"Don't you feel guilty looking into his eyes?" Lin Jiu smiled strangely.
Lin Jiu's words frightened Lin Hong so much that he dropped the umbrella in his hand and collapsed on the ground.
He didn't even dare to look at the eyes in Lin Sheng's photo.
It was raining and everyone was holding a black umbrella, so no one noticed when Lin Jiu arrived and stood next to Lin Sheng's portrait.
Feng Pingping didn't know why Lin Hong was so scared, but she quickly tried to smooth things over as an elder.
"Xiaojiu, why are you standing there? Come here and bow to your uncle with us."
At this moment, a group of migrant workers holding banners and posters demanding their wages rushed into the church and headed straight for the funeral.
The Lin family was frightened by the influx of migrant workers and retreated.
Lin Hong was so frightened by Lin Jiu that he collapsed on the ground and didn't react for a moment to what was happening.
The Lin family knew that these people came to ask Lin Hong for his wages, so they all quickly stayed away from Lin Hong.
Only Lin Sheng's wife and Lin Yin were left standing.
Lin Yin has been in a bad mental state ever since she was molested by that third-rate foreign director in Shudian last time.
It was clearly his father's funeral, but he was crying and laughing at the same time.
The migrant workers who were asking for their wages were wearing black raincoats and looked ferocious. Feng Pingping and Lin Yao quickly hid behind Lin Hong.
Lin Hong finally reacted when the migrant workers came up to him.
"What are you doing here? My second brother's funeral is being held here. Why are you making trouble?" Lin Hong yelled at the migrant workers.
"Boss Lin, you owe us half a year's wages. We're already broke, so why would you care about whether it's a funeral or not?"
"Haven't I paid you your wages? Why are you still asking for money?" Lin Hong stood up breathlessly, supporting himself with his hands.
A migrant worker took out his phone and opened his bank account. "Boss Lin, do you think we're stupid? When are you going to pay us?"
Lin Hong quickly called Secretary Xie to inquire about the situation.
Secretary Xie sounded frustrated.
"Director Lin, the law firm is working with the company. 55% of the Lin Group's shares have been acquired by the M Group. The funds you raised two days ago have been frozen by the president of the M Group, so we don't have the money to pay the migrant workers now."
"Secretary Xie, are you still talking in your sleep? What the hell is M Group?"
Beep beep!
Secretary Xie suddenly hung up the phone, and Lin Hong was so angry that he was about to call back.
Lin Jiu walked up to him, put the two contracts on Lin Hong's phone, and said lightly, "M Group's full name is Muse, which is translated into Muse in Chinese. It was newly established a few days ago."
Lin Hong slowly raised his head and looked at Lin Jiu, not knowing what Lin Jiu meant by what he said.
"Lin Hong, the Lin Group is now under the control of our M Group. I now officially announce the revocation of your position as Chairman of the Lin Group."
"Xiaojiu, what crazy talk are you talking about!"
Lin Jiu looked at Lin Hong with only indifference in his eyes. "First, take a look at the agreement in your hand. You were the one who signed the contract to hire these workers. Now you have two options. You can either find a way to raise money to pay them or transfer all the remaining shares of the Lin Group to me and I will pay your wages.
Otherwise, you know, you’re going to go to jail.”
Lin Jiu's tone startled the Lin family.
"Haha!" Lin Hong smiled bitterly after reading the Lin Group share transfer agreement between the Fan and Qian families. "Xiaojiu, I really underestimated you. You actually teamed up with the Fan and Qian families to deal with your father."
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