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"Lin Feiyu, you, you..." Song Qingshuang stared at Lin Feiyu, her snow-white face slowly flushed red, her thin lips were trembling very slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

Lin Feiyu raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Song, although I personally thank you very much for your timely help, your conservative leadership style does not meet my expectations for the future development of the group, so I can only inform you with great regret... "

In the silence, the new head of the Song Group said softly: "Song Qingshuang, you have been fired."

The meeting room was deadly silent. In fact, according to the usual procedures, the dismissal procedure for the CEO of a large listed company like the Song Group is very complicated, but Lin Feiyu holds 51% of the shares and has absolute decision-making power. It's not showing any affection at all. In this situation, Song Qingshuang will have to leave sooner or later. Staying one more day is just one more day of humiliation.

Song Qingshuang's snow-white face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping water. He gritted his teeth tightly, barely controlled his emotions, then stood up slowly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Secretary Yao, Assistant Chen, let's go!"

Secretary Yao and Assistant Chen have been Song Qingshuang's right-hand men for many years. At this moment, they looked at each other hesitantly, but they refused to move their buttocks, obviously very hesitant.

Lin Feiyu smiled slightly: "Secretary Yao, Assistant Chen, if you are willing to stay, I will reserve your current positions for you."

Secretary Yao and Assistant Chen heaved a sigh of relief at the same time. Secretary Yao smiled embarrassedly at Song Qingshuang, then lowered his head and pretended to read the minutes of the meeting. Assistant Chen whispered to Song Qingshuang: "Little President Song, I'm sorry, but my child just Going to a private secondary school costs a lot..."

Song Qingshuang didn't even look at him, just took a deep breath, and said in a shy voice, "Okay, very good."

At this time, Song Ran recovered from the extreme shock. Looking at Song Qingshuang's pale face, he couldn't help but stand up, but he didn't know what to say, anyway, some things are a foregone conclusion.

Someone whispered: "Humanity is like a piece of paper, and the world is like a chess game."

"Shh..."

Under the eyes of everyone, the former head of the Song Group closed his eyes slumpedly, turned around and strode towards the door of the conference room. After he opened the door, his feet paused slightly, almost uncontrollably. Looking back He gave Song Ran a look.

In this glance, there is neither the resentment and anger of many years ago, nor the complicated entanglement of the previous days, only the indescribable grievance, bewilderment and bewilderment, and even a vague request for help and dependence, just like Song Qingshuang who was in the first grade of elementary school back then. At that time, he was bullied by several classmates because of his quiet and beautiful appearance, looking for his brother with red eyes, Song Ran was slightly shocked, as if he had returned to many years ago.

Song Qingshuang was arrogant, and seemed to be aware of his inadvertent show of weakness. He looked away in embarrassment, gritted his teeth, and left in a hurry.

After Song Qingshuang left, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, especially Secretary Yao and Assistant Chen. There was a moment of silence in the meeting room, and then there was a buzz of discussion.

Someone whispered: "What's the situation? It means that the Song Group will be decided by Lin Feiyu in the future? He doesn't even have a surname of Song!"

"He owns 51% of the shares, so it doesn't really matter what his last name is."

"But Mr. Song, what should he do?"

"Song Qingshuang's position as executive president has been fired, and he should be an ordinary shareholder in the future."

"Lin Feiyu is too ruthless. He even borrowed money from Song Qingshuang to buy shares. It's like borrowing a knife to kill someone. The one who was killed is the one who borrowed the knife. It's so miserable..."

"Ahem, keep your voice down, it's Mr. Lin now."

Amidst the chaotic discussions among the crowd, Lin Feiyu coughed lightly, then stood up slowly, walked to Song Qingshuang's leather boss chair, and sat down calmly: "Secretary Yao, what is the next meeting procedure?"

Secretary Yao swallowed, and said somewhat cautiously: "Mr. Lin, the next step is to analyze the real estate market next year."

Lin Feiyu said lightly: "Then continue."

Secretary Yao said tremblingly, "Dear shareholders and executives, next year the national real estate policy will continue to tighten, and there will be further purchase restrictions in many first- and second-tier cities..."

At this time, Song Ran could no longer hear what Secretary Yao was saying. He stared blankly at the other end of the conference table, at the familiar yet unfamiliar man. The man was wearing a slim iron gray custom-made suit, young and handsome. There was no expression on his face, a pair of amber eyes stared at the market curve chart on the curtain in front of him, and he nodded slightly from time to time, completely looking like a CEO.

Song Ran looked at that handsome young man, and gradually felt a deep chill in his heart. Lin Feiyu hibernated for so long, concealed it from everyone, and finally gave Song Qingshuang a hard blow, and squeezed the huge Song Group effortlessly. Into the palm of his hand, but at this moment, he didn't look half complacent, and there was only a calm and certain look in those amber eyes, as if all of this was taken for granted, and he didn't have the slightest anxiety or guilt.

After an unknown amount of time, the meeting was finally over. Lin Feiyu stood up and greeted several shareholders and executives with a smile, showing no signs of discomfort at all.

"Mr. Lin, you must help with the project of our branch!"

Lin Feiyu smiled and said, "Manager Zhang, your project is really good, but the total budget needs to be cut by 40%. You can communicate with the finance side again."

"Thank you Mr. Lin, thank you Mr. Lin! By the way, do you have time to visit our branch after a while?"

Another executive laughed and said, "Old Zhang, what are you thinking? It's the end of the year, Mr. Lin has a movie with a billion-dollar investment and it's about to start shooting. How can I care about you?"

"How could Boss Lin still make movies? I heard that the movie is very dangerous. If it is going to be filmed at sea, it must have been pushed away a long time ago."

Lin Feiyu smiled faintly: "I will still finish the movie I signed the contract with, and it will probably only take a month or two. At that time, I will trouble the senior executives to help me keep an eye on the company. By the way, I remember that you changed three movies last year. A sales director, what did you do?"

"Oh, this matter..."

Song Ran stared at the group of flattering executives in a daze, at the handsome man talking among them, when did Lin Feiyu start planning all this?How long has he been secretly paying attention to the Song Group because he knows it so well?a year?two years?And I still think he is young and immature, and I am worried that he will be bullied by Song Qingshuang... I am simply a hopeless fool.

Song Ran took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "Lin Feiyu, come with me, I have something to ask you."

A major shareholder immediately said angrily: "Song Xiaoran, who do you think you are? How can you talk to President Lin like that?"

"It's okay, my brother and I have always been very casual." Lin Feiyu smiled indifferently, and then said politely, "Talk slowly, my brother and I have some personal matters to settle."

Song Ran glanced at Lin Feiyu, turned around and walked out of the meeting room. Lin Feiyu followed closely behind him. Neither of them spoke. They got on the elevator in silence and went all the way to the top floor.

There are only two big offices on the top floor, Song Qingshuang's office on the east side, and Song Ran's office on the west side. Song Ran hesitated a little, pushed open the door with the nameplate "Song Ran" on it, and walked familiarly went in.

Lin Feiyu twitched the corner of his lips coldly, followed in, and closed the door with his backhand.

Song Ran turned his back to Lin Feiyu, took two deep breaths, barely suppressed the urge to yell, then turned around slowly, and asked sharply: "Lin Feiyu, what do you think you are doing?!"

Lin Feiyu looked at Song Ran expressionlessly, with a look of no guilt and unrepentance.

Song Ran stared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Lin Feiyu, how could you do this? I'm so disappointed in you!"

His "disappointment" didn't know which nerve touched Lin Feiyu. Lin Feiyu's pupils suddenly constricted for a moment, and then he sneered: "Disappointed? Brother is disappointed in me? I haven't told my brother yet, what Wu Minghao planned The cyberbullying incident would not have been so big. The crazy fans at the press conference, including the reporter who spread the photos, the fans who took the lead in smashing the bottle, and even a few rhythmic fans on the Internet, were all hired by me. "Song Ran was a little dazed, she could only stare at him stiffly, and didn't know what to say for a while.

Lin Feiyu pulled the corners of his lips, and his amber eyes looked at Song Ran without guilt: "By the way, the first time my brother was fucked by me was also designed by me. Wu Minghao didn't drug me at all. I was the one who fucked him up." Date out, and then framed him."

Song Ran was completely stunned, shaking her head in disbelief: "You...what did you say?"

Lin Feiyu took a step forward, lowered his head slowly, and whispered in Song Ran's ear, "I said, my brother was tricked by me, trembling all the time under my body, weeping the pillow wet, and I still have to hold on to it after I finish it." The way you coax me is really special and cute."

Lin Feiyu has been lying to himself?Are you even lying to yourself about this kind of thing?Song Ran felt dizzy, and there was a "buzzing" sound in his ears, so he couldn't help but took a step back.

His step back seems to have inexplicably angered the other party. The young man looked down at him, his handsome face became even more gloomy: "By the way, there is one more thing that I didn't tell my brother."

Song Ran hoarsely said: "What's the matter?"

Lin Feiyu said softly: "A few months ago, I discovered that my brother brought back a stack of old documents from the Song family's old house, and secretly hid them in the cabinet. Among them was a meeting record, which implied that Song Ran's father, Song Min, owned Song Ran. At that time, I wondered if Song Qingshuang’s 35% of the shares were tricky, could I think of some way, such as using my appearance and my mother’s job as a bitch to pretend to be Song Min’s illegitimate child, Forge a few birth documents to get that 70% over."

Song Ran only felt a chill run up his spine, and couldn't help muttering: "I remembered, when I was looking at the document that time, Xiao Hei ran in, and you followed... Later you turned over Opened my cabinet and read those documents? So, at that time, you planned to embezzle the Song Group?"

Lin Feiyu chuckled: "Although I thought so at the time, I also knew that it would be very difficult to execute. Who knew that I was so lucky that I didn't have to make a move. My brother took the initiative to give me the shares. I was actually very touched at that time. I think my brother still loves me a little."

Song Ran thought of something again, and said in a shy voice, "Uncle Xue..."

Lin Feiyu smiled and said: "Brother is so smart. Xue Jianguo started coughing up blood more than half a year ago. At that time, I estimated that he had only a few months to live. Xue Jianguo has no children and has 14% of the shares in his hand. He At least [-]% may give me those shares, if I am more diligent and pretend to be filial, this [-]% may become [-]%, [-]%, [-]%...even [-]%."

Having said that, he paused, and then said softly: "Otherwise, my brother thinks why I have to use a huge salary in exchange to get the qualification to buy shares in the group first, and by coincidence, I just bought two A few shares? I, count, okay."

Song Ran's mind buzzed. He looked at Lin Feiyu, this handsome young man who had been with him for almost eight years, and felt as if he was looking at a stranger, someone he didn't know at all.

His extremely disappointed eyes seemed to hurt Lin Feiyu severely. Lin Feiyu's eyes became even colder, and he mocked: "Brother, don't look at me like that. Don't you know what my brother has done by himself?"

The anger in Song Ran's chest came up after a while: "What did I do? What the fuck did I do?! I just picked you up because of my fucking brain!!"

Lin Feiyu stared at him for a long time, and suddenly smiled miserably: "Brother, I am now the CEO of the Song Group, plus this suit given by my brother, this black diamond watch given by my brother, and this president's office ...Brother looks at me like this, is there any dissatisfaction?"

Song Ran frowned fiercely, vaguely feeling some extremely absurd possibility: "What do you mean?"

Lin Feiyu gritted his teeth tightly, his handsome face was almost ferocious, and finally he couldn't bear it and asked sharply: "What do I mean? What do I mean?! When my brother picked me up, who was he thinking of?! My brother gave me a suit, Who was he thinking of when he gave me the watch?! Who was he thinking of when my brother was so fucked up and crying?! Who was he thinking of when my brother looked at the rose tattoo, and his heart softened again and again?! "