Tian Yun, Ling Fan had taken Xiao Chubing and Chen Ling back to the company early.
In Xiao Chubing’s office, a temporary desk was added. At this mont, Ling Fan was sitting in front of the desk, playing Minesweeper on the computer screen. Nowadays, most people are into gas like Pesticide and Chicken Eating, but he preferred these retro types of things.
He was stealing a mont of leisure, actually waiting for Vermilion Bird.
"Knock knock knock!"
Vermilion Bird appeared at the door, knocked, and winked at Ling Fan.
Seeing Vermilion Bird’s expression, he knew that another matter had been handled too. He sighed with relief internally. It was really a relief to have called Vermilion Bird over; it saved him a lot of trouble.
Xiao Chubing looked at the mysteriously smiling pair, "It’s better to share the joy with everyone than to enjoy it alone, isn’t it ti to share with as well!"
Xiao Chubing’s high heels tapped on the ground, her toes happily swinging. She had never felt as happy as she did today!
Ling Fan checked the ti. It was almost ti to leave work.
"Wife, let’s call it a day. We’re moving the company tomorrow!" Ling Fan said with a slight smile.
"Huh?" Xiao Chubing was perplexed.
She looked at Ling Fan with a touch of confusion. Just today, Xu Xiaotian had sent ten billion; could it be that Ling Fan thought this place was too small and remotely located, and had rented a new location?
"You know about Fanxing Entertainnt, right!" Vermilion Bird started speaking with a smile.
"Yes, one of the top three entertainnt companies in the country. Not a local family power. Recently, due to rumors of secret rules involving female artists in the upper echelon, its image has suffered, and the stock price has plumted. Many key mbers have been leaving.
It is currently in a PR crisis. I heard that Feng Corporation is seeking a transformation and is taking this opportunity to attempt a takeover of Fanxing. They are negotiating the acquisition aggressively!" Xiao Chubing explained.
Vermilion Bird nodded, "Yes, sister-in-law is right. Under Beiming’s instruction, I have just acquired Fanxing. Now, you are the chairman of Fanxing!"
"What....." Xiao Chubing was dumbstruck.
"Hard work, Vermilion Bird!" Ling Fan said as he stood up.
He then addressed Xiao Chubing, "Although Fanxing’s stock price has dropped to just a few hundred billion, it still has great potential. This ti we got it at a bargain. It’s not too difficult to bring it back to a scale of over a hundred billion!"
"Let’s go ho after work. From now on, you’ll be a super-rich woman, and I’ll be depending on you as a kept man!" Ling Fan teased.
Xiao Chubing’s mind was still spinning. Today at Yun Xuan, she thought Ling Fan was just talking casually. Even if there really was action, it would take at least a year or two, right? Who would have thought that it would be realized in less than a day? That was too fast...
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"Smash!"
A Ming-Qing official kiln blue and white porcelain vase smashed on the floor, shattering into pieces.
In the Feng family villa’s hall, Feng Jie looked at the shattered porcelain pieces on the floor. This was the eighth antique his father had smashed already.
"Dad, please calm down. There must be a problem sowhere. Let’s think of a way to fix it!" Feng Jie advised.
Feng Wende stood with his hands behind his back. He was naturally hot-tempered, and at this mont, every cell in his body was seething with rage, his face flushed red, "Soone, clean this up!"
Two servants, nervous and trembling, started to pick up the fragnts.
"Second Elder, you can’t suppress this either, can you?" Feng Wende looked towards Feng Wenzhi sitting sternly on one side.
Feng Wenzhi, in politics, had reached the deputy city level in Binzhou. If his career went smoothly, he might advance even further.
Feng Wenzhi’s face was grave, "I can’t suppress it either. It seems soone above is interfering. Secretary Wang warned that I better not make any rash moves, or my career would be unpredictable. Sobody is deliberately targeting our Feng family!"
"That idiot third son, at the auction he spent four tis the price for ’Huang Laoji,’ and got beaten up as well. The western hills property went south, and soone just sniped our deal with Fanxing. Three major setbacks in one day, are they trying to destroy the Feng family?" Feng Wende said coldly.
"There is no hatred without reason. Our Feng family has made many enemies over the years, but we have never had such a formidable rival. There’s sothing fishy about this whole thing!" Feng Jie furrowed his brows.
"I seem to have heard sothing!" Feng Wenzhi’s son, Feng Xiao, hesitated.
Feng Wende fixed his gaze on Feng Xiao, "Speak!"
"I heard that the Xiao family’s son-in-law had a conflict with the Li family a couple of days ago, and it seems the Li family ca off worse. The Li family might have sought help from our third uncle. Could the problem be there?" Feng Xiao carefully chose his words.
"What about Wen Shan? Why hasn’t he arrived yet?" Feng Wende barked coldly.
Feng Wenzhi checked the ti, "Just got off the phone with him, he should be here soon. The western hills project has always been under the control of the third brother. With this kind of ss, he’s probably got a headache too!"
"Nonsense, the ss he’s caused, and he has a headache? If he weren’t dirty, could anyone exploit that vulnerability? If it turns out he has been lining his own pockets and harming the family’s interests, see if I don’t enforce family discipline!" Feng Wende barely contained his anger.
The faces of the three Fengs changed slightly upon hearing this, realizing that Feng Wende was truly furious.
Just then, Feng Wenshan arrived in the hall, sweating profusely.
Seeing Feng Wenshan, Feng Wende’s anger surged, barely restraining his fury, "Third brother, what exactly is going on?"
"Damn, we must have been set up. I’m also investigating it. If I catch whoever did this, see how I deal with the bastard!" Feng Wenshan was completely frantic.
Feng Wende slamd the table furiously, "Nonsense! Did you get the Feng family into trouble with soone?"
Feng Wenshan wiped his cold sweat, "Big brother, am I that foolish? Who can be provoked and who can’t, don’t I know that?"
"Click, click, click!"
The distinct sound of high heels clacking on the floor echoed through the hall, causing everyone to turn their heads.
There she was, dressed in a rolled sleeve sh shirt and a skirt, with a beautiful and delicate appearance, and a curvaceous figure, Feng Shuya walked in.
Feng Shuya, one of Binzhou’s four great beauties and the daughter of Feng Wenshan.
"Xiao Ya, how is your brother? Has the assailant been caught?" Feng Wenshan quickly asked.
He had been so busy all day that he hadn’t even had ti to visit his injured son in the hospital.
Feng Shuya looked at her father, her expression quite ugly.
"Dad, who exactly have you offended?" Feng Shuya asked with a grave face.
Everyone in the room sensed the tension and looked toward Feng Wenshan.
Feng Wenshan was completely baffled, staring at his daughter in disbelief.
"The one who injured Feng Qiang was He Feichen from the Zhongnan He Family, which is a Zhongnan Heavenly Vein Family," Feng Shuya dropped a bombshell.
The people in the hall were shocked, and Feng Wende sprang up from the sofa, "What did you say?"
For noble families like theirs, they were clear about so information unknown to ordinary people.
Feng Wenshan was utterly dumbfounded, "When did I ever offend such people? I don’t even know who the other party is, what are you talking about!"
Feng Shuya ignored her father’s questioning and continued, "He Feichen acted because of Ling Fan. Feng Qiang already told , you stood up for the Li family and clashed with Ling Fan!"
"What? You an... that loser son-in-law of the Xiao family?" Feng Wenshan’s eyes nearly popped out.
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