Murong had no intention of living, and Tang Pingfan didn't want to take another look, just waiting for the right time to pick the fruits.
In fact, in these years, Tang Pingfan never saw Murong Wuxin once, and even called him once.
At most, during the Spring Festival, he asked his secretary to give him a gift to show that he had not forgotten this uncle.
Tang Pingfan also said that in this life, he would never see Murong Wuxin again while he was alive.
He was worried that he could not help but kill his own uncle.
But if Murong Wuxin died, Tang Pingfan wouldn't mind giving him a luxurious funeral.
At the same time, Tang Pingfan will personally come to West China to see Murong Wuxin off for the last time.
"Tang Pingfan really wants to come to West China?"
In the presidential suite, Ye Fan asked Song Hongyan while cooking:
"Didn't he decide to live in seclusion after the US dollar bill template was poisoned last time? Why is he still willing to leave the Tang Sect?"
"And even if he wants to gain fame, he can just ask you or other representatives of the Tang family to attend the funeral. Why come all the way here?"
He looked at the ribs in the pot and smiled: "Does he have other purposes?"
"Although Tang Pingfan doesn't care about reputation, he doesn't want to be infamy for thousands of years."
Song Hongyan washed the vegetables quickly and then smiled gently at Ye Fan:
"His reputation has always been bad, especially the word "patricide and brother murder", which has been stuck on his head for decades.
"Many people say he is ruthless, cruel and cold-blooded, and does not care about family ties."
"He says he doesn't care, but in his heart he still wants to change things."
"A person in power can do anything and be ruthless to outsiders, but he cannot be too cruel to the people around him."
"Otherwise, not only will you be criticized by outsiders, but you will also be heartbroken."
"So, Tang Pingfan had to come and visit Murong Wuxin's funeral no matter what."
"Even if it doesn't make his reputation better, he won't be found guilty of accusing him of not even showing up for his uncle's funeral. It's really heartless and unjust."
"Of course, he came here with the intention of siding with Gusu Murong and negotiating with us to share the benefits."
"After all, Huaxi Murong is a branch of Gusu Murong, and it is also the interest of the Tang Sect."
"The interests of the two tycoons have also been watched by the four Yuan families."
"They won't just watch us swallow up all the interests of West China."
"Although we have a close relationship with the Five Families, we still need to explain the numbers carefully."
Song Hongyan revealed Tang Pingfan's thoughts and speculated on their purpose of coming to West China.
"Attend the funeral, and negotiate with us for the sake of fame."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "Tang Pingfan's body is really honest."
"You can't blame him."
Song Hongyan smiled lightly: "If the head of a family is not greedy for fame and wealth, he will not get far."
"That's true. If you have no desires or desires, you can only live your life well, but you can't let a family rise."
Ye Fan nodded subconsciously: "Because it is not competitive at all."
"If Tang Pingfan and the others really want to share the interests of West China with us, how much benefit are you prepared to use to deal with them?"
If it were the old Ye Fan, he would probably swallow up all the benefits in one go, but after a lot of hard work, he somewhat understands the benefits of being tied together.
Eating the cake alone and not sharing it will not only make the five families jealous, but also make them keep making small moves.
As a result, it will be difficult for Jiuzhou Group to develop, and it will have to deal with a pair of small traps. In the long run, the gains outweigh the losses.
If you take out a little piece of cake and share it with them, not only will the constraints of the five families be eliminated and obstacles will arise, but they will also be able to take the lead in solving them.
Jiuzhou Group can also use their connections and resources to expand rapidly.
Moreover, after the two tycoons were destroyed, the fact that the Five Families and Gusu Murong did not join in the robbery was also related to Tang Pingfan stopping them.
So Ye Fan doesn't mind sharing a little benefit.
"It's very simple."
Song Hongyan smiled and said what was in her heart:
"I will value Jiuzhou Group's assets at one trillion yuan in the future."
“One percent of the assets is worth 100 billion.”
"We gave 30% of Jiuzhou Group's shares, and Murong Yanran gave 40% of the shares, a total of 70%."
"For the sake of our good relationship with the five major companies, the price for 10% of the assets is not 100 billion. I will give them a price of 10 billion."
"The five major families, Gusu Murong and Wumeng, each bought the Jiuzhou Group's assets worth 100 billion in the future for 10 billion."
"There are seven of them, and each of them happens to have 10% of the shares."
"We hold 20% of the shares and 30 billion in cash, while Murong Yanran holds 10% of the shares and 40 billion in cash."
"After the matter is completed, the five families and Gusu Murong will secretly return 30% of the shares to us."
"They each keep half."
"Of course, the profit distributed to them every year is still calculated at 10%."
"Look, the Five Families and Gusu Murong only spend 10 billion, and they don't have to do anything every year to enjoy 10% of the group's profit dividends."
"Whenever we sell or package and transfer the group's assets, they will still be able to share more than 50 billion bottles and cans."
“What a deal!”
Song Hongyan chuckled and told Mark her arrangement.
"Is this okay?"
Ye Fan was dumbfounded: "Turning around, not only do we get a penny less of our shares, but we also have an extra 30 billion in cash?"
"No, adding in the 10% share of Wu Meng, our total shares have become 60%."
"Why does it feel like we are not sharing the benefits with the five major families, but they are giving us money?"
"Besides, Jiuzhou Group is now valued at one trillion yuan, which is too much. I think Tang Pingfan and the others will definitely not agree."
As for giving them 10% of the profits every year, Ye Fan estimated that Song Hongyan would not let the group make profits for ten years.
As soon as Jiuzhou Group makes money, it buys equipment and land and turns them into group assets.
"No, they'll agree."
Song Hongyan smiled brightly and took a shovel to scoop up the ribs:
"Because you are still young, your future growth is limitless. Let alone half, as long as there is a chance to join the game, they will be very happy."
"Don't worry, leave this matter to me and I will convince them."
"You don't have to worry about the funeral, I'll take care of it."
"Your top priority is to find a way to help Xiong Jiudao and fulfill his greatest wish in this life."
The woman was full of confidence in persuading Tang Pingfan and the others, because she had a trump card in her hand that was enough to make the five families compromise.
That is the large oil field in Haci fiefdom.
At almost the same moment, Pier No. 6 of the West China Tiger Shark Bridge.
While Lao K was fishing quietly, he looked at the Huangni River that penetrated the four countries.
In his ear, a Bluetooth headset flashed red, and a hoarse voice came over:
"Tang Pingfan decided to go to West China to attend the funeral in person."
He whispered: "I will rush to West China as soon as possible to join the war."
"Shen Xiaodiao, I don't need you in this game."
Old K said indifferently: "We are enough!"
His eyes fell on a distant mountain.
That was the Feilai Peak of the Murong family.
