Feng Zhiyao has passed away. Mr. Feng appeared somewhat weak in his hospital bed, with various medical instruments already connected to him. It seems unlikely that he will be able to leave the hospital before the Lunar New Year.
Zhenkun pushed open the door and walked in, sitting down in front of the hospital bed. Mr. Feng slowly opened his eyes, and his first words were: "He came to probe my background!"
“Don’t be afraid, this situation can’t be broken.” Zhenkun replied, “Just focus on getting better and live one more day. Neither Lu Feng nor Su Yourong will dare to make any moves.”
“Zhiyao is hopeless. You say his ambitions don’t lie here, but he’s not interested in anything else either. Even if it’s sensual pleasures and womanizing, at least let me give up on that idea!!!” Mr. Feng seemed a little agitated.
Zhenkun didn't know what to say, his face showing a hint of helplessness. He said, "He needs some experience, he needs to grow. If all else fails, let his older brother or second brother come back and take over."
“No, it won’t work. The eldest son is strong-willed and now has his own company. He once told me that one day he will acquire Sun Hung Kai Properties to prove that he is better than me. As for the second son, he has never been good to Zhiyao. That kid is petty. Both of them are doing well, but Zhiyao is still unsettled. If I step down, what am I supposed to say to Zhiyao’s mother?” Mr. Feng said, tears streaming down his face, which was quite heartbreaking.
“Maybe it will get better in a couple of years. You’re not going to die anytime soon. I just asked the doctor, and it’s not a big problem. You can rest and be monitored here for a while, and then you can go back,” Zhenkun comforted him.
"Talk to Zhiyao more and tell him to keep a tight grip on Lu Feng. Even if the brothers turn against each other one day, he can still live a stable life. I've also put some money in a trust for him. These two guarantees are something no one can take away from him," Mr. Feng instructed.
Zhenkun sat to the side, nodding repeatedly, and sighed in his heart, "How pitiful are the hearts of parents everywhere! Even at this time, they are still thinking about Feng Zhiyao."
"Take a good rest and don't think too much. I'll take care of things at the company," Zhenkun comforted him.
"Has Li Jiazhao been acting strangely lately? His brother keeps calling me 'brother' whenever he sees me. I can tell that this guy is scheming, just like his brother."
"You are the biggest shareholder, no matter how big the waves you can stir up!"
Mr. Feng owns 30% of the shares, but if his three sons each take a share, things will go wrong. Not distributing these shares in his will would be bad for all three children. He has been thinking about this problem for many years but has no solution.
In Shenzhen, security has been strengthened at the entrance of Jiafeng Electronics Building. Security guards stand ramrod straight every day, and the messy decorations in the lobby have been cleaned up. A countdown sign for the board meeting has been added, and there is a tense atmosphere at the headquarters.
The administration department is coordinating the arrival times of the major shareholders, arranging accommodations, transportation, and who to send to greet them. These are all issues. The largest conference room has been vacated, with new carpets laid out and a podium set up.
Wei Yandan held two meetings with the administration department to determine that the meeting would last for two days. The first day would be for reporting on the company's operating status, and the second day would be for voting to elect a new CEO, chairman of the board, rotating president, supervisors, and other leaders.
"When will President Lu be back?" Wei Yandan asked her assistant.
"Judging from the schedule, it should be tomorrow. They've sent an invitation to the year-end electronics conference. Will Mr. Lu be attending?" the assistant inquired.
"Ask President Lu about this," Wei Yandan said, closing the folder in front of her. "Everyone, let's go home. The board meeting is coming up soon, so let's all be focused and get this done first."
The next day, Lu Feng woke up at around six in the morning and sat alone on the sofa smoking. Everyone has moments of depression, but some people have places to lick their wounds, while others can only stand alone in the cold wind.
"Why did you wake up so early?" Su Yourong struggled to lean against the headboard.
"Let's go, catch the first ferry!" Lu Feng said to her.
"Is something urgent?"
"Going back to see my daughter!"
Lu Feng thought of Duo Duo, and an unnatural smile appeared on his face. In his previous life, he didn't understand why people had to get married and have children. He went out every day to enjoy himself, surrounded by beautiful women, a life that many people envied.
Now he seemed to understand that when he felt lost, helpless, and depressed, the bright lights and bustling nightlife couldn't help him relax; only that mischievous guy could make him smile unconsciously.
Of course, when they're angry, they really are!
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