He asked cryptically, but it was not difficult for anyone to guess the meaning.
Lu Wangjin's body is inconvenient, and he lives reclusively. Even if he disappears suddenly, not many people will notice it.
What's more, Jiang Fuqin had a close relationship with Lu Wangjin. If he really controlled people, it would be difficult for even Huayue's employees to realize that something was wrong.
Jiang Fuqin likes to say that sentence too bluntly, and almost didn't give everyone a chance to react. After recovering, he felt that such a development was very possible, and the eyes he looked at him couldn't help but change slightly for a while.
Qilin's general manager was standing beside him, and when he heard his words, he couldn't bear it any longer, and stepped forward: "Nonsense! Huayue's shareholding is clearly—"
"I did not obtain Huayue's equity by conventional means."
Jiang Fuqin interrupted him quietly, raised his hand to separate the crowd, walked straight towards Lu Wangjin, took out a folded contract from his arms, bent over and handed it in his hand.
"Kirin's funds are all invested in the operation, and I don't have the strength to take 70% of Huayue's shares, so I took a 31% share of the reorganized head office in exchange, which is a loophole."
Never heard the other party mention this matter, Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and raised his hand to take the paper contract: "I remember it was only five million..."
"I really can't afford it. I don't have any liquid funds on the books, otherwise I can only sell myself to you."
Jiang Fuqin squatted in front of the wheelchair, holding his hand, completely ignoring the distressed gaze of the general manager, and his tone was so determined that it didn't seem like he was talking nonsense.
The person in front of him signed the contract, found a lawyer and threw it to him, and disappeared. He also said that the terms could be modified at will, leaving him a ready-made opportunity.
In fact, he had already made up his mind to sign the contract like this, but he never dared to speak to the other party.
At the beginning, he was the one who took Huayue away as a victor, and everyone saw it. He was afraid that Lu Wangjin would think that he was making amends, and he was also worried that the other party would accuse him of being too willful, and he was even more afraid that Lu Wangjin would refuse.
Lu Wangjin is not a person who likes to show off too much. He originally didn't intend to be so high-profile, but now he suddenly changed his mind.
These people said that he has nothing to do with him, he should be blamed, he should be blamed for doing something wrong, but they shouldn't regard Lu Wangjin as a loser who is casually talked about with sympathy.
This man had been protecting him all along, and now it was his turn to stand in front.
Su Shi looked at him for a while, and finally smiled lightly, raised his hand to rub his forehead, and breathed a sigh of relief: "It seems that I don't really need to come today."
"Thank you for coming, otherwise I would have been too scared to speak."
Jiang Fuqin held his hand and spoke seriously.
For some reason, Lu Wangjin's hand seemed to be a little hotter than his. Jiang Fuqin's heart sank slightly, and his hands tightened slightly. He raised his hand to test the temperature of his forehead, but Su Shi pulled him back to his side, sat up straight and greeted everyone with a smile.
Lu Wangjin was originally a frequent visitor to the IT summit, no matter what the people present did not dare to embarrass him in the face, they all responded politely, and the tense atmosphere suddenly eased.
Su Shi greeted those familiar faces, and was pushed to stop in front of them, his eyes fell on the reporters who made trouble.
He didn't see any special expressions other than gentleness in his eyes, but the backs of those people suddenly tensed up, feeling guilty for no reason, instinctively took a few steps back, and didn't dare to speak rashly again.
Su Shi felt a little satisfied, relaxed his body and leaned back on the wheelchair, nodded: "Thank you, do you have any questions?"
For some reason, the person in front of him was clearly supposed to be the victim, but when he appeared here, no one dared to say anything against Jiang Fuqin.
The explosive news dug up earlier was probably enough to deal with the business. The reporters looked at each other, and finally gave up after a long while, and left the venue in despair.
The atmosphere in the hall immediately became relaxed and happy.
The bosses who had been on the sidelines stepped forward one after another, and greeted Jiang Fuqin with smiles. Some people mentioned the much-talked-about hacker war, and some asked a few words about the specific operation mode of Consonance. Everyone However, his eyes would glance over Lu Wangjin in a subtle way.
Qilin is not as highly controlled as Huayue was at the beginning. Only 61% of the shares have not been divided. If 31% of the shares are in the hands of Lu Wangjin, this person will become a One of the many shareholders who got the biggest head.
It stands to reason that the chairman does not absolutely need to hold more than 50% of the shares, as long as there are immediate family members who get most of the shares, it can still be counted. But even if the relationship between the two is really that kind, Jiang Fuqin actually handed over 31% of the shares directly, which is really puzzling.
Looking at the two people who were sitting and standing, everyone still had a friendly expression on their faces, but each of them was thinking about the real inside story in their hearts.
Jiang Fuqin calmly dealt with the business partners coming and going in front of him, but his heart was faintly anxious, he turned his head from time to time, and his eyes fell on the person who was still calm and smiling with worry.
The two of them were a little bit emotional last night. Although they dealt with it carefully afterwards, Lu Wangjin's health is not good after all. Today, he struggled again, and his body may not be able to hold on.
When I held hands before, I felt that the temperature of the other party's hands was not right. Now he is anxious to ask that person if he is not feeling well, responding to the useless greetings from the mall, his heart is filled with impatience, and his expression also shows a little coldness and impatience.
While he was anxious, the palm felt slightly warm again, and he squeezed his hand and shook it lightly twice, like a reminder, but also like a comfort.
Jiang Fuqin subconsciously turned around, met Wen Ning's soothing eyes, pursed his lips and nodded slightly, suppressing the anxiety in his eyes.
Lu Wangjin slightly raised his head and looked at him, his eyes were still clear and peaceful, and when he saw him calm down, there was a gentle smile in his eyes.
Looking at the soft light in his eyes, Jiang Fuqin pursed his lips slightly, feeling a little reluctance again, wishing he could squat down and hug him immediately.
Su Shi bent his brows and eyes, and lightly brushed his palm with his fingertips. The extremely subtle soft touch made Jiang Fuqin's heart tremble. He instinctively held that hand, and the warm current flowed across his chest, finally making his mind completely clear. Calm down.
Although the actions of the two were considered covert, their auras were so pretentious that it was impossible for people to pretend to ignore them.
All the people here are high-ranking and powerful, and many of them are actually familiar with the way of playing in Fengyue Field. Looking at Jiang Fuqin's cold and iron-like posture in front of the people, they feel a little more apprehensive in their hearts.
The main event of the summit is over, and the rest are broad occasions for communication and communication. The hotel also provides a rich buffet to choose from.
The waiter brought up the poured red wine, and someone came up to toast. Su Shi couldn't refuse, so he pretended to get the wine, but Jiang Fu Qin raised his hand to stop him: "You are taking medicine, you can't drink, I'll get you something else."
As he spoke, he had already called the waiter aside and gave some instructions in a low voice.
Seeing his lover's back which clearly had a conspicuous momentum, Su Shi smiled, sighed with emotion, and relaxed back into the wheelchair again.
In the future, I am afraid that there will not be too many occasions where he can be asked to assume the posture of a guardian.
The waiter quickly came back with a cup of hot cocoa. Jiang Fuqin tested the temperature and took a sip before squatting down and handing it to Lu Wangjin. Taking the opportunity of leaning over to tidy his clothes for him, his fingertips passed behind the other's ear, and the temperature was indeed much higher than usual.
"It's just a low-grade fever, it's okay."
Su Shi held his hand and showed him the data on the app. Jiang Fuqin frowned, squatted beside the wheelchair, looked up at him, and said in a low voice, "There's nothing interesting here, I'll accompany you to the hospital, okay?"
His tone was low and soft, but it was clearly not in an attitude of discussion.
Su Shi chuckled dumbly, shook his head lightly, and held his hand: "This is a rare opportunity. If you want to gain a foothold in the business world, you will never be able to fight alone. Some of these people may include your clients or your friends. Or the enemy, you hardly ever have that kind of engagement with them other than this kind of summit.”
Jiang Fuqin's eyes finally faintly showed anxiety, he pursed his lips and wanted to speak, met the gentle insistence in those eyes, finally swallowed all the words, and bowed his head in silence.
Knowing that he was worried about himself, Su Shi smiled and patted his arm reassuringly: "I'm the one who caused you trouble. He has a rest area here. I'll take a rest first, okay?"
"No trouble, I—"
Jiang Fu Qin hurriedly denied it, and squeezed his hand tightly, wanting to explain, but didn't know how to speak.
He was able to stand here with confidence, and deal with those reporters without leaving a way out, because he knew that the other party would definitely come. As long as Lu Wangjin is here and watching him, even if he doesn't have to do anything, he dares to make a way out.
Lu Wangjin is not his trouble, never has been.
He wanted to tell the people in front of him, how his almost condensed chest suddenly warmed up when he saw the other person's figure behind the reporter, how his heart was pounding, refilling the blood into the shriveled blood vessels. Push everything away and run straight towards that person.
But he didn't know how to speak in order to accurately convey his emotions.
Seeming to be always bad at speaking correctly, Jiang Fuqin lowered his eyes in annoyance, pressed the corner of his lips tightly, but was suddenly scalded by the side of the cup of hot cocoa.
Looking up subconsciously, Lu Wangjin was holding the cup of cocoa in his hand, and looked at him with a slightly raised eyebrow and a smile, without any misunderstanding as he imagined.
As if a balloon that was inflated to burst was suddenly burst, Jiang Fuqin was suddenly discouraged, stared at him for a long time, finally couldn't help laughing, held the back of his hand and kissed: "I'll take you to rest."
His movements are gentle and graceful, and he will not appear rude even in front of people. Su Shi's eyes were slightly warm, and he pushed himself to the rest area, and raised the cup in his hand to him: "Go, I'll wait for you here."
Jiang Fuqin nodded slightly, but felt uneasy, and collected a lot of snacks and refreshments for him, and set a table full of them.
Watching his movements, Su Shi's eyes grew warmer, and he waved at him, lightly clenched one hand into a fist, and placed it in his palm.
Jiang Fuqin was slightly stunned, his eyes lit up suddenly, he squatted halfway beside the wheelchair, and raised his hand to wrap his clenched fist.
Su Shi straightened up with a smile, the two of them were staggered, their lips just brushed against each other's temples, seeing the young lover's face flushed immediately, and he opened his hands with a satisfied smile.
A piece of white rabbit toffee lay in Jiang Fuqin's palm.
It had been many years since he had eaten such a snack. Jiang Fuqin opened his eyes wide and looked up at him in a daze.
Su Shi smiled, peeled off the candy wrapper, and stuffed the toffee inside into his mouth: "Okay, are you happy?"
The sweet breath quickly diffused on the tip of the tongue, and the fingertips brushed the lips, causing Jiang Fuqin's breathing to suddenly become rapid, and his eyes couldn't move away from those black pupils soaked in a smile.
want to kiss him.
Glancing around vigilantly, before anyone looked over, Jiang Fuqin quickly leaned over with a candy in his mouth, and planted a kiss on his lover's lips.
Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and tapped his forehead with a smile. Satisfied, Jiang Fuqin moved back, put his arms around his shoulders and pressed his cheeks, and finally left quickly.
Seeing him return to the crowd, Su Shi finally closed his eyes, relaxed and leaned back.
Physical discomfort followed like a shadow, but it wasn't serious, but it was so sore that he couldn't feel it when he sat up straight for a while, and the number of dizziness also increased significantly, which always made him unable to fully concentrate.
After taking two pills, Su Shi closed his eyes and leaned back in the wheelchair to rest his mind. He vaguely felt someone walking around him, but he couldn't summon up the energy to pay attention.
He had already handed over all of Huayue. Although Jiang Fuqin had given him 30% of Qilin's shares, it was only a transfer in name after all, and it could only suppress the thoughts of most people.
Shopping malls have never been harmonious, especially the second generation who took over the business of their parents. In fact, there are good and bad things. There are many things that do not have much sense, but because the parents are not easy to provoke, everyone usually has a lot of patience.
Now that he's here, he's ready to be ridiculed.
"Director Lu, how are you? Would you like a drink?"
The footsteps stopped in front of him, and he could no longer ignore them. Su Shi frowned slightly, opened his eyes, and nodded politely: "Sorry, it's not convenient for me to drink."
The young man in front of him is Song Geguo, the son of Xiaohu CEO Song Yibing. Xiaohu is the core processor supplier of Kirin, and the core algorithms of Kirin are all based on the company's most cutting-edge products.
Song Yibing started from scratch, although he did not lose his means, he was honest enough to do justice, and he was very popular in the mall. But his son's personality is completely different from his. He is usually very high-profile and public, and his private life is chaotic. He often speaks indiscriminately in public, which is a headache for everyone.
The two are actually about the same age, Song Geguo is two years younger than him, and he has been suffocating for a long time hearing his father's praise of Lu Wangjin since he was a child. Now that he finally saw this person stumble, it is naturally impossible to let go of this opportunity to feel proud.
"Why, Director Lu not only lost his company, but he didn't even let him drink alcohol?"
Deliberately squinting at the crowd, Song Geguo sat down on the sofa triumphantly, shaking the wine glass in his hand.
"In my opinion, Director Lu is really uncomfortable today... so he is willing to call you out, just to let everyone know that you are okay?"
Feeling vaguely that he meant something, Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and his eyes fell on him.
Seeing his reaction, Song Geguo became more and more certain about his deduction, pulled his body closer and lowered his voice more and more complacently: "Has Director Lu been locked up all the time? Do you want to come out? Just beg me, I'll buy you." Just come out. There is no need to ask that Jiang Fuqin to coax you with some shares, those are all fake, and you won't get them at all... "
Although his words were offensive, they actually expressed the speculation in most people's minds.
Although Jiang Fuqin was young, he could already see the embryonic form of decisiveness in killing and attacking, and he was by no means a character to be manipulated by others. The style of driving Hua Yue to a dead end in a snappy manner before made everyone feel faint awe of this too young new opponent.
In contrast, although Lu Wangjin has also been famous in the shopping malls for a long time, he has never played a game in person. Coupled with physical inconvenience, it is really normal for people around him to overturn their calculations once in a while.
Lu Wangjin was not feeling well, and anyone with a discerning eye could tell what was going on. Not to mention that Jiang Fuqin looked at him without any scruples. If the obsession in those eyes was stronger, he might have taken him home.
With that reporter taking the lead, everyone's guesses went astray without any suspense. From people's point of view, it must be Jiang Fuqin who imprisoned him somehow, forced him to transfer his shares, and even executed him. Even this time, he brought Lu Wangjin out on purpose, and did so on purpose in front of people, so as to dispel the suspicions raging from the outside world.
Once the conjecture is formed, it will automatically fill in convincing evidence, and people gather together to mutter for a while, and they all have a certainty in their hearts.
Lu Wangjin must have been locked up in a dark room.
They are all business partners in the mall, and even Lu Wangjin himself did not protest about their own affairs, so naturally it is not easy for those watching the excitement to intervene. Only Song Geguo had the guts to run over to trouble Lu Wangjin when Jiang Fuqin wasn't paying attention.
Su Shi was slightly startled when he heard that, and he understood what he meant when he thought about it, raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved the wheelchair back: "You mean—I was imprisoned by him?"
Although he didn't quite understand the process, but with his many years of experience in taking over pots, he still saw a big pot drop out of thin air and landed on top of his head.
Can not lift.
It was rare for someone to give him a hot pot. Su Shi was inexplicably relieved, picked up his cup and sipped the hot cocoa, and continued to listen to him with vigor.
"Isn't this obvious? Everyone knows it clearly in their hearts, and Director Lu doesn't need to hold on anymore."
Song Geguo was full of enthusiasm, nodded triumphantly, and drank the red wine in the glass: "Dong Lu was also a powerful figure back then, and it is really embarrassing to fall into this situation. Isn't it just a matter of money? You said you would How much is he willing to let you go, I'll pay for it for you..."
The two lived a stable life, and it was unexpectedly interesting to see outsiders making such serious guesses.
Su Shi, who had a new pot, was in a good mood, and his attitude didn't feel relaxed. He shook his head with a smile: "No need, thank you."
"Hey, don't be too polite, it's just friends after all—"
The people his father used to reprimand him these years have fallen into this situation, Song Geguo became more and more proud, and raised his hand to grab his shoulders.
Su Shi raised his eyebrows slightly, and moved the wheelchair back again, but suddenly felt as if he had bumped into something.
Before he could react, the icy water had already drenched half of his body, and the vase behind him fell down, hit his shoulder hard, and fell to the ground with a crisp shattering sound.
Jiang Fu Qin Huo Ran turned around, saw the situation in the rest area clearly, his face darkened suddenly, and hurried towards him.
"It doesn't matter, I was just careless."
Su Shi spoke in a warm voice, and raised his hand to grab Jiang Fuqin's wrist.
When his eyes fell on him, Jiang Fuqin's expression softened immediately, and he took off his drenched suit neatly, leaned over and picked him up, and carefully placed him on the sofa beside him: "The clothes are all wet I'm going to tell them to change the wheelchair, wait a minute..."
"Stop being hypocritical here, you have always been so kind to him if you have the ability!"
Song Geguo has always been a stubborn master who is not afraid of anything, and Jiang Fuqin gave him a hard look as the culprit, but instead became more energetic, took out his wallet and patted it on the table.
"Who doesn't know what shameful things you have done? You haven't seen anyone for so many days, and you led them out for a walk and put on a show, just to make people believe you? Isn't it just a bed companion? For the price, I bought it!"
A pot was thrown towards him, Su Shi raised his head in astonishment, looked at Song Geguo who was giving the pot in awe, and raised his hand to hold Jiang Fuqin back: "He is from Xiaohu, don't be as knowledgeable as him."
"Who told him to talk nonsense!"
Jiang Fuqin couldn't hear people saying that Lu Wangjin was wrong, not to mention that Song Geguo's words were so offensive and humiliating, his eyes suddenly ignited raging anger, but he still suppressed his emotions and took off his clothes, wrapping the other party's wet body.
"I'll teach him a lesson. You can't catch a cold anymore. Let's go back first, shall we?"
The clothes on his body were wet and stuck to his body, and waves of coolness penetrated into his bones. Su Shi was really uncomfortable, so he nodded and handed over his body to him. Jiang Fuqin was about to pick him up, but was stopped by the gray-haired old man beside him.
"Fuqin, let me tell you how old you are. Mr. Lu is in poor health, so treat him well and don't do anything you will regret in the future..."
Jiang Fuqin was stopped by him, and he raised his head in astonishment, obviously he still couldn't figure out why this happened all of a sudden.
Su Shi was so uncomfortable that he couldn't keep up his spirits, his chest and shoulders were coolly pressed against his chest, and his lips were pale, which made people feel more and more sympathetic when they looked at him.
People who were far away didn't see the specific situation, only heard the vase was broken, and when they rushed over, they saw Lu Wangjin being held in Jiang Fuqin's arms, and seeing Jiang Fuqin's gloomy expression, they felt that the conjecture became more reliable. Someone took the lead, and people began to comfort them tactfully.
"That's right, Xiaojiang, Wangjin didn't do anything wrong to your family. In fact, everyone knew that incident at the beginning. You can check it yourself. It's not difficult to know what's going on. Speaking of it You are also indebted to him..."
"He has already given Huayue to you, and it's almost time to settle the grievance. You are a child with a bright future, so don't ruin yourself because of these obsessions."
"When a hero is in trouble, everyone is in trouble. If Wangjin owes you a lot, we can't pay it for him, so don't make things difficult for him."
…
Jiang Fuqin couldn't argue, and hurriedly took Lu Wangjin back, his face flushed slightly, he pursed his lips and looked down at the person in his arms, trying to get some hints from him.
Su Shi chuckled dumbly, and patted his arm: "The more you explain, the more they won't believe it. Go back first."
The other party has already taken so much blame on him, and this oolong has caused a lot of trouble, so it is reasonable to treat him as a return of blame.
Jiang Fuqin himself doesn't really care about other people's pointing, but he doesn't want to see others criticize Lu Wangjin, and he doesn't seem to take it seriously when he sees his lover. He pursed his lips and hugged him in his arms: "Okay, then we Go back first... "
Before the words finished, Su Shi's cell phone suddenly sounded a mechanically synthesized sweet notification tone.
"Mr. Lu, your Fetion personal account, the income [hedge fund agent] is divided into transfers of 1.36 billion yuan, please check it in time."
Hearing that terrifying number, the faces of the people who were trying to persuade them were slightly stagnant, and the voice of the noisy voice suddenly weakened.
Song Geguo, who was the most excited, widened his eyes in astonishment. After a long while, he said in a low voice: "Is it... RMB?"
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