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Duan Ruting was in Xishan, Kuangzheng drove over with the bullet in his pocket.

After the death of old man Duan, Xishan was vacant, and even three and four bedrooms were moved out. Only Duan Ruting lived in the Kuayuan as before. She had the least place here, but she had the deepest obsession with this garden.

When Kuangzheng arrived, she was working, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, and raised her eyes from the computer indifferently.This is their reunion not long ago. It's hard to say who won. Kuang Zheng was pressured to withdraw from the Duan family's production turmoil. As for Duan Ruting, although he got several companies with the largest weight in the group, he still had no control over the board of directors.

Kuang Zheng unbuttoned his suit and sat down in front of her.

Duan Ruting examined this man, he was shrewd, accurate, and aggressive. He called and asked her to check the shares of Aiyin Technology. She checked, and there was a problem.In the past two weeks, people have continued to buy in the market, and less than 5% of the sources can be traced, which is less than the acquisition announcement standard stipulated by the state.

"This is a targeted and planned sniper acquisition." Kuang Zheng characterized the incident.

Duan Ruting knew that the situation was serious, but she didn't know the purpose of Kuangzheng's coming here, he had nothing to do with her, if she had to say it, it would be——

With a ding, Kuangzheng threw a bullet on the table.

Duan Ruting looked at the piece of brass-colored metal and smiled: "What does Mr. Kuang mean?"

"Duan Ruting," Kuang Zheng didn't have the time to practice Tai Chi with her, "life and death, don't go around in circles."

He wanted to be frank and honest, and wanted to smile away all grievances, but unfortunately, Duan Ruting didn't trust him: "It's only 5%, life or death?" She said lightly, "Who are you scaring?"

frighten?Kuang Zheng leaned forward: "When Louis Vuitton announced the acquisition of Hermès, it already held more than 17% of the shares. The Hermès family didn't even notice it. Do you have to wait until then to get nervous?"

Hostile takeovers are mostly covert, and by the time the prey reacts, they have already been choked.Duan Ruting was afraid, but he had to show toughness. Kuangzheng was not his person. This might be a conspiracy: "Go back and tell the boss that the family is divided, don't worry about me..."

"Duan Duo didn't know I was looking for you." Kuang Zheng said.

Duan Ruting didn't expect it, surprise was written on his face.

"He doesn't know about it yet," Kuang Zheng pointed to the bullet on the table. He chose to throw it out at this time today, because he wanted to spread everything out, eliminate mutual suspicion, and be honest with each other, "You You have to trust me."

How could Duan Ruting trust him, he regarded him as an enemy, and she once shot him with a bullet.

"Your stock has been falling. In other words, Aiyin has been severely undervalued by the market. Sell high and buy low. You are the best targets for plunder." Kuangzheng has been doing mergers and acquisitions for ten years, and he is familiar with these methods.

"There are too many undervalued companies," Duan Ruting snorted, "Who's stock doesn't fall..."

"Yes," Kuang Zheng asked, "Why are they following you?"

Duan Ruting actually knew the answer, she looked away.

"Because you separated your family," Kuang Zheng pointedly said, "two spouses, four children, and a group of veterans. Your shareholding is too scattered. It is easy to take each of you down!"

He was right, and Duan Ruting had no way to refute it. Only at this moment did she clearly realize how important the "unity" that Kuangzheng has always emphasized is.

"Let me tell you," Kuang Zheng continued, "Aiyin Technology is just a breakthrough. You don't take the Duan family's property seriously, and divide it up as you say. It is your entire Aiyin Group that they want to spy on!"

With a heavy hammer, Duan Ruting lowered his eyes and slowly took off his glasses.

Kuang Zheng stood up: "The Duan family has only one way now."

Duan Ruting looked up at him.

"Unification," Kuang Zheng said again, unity is strength, "it's not too late."

Duan Ruting shook his head: "Aiyin has no money."

Fighting against hostile takeovers requires a lot of money, and now that Aine's performance is down and its stock price is low, it is unable to compete with profit-seeking capital.

"I'm looking for a large loan." Kuang Zheng had already thought of a countermeasure.

Duan Ruting didn't expect that he would do so much for the Duan family, and finally got up from the mahogany chair.

"I need your support," said Kuang, who came to rescue the emergency, but he didn't put on a gesture. "Without you, I couldn't hold a family meeting, I couldn't make a shareholding structure, and we couldn't keep the Duan family."

He said "we", for the first time, Duan Ruting tried to treat him as one of his own, and nodded slightly.

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It was already very late when Kuangzheng returned home from Xishan. When he entered the door, the light on the first floor was on. The meal was ready and warming in the pot. He was very hungry. He took off his suit and was about to serve the meal when he suddenly found the light on the other side of the stairs. is black.

Baochan didn't have a show today, so he should be at home, so he put down the bowls and chopsticks and went up to the second floor.

The light in the bedroom was not turned on, but there was someone in the room, lying on the bed under the quilt, wriggling and making a small hum.Kuang Zheng wanted to laugh, but held back, tiptoed over, took off his tie, unbuttoned his cuff buttons, and flung himself onto the bed.

"Ah!" Baochan frightened him, and cried out stickily, Kuangzheng hugged him through the quilt, feeling him trembling gently in his arms: "Husband is not at home, what are you doing alone, um ?”

Baozhan remained silent and let him hold her. In the dark, Kuangzheng looked at what he was holding in his hand. It was his graphite-colored silk pajamas that felt slippery to the touch.

"What are you doing with my pajamas?" Kuang Zheng's breath warmed up.

Baochan stretched out a hand from under the quilt, and put it on his shoulder if there was nothing: "Why did you come back..."

"Why did I come back?" Kuang Zheng began to unbutton his shirt, "I..."

Baochan didn't let him talk nonsense, she hooked her shoulders and kissed him impatiently and hotly, her lips were wet, her teeth were wide open, and the tip of her tongue stuck out, provoking Kuangzheng's nerves.Everything is taught by him, the way Baochan kisses, the rhythm of breathing, and even the angle of nose rubbing, he is his virgin.

……

(Guangzheng) My stomach growled loudly.

"Pfft," Baochan smiled and fell back on the pillow, rolling up the quilt, "Why are you so hungry!"

The atmosphere was gone, Kuang Zheng knelt on the bed clutching his stomach: "I drove the car for three fucking hours!"

"Go," Baochan kicked his arm, "go eat, there is fish in the pot, sweet and sour."

Kuangzheng didn't want to, so he lay down with his cock pouted, still wanting to get bored, Baochan avoided him like a little mouse, giggling: "Don't make trouble, eat quickly, I won't want you if I'm hungry!"

Kuang Zheng reluctantly got up, found his slippers, and dragged them downstairs.

Sweet and sour fish, spinach and peanuts, hot rice, and a piece of cream cake, he has a good appetite, and Baochan can satisfy all his desires for this world.He was eating big mouthfuls, there were footsteps on the stairs, he turned his head, and once he went back, he couldn't turn back.

Baochan's hair was messed up, and his silk pajamas were loosely tied. The dangling, sexy graphite black, when he took a step, his thighs were exposed, which was a vacuum.

Kuangzheng swallowed his saliva, his eyes stuck to him, until he was in front of him, "Eat," Baochan sat down beside him, dragged the fish plate over, and picked fish bones for him, "Craucian carp, there are many bones."

Kuang Zheng put down his chopsticks and stared at him intently.

Baochan was a little embarrassed, and put down his chopsticks, "I'm full," he said with a tenderness, "Aren't you greedy for such a delicious fish?"

……

Baochan stroked his hair gently, touched his forehead, and said distressedly: "Don't frown all the time, it's all wrinkled." Then she slowly lowered her lips.

Kuangzheng's heart was pounding, it was just a vacuum pajamas, just sitting on his lap, it was a normal little trick between lovers, but Baochan did it, but he felt it was a gift, and he was fascinated.

They kissed more and more urgently, more and more fiercely, the chair gradually receded, creaked, and swayed on that balance point, the two of them were too involved, their souls seemed to be emptied, swaying, suddenly, the chair moved backwards fell down.

A snap.

Kuangzheng reacted quickly, he hugged Baochan tightly, stared and cursed: "Fuck!"

Baochan didn't fall, he was stunned, and held up the back of Kuangzheng's head: "Are you all right?"

It's okay, Kuangzheng was just taken aback, and when he fell back, he subconsciously grabbed a handful of cakes on the table, grabbed the cake with his right hand, and spread a handful of cream.

They looked at each other, giggled, and in this position, Baochan lay on top of him: "Scare us Mr. Kuang?"

"I'm scared," Kuang Zheng kissed his temples, "I need Boss Bao to kiss me."

……

Amidst the pounding heartbeat, I heard Kuangzheng's phone ringing.

"Hello..." Kuang Zheng was panting heavily.

"Are you alright, kid?" It was Feng Kuan, "Why are you fucking panting every time I call you!"

Kuang Zheng rubbed Bao Chan's hair: "Talk about something."

Feng Kuan whispered like a thief: "The head office is here to check the accounts."

account?Kuang Zheng said lazily, "Who are you looking for?"

"Check who," Feng Kuan yelled at him, pinching his throat, "Check you!"

Kuang Zheng sat up from the ground.

"I heard from my father-in-law that Daishan came here to give the idea to his superiors. My buddy, I can only help you here. My wife is waiting for me to watch TV. Hang up."

Then, the phone was cut off, and Kuang Zheng cursed: "fucking assholes!"

"What's wrong?" Baochan gathered up her pajamas.

Kuang Zheng didn't answer, so he got up and called Duan Zhao. He didn't tamper with the accounts, but any account, as long as you check it, you won't be afraid to find faults. !"

"Brother?" Baochan knew the recent actions of the Wanrong head office and the pressure Kuangzheng was facing.

"It's okay." Kuangzheng put down the phone and turned around, smiling at him, "Your brother is not afraid of anything, Han Wenshan, Du Laogui, there is a place for me everywhere."

(The part beyond the platform scale is omitted)