Lin Jingming's lips twitched twice, but the smile on his face remained as if it were a mask. He said softly, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
He had to suppress his anger no matter how much he was angry. As long as Chen Lu's requests weren't too unreasonable, he had to listen to them.
The reason is simple: the Lin Group cannot afford to lose the case.
Things were already difficult lately, and if we lose the lawsuit, who knows how much of the investment we worked so hard to rebuild will be wiped out.
Although he hadn't put much effort into managing his company's legal department over the years, he never imagined that the people in the legal department would be so incompetent.
I never expected that in such a large city as Hangzhou, there wouldn't be a single legal team willing to step forward on this issue.
Those with real names and surnames are impossible to hire no matter how much money you offer.
The most obvious advantage of the Lin Group compared to Polaris Company is that it has money.
But now, the money is of no use at all.
He had no way to deal with this 22-year-old boy.
Lin Jingming smiled as he looked at Chen Lu, who was also smiling, a boy he had watched grow up, even though they weren't close.
But no matter how closely he examined it, one word kept lingering in his mind—unfamiliarity.
I vaguely remember that he was the kind of person who, while others had two days off a week during school, wished he could have five days off.
How come they're all considered rising stars in entrepreneurship now?
Did this kid suddenly have an epiphany, or was he always this shrewd?
Lin Jingming found it increasingly strange.
Why did I look down on him so much back then?
She kept belittling the boy in front of Shiyun, as if she was afraid that he would really become her son-in-law when he grew up.
If I had known, I would have been better off not objecting. Even if I couldn't bring Mo Yuqing together, I could have at least brought Lin Qian together, right?
“Uncle, my company is short of money lately. If you want me to name my price, then I won’t hold back,” Chen Lu suddenly said.
"Okay, go ahead." Lin Jingming gestured with his chin toward his secretary beside him, "Write a check for my nephew right here and now."
Chen Lu pondered for a moment, then raised his hand and held up two fingers. "Hmm... give me two million first, as compensation for the losses my company suffered due to that incident."
A long silence fell over the dining table.
Seeing his secretary still in a daze, Lin Jingming gritted his teeth and said, "Write it down."
The idea of treating Chen Lu like a kid who's just entered society was wrong from the very beginning.
Upon seeing this, Chen Lu immediately smiled, a smile like a child who had just received pocket money, "Thank you, Uncle! And..."
"There's more?!" Lin Jingming's eyes widened involuntarily, and his voice even became louder.
"Huh? You've misunderstood. The two million we just discussed was just compensation for losses."
Chen Lu put on an innocent-looking face and said, "Withdrawing the lawsuit comes at a different price."
"Don't go too far." Lin Jingming's face darkened, and the veins on his right hand visibly bulged.
Mingming initially only wanted to pick on the weak, but little did she expect that it was a complete scoundrel.
They're clinging to his company and won't let go; they can't shake him off.
Chen Lu sighed helplessly, looked up and met his gaze, "You've misunderstood something again..."
Thinking back to how he almost missed Liang Zhirou's first birthday since they met because of this incident, and how the silly guy pretended not to know anything in the videos during those days and kept quiet about his birthday, he also thought about how everyone in the company had dark circles under their eyes, and stayed up all night just to help him, the unscrupulous boss.
His tone grew increasingly cold:
"I never came here to discuss this from the beginning."
After a while.
Chen Lu put on his coat and walked out of the private room. As soon as he closed the door, he heard the sound of glass shattering inside.
What was originally a harsh sound now sounds so pleasant.
He had just gotten back into his car when he called Jiang Chao.
Sure enough, Jiang Chao's voice soon came through the phone: "Five million! Did you fucking rob someone?!"
Chen Lu put the phone, which he had deliberately held far away, back to his ear and shifted gears. "How can this be called robbery? If they hadn't targeted us, we might have each made five million by now."
"Isn't this feud going to get even worse? I thought we could keep to ourselves from now on."
"How could that be? There was no room for reconciliation from the very beginning, at least not in my hands. I'm definitely going to make them pay."
Chen Lu spoke expressionlessly, watching the group of unruly children chasing each other outside the hotel, then suddenly a smile crept onto his face, "After all, what I really want isn't this five million, but his game studio..."
When it comes to expansion, developing step by step on your own is never as fast as acquiring other companies.
Just like that extremely old mobile game, Ball Battle, the efficiency of developing quietly is never as good as devouring others. If you honestly develop, you will only become nourishment for others in the end.
Business disputes are inherently about big fish eating small fish. If the other party fails to devour him, it's naturally his turn to retaliate.
......
Within the villa area.
"Okay, you don't need to ask for my opinion. Your opinion is mine. I have things to do, so I'll hang up now."
Jiang Chao hung up the phone with a chill running down his spine, turned his head to look at Liu Yan sitting in the passenger seat, and gently touched her stomach.
Even though he wasn't pregnant yet, he couldn't help but giggle for a while.
"Stop laughing, you look like an idiot." Liu Yan brushed his hand away in disgust, her expression turning somewhat forlorn. "Are you sure you want to go back and talk about this?"
Jiang Chao turned his head to look at his own front door and nodded emphatically.
"If it really doesn't work out, how about we just skip the wedding?" Liu Yan bit her lip. "Or we can make it less formal and not necessarily invite them."
Jiang Chao's expression remained serious. "No way. This is something you only get once in a lifetime. I can't let you suffer in this matter."
"Then shall I go back with you?"
"Why are you, a pregnant woman, running around like this? I can go and tell them myself."
Is there any hope...?
Liu Yan had never been so talkative before. She was unsure of herself and grabbed Jiang Chao's sleeve with one hand to stop him from leaving, showing an unusual nervousness.
"Is there anything I can't handle?"
Jiang Chao turned around, smiled, raised an eyebrow at her, and said nonchalantly, "Let's go."
After he finished speaking, he got out of the car and walked straight to his front door—a place he had only returned to less than three times in four years.
Although he's currently acting like nobody can do anything to him.
Actually, he wasn't sure himself.
When Liu Yan was arrested for assaulting someone, he contacted so many people; his father couldn't possibly be unaware of it.
The old man didn't have a good impression of her to begin with, and now...
However, he certainly couldn't show it; he was now not only Liu Yan's fiancé but also the father of this child.
Even if the sky were to fall, he would still have to face it with an easy expression.
He took two deep breaths, reached out, and pressed the doorbell hard, which seemed difficult to turn.
The door opened quickly...
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