Qiansui Building in Lin'an City, Mr. Liu is occupying the building today and no outsiders are allowed.

Three three-pointed star commercial vehicles were parked outside the Chitose Building. These were Han Yiping's cars. Unlike Han Lan, a young man who likes supercars, Han Yiping prefers this kind of car that is spacious, comfortable and easy to get in and out.

Han Yiping was sitting in the middle car, and there were bodyguards and lawyers in the two cars in front and behind.

When we got off the bus, there were about a dozen people, all dressed in suits.

The two security guards guarding the door quietly stepped aside.

Han Yiping didn't say anything, and walked towards the Chitose Building with others. The legal team followed him with their handbags, and bodyguards were surrounding them.

It was the first time for the waitress responsible for reception to see such a formation, and she led the way in a panic.

Then, I saw the bodyguards in the same suits and ties standing on both sides of the sliding door.

The sliding doors were opened one by one, and the group walked in silently, all the way to the top box in the Chitose Building.

"Hey, Uncle Han, you're finally here." Liu Rong came out to greet him in person with a smile on his face.

"I'm interested, Liu Rong." Han Yiping didn't pat his shoulder, straightened the collar of his suit, and walked past him into the box.

Liu Rong smiled coldly and followed in.

A long banquet table was set up, but the food and wine had not yet been served, so the entire table was empty.

Liu Rong and Han Yiping sat at one end of the table, with their respective assistant attorneys and bodyguards standing behind them.

"Uncle Han, should we eat first? Or should we talk about business first?"

"You haven't even been served yet. What kind of food are you eating?"

"Okay, let's get down to business first." Liu Rong smiled and motioned to the assistant next to him, who then sent a contract to Han Yiping's desk.

Han Yiping glanced at the contract and knew what it was without even looking through it.

"Back then, my aunt made great contributions to our Liu family, and our Liu family is not an ungrateful family. My father promised to give her 5% of Tang Entertainment's shares. As long as my father is alive for one day, my aunt's 5% of the shares will be absolutely

It won’t move.”

"Even when my aunt passed away in a car accident five years ago, our family did not forcibly take back the 5% of the shares. Instead, it was transferred to Han Lan. Since Han Lan was underage at the time, the 5% of the shares have been kept by you for safekeeping."

"Now that my father has passed away, according to the agreement signed at the beginning, I now request to take back the 5% of the shares." Liu Rong crossed his fingers and held his chin as he talked.

Han Yiping smiled lightly: "Are you in such a hurry, Liu Rong? You just finished the funeral during the day and you are going to take back the shares in the evening?"

"I've given you enough face, Uncle Han, otherwise according to the procedures, when my father's death certificate is issued, I can take back the 5% of the shares." Liu Rong sneered.

Han Yiping smiled and waved his hand, and the assistant behind him handed Liu Rong the signed share transfer agreement in duplicate.

The legal team behind Liu Rong came to help review the contract. After confirming that there were no problems, Liu Rong signed and formally took back 5% of Tang Entertainment's shares.

The assistant put one copy away and stood silently behind Han Yiping.

"Okay, Uncle Han, let's move on to the next thing now. About the 12% of the shares you hold." The corners of Liu Rong's mouth raised slightly, with a look of certainty on his face.

Han Yiping seemed to have expected it, so he didn't show any surprise on his face. He just smiled slightly: "What? Do I have to return my 12% shares to your old Liu family when your father passes away?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. This is what you earned when you started a business with my father. It does not belong to our family. But tonight, I want to take it back together. Uncle Han, please set a price."

Han Yiping smiled, very heartily.

"Sure, Liu Rong, you have the courage of your father back then. Are you trying to kick me out of Tang Entertainment completely?"

"Uncle Han, isn't it good to say this? I should say, please retire after your success."

"What if I refuse?" Han Yiping suddenly dropped his smile and looked at him indifferently.

Liu Rong said coldly: "I inherited 45% of Tang Yu's shares from my father, plus the 5% of shares that were just recovered, I already have 50% of the shares. If I convene a board meeting to announce the cold storage of Han Lan,

How many other shareholders do you think will side with you in the final vote?"

Han Yiping was not shy: "Is this the bargaining chip you use to negotiate with me?"

"It's not really a bargaining chip. I'm just kindly reminding you not to miss your baby's future. Of course, your family has a big business anyway. It doesn't matter even if Han Lan is refrigerated, the worst he can do is go back and become a rich man."

The second generation. As long as Tang Yu is still here, he will never starve to death."

"But, as far as I know, my aunt's biggest wish at that time seemed to be to see Han Lan become the best singer, right? If he was refrigerated, ah, my aunt would probably burst into tears underground, right?

"

Han Yiping looked at him with a somewhat cold gaze and suddenly smiled: "Han Lan's agency contract is signed every year, and it is only a C-level contract. The liquidated damages are three million. Do you think I can't afford it?"

"Refrigerate? How do you keep him cold? If I want, I can let him leave Tangyu and sign with another company, and I can still pile up resources."

Liu Rong was stunned for a moment, and his face turned red with anger.

Han Yiping is basically in charge of the company's operations. In this regard, he is indeed not as sophisticated as Han Yiping. This old guy has actually been on guard against his moves for a long time!

"Liu Rong, you already hold 50% of the shares, isn't that enough? Why do you have to keep an eye on such a small amount of shares in my hand?" Han Yiping asked with a smile.

Liu Rong also smiled, a bit ferocious: "Uncle Han, what do you think? As long as you are still in Tang Yu, who should Tang Yu listen to?"

"My dad is gone, and you are the only real veteran in the company. If you don't leave, even if you only hold 12% of the shares, I will never be able to hold on to the family business of Tang Yu!"

"Family business?" Han Yiping looked at him with a half-smile, "Son, Tang Yu has never belonged to your Liu family."

Liu Rong gritted his teeth and refused to answer.

"Must I quit Tangyu?"

"must!"

"Is this what Liu Hao told you?"

"yes!"

Han Yiping was silent for a moment, then took an agreement from his assistant and threw it in front of Liu Rong.

"Tang Entertainment is currently valued at more than 30 billion. If you want to acquire all the shares in my hand, I will wipe out the fraction for you, 3.6 billion."

Liu Rong opened the agreement he handed over, showing a hint of surprise, but still looked at him suspiciously: "You agree to sell?"

"After all, we worked hard together back then. Let's sell it to your father in the end to save face. From now on, our two families will have nothing to do with each other!"

"12% of Tang Entertainment's shares, 3.6 billion, once the money arrives, I will be able to leave my home! However, does Liu Hao have so much cash left for you?"

"I won't bother you anymore." Liu Rong called his team of lawyers to come over and check the contract. After confirming that there was no problem, he signed his name.

Then he stood up and personally returned one of the copies to Han Yiping, smiled and shook hands with him: "Tomorrow morning, 3.6 billion will be credited to your account."

"Oh, sure, Liu Rong, I'll wait for your money to arrive. Tang Yu, from now on, you, the old Liu family, will be the boss."

Han Yiping pulled out his hand and led the people away. When he walked to the door of the box, he suddenly thought of something. He waved and said to the waiter: "I will pack all the food and wine in this box to take away. It's okay. I have many bodyguards and I can carry it!"

Erza is still at home waiting for midnight snack..."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Liu Rong inside, who waved his hand impatiently.

Now that I have the power of Tang Entertainment, do you really care about such a small amount of food and drinks?
Chapter completed!