"I didn't even agree that they would take action, what can you think of?" the man responded calmly.
Yang Qianyu was surprised: "You didn't agree? Then you really plan to leave the company alone?"
"No, I just want them to worry for a few more days. This punishment is already very convenient for them."
Seeing the normally arrogant elders and relatives being respectful in front of him and flattering him in front of his parents is a scene during the Spring Festival.
Of course he had to watch enough of such a good-looking drama.
But secretly, he had already been thinking about countermeasures.
Financing, increasing leverage, selling stocks - in the shortest possible time, collect a large amount of cash flow, so that you can immediately seize the share of stocks in the secondary market as soon as the market opens after the year.
But he believes that if he is taking action here, the top side will definitely not be idle either.
Just be afraid, once the market opens after the new year, it will be a brutal fight, and both sides will lose in the end.
If things develop to the worst, Feng Yun will have no choice but to temporarily suspend trading.
For listed companies, this is full of crises and is more likely to cause huge dissatisfaction among investors and bring even more adverse effects.
Thinking of these, Feng Moyan became upset.
He said it was okay to have nothing, but deep down in his heart, he still hoped that he could be stronger and could always provide shelter and support to the people he loved.
It's not that he looks down on women, nor does he doubt Qianqian's ability - it's just that he hopes that he can become a stronger tree than Qianqian, so that when she feels tired or tired and wants to take a rest, she can have something to do.
There is a way to retreat, and there is a backer.
Therefore, Feng Yun cannot be acquired.
He must win this battle, and he must win it beautifully and completely.
Not only must we defeat the foreign enemies, but we must also seize the opportunity to eliminate all the restless traitors in the company and family!
Seeing that he had stopped talking, Yang Qianyu guessed that he was not in a good mood at this time, so she spoke softly: "Mo Yan... My ability is limited, and I can't help you with anything. But we promised each other that we will never care in the future.
No matter what happens, I will no longer lie to the other party. So, even if I can't help, you don't exclude me. No matter what, you have to tell me. I can't help you solve the problem, but at least I can be a qualified person.
A good listener can also...comfort and comfort you."
Feng Moyan was indeed in a depressed mood at first, but after hearing these words, his face suddenly relaxed and softened: "Okay, I will listen to my wife."
She was embarrassed and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? Who is your wife?"
"You, who else could there be besides you?"
"..." Yang Qianyu rolled her eyes through the phone, thinking that this guy really couldn't give him a good look, otherwise he would open a dyeing workshop in a minute.
"Okay, seeing that you are in a good mood, I have to make dumplings quickly, otherwise they will ruin all the dumpling wrappers later."
"Hey..." the man sighed and said aggrievedly, "Why do I feel that in your mind, the three of them far exceed my weight."
"Humph, you just know!"
I am really speechless, even my own child is jealous!
After hanging up the phone, Yang Qianyu quickly returned to the dumpling-making team.
On Feng Moyan's side, Feng Shikun was waiting quietly a few steps away. When he saw him finishing the phone call, he immediately stepped forward and said with a smile: "Mo Yan, what are you doing hiding here alone? How boring! They are playing over there.
Cards, let’s go play for a while.”
Feng Moyan turned to look at this uncle with a gloomy expression on his face. He was silent for a while, then turned away and said coldly: "Uncle Kun wants me to go back to the company to take charge. It's not impossible, but..."
Feng Shikun's face suddenly changed, he was both excited and cautious: "Mo Yan, you...do you have any other requests? You said, as long as I can do it, I will definitely agree."
Feng Moyan was waiting for his words, and a smile flashed across his handsome face: "Since Uncle Kun is a sensible person, let me tell you frankly that with the shares I currently hold, there is no guarantee that I will be able to succeed."
Better than the top - since we are a family and we share weal and woe, shouldn't Uncle Kun show his support for me?"
Feng Shikun's face froze and his eyes didn't move.
After a while, he smiled dryly: "Mo Yan, I... I don't have many shares in my hand." If he hands it over again, he will have no status in the company...
"Uncle Kun, I'm not taking advantage of the situation. As long as you show sincerity this time and help the company tide over the difficulties, I guarantee you that the Qianlong Jiahao brothers will always be entrusted with important responsibilities in the company, even if you retire in a few years.
Their status remains unchanged."
Feng Moyan knew very well that this cousin in the family was still somewhat capable, so he kept tossing and unwilling to give in.
As long as he is ignored and has no capital to stir up trouble, the remaining clan members and his two idiot sons will have nothing to fear.
This was an opportunity that Feng Shikun Baba had brought to his door. How could he let it go?
As for Feng Shikun, he was respectful on the face, but he was so cruel in his heart!
He also knew that Feng Moyan did it on purpose! He took the opportunity to evade him!
If the company can survive the difficulties and make a comeback, then Feng Moyan's position of power will be even stronger!
It can even be said that he is the only king of the Feng Yun Group! He has absolute say in everything! No one in the Feng family can try to shake him in the slightest!
He is not willing to give in!
But so what?
This crisis started because of him.
If Feng Yun fails to hold on this time and is acquired by Summit, Feng Shikun and Feng Shikun will become the sinner of the Feng family, and it will be equally difficult for him to work for others in the future!
Comparing the two, at least Feng Moyan was willing to let his two sons stay in the company for the sake of his family members.
"Mo Yan, this... this matter is of great importance. I want to go back and discuss it with the children and give you an answer in two days, okay?" After all, he couldn't bear to part with the shares and power in his hands, so Feng Shikun found an excuse.
Feng Moyan knew that this was a delaying tactic, and knew that he must be thinking of other ways in his mind, so he didn't care and said easily: "Of course, I'm not the one who's anxious anyway."
As soon as these words came out, Feng Shikun's face turned even more ugly.
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The dumplings made by the children themselves taste particularly delicious.
The three little ones were stretched out like little frogs, slumped on the sofa and rubbing their bellies.
On the floor, Dundun also ate until his belly was round, his ears swaying comfortably, and he snarled at the children from time to time, trying to get them to get up and play.
Xiaozhou waved his hand: "Dundun, you can go and play by yourself. I'm too exhausted and need to take a rest."
Dundun whined twice and ran out to get high.
Although fireworks have long been banned in the city, there are always people in the suburbs who secretly set off a few.
Therefore, there are "bang bang bang" sounds from time to time outdoors.
Yang Qianyu knew that the children had eaten too much and needed to exercise to eliminate the food, so she called the three little ones up, put scarves and hats on them, and took them out for a walk to feel the atmosphere of the New Year.
Looking at the beautiful fireworks blooming in the air in the distance, Xixi said excitedly: "Dad has also set off fireworks for me before, and they were even more beautiful than that... It's a pity that this year, dad can't accompany me to celebrate the New Year."
After saying this, Xixi suddenly turned around and said, "Mom...what is dad busy with recently? Why can't he live with us? He doesn't even come to celebrate the New Year. Doesn't he want us anymore?"
Yang Qianyu knelt down and scratched the tip of her daughter's beautiful and small nose. Thinking about something that had been on her mind for several days, she took the opportunity to say: "Dad has been very busy recently, busy with work, and... taking care of the sick grandma.
.”
"Grandma? You mean that old witch..." She didn't say anything. She noticed her mother's serious eyes, and immediately covered her mouth with her small hands, her eyes dripping, "I'm sorry, mom, I forgot again... But, that grandma is sick.
Is it done?”
"Well, she is sick, very seriously ill, so dad has to take care of her."
Xiaoyu Xiaozhou originally ran away with Dundun, but when his mother and sister failed to keep up, he ran back again with the dog.
Just in time, I heard this.
Yang Qianyu took the opportunity to pull her two sons over and coaxed gently: "Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year... You go to pay New Year greetings to your grandparents, visit your sick grandma, and say some nice words to her to make her happy."
Xiaoyu immediately asked: "Isn't mom going?"
She shook her head, "Mom also has something to do tomorrow. Although my mother passed away long ago, I should also visit her."
Xiaoyu was sensitive and naturally understood that her mother's words were just an excuse, but she didn't expose it and nodded obediently: "We listen to mother."
"Well, you're so good! Let's go, someone is setting off fireworks over there, let's go and have a look!"
A group of adults and children gathered around the artificial lake in the community. They got fireworks from nowhere and flicked them in their hands. The bright and bright stars formed a line, adding to the festive atmosphere.
The three little ones ran over happily and, relying on their strong popularity, immediately each held a firework and started playing happily.
Yang Qianyu's cell phone kept ringing ding-dong-dong-dong, all of which were for socializing at work and wishing her New Year's greetings.
The WeChat group is about to explode, with people constantly sending out red envelopes and grabbing them, making it very lively.
As a boss, she naturally cannot be stingy during such a festival, so she also showed up and handed out several big red envelopes, pushing the atmosphere of grabbing red envelopes to a climax!
The children played until almost eleven o'clock and were so tired that they couldn't even open their eyelids. After washing, they all fell asleep instantly and soon became as naive as piglets.
Yang Qianyu looked at the sleeping little faces of the children, feeling extremely peaceful and calm.
On this day, all we need is a man.
I wonder if their family of five can be reunited in the next New Year, whether they can make dumplings together, watch the New Year together, and... wait for the New Year's bell to ring.
In fact, she was also tired, but she just didn't want to sleep.
The New Year was about to arrive in half an hour. She thought about sending New Year blessings to someone, her best friend, and her friends as soon as possible, so she took a bath to wake up a little, and sat on the sofa while watching.
At the gala party, I swiped WeChat to grab red envelopes.
Suddenly, a familiar avatar popped up on the interface.
She quickly clicked it excitedly, and then her smile grew stronger.
There is not a word, but there is a large transfer, which says - Happy New Year, mother!
Hehe, this guy... also knows how to give out red envelopes during the Chinese New Year.
And the number is quite auspicious - 8888.88.
She accepted the transfer without hesitation, and the next second, the man's voice came: "You're collecting money so quickly, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?"
She also replied in a lazy tone, "Waiting for the New Year's bell... Besides, you haven't slept either?"
"Well, if you're not asleep, then come out and pick me up."