wild king

Song Shixuan arrived at the address according to the address, but she just stood on the outside, not daring to go in, she was afraid, afraid that what that person said was true...

In fact, she already knew it. Through the gap between the crowd, she had already recognized this car. It was the one Song Shixi often drove, so it was easy to recognize.

Finally, she stepped cautiously into the crowd.

The air seemed to be emptied suddenly, and the severe suffocation strangled her throat, causing her to lose all her strength, and her eyes were dizzy.

Song Shixuan stood quietly, looking at the pitiful car that hit it, but breathing heavily, she walked over tremblingly.

The people in the car had already been pulled out by the traffic police. Their faces were handsome, but they were covered with blood, which made them look a little scary.

It doesn't feel like a lie. Although these two people can't see clearly, her intuition tells her that this is her sister and brother-in-law.

But, why, it was only a few hours...

A few hours ago, my sister comforted her gently and called her "Xuanxuan"...

Obviously, she was still telling her before that she didn't have to worry about these things. With her and her brother-in-law here, she could adjust her state with peace of mind and make herself obedient...

She walked over in a daze, and took Song Shixi's hand—a piece of blood and blood.

There was no expression on her face, and she murmured: "Sister, open your eyes, please, stop teasing me, this is not fun."

"Didn't you say you were there? How could you lie to others..."

It was obviously an extremely sad voice, but her eyes were only red, and no more tears fell.

The surrounding traffic policemen who had seen more bloody scenes were also quietly red-eyed.

One accident after another came too suddenly, and they hit Song Shixuan with precision one after another, making her flustered and caught off guard.

In the past, her Chinese teacher often chanted such a mantra:

As the ancients said, after great joy there must be great sorrow;

She didn't think there was anything at the time, and even felt that the teacher was overly superstitious.

Now it seems that it is not true at all.

She finally believed it, but the evidence that persuaded her to believe it was too heavy for her to breathe.

Her heart was clamoring and tearing apart, and she wanted to hide and run away, but she was held in place by an invisible big hand, and she couldn't hide or run away.

The blood on Song Shixi's face was wiped off, and she closed her eyes peacefully, as if she just fell asleep here because she was too tired during this time.

The wind is a bit too strong, which is a precursor to heavy rain.

Pedestrians and vehicles on the road are still coming and going, and time is still passing by every minute, but some people stay at a certain time and place forever, falling into a long sleep.

No matter how wild the wind is, how heavy the rain is; no matter how time passes, the sea has changed, everything has nothing to do with it, and it cannot be awakened again.

This is a long and deep sleep, the destination of all creatures and creatures in the world.

Originally, Song Shixuan insisted on holding a funeral for Song Shixi and Yu Jingnian.

It was Ms. Jing Lan's assistant who brought Song Shixi's secretary to find her, saying that no one had gone to the company for a while, and now there was some turmoil, and she needed to suppress it, which made Song Shixuan give up the idea.

There is no way, the funeral of the two can only be done hastily.

These shareholders of the Song Corporation are also old people. The older they get, the more their ambitions grow. They want to take advantage of the Song Corporation's funeral and seize power in one fell swoop.

After Song Shixuan read all the information, there was still a faint expression on her face, which was unpredictable.

People are like this, some people may not grow up all their lives; some people may be extremely mature at a young age;

For some people, it may only take a few days to become a completely different person from before.

The current Song Shixuan has completely faded away from the youthfulness and indecision of her student days.

The black short-sleeved and comfortable home pants that I liked in the past have also been replaced by black suit trousers.

Perhaps the only similarity between the current Song Shixuan and the past Song Shixuan is that she dyed her hair.

Song Shixuan went to the barber shop and cut her hair short. The long hair that was already hanging down to her waist was cut back to her chest again. The linen color that had only been dyed for a few months was replaced by an unrestrained and full of aura wine red.

Lu Lu is Song Shixi's secretary. These days, she helped persuade the shareholders, gave Song Shixuan enough time, and led her to familiarize herself with the company's affairs step by step.

Today's shareholders' meeting is equivalent to the acceptance site, which is a crucial battle.

If it passes, then the company is still hers, and these people also expressed their willingness to obey, if not...

These old things will take away 48% of her shares.

Even with the addition of Jing Lan and Song Shixi's, she only has 56% in her hand, and she wants to take so much at once... It's Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

Song Shixuan still disdained her, as long as she was alive, the Song family would only have the surname Song!

"Mr. Song, you are here. How is it? Has the contract with Bingchen Group been signed?"

The person who spoke was from the Mediterranean, with a greasy face and a gleam in his triangular eyes, which seemed malicious at first glance.

But he is also the largest shareholder present, holding nearly 10% of the shares.

The sound of high heels stopped.

Song Shixuan smiled, calmly smiling, and swept over lightly.

"No hurry, Mr. Yu, let's talk about the content of the agreement first."

"Mediterranean" looked over vigilantly: "Why, Xiao Song is always not satisfied with the terms inside?"

Song Shixuan walked to the main seat, and Lu Lu opened the chair for her.

She sat down gracefully, her body crossed naturally, her arms crossed her chest, and she looked at the cattle and horses on the table in a leisurely manner.

"of course."

Loud.

"If I lose, your interests will be great."

"But if I win..."

She elongated her voice, with a hint of playfulness: "My gains are pitiful."

"I'm so sincere, no matter how you say it, you have to add some chips."

It's not a question, but a statement. As the company's largest equity holder and heir in line, she still has certain rights.

After Song Shixuan finished speaking, she didn't rush them, and just looked through the documents by herself.

Although she can seize power directly, she prefers to attack the heart, so that those who stay will be more loyal.

This is a sure-win solution once and for all.From the moment she heard Party A's company name, she was destined to win.

Who made—someone told her that their companies like to be named after their own family members.

Thinking of this, she felt a little depressed again. It was time to deal with some things, and there was no longer any delay.

It's just quite ironic. The sweet words and vows of eternal love at the beginning have now become a joke.

However, the one who actively wanted to destroy all of this was herself.

"Then, what does Mr. Song want to add?"

This group of cattle and horses discussed in private for more than ten minutes and played with their mobile phones in the conference room, completely ignoring her.

But it's all small problems, and it doesn't matter.

Song Shixuan raised her eyes and looked at "Mediterranean" with a half-smile, but what she said made all the shareholders tremble.

"I want 2% of each of you," she said.

"In this way, this deal is truly fair, and you are not at a loss."

The two words that were said lightly caused shockwaves in the hearts of others.

Maybe for Song Shixuan, this is not much, but for these shareholders—especially those who hold less than 6% of the shares, this is a big gamble.

If you win, you can be regarded as gaining both fame and fortune; if you lose, it's really like a skinny.

Song Shixuan doesn't care about these, if you force me, then I have to force back!

An hour later, they compromised and added new terms to the agreement.

People always have a sense of luck, and these shareholders have been brainwashed by the "Mediterranean": What if Xiao Song can't do it, what if she loses.

Song Shixuan was not surprised by this result.

Afterwards, she beckoned, and Lu Lu pulled out a brand new contract from the folder.

The contract between Song Group and Bingchen Group.

She was afraid that some people would not be able to see clearly, so she kindly asked Lu Lu to turn on the projector and project it directly onto the big screen. Lu Lu stood aside, smiling formulaically, and looked at the herd of cows and horses below without any waves.

As soon as this contract came out, nearly three-quarters of the following shareholders withered on the spot, and those who didn't wither also looked disheartened.

"Mediterranean" had a particularly bad complexion, only now did he realize that he was put on a show by a little girl today!

Song Shixuan looked at them with raised eyelids, with a smile in her eyes: "Lu Lu, distribute the equity transfer letter to everyone present, and collect it for me in five minutes."

Lu Lu nodded: "Okay, Mr. Song."

Eight people, 2% per person, a total of 16%, this wave of profits is over the top!

"We are all adults. Let's not say that we are willing to bet and admit defeat. This agreement was signed by you yourself, and the terms were also agreed to be added by you. The black and white words are also signed and printed underneath."

"Don't wait until tomorrow, forget what's in it, and you're playing with me in a show of turning your face against others."

"I don't like this, and I don't want to bother you too much. If you are in a hurry, you should think about the consequences yourself."

"I, Song Shixuan, also like to eat meat."

After a pause, she continued: "How about this, Lu Lu, you go and finish the agreement later, and give each uncle a copy, so as to save them from getting old and having bad memory."

Lu Lu responded quietly and recorded it in the record.

Song Shixuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, smiling wryly.

"Okay, the meeting is over, and you must remember to come to work tomorrow!"

After speaking, Song Shixuan took Lu Lu and walked out first in high heels.

Whether they scold their mothers or cry about their ancestors inside, it has nothing to do with her, Song Shixuan.

Did I force them to sign the agreement?

No, they were greedy for profit and signed it themselves.

Did I force them to agree?

No, they are voluntary.

Am I monopolizing the power and tyranny?

No, the equity was handed over voluntarily by them.

Thinking about it this way, after so many days, Song Shixuan's mood was rarely better.

"Ah, cool!"

The phone turned on again, and it was still a message from Baili Yunbing, but she didn't reply.

She couldn't laugh anymore when she thought about what she was going to do tomorrow.

Some things, no matter how reluctant they are, are destined to be resolved as children.

There is no fate, it is probably like this.

会议 室

"Mediterranean" had a gloomy face, and other shareholders surrounded him, forcing him to compensate for the lost shares, and he was so angry that he walked away.

The remaining shareholders also saw the current situation clearly, and one after another... fell to Song Shixuan.

In just a few hours, Song Shixuan took the position of president firmly and was unshakable.

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It is estimated that there are still about ten chapters to finish. I feel that the writing style is not good. Thank you for not disliking QAQ