I don’t know whether to say Wang Cheng is a prophet or a crow’s mouth.
Early in the morning, Feng Moyan was still eating with his children when his cell phone rang.
"Mr. Feng, please take a look at the stock market! Lingfeng Industrial continues to acquire Feng Yun's stock, and its shareholding has reached 20%. If they continue to raise their cards, I am afraid that a tender offer will be triggered soon, and Feng Yun will be closed."
Yun is going to change his name!" Wang Cheng's urgent tone came as soon as the call came through.
Before Feng Moyan could speak, his cell phone prompted a new call.
He took off his cell phone and took a look, and he was not surprised - his uncle Feng Shikun.
"Feng Shikun called me. Let me ask about the situation first." After briefly returning to Wangcheng, he waited for the other party to hang up, but did not pick up the new call.
Yang Qianyu saw him staring at the phone with a gloomy expression. She knew something was wrong, so she asked in a low voice: "What's wrong? Why don't you answer the phone?"
"Nothing, you guys eat first." He turned the wheelchair and headed towards the living room.
While greeting the children, Yang Qianyu looked back at him and heard the ringing of his cell phone stop, but soon it rang again.
This time, Feng Moyan answered the call.
"Hey, Uncle Kun."
Over there, Feng Moyan's cousin Feng Shikun was uncharacteristically smiling at the beginning: "Mo Yan, are you...at home?"
"Is there something wrong, uncle?" Feng Moyan's heart suddenly felt like Ming Jing's because of the other party's attitude.
It seems that he has indeed lured the wolf into the house, and now he cannot control the situation.
The other side hesitated, "Uh... I have something that I want to talk to you about in person."
Feng Moyan raised his wrist to check the time and said quietly: "I'm going out to the hospital later."
"Oh, are you visiting your mother? Oops... it's our fault. Your mother is ill and hospitalized, and we haven't had time to go and visit you yet. It just so happens that I'll call your cousin and Aaron later.
Hao, let’s go to the hospital together.”
Feng Moyan's face was extremely indifferent, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "Uncle Kun is interested, but my mother needs to rest due to her illness. Thank you for your kindness."
"Don't worry, I'm just going to have a look, and I promise not to disturb your mother's recovery. Then it's settled, I'll see you at the hospital later."
After the call ended, Feng Moyan put down his phone and saw the news from Wang Cheng on WeChat.
[Lingfeng Industrial continues to raise its banner to seal the deal, and the snake swallowing the elephant may be a foregone conclusion. 】
The subtitle actually reads horrifyingly: The myth of the Feng Yun Group has been shattered, the Feng family is in civil strife, foreign enemies are invading, and Feng Yun is about to change ownership.
Yang Qianyu came over and saw him sitting quietly. She put a hand on his shoulder and asked softly: "Mo Yan, what happened?"
Feng Moyan looked back at her, thinking that if this matter got too big, he couldn't hide it, so he simply handed the phone to her: "Take a look."
Yang Qianyu took the phone and glanced at it, her face changed drastically: "How could this happen?!"
But then I thought about it, and although this was unexpected, it was also reasonable.
After all, Fisher had mentioned it to her several times a long time ago, and the company employees had also discussed it.
But at that time, everyone was just discussing it, and they all felt that Ling Feng's desire to swallow Feng Yun was nothing more than a dream.
But who would have thought that the world is full of surprises.
"Where did they get such funds, and they actually want to control Feng Yun?" Yang Qianyu was extremely surprised. She sat down and swiped her finger on the screen to read the news quickly.
Feng Moyan said quietly: "The capital market has never lacked careerists. Maybe they have been preparing for a long time and are waiting for an opportunity. And those idiots Feng Shikun just provided them with this opportunity."
"What should we do now? Do you want to go to the company? But tomorrow is New Year's Eve, and there is a holiday everywhere..."
The man shook his head, "I have submitted my resignation to the board of directors, and now the company is no longer under my control."
"What?!" Yang Qianyu was surprised again, staring at him and asking in disbelief, "When did you propose it? Have you thought about it? Feng Yun only reached the scale he is today in your hands, and you just give up like this?"
"
"I brought it up yesterday. I went to the company for a meeting and then came here." Feng Moyan was originally in a heavy mood, but when he saw her almond-shaped eyes widening in surprise, like a cat with fried fur, he couldn't help but smile.
Laughing, "Didn't we agree before? I'll resign, and you'll support me as my wife. You also said that I'll be provided with drivers, nannies, and chefs."
Yang Qianyu threw the phone to him with a serious expression: "How long has it been and you are still joking! I think with your character, you can stop being the president of Feng Yun, but you will never allow Feng Yun to fall into the hands of outsiders.
Change your name! This is your Feng family’s ancestral inheritance! Grandpa’s lifelong hard work!”
The smile on Feng Moyan's face faded slightly, then he sighed quietly and took her hand: "Well, you better understand me."
He originally thought that his life had been too messy recently, which had made him exhausted, and he had no energy or time to spend time with his beloved.
Therefore, if Feng Shikun wanted to seize power, he would let him take it away and live his life.
When his two idiot sons can no longer sustain the overall situation, it will be easy for him to kill them back.
"I didn't expect that they were so stupid that they got burned and couldn't stand it so quickly."
Yang Qianyu thought of the cousin she had met at Feng Shiwen's funeral that day, and asked with a frown: "Even if your cousin and others have objections to you, they are not so stupid, right? Would they rather let the company fail?"
into the hands of others and don’t want you to take power?”
Feng Moyan smiled faintly, "They are not that generous. I think they must have reached some agreement behind the scenes when they brought Lingfeng Industrial over. They wanted Lingfeng to become the company's major shareholder, so they teamed up to contain me. Unexpectedly, Lingfeng
Feng has hidden evil intentions and betrayed his trust a long time ago, and they themselves will definitely regret it."
Hearing what he said, Yang Qianyu understood, "Then... you won't retreat bravely at this time, right? According to you, if you don't go back and take charge, Feng Yun will definitely be doomed this time!"
Feng Moyan smiled again, "In your mind, your man is so powerful?"
"Of course! Your ability and skills are obvious to all, otherwise grandpa would not have handed over the company to you under so much pressure."
Feng Moyan frowned and added a hint of melancholy to his tone, "But as far as I know... Lingfeng is fully prepared this time, and the shares they currently hold are second only to me - to be honest, I'm really not sure
Turn the tide.”
Yang Qianyu held his hand tightly, "I believe you can do it!"
"But I really don't want to pay attention to these messy things... I just want to be with you and the children..."
When he said this, he turned his head and looked towards the restaurant, watching the second and third brothers fighting over a shrimp dumpling, and finally the boss fisherman got it eaten - a smile appeared on the corners of his sexy and beautiful lips.
"Being with you makes me feel more satisfied than having the whole world."
"It's over..." the woman's face drooped, and she said sadly, "What you said makes me feel that I am a beauty, and I have corrupted a good shopping mall myth into having no fighting spirit..."
The man smiled, raised his hand to hold her chin, rubbed it, and said sweetly: "I am willing to..."
The two of them were originally chatting about serious and urgent matters, but the atmosphere suddenly turned boring. Fortunately, Yang Qianyu's cell phone rang, breaking the sweetness between the two.
"This is a call from Fei Fei. I've probably seen the news."
"Well, take it. I had breakfast and went to the hospital. Feng Shikun is coming to see me. He probably wants to apologize and admit his mistake."
Yang Qianyu answered the call from her best friend, and as expected, she was talking about this matter.
She stood in front of the living room window, turned around and looked at the man joking with the children in the restaurant, and sighed: "He's not sure... Mainly because during this period, he has too many things to do and is too busy to be busy. I saw him
Quite tiring..."
And she was also very distressed.
It's a pity that my ability is limited and I can't do anything to help him.