Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

Fu Yanchi was very calm when he received the call, as if everything was within his expectations.

"The Jin family will fail this time, and there is a more important reason for the old man of the Jin family." He said.

On the other end, Yan Xi couldn't wait to ask, "What's the reason?"

"Grandpa Jin can't afford to wait. He is over seventy years old this year, and he has spent more than ten years trying to plot against our Yan family. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, he is worried that he will die if he continues to wait. "

If it weren't for Jin Zhongcheng's impatience, no one would dare to say what the final outcome of the two families' struggle will be.

In wars in the shopping mall, the winners and losers are often only on the front line.

This time, the Yan family took back the shares acquired by the Jin family at a price far below the market price, and even with the hands of the Jin family, they gathered all the scattered stocks scattered in the market together and held them again.

Yanhuai's prestige and cohesion in Yan's are even better than before.

So far, the Yan family's position as the No. 1 family in the capital can no longer be shaken, and its reputation has become even more prominent.

The wealthy families in central Beijing are hard to come by.

As for Huicheng, the Song Group, which had dominated Huicheng for many years, officially announced that the group had changed hands at the shareholders' regular meeting in July.

Song Chunsheng became the former chairman of the group.

It was none other than his son, Song Ziyu, who made him fall off that high platform.

Originally, there was a difference of 2% between the equity held by Song Chunsheng and Mr. Tang.

If nothing else happened, Song Chunsheng would still be able to sit on the chairman's position, while Mr. Tang would still only be able to hold the title of the group's second largest shareholder.

It's just that no one expected that at the meeting, Song Yueliang actually took out an extra 2% of the shares to support Mr. Tang's leadership.

On the equity transfer letter, the transferred Party A had the words "Bai Tingting" written on it.

When Song Ziyu saw this name, his face was ashen, and he sat on the chair motionless.

The entire meeting room was filled with Song Chunsheng's frenzied roar.

According to the 100% shareholding system of the group, Song Yueliang's side has 2% more, which means that Song Chunsheng has 2% less in his hands.

There is nothing wrong with Mr. Tang taking that position.

Coupled with the large and small shareholders within the Song Group, they have long accumulated dissatisfaction with Song Chunsheng and his son.

Therefore, none of the shareholders raised objections to Song Chunsheng's resignation.

Unanimous vote.

After the meeting, Song Ziyu stopped Song Yueliang's leaving car at the gate of the Song Group.

The sun in July is very strong. The sun at three or four o'clock in the afternoon can make people's eyes turn white, and it can make the skin red when it is burned for a moment. It is so fierce that it seems to evaporate the moisture in the human body.

Under the scorching sun, Song Ziyu's face was as white as gold paper.

"Song Yueliang," he stood in front of the car, and asked palely, "What happened to Bai Tingting's shares?"

"Didn't you give her shares? Why did Young Master Song come to ask me instead?"

"What I'm asking is, why did she transfer the shares to you!"

Song Yueliang's eyes were thin and indifferent, she stared quietly at Song Zihe for a moment.

"Actually, Young Master Song already has the answer in his heart, doesn't he? From the beginning, Bai Tingting was my person. I just didn't expect Young Master Song to be so sincere, and give away 2% of the shares as soon as he wants."

"Song Ziyu, from today onwards, forget about the grievances between you and me." Song Yueliang looked away and started the car, "From now on, everyone will go their own way on the Yangguan Road of Dumuqiao."

In midsummer, the faces of children change as they say.

One moment the sun was shining brightly, the next moment the clouds rolled in.

Bean-sized raindrops poured down.

Song Ziyu walked slowly in the rain, staggering every step.

From today onwards, the grievances between the Song family and Song Yueliang finally came to an end.

The wealthy Song family also completely collapsed.

Huicheng is very large, and in the rain and fog, there are hurried vehicles and pedestrians everywhere.

The majestic buildings were built side by side, and Song Ziyu looked around, but he couldn't find a place where he could live.

Strangely, at this moment, apart from the frustration and pain of the family's downfall, he had no resentment towards Song Yueliang in the past.

If you do too many private things, you will really suffer retribution.

The Song family has now suffered retribution.

Many years ago, Song Yueliang's situation was even worse than his current situation.

Song Ziyu looked up to the sky in the rain and laughed.

Burning tears mixed in the rain without a trace.

It was dark.

Song Ziyu was drenched, standing in front of a gatehouse in a dilapidated community.

Knock on the door, and the door opens.

The woman's beautiful face appeared behind the door, and the warm yellow light in the room surrounded her, giving people a soft and intimate feeling.

Seemingly expecting him to come, before he could speak, the woman opened her mouth, "I am an orphan. I was abandoned by my parents when I was a child and grew up in an orphanage. Four years ago, when I was tricked by a friend into drinking in an entertainment place, I was almost humiliated. , it was Song Yueliang who saved me, redeemed me, and arranged for me to live and work, which changed my fate."

"I've always wanted to repay my kindness. After knowing that she was fighting against the Song family, I set my target on you, investigated your preferences and whereabouts, and deliberately seduced you."

"Song Yueliang didn't know what I did before."

"You know the matter now, you can beat or scold you as you like, but I don't regret it, your Song family owes her too much."

Song Ziyu's face was pale, and he looked deeply at the face that was burned in his heart.

He really likes her.

In order to make her feel at ease, even at the moment when the family business was in danger, he still gave her a share of stock.

Holding out a heart with both hands, it turned out to be smashed to pieces.

"I just want to ask a question." He said, his voice was dry and hoarse, "Have you ever been tempted by me for even a moment?"

The woman was silent for a while, and when Song Ziyu laughed at himself and retreated step by step, he spoke again, "I found a job again, with a monthly salary of 300, and the rent is 300, and the rest is enough to live on."

"It's just that there is no way to be extravagant, three meals a day, simple tea and light meals."

"Song Ziyu, do you want to live together?"

Song Ziyu's retreating steps stopped abruptly, his expression stunned.

"I said before, whether you have money or not, in my eyes, you are all Song Ziyu."

yes.

She had said this before.

She betrayed him.

... However, his heart was dusted.

Half a month later.

Song Yueliang walked into the office on the clock.

She accidentally saw the person she thought would never appear here again.

The young man took off the suit he was accustomed to wearing in the past, the simple shirt and black trousers, and there were traces of haggardness on his face, but he was full of energy.

When she sat down at the desk, the young man put the documents in front of her, "This is the new information from Mashan Amusement Park. In two months, the construction of the amusement park will be completed. The last This document is a business plan written by me, with a few suggestions for the subsequent opening of the amusement park, I implore Mr. Song to read it and give some guidance."

Song Yueliang didn't look at the information, and looked at Song Ziyu who suddenly looked like a different person in front of him, "It's not that the bridge returns to the bridge and the road returns, our grievances are over."

"There was an agreement in the last bet. I have to work for Mr. Song for ten years without pay. Mr. Song wants to break the contract?"

Song Yueliang's mouth twitched slightly.

For a moment, he was not sure what kind of medicine Song Ziyu was selling in the gourd.