A stormy morning.
The shareholders' meeting, which was originally scheduled to start at 10 o'clock sharp, was postponed for some reason.
Jiang Shijun, who was supposed to be sitting in the meeting room of Xu's building to welcome the fruits of victory, is now furious in Libo's office—
What Jiang Shijun held in his hand was the contract that Jiang Yunan had just brought.
Jiang Shijun endured his disbelief, and finally read the contract, but he still couldn't help but shake the contract hard.
At the same time that the contract landed on the table with a "snap", Jiang Shijun leaned on the edge of the table and stood up, tremblingly pointing to the place where the payment was signed on the last page - the signatures and seals of Jiang Yunan and Yanliang, all of which were in Jiang Shijun's anger Adding fuel to the fire: "How did you sign this contract?"
It's ridiculous, but Jiang Shijun couldn't laugh at all: "No wonder you suddenly stopped attacking the stock market yesterday, and news of the wedding suddenly broke out in the media. I should have thought of it at that time... I should have thought of it at that time..."
Jiang Yunan, who was sitting in the guest chair on the other side of the desk, was unmoved by the furious atmosphere that filled the entire office. He still folded his arms, leaned slightly on the back of the chair, and only looked up indifferently. Looking at Jiang Shijun: "I just came to inform you that I signed this contract, that's all."
Obviously, Jiang Yunan didn't think it was necessary for him to explain to him.
Hearing this opinion, Jiang Shijun shook his head: "Our original plan is not like this."
Jiang Yunan only twitched the corner of his mouth as an answer.
Jiang Shijun was so helpless, he had no choice but to speak hard: "I released fake news before, making her think that I would shift the target to the voting proxy in the hands of small and medium shareholders. I did this to give her a fake Let her pursue the target, so as to lock up her funds, weaken her competitiveness with us in stocks, and prevent her from hindering our process of buying major shareholders. I am sure that the major shareholders will kick her out of the board of directors in one fell swoop , now it's good, what kind of contract did you sign with her?"
"..."
"Even the old bones of the board of directors and her so-called uncles have turned against us. As soon as today's shareholders meeting is over, their Xu family will be completely ruined. If you do this, you don't know if it means letting her go?"
"That's your plan," Jiang Yunan said in a relaxed tone, obviously no longer interested in continuing the topic. He stood up, lowered his head and adjusted the neckline of his suit habitually, then raised his head and smiled vaguely, "From today onwards, according to my plan is carried out.”
Let's go.
"What kind of plan is this? Take this contract in exchange for a happy marriage for a while? Yu Nan, I gave you the decision-making power back then, not to make you mess around like you are now!"
Jiang Yunan turned a deaf ear to this, and kept walking without stopping. Jiang Shijun stood there and watched him go further and further, vaguely understanding what had happened, "Are you doing this now because you blame me for letting you know about the scandal between her and Lu Zheng?" ?”
Jiang Yunan paused slightly.
This slight hesitation made Jiang Shijun catch hope: "Or do you think that you can redeem anything by giving her the last bit of kindness? Although I used Xu Ziqing to release false news and what I did afterwards, you are all in the dark. In the dark, you can't blame you for these things, but don't forget... the operations on the stock market during this period are all your masterpieces."
"..."
"Do you think that if you force her to surrender to you instead of forcing her to death, she will be grateful to you?"
Jiang Yunan still turned his back to him, his back was straight and no emotion could be seen, only his hands hanging on the edge of his trousers were faintly stiff.
Jiang Shijun added the last straw to the superficial calm of this young but deep-minded man: "It seems that you still don't understand how scary women can be when they are ruthless. As long as you love them, they can think of a thousand things." way of torturing you."
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This last straw was superimposed and instantly collapsed the entire city, at that moment Jiang Yunan heard the sound of something collapsing. But the voice that came out of his mouth was still so calm and indifferent, as if he was telling a fact that no matter how much he deceived himself, he would have to reveal it in the end: "I don't blame you for the matter between her and Lu Zheng, on the contrary, I want to Thank you. You are the one who reminded me once again that my kind of..."
"..."
He seemed to smile a little, his eyes flickered, the last glimmer of hope disappeared bit by bit: "... I don't deserve love."
Xu Building.
Due to the absence of both Yanliang and Jiang Shijun, the shareholder meeting was postponed until 11 o'clock. Should the meeting be canceled or postponed? No one gave an exact answer.
A group of shareholders who have their own thoughts are all watching the time or whispering in private.
Someone couldn't wait anymore, and the noise resounded through the meeting room: "When will it start..."
Before the shareholder finished speaking, he was choked back by the sound of the door opening—
Jiang Shijun's assistant pushed open the door of the meeting room. The first person to enter the door was Jiang Shijun who showed no joy. Seeing this situation, the two directors sitting opposite the door subconsciously cast their inquiring eyes on Jiang Shijun.
Yanliang, who entered the door later, caught the eyes of the two parties' tricky eyes, and at that moment, Yanliang's heart sank. Because one of the directors is Uncle Chen who has a close relationship with the Xu family, especially Yanmu.
Is it true that the bloody motto: There are no eternal friends, no eternal enemies, only eternal interests...
The deadly enemy appeared at the same time, and the audience was silent. Standing in front of the chairman's seat, Jiang Shijun scanned the audience like a king, then turned his head and made a rare gesture of "please" to Yan Liang: "Come on."
It's self-evident how much viciousness hides under the gentleman's appearance, he gave her the right to speak, nothing more than to ask her to personally tear away the dignity of her and even the entire Xu family in front of everyone.
Yan Liang took a look at the people present, at the chair Jiang Shijun took a step back and vacated for her, like an old minister who was forced to sign a contract of humiliation and humiliation, his hands and feet were cold.
"On behalf of my deceased father, Xu Jinfu, and my mother, Yan Ruiyun, who is temporarily acting as the chairman, I would like to announce...from now on, I will give up the chairman's seat and recommend...Jiang Shijun," Yan Liang stopped breathing, closed her eyes, and suppressed her heart The last bit of struggle, "Become Xu's next chairman."
A word of uproar...
"She still has the leisure to try on wedding dresses? The company has been handed over to her..."
"She went to visit the grave of the old man of the Xu family? Her family fortune has been ruined by her. If it were me, I would never have the face to send flowers to my deceased father..."
"Your sister is about to put our family Zhou Cheng in jail, how can you have the face to send someone to send us invitations?"
The woman at the center of the storm of public opinion took wedding photos with her husband at a resort hotel in the suburbs on this warm and cold morning.
Jiang Yunan had greeted the senior officials of the hotel in advance, and the area was guarded by security guards so that they would not be disturbed by the reporters who came over after hearing the news.
Yanliang is no stranger to this resort hotel, not far from here is the city's premier golf course, which belongs to Mingting Group.
Having already taken two sets of wedding photos, Yanliang returned to the room, and with the help of others, changed into this two-meter-long wedding dress. There are four wedding dresses in total, different styles but all are beautiful. After half a month of customization time, they were airlifted back to China, just in time for today's shooting. After changing, I looked at myself in the dressing mirror. Thoughts, the assistant boasted enviously: "It's really more beautiful than the other." She couldn't laugh when she heard it.
Secretary Li was in full charge of the selection of the shooting team and the shooting location. When the makeup artist was touching up Yan Liang's makeup, Secretary Li knocked on the door and came in, "Mrs. Jiang, it's almost noon. Would you like something to eat first?"
Yanliang turned a deaf ear to this, stood up straight after finishing her makeup, picked up the hem of her skirt and walked out. When I went out, I passed by Secretary Li without paying attention. Secretary Li stood by the door alone, and after being stunned, he could only cough in embarrassment.
Yanliang walked less than two steps before seeing Jiang Yunan sitting on the European-style bench opposite.
He had already changed into the corresponding men's dress, and he seemed to be waiting for her. Yanliang paused, and the two staff who were helping her with the two-meter-long pendulum were about to stop for a rest, but Yanliang didn't intend to have any communication with her husband at all, and only stopped for a second before speeding up her pace leave.
"Lunch will be delivered soon, sit down and eat before taking pictures." Jiang Yunan suddenly said.
Yanliang had just walked past Jiang Yunan at this time, but she just stopped for a while, glanced to the left contemptuously, and left without looking back.
The photographer couldn't keep up with her fast pace, but he had to smooth things over: "Mr. Jiang, eat first, I'll take a single photo of your wife's location first."
Jiang Yunan didn't speak, the photographer Quan regarded him as acquiescing, and was about to trot to keep up with Yanliang, when Jiang Yunan suddenly called him: "Wait a minute."
The photographer turned around. I saw Jiang Yunan standing up and walking towards him: "It's cold outside, let her put this on between shooting."
As he spoke, he handed over a suit jacket: "Just say it's the staff's jacket. Please."
The photographer nodded repeatedly and couldn't help thinking when he took the coat and left: This is really a strange couple...
It was bitterly cold.
Yan Liang was wearing a tube top style wedding dress, the skirt fluttered like a ruined flag.
During the filming interval, the staff was busy adjusting the light, and Yanliang stood aside rubbing his arms. Looking around, the green of the Yimapingchuan was like a midsummer season. Only those who were in it could feel the chill.
At this moment, a coat that was still warm covered the cool shoulders. Yan Liang shrank her shoulders vigilantly, looked back and was stunned.
Under the astonished gaze of this woman, Lu Zheng's eyes flickered slightly: "I... I heard that you came here to take wedding photos, and you happened to be playing golf on the golf course today, so..."
"..."
He finally sighed, "Forget it, I don't know what to say, I just... just want to take a look."
Even so, he took a box from the assistant who was following him, the package was exquisite, and when he handed it to Yanliang, he said softly: "Happy newlyweds..."
happy wedding...
How ridiculous these four words are, and the pity that this man's eyes are full of makes her heartbroken.
And such a wedding gift...
He said that he just wanted to come over temporarily to take a look...
Yanliang held the hem of the coat tightly with both hands, looking at the man who had taken off his coat and was now left with only a thin shirt, even though the corners of his mouth were stiff, he finally smiled little by little.
Whose heart is ticking...tick...tick... dripping with blood.
Lu Zheng seemed to think of something suddenly under her smile: "That's right..."
"..."
"Do you have a dollar coin?"
Yan Liang was taken aback.
Holding another coat, the photographer who had just walked up to Yanliang saw Yanliang standing there blankly and asked, "What do you want coins for?"
The photographer hurriedly greeted him, and quickly asked his assistant to send a one-yuan coin to Yanliang.
Before Yanliang handed over the coin, Lu Zheng had already taken it from her palm.
He clings to the coin and smiles at her.
Yanliang also thought that she would keep smiling like this until she saw off this guest, until he said almost joyfully: "Now, on behalf of Mingting Group, I will formally inform you that our company will cancel your 1 billion debt today."
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Whose smile is blown away by the wind