On the other side, Jun Pang, who knew the Ji family quite well, was not as naive as Feng Yiman.
Even he heard that Xun Lang was going to be sent away, and he happily asked Xun Lang about the inside story.
"I have been paying attention to the stock market since the year before. Ji's stock has been declining. I'm afraid it will be difficult to explain the situation at the shareholders' meeting after the new year."
"So, your old man is going to use you as a sacrificial flag?"
"Maybe." Xun Lang took a sip of champagne.
The incident of Tang Yili was actually the trigger for Ji Nanyun to get angry. As long as Xun Lang admitted his mistake and showed his willingness to be a good son, at the shareholders' meeting, as his father, he could protect him.
Otherwise, the royalists would immediately launch an attack and plan to overthrow Xun Lang.
Jun Pang smiled: "I didn't expect that the Feng family fired the first shot in the Ji family's turmoil."
Xun Lang smiled, but his eyes were looking in another direction - Bai Zhongren, the leader of Ji's royalist faction, was also here.
Both of them saw each other. As a junior, Xun Lang took the lead in raising his glass and nodded in respect to his elders.
Bai Zhongren slowly revealed a proud and confident smile.
…
The first day of work in the new year happens to be a Monday.
As soon as Ji's employees entered the door at work, each one received a red envelope. Even though it was only 500 yuan, it was a lot of money out of thin air. The employees who received it were all smiles.
Take advantage of the good luck at the beginning.
The atmosphere in the building was jubilant.
But in the conference room on the top floor, all the directors who were well-dressed had solemn expressions and sharp eyes.
In the last fiscal year, the group's profit attributable to the parent company fell by five points, and the market value of the stock market evaporated by 4 billion. It is a long story to explain this matter.
Ji Nanyun's staff took turns to appear and answer the shareholders' questions one by one.
The royalists and princelings were not satisfied and wanted the chairman to personally speak out about the decline in profits.
Ji Nanyun cleared his throat and lowered his voice to lower the boiling discussion.
"In recent years, our local market has indeed reached its peak of development. If we want to seek new growth points, we must open up overseas markets..."
Ji Nanyun looked at Xun Lang without leaving any trace, and seeing that he was calm and indifferent as usual, he withdrew his gaze and continued.
"The Australian market has been proven and can be cultivated. Next, our Ji family will send out capable young people to explore it."
"I have already identified this candidate..."
Everyone asked who it was.
Who can sit here and doesn't understand in their heart that if you give up a mature market that you have been operating for decades and go to a wild land to develop, you are clearly going to be punished. If you do well, you will be deserved, but if you do not do well, you will be let down.
Public expectations.
People who don't know anything pray that such a "beautiful job" will not happen to them.
Those who knew about it unconsciously went to sweep Xun Lang away.
Ji Nanyun saw such a chaotic scene, but Xun Lang remained unmoved, as if it had nothing to do with him. He became a little more annoyed and said angrily: "The candidate to go to Australia is -"
"Mr. Ji," a director named Li Mingshao suddenly said. This man is a princeling. He has a military factory at home. He has a typical military and political background. He is middle-aged and speaks with a strong voice.
"I will also propose a candidate to go to Australia, plus Mr. Ji's candidate. Our board of directors will vote. What do you think?"
There was an uproar at the scene.
Ji Nanyun is a typical one-spoken man who always speaks the same words. Today, he was suddenly asked to vote in a referendum and engage in democratic behavior. His face is extremely ugly.
Li Shao acted as if he hadn't seen it and said what he said.
"After being in Australia for so many years, we always have to choose one that is suitable in all aspects, so that everyone can trust it with confidence, what do you think?"
The princelings naturally said yes.
The reaction of the royalists was not obvious.
Ji Nanyun frowned and asked, "Then who is your candidate?"
Li Shao waited for this sentence, smiled, and turned his eyes to the royalists. A row of people, like waves of wheat blown by the wind, raised their heads and lowered their heads one after another.
While being curious, I also hope that I won’t be touched.
"The person I proposed," Li Shao raised his voice, "is Mr. Bai Zhongren, Mr. Bai."
Bai Zhongren was stunned for a moment after hearing this. As the leader of the royalist faction, it was never his turn to be cannon fodder. He was a little annoyed when he was suddenly named.
Instead of asking him to open up a barbaric land, ask him to sweep the road downstairs!
Bai Zhongren jumped out immediately, "Me?! I'm going to open up the Australian market? Are you kidding me?"
Li Shao: "How can this be a joke? Mr. Bai needs experience and ability. He is in the prime of his life. What a suitable candidate!"
"I suggest Mr. Bai go, how about we all vote by a show of hands?"
"Nonsense! Did your suggestion count?" Bai Zhongren glared: "Then I also proposed that Mr. Xiao Ji go. Do you want everyone to vote together?"
Li Shao wasn't afraid at all, he smiled and said, "I think it's okay."
Bai Zhongren was speechless.
The princelings nominate a candidate and the royalists nominate a candidate. At least the process is fair and both parties have nothing to say. The next step is to fight for the right to vote.
There were thirty-five people in the audience, and twenty of the votes were from royalists. If there were to be a referendum, twenty to fifteen would win.
Bai Zhongren and Ji Nanyun exchanged their thoughts and found that Ji Nanyun also meant the same thing - just choose if you choose. If the issue of Xun Lang's assignment can be nailed down through a referendum, then the princelings will not be able to find anyone to cause trouble.
Reason.
Ji Nanyun looked at Xun Lang. He still had few expressions. He seemed to have withdrawn all emotions. He was cold and calm. He was watching the battle caused by him, but he was as unmoved as a bystander.
Doesn't he care?
Even the long separation from Tang Yili can't make him bow his head?
Xun Lang's performance was too calm, so calm that it was even a little abnormal.
Ji Nanyun was unsure of Xun Lang's attitude, but he did not say a word for mercy. As a man, Ji Nanyun admired Xun Lang's strength, but as a father, he hated his son's disobedience even more.
Once the referendum takes effect, half of the business community will know that Ji and his son are in dire straits. By then, Ji Nanyun will become known to everyone as a failed father.
But the situation has become difficult to get out of.
This is no longer just a fight between father and son, the two waves of forces are going to fight to the death. Regardless of whether Ji Nanyun wants it or not, all the shareholders nodded unanimously, and the voting can only begin.
Each shareholder writes his or her name on the paper.
Soon, all kinds of papers of different sizes were collected one by one. It didn't seem so formal, but it determined the future of Ji's giant ship.
Chen Sheng lowered his head to count, his face slowly changed color, and his eyes repeatedly looked at the person who was actually dueling——
Ji Nanyun and Xun Lang, two similar faces, with similar sternness.