
Zhuang Li looked at his extremely serious face and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
Without some stimulation, this big fool will never make progress.
"You go ahead and do your work, I'm going out." Zhuang Li bowed slightly and left the office.
As his footsteps faded, Feng Ming immediately took out his phone, filmed the share transfer agreement, and sent a text message to Feng Lao Er: [What I can give him, are you willing to give it up? If I inherit the Feng family in the future, I will be the first one to tell you to get out!]
The moment she saw the share transfer agreement, Miss Feng knew she had failed. She greatly admired Feng Ming's generosity. If it were her, she would definitely not have the courage to do so, partly because of stinginess and partly because of distrust.
The phrase "confidants are a serious threat" is not coined for nothing. Throughout history, there are countless examples of confidants being cultivated into serious threats, or even turning against their masters.
Miss Feng Er, who is wary of everyone, would never be so open with a subordinate.
She had to admit that her father was right. Although Feng Ming was impulsive, he had an advantage that all his brothers and sisters did not have, that is, he dared to think and act, and had extraordinary courage.
"You should be very aware of Secretary Zhuang's abilities. If you give him shares today, he might become more powerful and kick you out of the company tomorrow. He's a wolf, and you can't keep him captive."
Although Miss Feng Er gave up the idea of poaching, she still couldn't help but make things a little difficult for her brother.
Feng Ming did not reply.
I don't know if he listened to this.
But Miss Feng Er believed that he must have listened, which was why he fell silent. After the gift of shares, he would definitely be more entangled, more regretful, and more cautious.
He had simply dug a hole for himself.
"Hmph, you're the first one to tell me to get out? Feng Ming, you're still so childish." Miss Feng shook her head and whispered sarcastically.
But she had no idea that, having caught a glimpse of her words of sowing discord, Feng Ming quickly opened Mr. Da Mi's circle of friends, looked at the declaration of "Following the boss for life", and silently savored the sweetness.
This is his unique way of healing.
At this moment, the lawyer called him and reported, "Mr. Feng, I've found a private detective for you. Do you have a photo of the target person?"
"How do I have the photo of that woman? Tell him that the target person is Secretary Zhuang's wife, and let him find her himself." Feng Ming looked at the office door, then covered the microphone with his hand, and deliberately lowered his voice, looking sneaky like a thief.
"Secretary Zhuang's wife, right? Okay. By the way, what specifically do you want to investigate? Her background or current situation?" the lawyer continued to ask.
"Investigate her daily whereabouts, focusing on her interactions with men, do you understand?" Feng Ming tiptoed to the door and locked it.
"I understand. You want to investigate whether she has cheated on you." The lawyer suddenly realized.
"Yes, that's what we're investigating. Have the detectives monitor her 24/7. If you see anything unusual, notify me immediately. It's best to take photos or videos. I'll reward you 10,000 yuan for each photo you take, and 50,000 yuan for each video you take."
A few red bloodshot eyes appeared in Feng Ming's eyes, as if he could no longer suppress the demons in his heart.
But he quickly regained his composure and added, "Of course, if she has no problem, you can stop and don't follow her."
"Okay, I understand. I will tell the detective agency your request in detail." The lawyer hung up the phone.
Feng Ming stared at the dark screen, his eyes changing constantly.
He didn't know if what he was doing was right or not, but he really wanted it so badly! He was on the verge of losing control.
He wanted despair, or a glimmer of hope. Whatever it was, as long as it allowed him to see the way forward.
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