Chinese wealthy family, my billionaire mother-in-law

In the chairman's office, Fu Haitang was leaning on the boss's chair, discussing Yunyi Technology with Mr. Ma.

He said a few words to each other, and seemed to be lacking in interest.

Mr. Ma was anxious, "Director Fu, I know the trajectory and future development trends of the entire Yunyi, why do you want to target me?"

He is the humerus minister of Yunyi Technology.

Fu Haitang twirled the pen, "The future of Yunyi Technology is Internet-integrated media. Of course, it should be left to younger people with more novel vision. It is time for Mr. Ma to step aside at his age."

"I……"

Mr. Ma would like to say that young people’s ideas are bold and novel, and at the same time they are also out-of-the-box. It is definitely not as safe as his steady pursuit of victory.

But Fu Haitang obviously had no desire to talk.

Mr. Ma's mouth seemed to be stuck with glue and he couldn't open it. A thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead due to anxiety.

"Director Fu, it's time for you to take medicine."

Assistant Yu Te knocked on the door and came in. He put the medicine he wanted to take on a paper towel and handed it to Fu Haitang.

He broke those large pieces of medicine in half...

Fu Haitang looked at the handful of pills and slowly knitted his eyebrows together: "Why did you break the pills?"

"Mr. Song said that you couldn't take the big pills, so he specifically asked me to break them for you."

Fu Haitang stared at the white paper towels and broken pills on the desk.

His eyes were dull and he said nothing.

Mr. Ma was excited. Yes, Song Weiyu's words during last night's dinner were on his side...

So, you have to call her up!

Maybe with President Song's persuasion, Fu Dong would not lay him off. After all, Fu Dong dotes on his wife, and everyone in the industry knows this.

Mr. Ma put his hand into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and secretly sent a WeChat message to Song Weiyu.

"Throw it away, I won't take it." Fu Haitang looked away coldly from the pills.

Mr. Ma’s hand paused while typing. What does that mean? Did the two of them quarrel? No wonder Fu Haitang is in a bad mood today...

He is determined to be the peacemaker!

[Mr. Song, we are old friends. I will open the skylight and speak out. Dong Fu wants to lay off me. Only you can persuade me. 】

[So can you come up here? As long as Director Fu doesn't lay off me today, your company's development plan for the next five years will be left to me. I guarantee, it is the second Yunyi. 】

Song Weiyu sat in the car, looking at the WeChat messages, his eyes moving.

Is it just the second Yunyi?

It's better to vote for something big...

Now that Fu Haitang has consolidated the disintegrated equity interests within Yunyi, he has also brought order to those shareholders who were working independently.

Then could she... go through the back door and capture Yun Yi directly?

By merging the two companies, she would be able to become the leader of the industry, which would also help Chen Fang faster.

Alin also said this morning that Chen Zai and Zhu Yan were betting on five movies scheduled for the Spring Festival.

With the publicity and blessing of this company, the effect will definitely be twice the result with half the effort.

But...will Fu Haitang be willing to sell his equity in Yunyi Technology to her?

difficult.

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Assistant Yu stood in front of Fu Haitang's desk, hesitating to speak.

Even if the boss said to throw it away, he couldn't just throw it away.

"Director Fu, President Song asked me to watch you eat it. I... don't dare to throw it away."

Fu Haitang snorted coldly and raised a meaningful smile. She was still hanging out with Chen Zao at the window last night, and she came to care about him again today?

Is it charity?

Because of Yunyi Technology?

He knew Song Weiyu too well, and she would never make a thankless deal.

The only thing she did in her life that was thankless or even costly was to voluntarily give up the golden mountain of the Fu family, risk her life, and accompany Chen Fang on the knife's edge.

The wound on his arm pulled every painful nerve in him.

"Yu Bin, figure out who is your boss."

Fu Haitang grabbed the box of cigarettes from his right hand, took one out and held it between his lips. The lighter emitted a blue flame, and his eyes were covered with an invisible fog.

After a puff of white smoke dissipated, his eyes left the broken pills.

This woman gave her life and the rest of her life to Chen Fang.

Just tell him to take his medicine on time.

But the moment he saw the broken pills, he actually felt sweet.

So fucking ridiculous…