Xun Lang looked up from the document and asked Bai Zhongren to take a seat gently and politely.
In the past, Bai Zhongren had manipulated Xun Lang several times, but today he couldn't take it easy no matter what.
He stood up straight, and his voice was irrepressibly cold.
"Mr. Xiaoji came to see me. If you have anything to do, why don't you get straight to the point?"
Xun Lang put down his signature pen and leaned back slightly on his chair, "I came to Uncle Bai, of course, for the purpose of going to Australia. The referendum results came out, but Uncle Bai, you told people everywhere that you would never go. You are like this
It's really embarrassing for me not to take other shareholders seriously."
Bai Zhongren smiled coldly and sat down with a golden sword.
Before he came, he knew that Xun Lang was going to persuade him. Now that he was here, he wanted to see what his nephew could do besides knocking down his father.
He just opened his eyes.
"Xiaoji, I don't have to fight with anyone. In places like Australia, emerging markets, and wild places, I'm old and I really can't do it. I'm not as good as you. You are young and have lots of strength. You should go and practice.
What do you think?"
Xun Lang smiled, nodded, stopped talking in circles, and directly took out a stack of photos and documents.
"Chen An is playing like crazy now. He almost killed someone several times. I heard that Uncle Bai has a headache."
When Bai Zhongren heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Bai Chen'an is Bai Zhongren's only son, and he is about the same age as Xun Lang. Because of his wealthy family background, he has been indolent and indolent since he was a child. He prefers not to follow the ordinary path. He is proficient in all kinds of food, drink, whoring and gambling, and is known as a bad boy in the circle.
Any little girl he gets his hands on will cost him half of his life, which causes a lot of trouble. Bai Zhongren also spent money to settle it, but settling it doesn't mean there are no traces. The one Xun Lang handed over was the one recently.
Several years of forensic injury reports and police records.
That stack of evidence was enough to sentence Bai Chenan to seven or eight years.
"Xun Lang, what do you mean? The parties concerned have stopped pursuing these matters. What do you want to do if you take them out?!"
Bai Zhongren's voice was lowered, and it was not difficult to hear the nervousness in his words.
Although he also hated his son for not becoming a talented person, he was still father and son after all. Even if it was just a seedling rotting in the ground, he couldn't send his son in.
Xun Lang's move was equivalent to taking Bai Zhongren's lifeline.
"Criminal cases are public prosecution cases. If the parties do not pursue the case, it does not mean that the prosecutor's office does not pursue the case. Therefore, even if Chen An is not admitted, he is still considered half guilty."
Bai Zhongren's voice was hoarse, "What do you want to say?"
Xun Lang clasped his hands and said slowly: "Uncle Bai is responsible for Chen'an becoming like this. Secondly, there is also a problem with his social circle."
"What good things can a group of friends do with Chen An? Therefore, I advise Uncle Bai to go to Australia with Chen An. The circle will be clean and he will be able to calm down. By the way, he can learn from the difficulties of his elders in starting a business."
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"What do you think, Uncle Bai, I suggest you think again about going to Australia."
The air fell into silence for no reason at this moment.
Xun Lang obviously came prepared.
Bai Zhongren finally understood that he might be the last stumbling block for Xun Lang's rise to power. With layer upon layer of deployment and pressing step by step, this contest had already been won or lost.
Bai Zhongren's tense state was like a spring, which was fully stretched, then overstretched, and then he could never regain his previous high morale.
Now he wants to make a final struggle and start playing the tenderness card and clinging to old friendships.
"Xun Lang, Chen An's matter is a private matter. Uncle Bai, please don't mix it with official matters. I remember that you and Chen An played together when we were children. You can be considered brothers."
Bai Zhongren's attitude suddenly softened a lot.
Xun Lang was unmoved, his expression was calm, and he seemed to have a cold sense of humor in his words.
"Uncle Bai, I'm just playing with Chen An now, I'm not serious about it."
If you are serious about it, you won't be talking here.
Xun Lang opened a document at hand, took off the cap of the pen, and pushed it forward together.
"Don't worry, as long as you sign, these documents will belong to you. I won't keep any copies."
Now that things have come to this, you have to sign whether it works or not.
Xun Lang's killing had reached the point where no one was left alive, and Bai Zhongren had no chance of winning if he resisted again.
He was silent for a long time, and finally picked up the black smooth pen holder.
Bai Zhongren's movements were stiff, and the pen tip passed across the page very slowly, very slowly.
In addition to the appointment letter to go to Australia, there is also a share transfer agreement. Bai Zhongren's lifetime accumulation in Ji's will be transferred to Xun Lang at today's stock market closing price. From then on, he will also withdraw from the Ji's stage and become a pure
of employees.
Bai Zhongren finally wrote the flying and phoenix-shaped characters at the end of all the documents.
"Let's take a look."
After finishing writing, Bai Zhongren pushed the document back and looked directly at Xun Lang.
Today, Xun Lang is wearing a simple and slim-fitting iron-gray shirt and a pure black tie. The subtle texture of the fabric can be vaguely seen. His clothes and temperament have always been cold and cold. Only in the details can we get a glimpse of Xun Lang.
Lang is so meticulous that it creates a suffocating sense of oppression.
Others' indifference is indifference, and Xun Lang's indifference can probably be summarized as, I don't want to deal with you yet.
Bai Zhongren had never paid attention to such a strong rival before. He just kept showing off, thinking that he was a junior, and gave Xun Lang a cold shoulder, making him make several trips to Fengtang's investment in vain.
Bai Zhongren suddenly felt ridiculous for himself.
Xun Lang read it page by page, confirmed that there was no problem, and smiled gently.
"Uncle Bai can rest assured when he takes office. The original salary will be upgraded to a higher level. If there is anything else you need from me about Good Morning, you can just ask me."
There were faint veins on Bai Zhongren's forehead, the corners of his mouth twitched twice inconspicuously, and then he left the office without saying a word.
…
When Tang Yili got off work, she sent Xun Lang a text message and asked him if he wanted to have dinner together in the evening.
Xun Lang did not reply.
This situation is very common, Tang Yili guessed that he might be busy.
Generally speaking, Xun Lang is busier than Tang Yili. Not only does he work more overtime, but he has also started his postgraduate semester. Sometimes he has to go to class after get off work at night.
Therefore, Tang Yili often ate alone, and it was probably the same tonight. Tang Yili clicked on his phone to see what was available nearby.
Just as I was scrolling through the APP list, Xun Miaoyun called.
After the Chinese New Year, she had not contacted her elders in Xishan. Because of Ji Nanyun's rage, Tang Yili answered the phone and called out with lingering fear, "Mom."
"Ah Li, I'm just downstairs from Fengtang. I want to ask you to have dinner. I wonder if you have time?"
This invitation was a bit sudden.
Moreover, it was even more unusual to make a phone call when everyone was already downstairs. Tang Yili had nothing to do anyway, so he agreed repeatedly, took his bag and coat, and quickly went downstairs to attend the appointment.