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Three days later, volley SOHO.

The sun shines on the huge glass curtain wall, reflecting rounds of dazzling brilliance. There are people coming and going under the locomotive-shaped building, which is very lively. The main reason is that a listed company held a relocation ceremony today, including corporate employees, media reporters, and related celebrities. Everything is here, in short, the ostentation is not small, and it is very grand.

The employees of the Jiang Group were a little absent-minded. Some of them stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to see the crowds and ribbons fluttering below.

Some say that Mr. Jiang dumped Gan Jing and found a new love, and went abroad to have fun; some said that he was sick and recuperated in the hospital, and some said that he had a quarrel with his father and went on strike...

In short, although it is not panic, it is indeed difficult to let everyone devote all their energy to work as before.

Da, da, da, da...

As the footsteps approached from far to near, someone lowered his voice and said "Mr. Jiang is here".

Those employees standing in front of the French windows looking at the "scenery" quickly bent over and turned around, and returned to their jobs as quickly as possible, pretending to be busy with business.

Secretary Zhou Ang touched assistant Qiao Qian's arm.

"Didn't you say that Boss Jiang had a falling out with his father? I see this expression...it's normal, it doesn't look sad at all."

"It should be pretending."

"Whether it's pretending or not, President Jiang asked you to call the police last time, but you informed the chairman of the news, wait to be scolded."

"Oh, you forgot what day it is today?"

Zhou Ang suddenly realized: "You mean..."

Qiao Qian nodded: "Nine times out of ten, he won't be Mr. Jiang after today."

Zhou Ang glanced at her with a thoughtful expression.

Lin Yue knew that the two of them hid aside and chattered badly, but he didn't care, and he didn't go to his office. He went straight to the meeting room at the end of the corridor, opened the door and walked in.

Counting him, the board of directors is all here.

As for the reason for being late, he didn't say anything, and everyone didn't ask, because Jiang Zhihua knew the purpose of convening the board meeting.

"I've said everything, so I won't repeat it. Let's vote with a show of hands."

"Chairman, do you want to reconsider this matter? Haokun is not like us, young people, who always love to act on their own will. My opinion is forget it. It's just because of a personal matter, it's not worth it."

The person who spoke was on the right side of Jiang Zhihua. He had a bald head, a round face, and a pair of big bags under his eyes. He looked like the kind of person who didn't pay attention to health care.

Lin Yue knew him, Jiang Zhihua's younger brother, Jiang Haokun's third uncle, who seemed to be gentle in his speech and deeds, but in fact he had a bad stomach, and loved to make people trip up his back, his proposal to Gan Jing at the Banyan Tree, and Jiang Haokun's marriage proposal. With Lai's entry into the detention center, he has contributed to the flames and fueled Jiang Zhihua's fire, and now he is pretending to be a good guy in public. There is nothing to say about his ability to hide his knife in his smile.

"Hao Kun, Hao Kun, hurry up, apologize to your father in front of all uncles and uncles, hurry up and apologize."

Lin Yue said, "Third Uncle, if I wanted to apologize, I would have apologized a long time ago, and it would have been delayed until today? You don't understand this truth, do you? And do you think it's appropriate to discuss family matters at the board meeting?"

Jiang Zhiqing looked embarrassed.

Jiang Haokun said this politely, but his meaning was impolite. The directors are all old people who have been working in the mall for decades. How can they not understand his voice-over? Accusing Jiang Zhiqing of intentionally publicizing the Jiang family's ugliness, so that the members of the board of directors Look at the joke.

Jiang Zhiqing was thinking about what to say.

"Zhiqing, there is no need to persuade me. I have made up my mind on this matter. You just need to tell me whether you agree or disagree." Jiang Zhihua waved his hand to stop him, gave Lin Yue a cold look, and looked around: "I agree to dismiss Jiang Haokun. People in the position of group president please raise your hand."

After speaking, he raised his hand first.

When the directors below saw the chairman taking the lead, they looked at each other for a while, then slowly raised their arms and stood in line with their hands.

Jiang Zhiqing was the last one to raise his hand, with a look of helplessness and resentment on his face, as if he was sincerely for the good of Jiang Zhihua and Jiang Haokun and his son.

To everyone's surprise, Lin Yue also raised his hand.

I vote myself out?

Jiang Zhihua was extremely unhappy with his attitude.

Why wait almost two weeks for a board meeting? It was just to give Xu Lan time to act, and also to give Jiang Haokun a chance to kneel in front of him and admit his mistakes. He thought that if he could not tame the unfilial son through this matter, he would not know how outrageous things he would do to disgust his family in the future. , As a result, he overestimated the attraction of money to Jiang Haokun, and it can be said that he underestimated Jiang Haokun's stubbornness.

"It's over, isn't it? I'm leaving when it's over." Lin Yue left this farewell, which was more like a sarcasm, stood up, whistled and walked outside.

Jiang Zhihua couldn't bear it anymore, and said angrily, "What's your attitude?"

"You are really interesting. I will have a long vacation here soon. I have time to do what I like. Shouldn't I be happy? Are you crying?"

"Long vacation? Do you take this as a long vacation?"

Jiang Zhihua was so angry, the father and son made such a quarrel, and the news spread to relatives and friends. He was so upset every day, and the behavior of the unfilial son was like a fool, and he didn't take it seriously at all.

Lin Yue said: "Of course it's a long vacation, because you will beg me to come back."

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was in an uproar, and the directors never thought that he would dare to say such a thing.

Both of them are making trouble like this, will the father beg his son to come back and take over the group? Do you still want this face?

If this is not the board of directors, Jiang Zhihua will definitely be furious, calling him a bastard, regretting that he was such an unfilial son, but this is the board of directors, as the chairman, all he can do is slap the table and stand up, pointing at the door of the meeting room Said: "Go, go, go!"

Lin Yue glanced at the third uncle Jiang Zhiqing whose eyes were flickering and didn't know what he was thinking, smiled slightly, said "wait and see", opened the door and walked out.

"Second brother, second brother, you have high blood pressure, don't be angry, the child is stubborn and ignorant, just leave him alone for a few days and he will be fine."

Jiang Zhiqing hurried forward to express his concern.

Huh~huh~huh~

Jiang Zhihua let out a few long breaths before suppressing the anger in his heart, sat back on the chair, and cursed in a low voice, "Bastard, it's all fucking used to it."

On the other side, Lin Yue came out of the conference room, ignoring the eyes of the employees in the work hall secretly looking at him, turned to the right, and entered the president's office.

Signature pen, photo with Gan Jing, water glass, cologne... He didn't take any of these things, so he took out the Woods Masters limited edition putter from the golf club bag in the corner.

boom boom boom~

There was a knock on the door behind him.

Lin Yue looked back and saw Qiao Qian standing there pretending to be calm.

"Boss Jiang, are you looking for me?"

"Don't call this address after today." Lin Yue said with a smile: "But there is a saying that is good, power is not used, and if it expires, you say... what should I do?"

"This, Mr. Jiang..."

Lin Yue didn't let her finish her sentence: "Pack up your personal belongings and go to the personnel department to complete the formalities."

"Boss Jiang!" Qiao Qian raised her voice several times, and Zhou Ang, the secretary behind the desk outside, looked over with a puzzled expression.

Lin Yue walked out with a golf club in hand: "There is a saying that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Look, you have learned another trick, and you will never make this mistake again."

Qiao Qian: "Boss Jiang..."

Lin Yue didn't stop walking, and just left without giving her a chance to defend herself.

...

the next day.

The sky is clear and the autumn wind is coming.

Hunan Road is full of fallen leaves, and occasionally vehicles pass by, rolling up a piece of golden yellow.

Peng Jiahe was sitting on the sofa in the living room, slapping the toner on his face from Gan Jing while checking Weibo.

"Extra, extra, the Jiang Group released an important announcement this morning that Jiang Haokun resigned as the president of the group due to personal reasons."

"real or fake?"

"Jiang's Group? That home decoration company with a market value of nearly 10 billion? I remember that the president of this group is quite young. When I was in college, the sister next to me even dreamed of marrying him and becoming a wealthy wife."

"Didn't you say that the Jiang Group's development momentum is very good? Why did you suddenly change the president?"

"Who knows, I only heard that in order to stabilize the company's stock price, Jiang Zhihua, who has been retired for several years, came out again."

"Interesting, a veteran? But can a veteran really keep pace with the times and seize market opportunities?"

"..."

Before reading the message, Peng Jiahe slapped the table and bounced off the sofa.

"Haha, you deserve it! You deserve it! Great, I'm so happy!"