To say how much he hates Song Qingxiang, that's not necessarily true. After all, Song Qingxiang did some jealous and resentful things to her. At most, it was just a collection of small things that made her feel wronged, which made her very disappointed.
Originally, Song Shushu had no intention of using these shares to waste money with this group of people. This was not a cost-effective business from any aspect, and his previous words of cashing out all the stocks were considered temporary anger.
Although the Song family is not prosperous, it is still a large group, supporting tens of thousands of families under its control. Once her stocks are sold, the lack of guarantees will cause some bad trends. This is not what she wants to see. Shareholders
We shouldn't be involved in this mess.
"Everyone knows that these shares were left to me by my mother. She planned so much for me. If I gave them away so easily, she would be very sad if she found out."
Song Qingxiang sat up slightly and spoke with sadness, as if he missed his ex-wife who died young.
He was thoughtful and asked on the spot: "Does the eldest lady want to join the company?"
Then the situation is complicated.
It is not that no one wants to innovate and make changes when the Song family has reached this point, but the ship is too big and it is difficult to achieve any practical results without being at the helm. But now
The person at the helm is a master who only knows how to keep things.
If Song Shushu joins the company's decision-making, she is a newcomer and needs some achievements to establish her authority. If the boss has needs, they can provide them. It would be mutually beneficial and mutually beneficial, which would be great.
A deputy general manager who was also the director of the development department was making calculations quickly, and his eyes towards Song Shushu became even more intense.
If she could no longer feel such existential eyes, it was because there was something wrong with her nervous system. The moment she met that gaze, she understood his identity.
Feng Kuang, a talent that Song Qingxiang spent a lot of money to recruit many years ago. When Song Qingxiang and her mother were getting divorced, the company's shares could not be avoided, and Lao Song didn't know which expert's advice to follow.
I got the best treatment from someone else who was working at that time.
Feng Kuang, who was being squeezed out of the company, was given both a position and a share, which was a blessing. However, high efforts paid off with high returns. At that time, he developed a system that increased Song's overall profits by five percentage points.
He established a firm foothold in the Song family.
This man himself is also ambitious. In recent years, Song Qingxiang has tasted the benefits and has tried to recruit other talents, but among these people, only he, Feng Kuang, is sitting here.
From a chess piece, he became a chess player.
During this drama, he was really optimistic about Song Shushu. To put it bluntly, he felt that Mr. Song’s daughter looked much smarter than himself. If things really developed as he hoped, then
It's not impossible for him to make plans in advance.
Song Shushu had no objection to Feng Kuang himself, but his calculating and calculating look really made her unhappy.
"I own a total of 32 percent of the shares so far,"
Before Song Shushu finished speaking, everyone's fiery eyes were cast on her. That look almost made Song Shushu feel like a golden pimple.
Shaking off the goosebumps caused by being stared at, Song Shushu hinted that he should not care about the eyes of these people before continuing.
"Regarding these shares, I plan to divide them into three parts."
Song Qingxiang sat up straight and listened. It was divided into three parts. One part must be for him, the elder, right?
Song Shushu didn't say anything this time. After all, he really planned to divide it this way: "I will give 10% of the shares to my father, I will use the other 15% to establish a foundation, and the rest will be retained."
What are its uses?"
At this point, the apparent shares in her hand were only 7%, no more, no less, right on the edge of what these major shareholders expected.
Moreover, I had already heard that this young lady was not interested in company affairs. Mr. Song always wanted her to be an ordinary person and even planned to buy two buildings to open an education and training institution for her. However, the development of the matter became
This look is still a bit beyond everyone's expectations.
It's not an enviable scene of a father giving his daughter shares to establish her career, but a scene of a daughter dividing her property with her father.
No matter what everyone thinks, Song Qingxiang is quite satisfied so far. After all, with this gift, his position in the company will be stronger. As for her subsequent request that this part of the equity should never be transferred, she is also happy with it.
agree.
At the end of this shareholders' meeting, both parties were very satisfied.
Song Shushu knew that these shares alone were enough for their mother and daughter to toss for ten days and a half. It was only after Song Qingxiang was displeased that he learned that these shares could not be transferred... Think about that stepmother's
His expression felt like he was being pleased.
As soon as she was happy, she placed an order for Ji Sui before she entered the house. She placed a lot of cat toys that she thought were expensive before. It was not until the next day that she was blocked at the door by a courier that she could no longer stop buying.
"I said, can we take a look at the size of your little house before buying anything? With so many big things, you might as well give him your house and go sleep on the street."
Unable to bear the thought of picking and choosing, Song Shushu selected a few that he was really reluctant to give away, and Fu Yunyun asked Fu Yunyun to take the rest directly to her house by calling Lalahuo.
"I'm going to give you something and talk so much, so I'm hanging up."
Angry from shame.
She was just too happy and wanted to buy more things for her well-behaved cat. What’s wrong?!
"How about changing to a bigger house so that there is room for that set of furniture."
Song Shushu held Ji Sui in his arms and stood in front of the small half of the white wall that had been vacated with great effort. His mind kept imagining the scene of the little black cat playing on the cat climbing frame after it was installed.
No, the more I think about it, the more I feel attracted to it. Buying a house still needs to be put on the agenda!
If Lin Bai knew that Song Shushu's idea of changing the house, which he had persuaded Song Shushu to do for so long, was actually motivated by a cat climbing frame, he wonders if he would regret not using this excuse for not moving out earlier.
Song Shushu enthusiastically held a cat's paw and gestured to the air, "Here is the giraffe cat scratching post, which is perfect for jumping directly from the sofa. Let's put the cat climbing frame here, which happens to have storage."
grid."
When I was young, I lay on her arm obediently, letting her do whatever she wanted, and my heart felt soft.
He wondered if one day, in the wedding room he carefully prepared, she would hold his hand and point to him the position of the furniture with bright eyes, and he would look at it with a smile.
She carefully planned the appearance of her small family, and her life was trivial and warm.
Song Shushu, who was comparing sizes, naturally had no idea what the kitten was thinking about in just a few minutes. He just felt that the little thing in his arms was very comfortable to hold in this cool early autumn day.
Like a well-behaved cat doll with a suitable temperature and various cute reactions.
Song Shushu: The kitten feels so comfortable to hold (?＾?＾)
Ji Sui: Ah! She keeps holding me! She loves me so much! ヽ(*^?^)人(^?^*)ノ
Although the black cat is not that big yet, it is still solid and can still feel heavy on the arms after being held for a long time.
"Come on, little darling, my sister will install furniture for you. Our little cat will also have our own furniture. Aren't you happy?"
Ji Sui lowered his head and rubbed it in her hand again.
It directly boosted Song Shushu’s enthusiasm.
After that, it was a long time for one person and one cat to install furniture. Perhaps when Nuwa created the perfect little person Song Shushu, she forgot to add a little bit of hands-on talent to her. After installing the cat climbing frame, it was already very late.
"Hiss" shook the palms that were a little red from tightening the screws. Song Shushu yawned greatly. She had been uninstalling and disassembling one of her legs this afternoon, but she was very tired. As for the one next to her, she was very tired.
pile......
Song Shushu decided to leave tomorrow's affairs to her tomorrow self to worry about. Now she couldn't do anything.
After hastily washing up, I solemnly said good night to the kitten, then turned off the light and went to sleep.
Since Ji Sui came to her house, Song Shushu deliberately left a few small night lights on the wall in order to let the kitten see more clearly at night, even though he has excellent night vision and does not really need one.
lamp.
It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moonlight tonight is particularly beautiful.
The clear light falls on the world, squeezes into the small window, and illuminates a magical scene.
The smooth, satin-like hair disappeared inch by inch, and the figure that fell on the ground was stretched, gradually revealing a human appearance.
The whole process was weird and magical, everything happened in just a few breaths, and those mysterious amber eyes emitted a faint light, like moonlight flowing in his eyes.
A moment's glance away, a tall male figure suddenly appeared in the empty living room.
A Teng was indeed right, the moonlight near the full moon would enhance the power of the medicine in his body.
The big palm with clear joints grasped it a few times, as if he was getting familiar with his body again. The man's expression had not had time to calm down, and he still had the cold look that he couldn't stand anyone, and his eyebrows were very bright when he was Ji Sui.
He looks good, but his sword-shaped eyebrows are often slightly frowned, and he always feels a bit oppressive when he looks at people.
When his eyes moved away from the door where Song Shushu was confined, there was a hint of smile in his eyes.
"A little confused."
A low male voice sounded, with a bit of hoarseness as if he hadn't spoken for a long time. In this moonlit night, it felt a little more helpless and doting.
This was Ji Sui's first attempt to change without Song Shushu's intervention. It may have been a result of long accumulation. Compared with the previous experiments, the result of turning into a human with full beard and tail was already very satisfying for him.
Satisfied.
He took the screwdriver that Song Shushu had thrown aside, tossed it around to try the feel, and then reassembled the somewhat crooked cat climbing frame that Song Shushu had installed.
For the sake of your own life and health in the future, these things should be as strong as possible.
That night, the man who was so angry with his poor hands-on skills that he had no choice but to give up lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. But now the "man" squatting aside and motionless was holding a screwdriver to put together the bulky components.
It's like building a child's toy.
Fortunately, this scene was not bumped into by a sleeping person, otherwise these expensive cat climbing frames would be blamed for poor quality again.
Ji Sui didn't dare to make a big move. Firstly, the soundproofing of the room was not good, so he couldn't make any big noise to wake up the people in the room. Furthermore, he was not sure how long it would take for him to become an adult this time, so he could only speed up his movements as much as possible.
"Huh? I just said that my craftsmanship is not so bad."
When Song Shushu rubbed his eyes and passed by the living room, he glanced at the cat climbing frame nearby. The few pieces of wood that he didn't like yesterday were now neatly placed where they should be.
Everything looks perfect.
Sure enough, if you are indecisive, just take a nap and you will be fine.
"Is it because of the light at night?"
After heating up a piece of bread, Song Shushu took the piece of bread in his mouth and squatted in front, looking at the giraffe-style cat climbing frame.
Then the more I watched it, the more I liked it, and I happily took out my phone to take pictures.
Ji Sui looked at it with a worried look on his face. If this person suddenly opened the box and put it together on the spot on a whim, he would not be able to find a chance to help her secretly perfect it.
Fortunately, Song Shushu still had to be busy with business today and went into the study room early to create.
Only then did Ji Sui let out a long sigh of relief.
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"The gray fox has almost vomited."
The prison of the Yokai Management Office is located on the second underground floor. There is no other way. They have made too many efforts to save space.
An Zuo lit a cigarette after a long absence, and the pale lights in the corridor shone on him, making him look a little depressed.
Director Tang patted him on the shoulder to comfort him. He had heard about what happened on the day of the arrest. He couldn't be partial to these two equally outstanding juniors. Fortunately, both of them were very sensible and worked hard.
He didn't come up to trouble him.
"I've worked hard on you these days," Tang Yongchang said sincerely. Although the energy of monsters is much stronger than that of humans, the continuous high-intensity interrogation still made his right-hand man's face look a little tired.
"I'll ask A Teng to give you some spiritual fruits later, and cultivate yourself for a few days. You don't have to worry about the rest of the things that will follow. I'll arrange for someone else to do it."
Although the cigarette between them was lit, An Zuo did not smoke. He used to smoke quite aggressively when he was under great pressure at work. Later, he stopped smoking after being treated coldly and coldly by a certain woman several times.
Yes, now that I'm addicted to smoking, I'm just here to smell it.
The smoke blurred his eyebrows and his eyes flickered. Anzu asked with a hint of hope: "Is she going to take over?"
They both knew who she was referring to.
Since ancient times, heroes have been saddened by beauties. This is not only the case for humans, but also for monsters.
Tang Yongchang sighed inwardly, and with a bit of unbearability, he burst through his fantasy: "No, let the people from the second action team do the follow-up tracking."
He actually knew the news about Ji Ying, and the two even communicated with each other on the progress of the case on the phone this morning, but as the leader of the two, he was not in a position to get involved in emotional matters.
When he finally left, the little old man Tang Yongchang sighed and walked back to the office holding a steaming thermos cup, which aroused confusion among the staff along the way.