Cubs can't, at least they shouldn't

"It's inconvenient to stand here and talk, why don't we sit in the meeting room?" Wu Qingshan looked anticlimactic, smiling as he walked, "Xiao Song hasn't changed at all, he's still so smart."

"No, no, it doesn't take much cleverness," Jiang Song waited for the directors to take their seats, and brought himself a cup of hot tea.

He sipped slowly, "Mr. Wu always goes to the Three Treasures Hall for everything, isn't it because you want to do some foreign work with me when you meet me these years?"

"That said, what's the harm in selling the Jiang family's shares to me?" Wu Qingshan sat down side by side with him, looking very affectionate.

All the directors of the Jiang family were sitting around, but Wu Qingshan seemed to be in a deserted place, "You see that the Jiang family is in your hands now. Although it looks good on the surface, you and I both understand that according to the current situation, If no one comes to pull you out, it's hard to get ahead."

Jiang Song sipped the cup of tea, looking at him with eyes that seemed to have a faint smile, hidden behind the steam of hot tea, it was unclear whether it was warm or cold.

"In our line of work, life or death, it's not easy for you to last for such a long time." Wu Qingshan picked up an orange from the table and peeled it carefully, "I saw Gu at the door just now. It's not unexpected at all, Changxie, do you know why?"

Jiang Song drank water slowly, but did not answer his words.

This does not prevent Wu Qingshan from continuing to say: "When he was still abroad, there was a wind direction that he would fight a big fight when he came back. The Jiang family had a relationship with him, so naturally they bear the brunt."

"What's wrong with Changxi?" Jiang Song held the water glass and folded his hands on his chest, with a calm tone.

Wu Qingshan smiled, "Cousin, I am afraid that no one in the circle knows about the fact that Gu Changzhen and you have an enmity, and you don't need to deliberately hide it from me. Originally, you are not suitable for businessmen with such a soft and hard temper. Yes. Now that Gu Changzhen is back, people avoid you and the Jiang family even more."

In a few words, it seems that it is reasonable for the Jiang family to go bankrupt immediately today.

It's just that this scene has been repeated countless times in this conference room. Jiang Song is too lazy to talk to Wu Qingshan, and most of the old directors present have an expression of "I listen to your fart".

Wu Qingshan, however, refused to be discouraged lightly, and said earnestly, "Xiao Song, don't you like painting and calligraphy? You entrust the company to me, and I will guarantee that you will have nothing to worry about for the rest of your life, and live the life you like. What's wrong with that? "

"Does Mr. Wu know what the life I like?" Jiang Song finally raised his eyes and asked gently.

Wu Qingshan was startled for a moment, then laughed again, "Xiao Song has been pampered since he was a child, and he has to dominate in all aspects. If you want to engage in art, my cousin can get you any kind of collection you want. I promise to keep You hold it on the branch, so that you won't suffer a little bit."

"Please worry about it." Jiang Song listened to his confession, his eyes drooped slightly, covering the emotions in his eyes, "Mr. Wu said so much, but none of them are on point. Why don't you just tell me why you are here today .”

"Xiao Song, the Wu family was not as good as the Jiang family in the past, but in fact, since my uncle's accident, I have always wanted to help you share the company's affairs." Wu Qingshan leaned on the conference table, "The Wu family and the Jiang family are all colleagues. In terms of capital, the Wu family is now It must have some advantages, but you have been unwilling."

"The company was built by my uncle, but the company cannot be regarded as Jiang Song and you alone." He nodded slightly to an old director with thinning hair next to him, "Uncle Zhang is the elder of the Jiang family, and he also worked hard with his uncle." Yes, you can’t say that you don’t have any right to speak in the company, can you?”

"Hmph." Zhang Rusen snorted heavily, "Don't dare, no matter how much we suffer, we can't share joys and sorrows. After working hard for a lifetime, it's not as good as the shares held by some outsiders."

He looked at Jiang Song with blatant anger in his eyes, "When Mr. Jiang had an accident, some of us old guys never left, and helped the half-collapsed Jiang family to move forward. Mr. Jiang was fine, and kept the company 20.00% of the shares will be distributed."

"Uncle Zhang, the 20.00% I gave to Changxi six years ago was also from my own shares, and no other people were involved." Jiang Song reminded peacefully: "And you also have [-]% in your hand now. Among the company's veterans are the most."

Zhang Rusen would get angry as soon as he slapped the table, "What's the use of holding on to the Jiang family's things all the time! If you are willing to lower your head, many things can be solved a lot! Now that the economy is so depressed, if you hand over the business to the Wu family, It may not be worse than now. I can't see you looking like nobody in your eyes, Qingshan is right, you are not good for business at all!"

"Hey, Uncle Zhang, let's talk if we have something to say." Wu Qingshan kindly pulled Zhang Rusen to sit down, "The company was built by Xiao Song's father with punches and kicks. Uncle left early, and Xiao Song has a lot of things to worry about. Understood, please take care of me."

Jiang Song put the tea cup firmly on the table, "That's not true, if someone else agrees to sing in front of me, I can recognize the red face and the white face."

"You!" Zhang Rusen yelled at the case again, "Listen, listen, what he said is human language!"

Wu Qingshan looked between Zhang Rusen and Jiang Song for a couple of circles, and made a movement of pressing down with both hands, "If we can talk things through today, it will be a good thing for everyone, let's all calm down."

He turned to Jiang Song, "I talked to you about the acquisition of shares several times before, but you didn't agree. But Uncle Zhang has been loyal to the Jiang family all his life. Now that you want to change the environment of the Wu family, you shouldn't disagree, right?"

There was a slight friction sound among the directors present, and whispers continued.

After a moment of silence, Jiang Song turned his head to look at Zhang Rusen, his eyes were bright like torches, "Uncle Zhang, I still remember that when you were young, you were poor and white, and my father took you in. You ate and slept in my house, and my father personally paid for you. Pot boiled mutton. When the night is quiet, will you think of that taste?"

Zhang Rusen's eyes were slightly red, he turned his eyes away and stopped looking directly at Jiang Song, "I will never forget Mr. Jiang's kindness to me, but I have made a knot for him all these years, and I have reported everything that should be reported. It's all up to you, do you think the Jiang family is still alive today?"

"Okay." Jiang Song lowered his eyes and leaned back on the chair, "Since the two of you came prepared, please let me know now. What is your decision?"

Zhang Rusen retreated from his aura just now, and looked at Wu Qingshan who was next in line with flickering eyes.

"Uncle Zhang contributed a lot to keeping the Jiang family. Now that he wants to come to the Wu family, the shares of the Jiang family will naturally be taken away." Wu Qingshan tapped his finger on the table, causing an uproar.

The other directors present were all blown up.

"Fart! Xiao Jiang has guarded his life for six years, and you can take it away if you want to!"

"Credit is indispensable? Your merit is merit, but Jiang Song's merit is not merit?"

"Zhang Rusen! You are an old man who eats inside and outside! Mr. Jiang is blind and entrusted the Jiang family to you!"

"The heart of Sima Zhao of the Wu family is to destroy the Jiang family. You can believe what Wu Qingshan spits out of that dog's mouth!"

"If you want to get out, get out! You don't even want to take a dime of the company's stuff!"

"Who are you worthy of?! There will be endless troubles after opening this hole. You want Mr. Jiang's life!"

"If you want to carve up the company, as long as my life is here, don't even think about it!"

In the chaos, a cup of hot water was thrown over Zhang Rusen's head, making his few strands of hair thinner and thinner.

"Forget it." Jiang Song stood up with the support of the table, and suppressed the noise around him, "I respect Director Zhang's decision to leave if you go to a higher place."

"However," he looked down at Wu Qingshan who was sitting below him, "the Jiang family's shares are the last thing my father left me. And as Mr. Wu said, the company is not owned by me alone, it also belongs to Everyone who the company has truly paid for.”

He paused for a moment, "Director Zhang has already separated himself from Jiang's family. We are doing business, and the shares must be kept."

Wu Qingshan laughed softly, "Jiang Song, I have to remind you. The shares belong to Uncle Zhang, and he has the right to handle them independently."

"Yes, but I am the major shareholder, and I have the final decision-making power." Jiang Song sat back in the chair unhurriedly, crossing his fingers on his lower abdomen.

Wu Qingshan's face gradually darkened, "Indeed, but if the major shareholders want to interfere, they will have to buy back the shares at double the price. Jiang Song, what is your situation now? I advise you to do what you can."

"Zhang Rusen was removed from the board of directors today," Jiang Song said, "I will buy back the shares under my name at double the price."

An old director spat in Zhang Rusen's direction, "Old traitor!"

Wu Qingshan pursed his lips and remained silent for a while, then stood up from his seat to shake hands with him after a long time, "Okay, Jiang Song, we will meet later."

As if he didn't see his hand, Jiang Song covered a yawn, "You've worked so hard for nothing."

Wu Qingshan's hands hanging in the air were clenched into fists, and he took them back angrily.

When everyone dispersed, Jiang Song was still sitting in the conference room, staring at Zhang Rusen's old position beside him in a daze.

It's not sad, he always felt that there was something strange about this matter.

Zhang Rusen watched him grow up, so he was a very close elder in the family.

Although Jiang Song's way of dealing with people has changed a lot after Jiang's father passed away, he rarely had contact with Zhang Rusen outside of work.

But he subconsciously felt that Zhang Rusen would not harm himself.

After thinking about it, Xing Ce came in to look for him from the outside, "Brother, I just, I just heard, why is Mr. Zhang so sudden?"

"Not suddenly, don't blame anyone," Jiang Song rubbed his forehead a little tiredly, "There is no feast that never ends."

Knowing that he wouldn't slander Zhang Rusen behind his back, and that he didn't lose his shares after all, Xing Ce exposed that one and looked at him with a headache, "Then, what are you going to do with the 20.00% purchase?"

Jiang Song was full of smiles, without any sense of urgency on his face, and it was rare to see a trace of warmth, "What else can I do? Go sell to my former adopted son."

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Xing Ce: I think you are crazy, crazy, crazy :)