Ye Shao Meng spoils his little wife

"I won!"

The old man put the chess in his hand on the chessboard with a snap, with a smug smile on his face: "Boy, do you know what is ginger or old spicy? If you want to beat your grandfather and me, you have to practice more!"

Feng Heng
The chess piece he picked up was quietly put back in its original position, forget it, as long as the old man is happy.

Although Mumu doesn't know how to play Go, she can still understand it by looking at her father's expression. It's because her father let go of the water, and she is covering her mouth and snickering.

Yuanyuan was playing in the garden, with a puppy behind her. Looking carefully, it was Xiaobai raised by Su Xiaoxiao. Because she went on a trip alone, Xiaobai was sent to the old house to take care of her.

Yuanyuan is very happy about this. With Xiaobai's company, Mumu finally escaped from Yuanyuan's energetic frolic, and can do something that interests her.

Ever since he was almost abducted last time, he fell in love with martial arts and wanted to find a reliable person to learn some self-defense skills.

The old man found him a very skilled bodyguard, and he practiced hard in the garden.

Li Qingyan went out to deal with the company's affairs, so only the two little ones, Feng Heng and the old man were left as the owners of the family.

"Many people have found me recently." The old man picked up the teacup and said to Feng Heng.

Feng Heng raised his head, frowned, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes: "Is this a joke to see me, a prodigal son?"

"Haha, can you stop being ridiculed for doing this prodigal son's behavior?" His grandson was fine before, but later he became more and more prodigal, and even emptied all his assets to buy shares in his own company.

There were those who sympathized and those who laughed, so he simply hid in the house and ignored them.

"Grandpa believes me?" Feng Heng looked at the old man with a serious expression.

"You are my own grandson, I don't believe who you trust." The old man gave Feng Heng an angry look, as if he asked some unreasonable question.

A moved look appeared in Feng Heng's eyes, he never disclosed his plan to the old man from the beginning to the end, even Qingyan only knew a small part of it.

But they never asked, no matter how absurd their behavior seemed to outsiders.

"Okay, don't look at me with your eyes! Now that you have made a decision, just do it one step at a time, and completely solve the hidden dangers of the Feng family." The old man warned, and looked down at the chessboard: "Come on, come on again!" I can't believe you always win!"

The chess game between the two continues
After a while, Wang Bin came in from the door with a look of anxiety on his face.

Walking in front of Feng Heng, seeing that the old man was also there, he didn't say anything, looking a little embarrassed.

"Say."

Feng Heng's eyes were still looking at the chess game, and he said directly to Wang Bin that he knew what Wang Bin was worried about, but the old man had never seen any storms and waves along the way, so there was no need to hide it.

"Our company was originally on the list of the enterprise summit, and as the host, we still have the right to speak, but" an angry look appeared on his face: "But today the organizing committee suddenly sent a notice, saying that considering the impact, we can't The Feng Group is allowed to participate."

After hearing this, Feng Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he put down the chess piece in his hand with a thud, then raised his head and said, "It's okay, anyway, there is no real benefit in participating or not."

Wang Bin's originally irritable heart gradually calmed down under the confidence of the president. He stood aside and watched the game between the two.

Finally a game is over, I don't know if it's because Feng Heng let go again, the old man won the game again.

He laughed loudly, got up after a while and said, "Okay, I'll go see how Mumu's boxing practice is going."

After speaking, he got up and walked towards the garden.

Feng Heng picked up his teacup and took a sip, looked at Wang Bin and asked, "How about the shares?"

"Reporting to the president, 70.00% of the shares have been acquired, and the rest are small shares from the sale, shares held by Si Yingying and a few directors." Wang Bin replied truthfully.

In the current Feng family, Feng Heng has the right to speak in the decision, except for Si Yingying, the rest are all on his side.

Si Yingying.
"What's the situation with her?" Feng Heng asked with a stern look in his eyes.

"It's nothing unusual, but many of the original directors have come to her, and she should be having a hard time now." Wang Bin replied truthfully.

Feng Heng nodded, it seemed that it was time to fuel the fire again.
Si Yingying was sitting in the cafe drinking coffee, her phone kept ringing, she looked at the phone calls of some shareholders, impatience flashed in her eyes, she ignored it as if she didn't see it.

After a while, the persistent ringing of the phone finally stopped. She took a sip of coffee, with a mocking smile on her lips.

These shareholders are really annoying. I didn't force them to sell their shares in the first place!
It's not that Si Yingying didn't think about selling the shares in his hand. It just happened to make Feng Heng's funds more tense. If he can eat so many shares at once, it doesn't matter if he has the support of Will Group. She doesn't believe that the other party can still hold on.

Kisaragi can be a big money swallowing machine.
She was cautious by nature, worried that Feng Heng would deceive her, so she didn't act so fast, so those who had already sold their shares saw that she hadn't sold them yet, and they were afraid of losing money, so they came to her door one by one.
"President Si." A man came to her side and interrupted her meditation.

He lowered his head and leaned closer to Si Yingying's side and said, "President Si, I got the news that Li Qingyan and Feng Heng seem to be arguing over funds, and Li Qingyan has already moved out of the villa with the child."

"Oh?" Si Yingying smiled and looked up at him with great interest.

"There is also news that Feng Heng is secretly selling some fixed assets." The subordinate continued to add.

Si Yingying's smile widened little by little, as if he could see that Feng Heng would go bankrupt and have nothing in the near future. Presumably the Well Group would also suffer heavy losses under his influence.
Thinking of this, she told her subordinates: "Send someone to contact Feng Heng and tell me that I want to sell the shares in my hand. If he can't take it, don't blame me for selling it to someone he doesn't want to see!"

The shares of Feng's Group are worthless now, so Feng Heng is the only one who buys them as something important.

"But... Chief Si, Feng Heng obviously doesn't have any extra funds, so will he pay a big price for it?" his subordinates asked in confusion.

"Why not, he might not buy other people, but don't forget, the rest is in my hands, how could he let an enemy own the shares?"