He walks the career path in Shurachang

There were noisy white lights flickering and roaring in front of him. It was obviously a silent conference room, but Fang Yang seemed to hear the presumptuous ridicule of the crowd, resounding in his ears one after another.

His chest rose and fell violently, his eyes glanced blankly at the indifferent or sarcastic faces of the crowd, stayed on Gu Lin's stern face for a moment, and finally landed on Shang Heng, his voice was as dry as if it had been licked by a tongue of fire:

"You...you two partnered to set me up?!"

Shang Heng smiled noncommittally:

"Shopping malls are like battlefields. Yesterday's enemy is today's friend. Mr. Fang is not a three-year-old kid. Not to mention that we are all law-abiding companies. What do you think, Boss Fang?"

Fang Yang's face twitched, his trembling lips were speechless.

After a long period of retreat and dormancy, finally at this moment, Shang Heng looked around everyone, and said slowly: "From today on, I will have the final say here. Everyone, do you have any opinions?"

Everyone at the scene looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one objected. Everyone is a veteran of the business world. Only those who can bring benefits can secure their positions as leaders.

Shang Heng pointed to an empty chair on the left: "President Fang has worked hard, and he will step down from the position of president in the future. You can have a good rest and don't have to work so hard."

Fang Yang's eyes darkened, he stared at Shang Heng and gritted his teeth: "Shang Heng, why did you take my company away? I won't let it go!"

Shang Heng got up from the seat, walked slowly to his side, and said in a low voice: "Today's matter is just a little interest for the black hands you collected on me at the charity dinner that day."

Fang Yang's expression changed: "What evidence do you have?"

Shang Heng shook his head: "I don't have evidence, but I lured you into it, do you have evidence?"

Fang Yang's face turned red instantly: "You—"

Shang Heng looked at the other party's expression carefully, and seeing that the fire was coming, he said softly: "I would like to ask you something, what is the deal between you and my adoptive parents behind the scenes?"

If Fang Yangshi was just angry, after hearing this, his pupils constricted suddenly, and he fell into a certain panic, the blood color faded from his lips little by little, and his face was as white as gold paper.

"What do you know?!"

Shang Heng's eyes were subtle, and he squinted: "What should I know?"

Fang Yang was nervous for a moment, and then he consciously slipped his words, and looked away in annoyance, but Shang Heng became more and more sure of his previous guess from his expression.

"It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it. Anyway, when I take office as a new official, I always have to check the accounts. If there is anything tricky, it will be clear sooner or later."

Fang Yang's heart sank suddenly, and his tense back couldn't help shaking. The fear that the biggest secret in his heart would be exposed to others swept him all at once.

He lowered his eyelashes, his eyes were dark red, he turned around and left the meeting room without saying anything.

Shang Heng watched his back and didn't stop him, but only sent a message to Rong Zhi, asking him to send someone to watch Fang Yang.

From the time when the two sides were at war, to when Fang Yang ran away with his tail between his legs, Gu Lin always sat in his seat, watching Shang Heng without saying a word.

Seeing that people left now, he said: "Fang Yang still holds 40% of the shares in his hand, and he is still the major shareholder. He will definitely find a way to hinder his back, unless you have to drive him out of the board of directors completely." .”

Shang Heng smiled: "I tested it just now, and I'm sure that Huaimeng's financial situation had problems before, which were related to his embezzlement of public funds for private use. Next, I will launch an internal investigation, and at least let him make up the hole. If it is more serious, send him to the bureau for tea."

Gu Lin frowned: "Don't forget that there is Fang's Group behind him. In fact, he only needs to ask the parent company for help, and this financial crisis is nothing."

Shang Heng turned the signature pen in his hand, and the tip of the pen made a rhythmic sound on the table: "I guess, the reason why he didn't ask for help, or because he has some secrets that Chairman Fang and his wife can't know."

Gu Lin wondered: "What secret?"

Shang Heng smiled slightly: "As long as you find a witness, you will know."

Gu Lin: "Witness?"

Shang Heng didn't say much, but changed the subject casually, and said with a smile: "President Gu helped me a lot this time, I haven't thanked you enough yet."

Gu Lin took a deep look at him, and smiled suddenly. The light falling from above his head softened the edges and corners of his side face, which was the gentleness and calmness he seldom showed:

"You don't need to thank me, I just want you to know that if Wen Ruiyun can help you, so can I."

Shang Heng was startled, pursed his lips, and didn't speak.

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On the other side, Fang Yang rushed back to the office angrily, but unexpectedly, an unexpected guest was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.

"Why are you here?!" Fang Yang was startled, subconsciously closed the office door, and quickly closed the window blinds.

That person is none other than Shang Heng's adoptive father.

At this moment, he was leaning heavily on the Italian hand-made leather sofa, with his feet on the glass coffee table, and the dirty leather shoes kept dropping dust and dirt as he shook his legs, and stained the edges of the coffee table and tea sets.

"What are you doing here again?" Fang Yang suppressed his anger, "Didn't I give you money last time?"

"How is that enough?" The adoptive father sat up impatiently, patted the glass coffee table, and made a muffled bang, "You are also the boss of a big company, why are you so mean to your relatives?"

"Last time I told you to buy a suite for us, why haven't you bought it yet? Your brother has to go to school, so he can't be too far away from home..."

"Shut up!" Fang Yang finally couldn't suppress his aggrieved anger, and said with a sneer, "Thanks to your good son, now that I am kicked out by Shang Heng, I am no longer the president of this company!"

The adoptive father was stunned.

"Let me tell you, your family of vampires will never try to take a penny from me again! If you want to complain, blame Shang Heng!"

The adoptive father was furious: "You unfilial son, how can you talk to your own father! Even if this company is gone, aren't you the heir of the Fang Group? You won't ask for money from the Fang family? If you refuse to go, then I go by my own!"

Fang Yang, who had been swallowed up by resentment, suddenly felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head. He took a few deep breaths, calmed down instead, and looked up at his adoptive father coldly.

The latter's heart twitched inexplicably, and he still threatened him with his neck stuck: "Unfilial son, what's your attitude!"

Fang Yang's tangled brows slowly loosened, exhaled, and said, "Okay, I'll admit it, and I'll give it to you one last time, but I don't have any money right now, and I need time to raise money."

"Well, I'll call you two days later, and we'll see you again. But for the sake of insurance, you can't tell anyone about this, so as not to be found out. Your family members can't tell either. "

The adoptive father laughed: "This is good, okay, I will do as you say."

Fang Yang stared at his leaving back, thoughtful.

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The two-day deadline is approaching in a blink of an eye.

Fang Yang and his adoptive father made an appointment at an abandoned unfinished construction site on the outskirts of the city.

The surrounding area of ​​the construction site was desolate and unattended for a long time. Weeds stubbornly emerged from the gaps between the cement and gravel.

Moving away a rusty baffle, Fang Yang came to the edge of the construction site. The reinforced concrete was piled up in a mess, and there was no one around, let alone monitoring. It was so quiet that only sparrows were left.

The adoptive father was squatting on the ground smoking a cigarette. When he saw him, he immediately greeted him with a smile: "My dear son, the place you chose is too remote. I have been looking for it for a long time, so I don't need to be so careful, right? Who will follow me?" ?”

"Don't be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. By the way... where are mother and brother now?"

When the adoptive father heard that he was finally willing to recognize his relatives, his eyebrows beamed with joy: "Don't worry, I didn't tell them. I only said that I was out on errands. The two of them went shopping and said they were buying a racing car for your brother."

Fang Yang lowered his eyes and smiled. He was dressed in a navy blue striped suit and looked refined. His skin was fair and thin, and his adoptive father's worn-out coat mixed with sweat and mud, and his rough, calloused palms seemed to be two extreme.

The adoptive father greedily looked at the expensive clothes on his body, and his small eyes fell on the suitcase that the other party was carrying. He smiled and said, "Did you bring the money? Give it to me quickly. You are weak and can't carry it. I will help you." you take."

Fang Yang handed him the suitcase neatly, and asked empathetically, "Why don't you open it and count?"

The adoptive father's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

He happily squatted in front of the steps with his suitcase in his arms, his whole face trembling with excitement, and he didn't notice the danger coming at all.

The moment he couldn't wait to open the suitcase, a shadow quietly enveloped him completely from behind.

There was a sudden sharp pain in the back of the head!

The adoptive father only had time to let out a deep muffled groan, and then fell to the ground, unconscious.

Fang Yang was carrying a brick—it could be seen everywhere on the construction site, and the corner of the brick was stained with blood.

He was panting violently, his slender arms trembling, but he forced himself to calm his breath, dragged the unconscious adoptive father into the trunk of the car, threw the bloody bricks into the suitcase, and stuffed them into the car.

He cleaned up the scene as quickly as possible, got in the car, and drove away towards the seaside embankment.

Fang Yang, who was extremely nervous, didn't notice at all in his panic. There was a black van parked in the distance, with a tiny camera lens sticking out of the car window, making a few tiny noises.

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At the same time, Rong Zhi was writing an email in front of the computer in the legal office upstairs of Zhongsheng Company in the financial street in the city center.

On the screen was an acceptance report from the decoration company.

After sending the last email, he picked up the coffee in hand and lowered his head to take a sip. The rich aroma mixed with the bitter taste of black coffee covered the taste buds, and it lingered on his lips and teeth for a long time.

The phone beeped twice, Rong Zhi glanced casually, it was the private detective he sent to follow Fang Yang.

The other party sent a short video and photo, Rong Zhi watched it twice, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

At Wen Ruiyun's charity dinner back then, he once heard Fang Yang talking to someone, and Shang Heng's name was faintly revealed in the words. At that time, he didn't know the specific content of the call.

Up to now, as Huaimeng Entertainment's old accounts are constantly being uncovered, including several unaccounted for funds, coupled with this video and photos, the similarity between Shang Heng's appearance and the deceased eldest brother of the Fang family, everything The truth is evident.

Holding the phone, Rong Zhi slid his thumb across the forward button, lost in thought, but never pressed it.

At this moment, Wen Shengqi knocked on the door and walked in, scratching the back of his head and asked, "Brother Rong, did Brother Shang tell you where the things he left are?"

Rong Zhi put away the phone: "What?"

Wen Shengqi was a little anxious: "He said he asked me to take it back to my eldest brother tonight. I didn't take it away at the time, and I forgot where I put it now..."

"Originally Brother Shang planned to bring it himself, but he was in a hurry and went to a meeting outside. The things were left at the company. I sent him a message but didn't reply. I was rushing home!"

Rong Zhi pushed his glasses, and comforted him with a soft voice: "Don't worry. I seem to remember, I'll look for it for you, and I'll send it to you when I find it."

"Hey, good! Thank you, Brother Rong."

Watching Wen Shengqi trot away, Rong Zhi searched in the meeting room next door, and found a gift box in the cabinet in the rest room, which contained a bottle of red wine, Romanée-Conti from 88, Wen Ruiyun's favorite, every night before going to bed Drink half a cup to help you sleep.

Out of the box came a small black-backed gold-stamped card, on which Shang Heng wrote a line of big characters-"Please accept my Mr. Wen", signed on February 2th.

At that moment, Rong Zhi's pupils contracted like needles, staring at this line of words, his fingers holding the card trembled vigorously.

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Wen Shengqi lingered outside the company's gate for a while, and when he couldn't bear it and was about to call Rongzhi, he saw the other party walking slowly carrying a gift box.

"Is this it? You forgot it in the meeting room." Rong Zhi smiled gently, and handed him the gift box.

Wen Shengqi suddenly realized: "That's right, look at my goldfish memory, thank you, Brother Rong!"

"You're welcome." Rong Zhi told him carefully, "There is wine in it, handle it with care, don't break it."

Wen Shengqi nodded gratefully: "So it's wine, I know!"

Rong Zhi watched him drive away, stood there for a long time, and slowly suppressed his smile.

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The lights are on, and night falls.

This Huaimeng building, which was built with huge sums of money, has changed several owners in succession.

News of the change of shareholders and the overnight change of ownership of the company spread to the outside world, and the industry's bad-mouthing views immediately changed completely. As expectations picked up, the stock price, which almost fell below the issue price, finally bottomed out and rebounded.

At the shareholders meeting of Huaimeng Entertainment, just discussing the mess left by Fang Yang at the meeting, everyone on the board of directors quarreled for hours.

The seat belonging to Fang Yang is still absent today. Ever since Shang Heng entered the dream, he has been contacted for several days and has not appeared, and he does not know where he has gone.

Shang Heng rubbed his temples with a headache, and finally took a 10-minute break in the middle. He lowered his head and drank some tea to moisten his throat. Bored, he took out his phone and took a look. There were a few messages from Wen Shengqi, a few hours ago.

The latest one is from Wen Ruiyun: I have received your gift, I will wait for you tonight, my Mr. Shang.

Gu Lin stared at him suspiciously: "What are you laughing about?"

Shang Heng came back to his senses, touched his cheek subconsciously, leaned back in his chair lazily, and said solemnly: "President Gu, you are wrong."