829: C829 Difficult

C829 Difficult

"Ying'er, it's not that your uncles don't want you to be the CEO. Right now, your Song Family has less than a sixth of the capital. If you continue to be one, it would be unjustifiable for you."

Soong Ying said calmly, "The company was founded by the Song Family. I will never hand it over. I will think of a way to raise funds, so please give me some time, uncles."

An old man in his sixties coldly snorted and said, "Originally, this matter was somewhat peaceful, but you didn't want to marry Weiting, and you even found someone to embarrass him. Soong Ying, this is your fault."

Soong Ying's eyes lit up, but her mouth was still flat as she said, "I don't know that person, much less find someone to embarrass Zhao Weiting. Uncle Zhao, you also know that I'm already married. I hope you won't bring this up again."

The old man suddenly slammed the table, stood up and said, "You don't know him, is that possible? Why didn't he go find trouble with Weiting?"

The other people immediately advised the old man not to be angry, but they didn't dare to say too much. The two were in a stalemate when the door opened and a tall and handsome man walked in.

Seeing that it was the young man from yesterday, Soong Ying was startled.

"You are..."

The man smiled at her and went straight to her side.

"You're right, Ying'er and I know each other. It's precisely because I know Ying'er that I look down on that shameless son of yours. Old man, are you Zhao Tianyang?"

Soong Ying's expression stiffened. She had no idea what this person was up to, nor did she know how he managed to get past the security guards and the service desk. The only thing she knew was that his words would definitely anger Zhao Tianyang.

Sure enough, Zhao Tianyang furiously said, "You were the one who hit my son yesterday? Someone come, where are the security guards? "

Did I hit him? He accidentally fell on the plate and even said that he wanted my life. Pity, I waited for a whole day, but no one came to find me, so I just came in by myself. Oh yeah, the security guards are taking their afternoon nap.

The person who spoke was Jiang Chen.

Originally, he wanted to pretend to be investing to talk to Soong Ying, but as soon as he reached the 12th floor, he heard a bunch of old guys forcing his wife.

Seeing his calm expression, Zhao Tiefang couldn't help retreating a few steps back.

"What do you want?"

Jiang Chen casually pulled out a chair and sat beside Soong Ying.

"Tell me, how much will it cost for you to quit the company?"

They were stunned. It was good enough that they could keep Soong Ying's position as CEO. This brat actually wanted them to leave the company. It was a god-sent deal.

Zhao Tiefang laughed in extreme anger.

"What big words you have there."

Jiang Chen smiled, looked at them and said, "That's right, I'm talking big because I'm rich."

Zhao Tiefang snorted, "It's fine if you want us to withdraw our shares. As long as you can provide 3 billion to buy our shares, we will immediately leave the company. Otherwise, get out of here immediately."

Soong Ying's expression changed. She couldn't wait to smack this arrogant brat's lips. How could a young man like him have three billion yuan?

"She hurriedly stood up." "Uncles, you've also worked hard at the company for most of your lives, and you still have the heart to sell your shares?"

She wanted to go against them, but Zhao Tiefang was sure that this kid wouldn't be able to take out that much money. He gloomily said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. Take the money. I'll sign the share transfer agreement now."

Jiang Chen took out the card from his pocket and casually threw it on the table.

"Sure, Miss Song. I'll trouble you to immediately draft the contract."

Looking at this purple black crystal card, they all thought of something.

Centurion Black Card.

Did he really have money?

Zhao Tiefang was naturally reluctant to give up on the company, but since he was already here, he couldn't back down now.

He said harshly, "Fine, I'll see if you can take out that much money. Soong Ying, since you found someone, stop pretending to be innocent. Even if your grandpa is still alive, I won't give him face."

Soong Ying's face immediately turned pale. Zhao Tiefang had said nothing, so she could only grit her teeth and go back to her work. Five minutes later, several pieces of documents were placed on the table.

Jiang Chen casually typed a few words into the accountant's computer, then a sweet voice came out of the loudspeaker.

"The three billion in cash has been transferred to your account. Please check it now."

Zhao Tiangfang's face immediately turned green, but he quickly recovered.

Sneering, he said, "Good for you, Soong Ying. So it turns out that you found a partner, but you are still pretending to be pitiful with me. How pitiful is my son's heart."

After he signed his name, he threw the contract in front of Soong Ying and left. The others looked at each other and signed as well.

Jiang Chen didn't seem to see their faces, he asked with a smile: "Miss Song, I bought all the shares, is the company yours now?"

Soong Ying took a deep breath and replied with a pale face, "No, you have half of the shares. To be exact, the company is yours."

Jiang Chen chuckled. Miss Song is truly honest. Fine, I'll give you the shares now. "

He signed a Glyph of Ghost and handed it to Soong Ying. "In return, I only want a kiss from Miss Song. This is fair."

With an evil smile on his face, he walked over, only to see Soong Ying suddenly raising her hand and viciously slapping him in the face.

Crack.

This slap was quite firm.

Even though Jiang Chen had a hundred ways to dodge it, he didn't do it. Instead, he felt that the slap was quite sweet.

Soong Ying was Soong Ying, and she would never sell herself for money.

"You … Why did you hit me? "

Jiang Chen shouted in an exaggerated manner as he covered his face with his hands.

Soong Ying said with a cold expression, "You can have other motives, but please don't covet my body. I already have a husband."

Jiang Chen suddenly had the urge to tease her.

She giggled and said, "I heard that Miss Song's husband is ugly and lame. For a person as beautiful as a celestial fairy like you, wouldn't it be like flowers being stuck in cow dung when you were married to him? I have money and looks, don't you think about it?"

Soong Ying took a cautious step back. Suddenly, she pulled out the hairpin and pointed it at her neck.

"It's my business who you marry. There's no need for other people to criticize you. If you want to take over the company, I will inform the board in the future. If you don't want to, I will return the money to you."

Jiang Chen knew she was hot-tempered, so he quickly waved his hand and said, "Don't, it's a pleasure for you to regain control of the company. It's bad luck to see blood. I'll leave now, alright?"

After Jiang Chen said this, he really left without even turning his head back.

Soong Ying felt her body go weak and she fell onto a chair.

Who was this man? Why did he want to buy their shares to help him out? There really were people in this world that would spend three billion to do a good deed. The answer was impossible, but what was his motive?

The more Soong Ying thought about it, the more she panicked. She couldn't help but pack up her documents and leave the company.1

However, Jiang Chen didn't go home. He took out a blood-stained address from his pocket: 23 East City Road.

After taking a taxi, about ten minutes later, Jiang Chen stood in front of number 23's door.

Looking at the dilapidated gate and the piles of cobwebs at the entrance, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.

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