After a Flash Marriage With the Disabled Tyrant

Shi Yunnan was stabbed by the words 'for a lifetime' and looked up at Luo Lingsheng again. He let out a short chuckle and couldn't help kissing the man's **** Adam's apple.

"Luo Lingsheng."

"Ok?"

"……husband."

Shi Yunnan just finished murmuring, and then he intensified his hand to rub Luo Lingsheng's Adam's apple.

The numbness like cat scratches rose.

Luo Lingsheng let out a muffled groan, and his Adam's apple, which had been teased a little red, rolled up and down slightly, as if to stop him and asked, "Is it going to make trouble?"

Shi Yunnan didn't answer, his body followed his instinct and burrowed into Luo Lingsheng's arms, letting the other person's breath wrap him completely.

In fact, since Luo Lingsheng confirmed that he was going to go abroad for surgery and was admitted to the hospital, the two had deliberately controlled their excessive intimacy.

Shi Yunnan stared at Luo Lingsheng's handsome face, and suddenly a bit of bad thoughts arose after a long time. He pressed close to Luo Lingsheng's lips.

Shi Yunnan hummed unconsciously, and the unwritten tone looked particularly cute.

Luo Lingsheng let out a low laugh, directly deepening the kiss, and taking away all the lover's sanity again after tossing and turning.

...

…………

I don't know how long it took.

It wasn't until the surrounding air was exhausted little by little that Shi Yunnan broke free from that emptiness. He lay quietly in Luo Lingsheng's embrace, reaching out and subconsciously looking for his lover's palm.

A layer of moist sweat oozes from his forehead, wetting his thin strands of hair, looking messy and beautiful.

Luo Lingsheng intertwined his fingers with him, and asked with a smile, "Is this enough trouble?"

"..."

Shi Yunnan's eyes were covered with a layer of mist, and he looked like a bullied little fox who could only stay warm in the arms of others.

However, after a few seconds of delay, he raised his eyes and said viciously, "You can solve it yourself."

Who made Luo Lingsheng toss him so hard with his hands? Now he just wants to lie down and rest.

Luo Lingsheng was stunned for two seconds, doting and restrainingly surrounding him, "...You little conscience."

…

Luo Lingsheng was on a long-distance flight and was still jet lag, while Shi Yunnan finally slept soundly for days.

The two embraced each other and slept, and slept until nearly noon before slowly waking up.

"Are you full of sleep?" Luo Lingsheng rubbed Shi Yunnan's forehead, his voice still laced with laziness after sleeping.

"Well..." Shi Yunnan let out a hum, and habitually drilled towards the heat source beside him, "What time is it?"

"It's almost time to get up and eat. If you're still sleepy, wait until the afternoon to rest?" Luo Lingsheng coaxed him patiently.

"good."

ten minutes later.

Taking advantage of Luo Lingsheng's wash, Shi Yunnan casually opened the electronic window and door for ventilation, only to find the little goldfish squatting obediently at the door.

Shi Yunnan raised his eyebrows in surprise, pulled him up and asked, "Baby, why are you still here?"

"Little uncle, today is Saturday. Kindergarten doesn't go to work. I have already finished my private lesson in the morning! Grandpa Qin asked me to call you and uncle for dinner."

The little goldfish's articulation has always been very clear. He was afraid of disturbing the two uncles, so he planned to wait for them to open the door by themselves.

"Is uncle awake? Can I come in?"

The little goldfish glanced at the bedroom. Without the permission of the two elders, Shi Yunnan and Luo Lingsheng, he did not dare to enter the adult's bedroom privately.

Shi Yunnan turned sideways to make way for him, "Come in, your uncle is washing up, we'll have dinner later."

"OK."

Following Shi Yunan's words, the little goldfish glanced at the bathroom, only to be attracted by the sheets in the basket, "Uncle, why did you and uncle change the sheets?"

When he got the quilt back last night, the sheets were still on the bed, very clean and fragrant.

"..."

Shi Yunnan was dumbfounded. He didn't expect the little goldfish to observe this, so he could only look at Luo Lingsheng in front of the sink.

Luo Lingsheng relied on the mirror to receive his lover's sight for help, and his little nephew, who was too careful with observation, was helpless.

He calmly took a tissue and wiped the water on his hands, "If it's dirty, change it, Jin Yu, let's go, let's go downstairs for dinner."

As expected, the little goldfish didn't pursue this issue too much. As soon as he heard the word 'eat', his eyes lit up. In front of Luo Lingsheng, he grabbed Shi Yunnan's arm and shook it to urge.

"Come downstairs, little uncle, there is fried fish today! Grandpa Qin said that the fish bones have been picked clean!"

He just ate a piece secretly behind Grandpa Qin's back.

Crunchy and fragrant.

"good."

Shi Yunnan glanced at Luo Lingsheng and took the lead in following his little nephew out.

Luo Lingsheng looked at the happy backs of one big and one small, and suddenly felt that this kind of life was very enjoyable. The corner of his mouth raised a smile with a smile, and he silently controlled the wheelchair to follow.

...

After lunch, Shi Yunan received a call from Wen Yibei.

"Hey, brother."

"Yunnan, are you free now? I thought about it, and I still have to get to the bottom of some things with you."

The relaxed light in Shi Yunnan's eyes solidified slightly, and he became serious, "Brother, what's wrong?"

"I just took over from my uncle this morning, and then Song Zhiqiu came over..."

Wen Yibei stated the facts that he had seen with his own eyes and heard with his own ears.

Because he was worried about Song Zhiqiu and worried that the always kind-hearted Wen Yanfeng would respond to her excessive demands, Wen Yibei, who had ended his daily care work, returned to the floor of Mr. Wen's intensive care unit.

As a result, he saw Wen Yanfeng and Song Zhiqiu in the safe passage beside the elevator.

Although it had only been four or five days, Song Zhiqiu's spirit was gone. She lost her usual delicate makeup, and her eyes were filled with unstoppable fatigue.

Whether it's Wen Chenglang's almost inevitable case, or the huge financial hole in the company that can't be filled in a short period of time, it's enough to make her exhausted.

However, in front of Wen Yanfeng, she was still reluctant to show softness, "I've thought about it for the past two days, and it's really boring for a husband and wife to do this."

"Divorce is divorce, but I'll put my words first—"

She paused for a moment, and then demanded fiercely, "In addition to the common property over the years, I also want an additional 50 million yuan and the house in my father's name as a divorce consolation fund."

Wen Yibei, who came to stop outside the safe passage, happened to hear the lion's big opening.

Fifty million?

Want a villa in the center of the imperial capital?

Isn't Song Zhiqiu's divorce request a little too ruthless?

Sure enough, Wen Yanfeng's expression changed, "Song Zhiqiu, what do you think?"

"What do I think? You Wen Yanfeng don't have that much savings on hand, but the old man must have this money, no matter how bad I am, I will have children for your Wen family! I will take this money for their brothers and sisters, As it should be."

Song Zhiqiu's tone was cold and hard. She had roughly calculated it before, and Mr. Qian should be able to afford it.

Wen Yanfeng didn't say anything, but he saw through Song Zhiqiu's calculation—

In the past, Song Zhiqiu had money on the card and smooth sailing in the company. She didn't really care about the assets in Mr. Wen's hands. At best, she just hoped that Wen Yibei and Shi Yunnan, as grandsons, would take less than her own son.

But today is different from the past. Something went wrong with Wen Chenglang and the company. She needs money to solve these problems.

Song Zhiqiu has a share in Huachang.

Just throwing out some shares can easily solve the funding problem, but at the same time, she can easily lose too much control over the company, which is absolutely not acceptable.

"Dad's money was saved by him. Don't try to use the old man's assets! Who will use it when he wakes up, that's his freedom, and you can't decide."

Wen Yanfeng definitely disagrees with this approach, but he is unwilling to tear apart the feelings of these 20 years in such an ugly way—

"The savings I've saved over the years, if you encounter financial difficulties, you can distribute them rationally. As for Wanyou, she's an adult, and it's her freedom to be with whomever she wants."

"If the child needs money in the future, as a father, I will try my best to satisfy her. When I get married, I can save a lot of dowry for her."

Now the old gentleman's physical condition is not very good. As children and grandchildren, they naturally can't have unfilial thoughts of property distribution.

But Wen Yanfeng, as a father and husband, even if he divorced his wife, was willing to take up his responsibilities. Such an approach is considered kind.

But Song Zhiqiu still disagreed.

"Then we won't get divorced. When Dad wakes up, I'll ask the old man directly. I want to see if the old man is reluctant to let his grandson and granddaughter suffer..."

"You are simply unreasonable!"

Song Zhiqiu ignored Wen Yanfeng's anger and seemed to take a step back, "Well, I don't want the villa under Dad's name, but you must give me the 50 million yuan!"

As she said that, she also gave a deadline, "You must pay me at least 20 million before noon on Monday. If this payment is a prerequisite for the divorce agreement, then I am willing to sign it."

After speaking, she quickly walked down the stairs of the safe passage.

...

After Wen Yibei finished his statement, it was difficult to hide the complexity in his voice, "Uncle told me not to worry about this kind of thing, but I really can't worry about it."

Wen Yibei has lived in Wen's house for more than ten years, and he sees some things in his eyes.

Wen Yanfeng has gone from being a professor at a university to being the president of the Huaguo Composer Association, plus the occasional copyright fee for composing music. Although his earning ability is not as good as Song Zhiqiu's, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is considered reliable.

Over the years, Song Zhiqiu has blocked his thoughts on the education of his children, but in terms of family expenses, he has never lacked anything for the brother and sister.

From childhood to adulthood, the tuition and living expenses of the two were all paid by Wen Yanfeng. Of course, the luxury goods and pocket money that Song Zhiqiu bought for them were counted separately.

Shi Yunnan could see through Song Zhiqiu's true face, "I never saw her take it to her uncle, grandfather or family when she had money. Now something has happened, and she can't bear the company's assets, so she wants the Wen family to fill this hole for her?"

Think beautiful!

"I'm afraid that she has been dragging on and refused to divorce, not only tossing her uncle repeatedly, but also going to grind his old man's house when he wakes up." Wen Yibei expressed his actual worries, and the current Wen family really can't stand the other party's tossed.

"Brother, let me solve this matter of Song Zhiqiu. Please let your uncle stabilize first, and don't let her talk like a lion. Don't worry, I won't let her disturb grandpa again."

Shi Yunnan looked at Luo Lingsheng next to him, and explained to the computer, "I'll contact you later."

"good."

After hanging up the phone, Luo Lingsheng took the initiative to open the topic.

"You asked me to send someone to keep an eye on Song Zhiqiu and Huachang Music Instruments two days ago. Their latest shareholders' meeting is scheduled for 2 pm on Wednesday."

He sent someone to find out that this shareholders meeting was to solve the trouble of Wen Chenglang stealing the official seal and misappropriating the company's funds.

In other words, the last time Song Zhiqiu used his own assets to fill the company's financial loopholes in front of shareholders, now it's time to take action.

Luo Lingsheng opened the information on the proportion of Huachang shareholders that Qin Jian had prepared beforehand, and handed it to Shi Yunnan.

"Huachang Musical Instruments has a total of six shareholders, of which Song Zhiqiu holds 40% of the shares, the second largest shareholder Chen Ren holds 25% of the shares, and the remaining four shareholders hold an average share."

"The point is that Song Zhiqiu secretly transferred eight percent of his shares."

Shi Yunnan was startled, "When did it happen?"

"Just yesterday, I sent someone to contact me secretly, but I'm still negotiating the price."

Luo Lingsheng continued, "According to the asset composition and regulations of Huachang shareholders, the transfer of more than 8% of the shares must be voted by more than half of the shareholders..."

Song Zhiqiu knew that Chen Ren was staring at the shares in her hands, so he chose to keep silent and do it secretly.

Even after the transfer of the shares, the 32% of the shares she holds are still firmly in the position of Huachang's largest shareholder.

"No wonder my brother said that she asked her uncle to charge 20 million to her card before twelve o'clock on Monday as a precondition for the divorce agreement."

Shi Yunnan instantly realized what was wrong—

The funds from Song Zhiqiu's resale of the shares, the divorce alimony based on 20 million yuan, and perhaps the remaining money she has left and other funds borrowed, can barely stop the mouths of other shareholders.

"These things were done by Wen Chenglang stealing her official seal, but it is her official seal in name, so can it be determined that she violated the company's interests?"

Luo Lingsheng nodded calmly, "Yes, she and Wen Chenglang are in a mother-son relationship, so the so-called 'smuggling' is difficult to use as evidence."

Shi Yunnan understood what Luo Lingsheng meant, and couldn't help but leaned in and kissed his lover, "Patriarch Luo, I know your black heart."

Luo Lingsheng stroked his lips and responded, "I just learned about the situation for Mr. Shi, it's up to you to decide what to do."

"Huachang's shareholders meeting is on Wednesday?"

"Ok."

Shi Yunnan raised his eyebrows and said reluctantly, "Okay, I don't mind giving her an extra surprise."

...

On Wednesday, Huachang Musical Instruments.

In the company conference room, the atmosphere is freezing and anxious like never before.

The secretary in charge of the minutes of the meeting lowered his body like a quail, in order to reduce his presence in this meeting, so as not to be implicated by these six shareholder bosses.

"Dong Song, isn't it bad for you to go back on your word like this?"

Chen Ren, the second largest shareholder of Huachang, spoke with a vaguely unkind tone.

He pushed his square glasses and said before the other shareholders spoke, "Last time at the shareholders' meeting, did you agree to use private funds to fill the company's loopholes? We see that you are the chairman of the board. I didn't choose to report to the police."

"What? It took less than ten days to cut the promised advance fund in half? Do you really think it's easy for us to be the other shareholders of Huachang?"

The targeting in the language becomes more and more obvious.

Song Zhiqiu, who was sitting in the main seat, held his breath and showed a forced smile, "Mr. Chen is joking, I mean, first return half of the funding gap this time, and discuss the rest."

"If there is still a funding gap, I will make it up."

"In addition to this matter, I am willing to take out the benefits of my personal shares at the end of the year to make up and act as additional dividends for shareholders."

This is Song Zhiqiu's plan to slow down the army.

In the short term, she can't spend so much money at one time to fill the loophole, and she can only use the method of 'future profit recovery' to suppress the anger of shareholders and delay her time.

As long as the payment for the goods can be recovered smoothly, the year-end dividends for shareholders will not be affected in any way, and they can even receive additional dividends, which is generally not a loss.

Song Zhiqiu continued to persuade, "Foreign merchants don't want this batch of goods, it doesn't mean we can't sell to other places, as long as we can recover slowly..."

"The sales period of these semi-defective products with insufficient specifications has been extended for no reason, and due to the shortage of funds, it is impossible to produce a new batch of musical instruments according to the normal plan. In the long run, how can it be beneficial to the healthy development of our company? I disagree!"

Chen Ren slammed the table abruptly, apparently holding a direction opinion with Song Zhiqiu.

"Mr. Chen, you have to give some face, right? Isn't this money not made up in the end?" Some shareholders supported Song Zhiqiu's approach, "We are all old acquaintances, why should we tear our face?"

"I'm afraid Song Dong dared to infringe the company's interests in the name of an old acquaintance?" Another shareholder retorted.

A dark light flashed in Song Zhiqiu's eyes, as if he had expected this situation long ago, "Okay, then vote."

Everyone looked at each other, each showing a different camp——

The three headed by Chen Ren and the three headed by Song Zhiqiu.

Song Zhiqiu smiled slightly, "Mr. Chen, according to the proportion of shares in our respective hands, it seems that this time we will use mine first..."

Chen Ren sneered, "Dong Song, before that, you didn't plan to tell us about secretly selling your shares without us?"

"..."

Song Zhiqiu's eyes changed, and he didn't expect that this matter would leak to Chen Ren's ears.

Other shareholders were surprised when they heard this.

"Resale shares? When did it happen?"

"No, no one notified me about the changes in the company's shares?"

"Mr. Chen, how did you know?"

Chen Ren heard other people's doubts, and continued to expose, "Dong Song held a shareholders' meeting before applying for a share change, just wanted to fish in troubled waters and buy time for himself?"

Song Zhiqiu reluctantly calmed down and had to admit, "Yes, I sold 8% of the shares in my hand. According to the company's regulations, the transfer of more than 8% of the shares needs to inform you for a written vote, so I have the right to do it myself. be in charge."

"Also, even if I resell these shares, I am still Huachang's largest shareholder."

Song Zhiqiu said according to the original plan, trying to increase his confidence.

It's a pity that Chen Ren threw out a copy of the share sale contract as soon as the last sentence came to fruition.

With a bang, the copy hit Song Zhiqiu's desk.

"Song Dong, I'm sorry, maybe some things are different from what you imagined."

"..."

Song Zhiqiu felt a vague sense of unease when she saw the document that had been thrown on her desk. She opened the document and glanced at it quickly, and her face turned pale in a few seconds.

How can this be? !

Chen Ren took her look into his eyes, and raised his voice, "The 8% of the shares that Song Dong resold, luckily, I got it in my pocket."

To put it more bluntly, Chen Ren holds 33% of Huachang's shares, while Song Zhiqiu has only 32% left.

"So, the results of the voting meeting just now—"

"I don't agree with Song Dong's delay in filling the funding loophole. Either you can fill the funding loophole within today as you said at the last conference. We can also choose to solve it privately for the sake of our long-term partners."

"Otherwise, call the police and go through the normal procedures."

After Chen Ren's remarks, Song Zhiqiu was completely put in place. After realizing it, she retorted, "This is impossible, Chen Ren, the copy of your contract must be fake!"

In less than ten days, too many things happened that made Song Zhiqiu exhausted.

In order for Wen Chenglang to avoid prison, she has been running up and down to find relationships. As for the resale of shares, she entrusted Wen Wanyou with full authority.

Chen Ren and Song Zhiqiu fought fiercely in the company. As her daughter, how could Wen Wanyou do such a silly thing?

Moreover, before the mother and daughter finally signed the resale agreement, they confirmed the identity of the buyer, and the other party should not know Chen Ren!

"Fake?" Chen Ren shook his head, looking at Song Zhiqiu with the victor's jokes in his eyes.

"Song Zhiqiu, ah Song Zhiqiu, I admit that you did have some business acumen and capital when you were young. It's a pity that you spoiled your pair of children as idiots and forced you into a dead end."

After Chen Ren finished speaking, he said to the assistant behind him, "Invite the distinguished guests in."

"Yes, Mr. Chen."

The assistant quickly left the conference room and led a person in within three minutes.

Song Zhiqiu looked at Shi Yunan who suddenly appeared in the conference room, and asked in disbelief, "Shi Yunan, what are you doing here!"

"Mr. Shi is the honored guest I invited." Chen Ren immediately made a statement.

"I think Song Dong can't fill this funding gap. In the short term, we need new assistants to help Huachang develop normally."

Shi Yunnan nodded in agreement, and said every word in a very high-profile manner, "Everyone, on behalf of the Luo Group, I am here to seek a quarterly cooperation with Huachang Musical Instruments. I wonder if you are welcome?"

This is a privately negotiated deal between Shi Yunnan and Chen Ren, the purpose is to bring down Song Zhiqiu. Of course, even if there is money to settle in in the future, it will be his personal money after negotiating with Wen Yibei.

The reason why Shi Yunnan moved out of the 'Luo Group' is very simple -

His husband's name and assets can be more intimidating, so he used it to control the market.

Which of the shareholders present had not heard of the four big characters of Luo Group, and their faces suddenly showed ecstasy.

"Mr. Chen, is what Mr. Shi said true?"

"Yeah, how can this be unwelcome?"

However, before they could get the exact answer, three uniformed law enforcement officers walked in.

"Which one is Song Zhiqiu?"

Song Zhiqiu's heart shrank suddenly, and a bad premonition rose up, "...I am."

"The whistleblower Chen Ren's real name accuses you of taking advantage of your position to sign a Yin-Yang contract privately, embezzle public funds, and be suspected of infringing on the company's property. Please go back to us for investigation."

When these words came out, except for Shi Yunnan and Chen Ren, everyone in the audience was stunned.

Although Song Zhiqiu was suspected of condoning his son Wen Chenglang, they all suppressed the idea of ​​calling the police and suing because the other party was the chairman and promised to make up for the funding loophole.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ren actually did this villain silently?

However, if the copy of the contract is true, Chen Ren will be firmly seated as the first shareholder of Huachang.

Huachang now has an intention to cooperate with the Luo Group, so it seems that it is much stronger than Song Zhiqiu's previous proposal.

Song Zhiqiu saw that no shareholder was willing to stand up and speak for her, her heart sank to the bottom, and the energy and energy she had been supporting drained away in an instant, and she fell down on the chair.

"..."

How could this be?

Why is it different from what she imagined!

Shi Yunnan and the law enforcement officers politely asked for instructions, and then walked to Song Zhiqiu, "Aunt."

Song Zhiqiu froze in his chest, feeling that the sound of 'aunt' was particularly ironic.

She raised her eyes to look at Shi Yunnan, and forced a feeble question from her teeth, "Shi Yunan, what are you trying to do? Don't you think it's not enough to hurt our mother and son?"

Shi Yunnan asked unmoved, "What about you? After giving birth to such a pair of children, do you still think that the Wen family was not hurt enough by you?"

"Do you still think that Grandpa didn't have a smooth life in his old age?!"

The questioning came to the ground loudly, causing Song Zhiqiu to have nowhere to argue.

"By the way, I have two pieces of good news to tell you." Shi Yunnan bent down slightly and threw out a fact.

"Wen Chenglang can't escape from prison, and in this case, you can tell the truth to the police - it was all done by Wen Chenglang behind your back."

"But then he'll end up in jail for a few more years."

"I asked about it, and it seems that this kind of misappropriation of company funds and misappropriation of company interests has started in three years."

"..."

Song Zhiqiu's pupils trembled uncontrollably, and finally showed an expression of impending disaster.

Shi Yunnan clicked his tongue twice, and continued in a tone that only each other could hear, "Of course, if you are reluctant to bear Wen Chenglang's hardships, you can recognize it yourself and continue to show your mother and son's deep love."

"After all, Wen Chenglang, a mother and boy, is looking forward to your mother to rescue him all day long, and don't you want to try your best to keep him?"

Shi Yunnan showed no sympathy for Song Zhiqiu, and sneered coldly.

"Auntie, I hope you will continue to carry this mother-son tenderness to the prison. From now on, don't think about harming the Wen family."