"It seems that the auction will not be held in five days!" Mingyue curled her lips at Qiu Peng: "As the ancients often said, evil cannot prevail over good, and it is true that honesty does not deceive me."
Qiu Peng was sweating coldly. He knew clearly how much effort his father had put into this auction and how many unscrupulous things he had done, all in order to swallow up the Song family in one fell swoop and cover up the source of the huge amount of funds.
But I never expected that I would make so many wrong moves.
Not only is Uncle Song still alive, but even this auction cannot be held.
However, Qiu Peng did not doubt Mingyue, because he had always been inseparable from her and of course knew that she could not do anything.
At this moment, he only had a sense of fatalism in his heart, thinking that his father's plans would be in vain.
He thought about how he had advised his father before that greed would lead to failure. Unfortunately, his father had long been blinded by fame and fortune and simply would not listen to his advice.
Mingyue tilted her head: "The bidding can no longer continue now, you won't stop me from going to the Song Corporation again, right?"
"I never tried to stop you, Mingyue. Whether you believe it or not, I never wanted to hurt you." Qiu Peng pulled the corners of his stiff mouth, and his voice suddenly became particularly low: "Sometimes, I am really in pain..."
Mingyue said calmly, "Yes, you just ignored my father's victimization and my Song family falling into a trap set by others. Qiu Peng, do you know that sometimes indifference is a kind of harm? I used to treat you as a brother, but now I think it's better to be a stranger to someone like you. Because the victim's face you have now, seeking sympathy in front of me, really makes me sick."
Obviously, she is the real victim, and he is just the son of the perpetrator, isn't he
Qiu Peng's throat tightened, as if someone was strangling him, and he could no longer speak.
Mingyue sneered, turned around and left the north of the city.
This time, no one can stop her from taking over the Song Corporation.
*
Qiu Wenshan didn't expect that things would go wrong recently.
It would have been fine if Song Yu hadn't died, but the auction that had been scheduled could actually be postponed, and the time for the next auction has not yet been determined.
What made him most angry was the marketing account on the Internet. He didn't know whose instructions it received, but it actually said that he had leaked the news. Now people are coming to him in waves.
After he had finally appeased those people, news came from his company that the orders he had poached from Song's had been encountering problems in the past two days. More and more customers were canceling their orders, and his capital chain was becoming increasingly strained.
The group of shareholders of the Song family also started to make a fuss, asking him about the mausoleum and questioning how he conducted the investigation.
He could only grit his teeth and swallow it, and told them implicitly that someone above him did not allow him to reveal the news, so he had to expose the news to the marketing account.
In the end, he actually admitted that he was the one who found that marketing account, which really made him angry to death.
Well, after a lot of effort, I finally got rid of those old foxes.
At this time, Qiu Wenshan's face was extremely bad.
He took two deep breaths to ease his anger, then muttered to himself, "No, Song Yu must die. As long as Song Yu dies, the Song Group will be mine. At that time, I can do whatever I want. Who dares to cancel my order? Who dares to question me?"
After saying that, he sent a message to Secretary Cheng, ordering her to act quickly and not let Song Yu wake up.
However, as soon as this message was sent out, it fell into Mingyue's eyes.
As expected, Qiu Wenshan never intended to let Song's father live. By the way, maybe this can be submitted to the police
But thinking that the evidence was a little weak, Mingyue blinked and put away her phone. Then let's wait a little longer!
This time when Mingyue came into the Song Group, the shareholders all looked a little embarrassed when they saw her.
After all, when she had sworn that there was an imperial tomb under the two pieces of land, everyone thought she was just joking and no one paid any attention to her at all.
Now there is really a problem with the land, and these old guys have been slapped in the face.
Qiu Wenshan's face darkened, and many flying knives flew towards his son in his eyes.
Qiu Peng avoided his father's gaze and could only smile bitterly in his heart.
They are all adults. What can he do to Mingyue if she doesn't want to listen to him
Does he have to commit another crime and illegally imprison Mingyue
Sometimes Qiu Peng really wanted to go far away and never be caught between his father and his sweetheart again.
This time Mingyue sat in Song Dad's seat again, and her face looked a bit like Song Dad's usual appearance.
The others thought that there was no fun in the recent auction, so if the little princess wanted to sit on the throne, let her do it. She couldn't make any big decisions anyway, so they simply didn't refuse Mingyue's decision.
Who knew Mingyue would come up with a powerful punchline as soon as she opened her mouth:
"My dear uncles, since I am now in charge of Song's business, I have to ask you, how come Song's business lost two-thirds of its orders recently? Also, since three years ago, a sum of money has been allocated to this account every month..."
Following Mingyue's words and the information displayed on the projector, the faces of the shareholders present couldn't help but become solemn.
You have to know that they are shareholders of the Song Group, and the interests of the Song Group are closely related to each of them.
But they really didn't know that Song's had lost so many orders recently, and what happened to the funds that were transferred out every month? They had never noticed it.
A group of shareholders immediately looked puzzled and whispered to each other.
The most eye-catching among them was Qiu Wenshan, who was frozen in place. He had never thought that the information was still in Song Mingyue's hands.
This is really a deadly thing.
But he soon breathed a sigh of relief because he found that Song Mingyue didn't seem to know that the account was his.
Qiu Wenshan narrowed his eyes and immediately came up with a plan.
He suddenly said, "I think we need to ask Director Song about this. Why is there so much money flowing out every month? This is all our shareholders' money, and it has been flowing out for more than three years. The amount is not ordinary."
When the others were tempted by him, they thought that this was indeed the truth.
"Yeah, what does Mr. Song mean? Where did he take our funds?"
"Although the majority of the Song Group belongs to the Song family, we shareholders have also invested in it. Why should we take our funds out?"
"Three years? That's not a small amount. Director Song must give us an explanation, right?"
"that is… "
(End of this chapter)