The main reason why Tang Peng sneaked away was that he obviously misunderstood Xing Yasi's kindness.
Of course Her Majesty the Queen will feel unhappy.
In order to punish a certain ungrateful man, Xing Yasi decided to take all the power of Fuzui Group into his own hands after careful consideration!
As long as Tang Peng dare not show up, Xing Yasi is fully confident that he can do this.
She firmly believed that after she took full control of Fuzui Group and became his patron saint to take care of Old Tang and his wife, Pan Dongdong, Xia Shuai and others, that guy would eventually have no choice but to succumb to her.
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On April 8, before the sun went down in the west, Spring City Square was packed with people, as if attending a temple fair. Many of them were holding cameras and other equipment, and they looked like reporters.
The Shencheng District Bureau had to dispatch additional police personnel to prevent any accidents from happening. Director Shen Huan personally led the team.
Finally, the sky gradually became dark, and many high-power lighting lights in the square also came on.
In the center of the square, there is a high platform about three meters high, with a long table on it and a microphone installed on it.
Behind the high platform, a large piece of tarpaulin was pulled up, with a line of big red letters on it: Press Conference on Equity Transfer of Fuzui Group!
Some curious citizens wanted to get closer to the high platform to take a closer look, but were stopped by a group of young men with shaved hair.
"What do these people do?"
Someone looked dissatisfied after being pushed back.
"I know who these kids are."
This person's companion, a man in a black jacket, said: "They are the gangsters who used to hang out on the street in Shencheng No. 5 Middle School. Did you see the kid next to the tall guy? His name is Xia Shuai. No. Laojiu, he has recently changed his ways and is living with the boss of Fuzui Group and running a fast food restaurant."
The companion in the black jacket hadn't spoken yet, but he heard someone next to him say: "Oh, how do you know this?"
The black jacket took a look and saw an old man about fifty years old standing next to him. He looked polite and elegant.
There were several young people following behind him, looking around at something.
Black Jacket didn't care, he just smiled proudly: "Hey, of course I know, because I am from that street."
The old man nodded: "Oh, so that's it. Do you know the old Tang who held the press conference tonight?"
"Why don't I know each other? My third uncle and Old Tang live in the same community. I often go there - do you smoke?"
The black jacket took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man.
The old man was not polite and took it with a smile, then leaned over and let Black Jacket light the cigarette.
After blowing out a puff of smoke, the old man looked at the high platform and asked, "You know that old Tang so well, then do you know why he held a press conference tonight?"
Black Jacket replied: "Of course I know. If I didn't know, I wouldn't have come! I brought my friends here tonight just to cheer for Old Tang!"
The old man was stunned: "Cheers? What's the point of cheering? Isn't it just a simple equity transfer press conference? Is there any need to cheer?"
Black Jacket sneered: "You don't know this, do you? It's a lie that Old Tang holds a press conference on equity transfer tonight. He is mainly taking this opportunity to denounce some underworld elements who are premeditated to frame his happy family!"
The old man was even more stunned: "How do you frame his happy family?"
Black Jacket said: "Hey, it's a long story, but it's okay, so I'll just chat with you."
The old man nodded and listened carefully.
Black Jacket said: "Old Tang has a son named Tang Peng. A few years ago, Tang Peng didn't know what luck he had. He actually got involved with Russian energy companies, won cooperation with them, and created a financial support company.
Zui Group. We all know that Tang Peng’s ancestors did not have a profound background. His ability to stand out from many companies will definitely arouse the envy, jealousy and hatred of many people. So, these people are secretly plotting against Tang Peng. I
I heard from my third uncle that when Tang Peng went abroad to purchase oil refining equipment a few days ago, he was framed as a traitor to the enemy! Damn it, my third uncle said that he had grown up watching Tang Peng, such an honest person.
How could my child do such a rebellious thing that would bring shame to our ancestors?"
Speaking of being angry, Black Jacket took a long drag on his cigarette.
The old man asked again: "What happened next?"
Black Jacket said: "My third uncle and I both believe that these must be those unscrupulous businessmen who hate Tang Peng for cooperating with Russia and devised a conspiracy against him! You don't know, a few days ago, it was April 2
At that time, those bastards also planned to frame Tang Peng's girlfriend, Pan Dongdong, the boss of Fuzui Group. Do you know who Pan Dongdong is? She is a very beautiful beauty. She worked as the boss in Jiangnan in her dream.
Now she is the girlfriend of us ordinary people, and we all feel proud! It’s so numb, but those people still plot against her for their own benefit! Let me tell you, if it weren’t for my third uncle’s old man in the snack street at that time
, lend a helping hand at the critical moment, and Pan Dongdong will be snatched away by those people! Damn it, is this still the party's world? Damn it, is there any law in this? Damn it, these officials in the Northeast Province are all
Did you grow up eating shit!?”
The old man stretched out his hand to wipe the saliva sprayed on his face, and shook his head slightly at the young people next to him who wanted to come over.
After Black Jacket cursed twice, he seemed to feel much better and stopped spitting: "My third uncle and the others couldn't get angry, so they took the initiative to find Old Tang and give him advice - after several days of rigorous discussions between the old and young men,
, and then decided to hold a press conference to denounce the evil forces. However, I heard that current officials are very sensitive to this, and the relevant departments do not allow a press conference of this nature, so Old Tang had no choice but to use his equity.
Under the guise of transfer, I personally persuaded Mayor Shen Chengchu to rent Spring City Plaza and hold this event here...shh, Old Tang has come to power, I won’t say any more."
The old man looked up at the stage and asked the black jacket: "What does your third uncle do that can influence Old Tang?"
Black Jacket said casually, "My third uncle is guarding the gate of Lao Tang's community."
The old man was stunned for a moment, then turned his head and smiled bitterly.
"Secretary Fang, this person's remarks are a bit extreme. Do you want him to——"
Li Feng, who was following Fang Yunhui, raised his hand and made a gesture.
Fang Yunhui shook his head slightly: "No, people have the freedom of speech. What's more, what he said is also the voice of the people. It seems that we have not done a good job in this matter."
Li Feng nodded, said nothing more, and looked up at the stage.
Tonight, Old Tang was wearing a crisp suit, a white shirt, and a brown tie around his neck. He looked much more pleasing to the eye, like a successful man.
As soon as Old Tang took the stage, flash lights suddenly lit up in the crowd. It seemed that there were a lot of reporters coming to the press conference this time.
Old Tang raised his hand in a graceful manner, waved to the masses, picked up the microphone on the table, and shouted loudly: "Young and old gentlemen, brothers and sisters, good evening to everyone!"
Xia Shuai and others immediately clapped and shouted in unison: "Good evening!"
Under the leadership of Xia Shuai and others, other onlookers also clapped and said in a noisy manner: "Good evening!"
After the applause fell, Old Tang shouted: "Tonight, I am holding this press conference. In addition to transferring part of the equity of Fuzui Group, there is another most important thing for me. I want to ask you
Young and old men make the decision!”
After hearing what Old Tang said, Fang Yunhui frowned.
He had a hunch: The reason why Old Tang held this press conference tonight was not just to seek justice from society, but he might have other motives.
As Old Tang got straight to the point, the entire square miraculously became silent except for the occasional cough.
It seems that people are always concerned about the injustice suffered by others, and habitually use their own thinking to judge whether things are right or wrong.
After Old Tang finished shouting the second sentence, he did not say anything immediately. Instead, he remained silent for nearly a minute. Just when someone in the crowd was about to protest, he suddenly slammed the table: Bang!
The sound of banging on the table is amplified countless times through the microphone and spreads rapidly in the air, making it very powerful.
Those who were timid couldn't help but tremble when they heard Old Tang grab the microphone and roar: "I'm going to fuck their mothers! Tonight, Old Tang is going to say here that I'm going to fuck those people's mothers!!"
I was still coughing just now, but now——
After Old Tang shouted this sentence in front of thousands of people, the whole place fell silent: Damn it, this man is too fierce, isn't he? This is in a public place, how dare you say such nonsense?
Fang Yunhui, such a big man, was also stupid at this time.
Before anyone could say anything, Xia Shuai and others suddenly took out seven or eight flashlights and used them as spotlights, shining the light on Tang Wenju's face.
Under the strong light of seven or eight flashlights, everyone could see Old Tang's big dark face more clearly.
At the same time, everyone also saw that tears were rapidly sliding down his cheeks.
Originally, after Old Tang cursed those words, everyone was stunned for a moment and wanted to burst into laughter.
However, after seeing a big man burst into tears in front of so many people, an invisible mountain seemed to suddenly appear in the sky above the unrestrained square, weighing down everyone until they could hardly breathe.
Old Tang let his tears fall and his voice became hoarse: "My surname is Tang, and my name is Tang Wenju. I come from a poor and humble background, a butcher. Like many young and old men here, I am at the bottom of the social pyramid! But, I am also like
Like many people, I have a son that I can be proud of! My son’s name is Tang Peng, and he is also the chairman of Fuzui Group!”
Over the square in Nuo Da, I recalled Old Tang's hoarse voice, solemn and sad: "I thought that my son was successful, and his mother and I would have good days, and that we could be like many people in the future.
, after the son gets married, he will protest to take care of his grandson at home, and when he goes to see his ancestors a hundred years later, he can go there with a smile... But, who knows, misfortune will fall from the sky, misfortune will fall from the sky! "