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Song Jingyan flew directly to the United States that night because his uncle Song Zhixian replaced several senior leaders of the American business department in the name of the chairman, and the general manager Li Shaoyun was directly dismissed.

Li Shaoyun has worked in the company for nearly ten years, and has always won the trust of Song Jingyan's father. During Song Jingyan's time in the United States, he also owed Li Shaoyun's care and support. The two have a very good personal relationship. He hired Li Shaoyun and promoted several talents he liked.

The performance of the American business department has always been outstanding, and Song Jingyan also knows that Li Shaoyun is a person, and he will not do anything that is not good for the company.

This sudden high-level change of blood was obviously aimed at Song Jingyan. After all, most of the employees here supported Song Jingyan.

He rushed to the company as soon as he got off the plane, passed the secretary of the chairman's office, pushed open the door of the chairman's office, and saw the chairman and several senior executives of the head office drinking tea on the sofa, and Leslie Cheung's A Chinese Ghost Story was in the room.

When several people saw Song Jingyan, they looked at each other in blank dismay, trying to understand why he was being rude at the moment.

"Jing Yan, you're back." Song Zhixian didn't blame him for barging in without consent.

"Let's go out first." Seeing Song Jingyan's angry face, the senior executives knew that there might be some quarrel between the two uncles and nephews, so it was better to leave.

"Why did you fire Manager Li!" Song Jingyan said straight to the point.

"It's the intention of the company's board of directors!"

"The board of directors? As the general manager, I have never heard of it!"

Song Zhixian stood up, took a puff of cigarette, and sat back on his chairman's chair, "You also know that you are just a general manager! Now I am the chairman of the company, so it's possible that if I want to fire someone, I have to go through your agree!"

"You are human!"

"The company paid him the corresponding amount of money according to the contract, which is already kind enough. If you want to know the reason, then I'll ask the personnel department to come up with a reason to tell you!"

Seeing his uncle's arrogant attitude, Song Jingyan held back his anger and slammed the door out!

Back in China, Song Zhixian summoned Song Jingyan to his office as the chairman.

As soon as Song Jingyan sat down, the secretary handed over a document.

Song Zhixian concentrated on making the tea in his hand, and the faint fragrance filled the whole office.

Song Jingyan opened it and read the first page, then closed it and threw it on the mahogany table.

"What do you mean?"

"What? Want me to write an English version for you to read?"

Song Jingyan received news that his uncle had recently increased his shareholding in the company frequently, just to strengthen his rights in the company, especially to eliminate those shareholders who loyally followed his father.

He also heard from other shareholders that his uncle's price was almost sky-high, but he found it strange that with his uncle's ability, it was impossible to get that much money, unless he must have other capital behind him to support him.

"Sorry, I never said I would sell shares!"

"Why not sell it?"

"I dreamed of my dad. He said that if I sold him, he would beat me to death." Song Jingyan said in a frivolous tone, like a boy who is acting like a spoiled child to his elders.

Song Zhixian pushed the brewed tea over with a scheming look, "Don't jump to conclusions so quickly, the tea has just been brewed, and you won't be able to drink good tea in a hurry."

"Excuse me, I like coffee."

Song Zhixian smiled, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes could not conceal his ambition, "If you don't look at the conditions written on it, it is twice as high as your current market value!"

Song Jingyan said without changing his face: "I don't care about money!"

"Then what do you want?"

Song Jingyan sneered and said, "Uncle knows what I want!"

Song Zhixian suddenly stood up, hunched his back slightly, turned around and gave him a sideways glance, showing a sly smile, "Jing Yan, uncle, I like that you are so frank, young and promising, but don't be too conceited!"

Song Jingyan stood up and said calmly, "I don't have any skills, so I don't dare to use an ax in front of my uncle."

Song Zhixian raised his head, straightened his body and said arrogantly: "Okay! Then I will wait and see."

Looking at Song Jingyan's back as he walked out the door, he suddenly looked like his dead brother.

He hated this back view. He had been looking at his brother's back view like this since he was a child, living in his shadow without any light at all.

Not only his appearance but also his knowledge, his elder brother is better than him no matter what he does, so he is deeply loved by his parents.

Are you not trying hard enough?

Song Zhixian asked himself when he was very young, no, he doesn't go out to play every night, and reads and writes whenever he has time, but his eldest brother plays around after school every day, and still takes the first place in the final exam!

During the summer vacation, I helped my mother sell glutinous rice cakes. Every time my eldest brother went out to sell them, he could sell them all, but he couldn't even sell half of them.

It's the same even when he joined the company. Dad prefers to hand over the management of the company to his eldest brother, and he can only get shares and cannot enter the company's management. Since his father passed away, he begged his eldest brother to have the opportunity to enter the company. That's why it's where it is today.

He thought of the day his elder brother died, it was a very cold night, the first day of the new year, when all the Chinese were reunited, his elder brother died in order to accompany his beloved lover to Turkey, he thought about it Smiling, he chose the helicopter directly for his elder brother to go to the United States. Although he didn't kill his elder brother, it always felt as if he personally sent him to hell.

He pretended to be very sad, and went to Turkey with the Song family. When he saw the charred body, his face was expressionless.