The party A who wants to soak me

Everything was within Shen Mingyu's expectations, and the time progressed faster than he expected.

In less than a month, there was news in the capital market that Song En intends to sell the shares in Yueming Group. After all, it takes a lot of money to be the financial backer of the military and politicians.

Yue Jiaming and Shen Mingyu heard the news at about the same time, and the family meeting of the four was held again. Yue Jiaming asked Shen Wei'an and Shen Mingyu what they meant. If they wanted all the shares returned to their own family, he had already raised almost the same amount of funds. Buy the shares in Song En's hands.

But Shen Wei'an and Shen Mingyu didn't mean that. Although they hoped that the control of the group would be in the hands of their own family members, they didn't really want to make such a large enterprise into a family-style management. That's not the development direction that a modern enterprise should have, let alone Shen Wei'an is planning to let Yueming Group go public, so he must be particularly cautious in handling this step.

The final agreed result was that Yue Jiaming looked for some reliable and helpful capital, and united to redeem the shares in Song En's hands.

Song En's asking price is very high, and the shares of Yueming Group are much more valuable than when he bought them out of nowhere, but Shen Mingyu didn't want to give money to this scumbag, so he said to Yue Jiaming: "I have some news, brother Yue It should be used and will be a bargaining chip on the negotiating table."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ling Ling and said, "Your senior brother is only useful for this."

Ling Ling rolled her eyes towards the sky.

In the whole serial case, Shen Mingyu never showed his face, and never had a direct confrontation with Song En, but every step was under his control.

Shen Mingyu only gave Yue Jiaming the information that Jin Ru'an had found before, which was enough. Yue Jiaming united several high-quality capitals and recovered the shares of Yueming Group at a low price. After returning, she said to Shen Mingyu: "Song En said something. I didn't think it was necessary to let you know, but after thinking about it, I still tell you that you have the right to know."

Shen Ming said calmly, "What did he say?"

Yue Jiaming said: "He told me, I know you, you go back and tell Shen Mingyu, it's useless to do these things, people have to learn to look at the general trend, I don't care about PaLam, I don't care about the shares, Yoshino Qinghe or Ling Ling, I don't care even more, If Shen Mingyu wants, I will give him all, but, you tell Shen Mingyu, he can't win, because he cares too much, it will only distract his energy, such a person can't accomplish great things."

I thought that Shen Mingyu would jump up and roar when he heard this, and would be fired, but unexpectedly, Shen Mingyu quietly thought about it for a while, then raised his head and smiled, and said: "The front is full of farts." , there is only one sentence he said is right, I do care a lot, the company founded by my parents, the small company I worked so hard to build, my brother and you, Lingling, I take it to my heart. I can't move, people like him will never understand, I only win because I care."

Yue Jiaming nodded: "He is not your opponent."

Shen Mingyu smiled, at this time Lingling knocked on the door of the study and brought them fruits. Seeing Shen Mingyu's happy face, she asked with a smile, "Why are you so happy talking with Brother Yue?"

Shen Mingyu smiled and said nothing, Yue Jiaming said: "Xiaoyu said he cares about you most."

It was obviously a very simple sentence, but Shen Mingyu talked about it every day, but for some reason, when someone like Yue Jiaming said this sentence for him, Shen Mingyu was a little embarrassed and blushed slightly.

Lingling didn't feel anything at first, but when she saw Shen Mingyu blushing, he was also inexplicably embarrassed, a very gentle emotion.

Yue Jiaming quietly left the room with a smile on his lips.

"The shares have been brought back." Shen Mingyu talked about the business, with a natural expression on his face.

"Congratulations." Lingling leaned against the window sill, looked at him and said seriously, and asked after a while: "Then, do you want to redistribute your shares in the group from your eldest brother?"

Shen Mingyu didn't even think about it, she shook her head: "No need, those are in the past, and my thoughts are not with the group."

This is also what Lingling expected, Shen Mingyu is a forward-looking person.

Lingling smiled and asked him, "Why do you suddenly say you care about me?" Although it wasn't an earth-shattering love story, it made Lingling curious because it was too simple and not Shen Mingyu's style.

Naturally, Shen Mingyu would not tell Ling Ling those stupid things about Song En, he said: "Some people say that I am not a person who does great things, and I say that he doesn't understand what I care about."

Lingling guessed that it was Song En who said it, but he didn't say anything. He just put his finger on Shen Mingyu's cheek and asked, "Is it all over?"

"Well," Shen Mingyu held Ling Ling's hand, and the two of them leaned against the window together, and said, "Let your elder brother worry about the rest of the matter. It's all over with me."

The night wind was blowing, Shen Mingyu looked at the moon, and suddenly said: "It's May again soon, so fast."

Although they never commemorate, May is a good season.

After returning from Hong Kong, Lingling submitted all the product packaging designs produced by Lingshan to the jury of the German AF Award, which is an important award known as the "Oscar of the design industry". Two months later, the official website The shortlisted works were announced, and "Spring Insect" and "Turbid Water" are on the list.

Subsequently, the invitation letter to participate in the ultimate selection - "AF Design Award Night" was also sent to Ling Ling's mailbox, and the final winners of each award will be announced on the spot that night.

Shen Mingyu seemed more excited than Ling Ling, and ran downstairs to report the good news to Shen Wei'an and Yue Jiaming.

Lingling, however, was researching the other shortlisted works that were announced. After searching the Internet and looking around, she felt that there were so many masters in this industry.

Naturally, he was happy to be shortlisted, but he found that he was not as excited as he imagined. Perhaps during the exhibition in Hong Kong, these works had already been liked by consumers, and they had unknowingly filled his obsession with winning awards.

Half a month later, they set off for Berlin together.

This was the city Lingling yearned for the most, with the college he yearned for the most. The temperament of Berlin is very unique, it is cold, but it is also extremely open and free.

They wore dresses to attend the award night together. Shen Mingyu even secretly ordered a limo behind Lingling's back. When the driver drove over to pick him up, Lingling gasped in shock. It was too exaggerated!

But thinking about it, it seems that apart from this place, there should be no other more solemn occasions that need to use dresses and limos, so Ling Ling enjoyed it with a mentality of "I have to feel it for a lifetime".

The award ceremony was full of professionals in the industry. Although they were not stars, they were shining brightly.

The winner of the annual AF Best Packaging Design Gold Award was a British organic food brand. The designer looked very young, wearing black-rimmed glasses, and trotting excitedly onto the stage to accept the award.

Ling Ling did not win the award.

After Shen Mingyu clapped her hands, she held Ling Ling's hand without saying anything.

It was Ling Ling who whispered in his ear: "It's okay, I thought I might not win the award, but it doesn't mean my work is not good."

Shen Mingyu leaned over to hear the applause and said, "I like it very much, and our guests also like it very much."

The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to listen to other people's acceptance speeches.

There is still longing in my heart, but the obsession caused by lack is gone. I feel that the days are still long, and there are still many opportunities to do good works in the future, so I am not in a hurry.

There was a reception after the award ceremony, Ling Ling was in a good mood, and she was not in a hurry to go back, Limo had already been rented, so she just relaxed and took Shen Mingyu to drink.

When they were slightly tipsy, they decided to go for a drive.

It was cool in Berlin Bidenhong in May. Shen Mingyu told the driver to drive freely. There was a mini bar in the back seat of the car. They drank for a while, and then found that the car drove to the edge of the Spree River.

Shen Mingyu asked Ling Ling if she wanted to go down for a while, and after getting an affirmative answer, she asked the driver to stop first and they got out of the car.

It was already late at night, and there were only a few people on the river bank. They walked slowly up the Oberbaum Bridge, which connected the history that was once divided in two by the Berlin Wall.

Standing on the bridge, Lingling is the most relaxed and happy when he is slightly drunk. He pointed to the two ends of the bridge and said, "You and I used to be like East Germany and West Germany, but now we are just like this bridge." Same, unified."

"It is destined to be unified." Shen Mingyu said with a smile.

Lingling thought for a while, then nodded: "Definitely."

Then he said: "But they signed a 1100-page unification contract," he pointed to himself and Shen Mingyu: "But we didn't, we didn't sign anything, and we were unified."

If Lingling hadn't been drunk, she would have noticed that Shen Mingyu was a little nervous tonight, but if he was drunk, she wouldn't be able to notice it.

After saying this, Shen Mingyu was silent for a while, and Lingling patted him: "What's the matter, am I wrong?"

Shen Mingyu looked up, looked at him seriously, and said, "No, that's not the case, we have to sign."

"Sign what? Why are you messing around and still want to sign a contract with me?"

"Lingling, do you still remember that I said that next time we will sign another kind of contract with no deadline?"

Lingling thought for a while: "Remember, what is that?"

Shen Mingyu couldn't help laughing, I really want to say that I am really stupid, I don't even know?

He restrained his smile, took out something from his pocket, opened it, squeezed out a small ring from inside, grabbed Ling Ling's hand, slowly slipped it into his finger, and said, "It's this kind of contract."

"I love you without a deadline," he said.

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