Three days later, volleyed over SOHO.
The sun shines on the huge glass curtain wall, reflecting rounds of dazzling brilliance. People are coming and going under the locomotive-shaped building. It is very lively, mainly because a listed company held a relocation ceremony today, including company employees, media reporters, and related celebrities. Everything came, but it was quite a grand event.
The employees of Jiang Group were a little absent-minded. Some of them stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the crowds of people below and the colorful ribbons flying. However, this was just an appearance. The real reason was that Jiang Haokun, the president of the group, had not come to work for a week. People were talking about it and gossip was flying around.
Some said that Mr. Jiang dumped Gan Jing and found a new love, and went abroad to have fun; some said that he was sick and was recuperating in the hospital; some said that he had a quarrel with his father and went on strike out of anger...
In short, although people are not panicked, it is indeed difficult for everyone to devote all their energy to work as before.
Da, da, da, da...
As the footsteps came closer and closer, someone whispered, "Mr. Jiang is here" in a low voice.
Those employees standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows looking at the "scenery" quickly bent over and turned around, returning to their jobs as quickly as possible, pretending to be busy with business.
Secretary Zhou Ang touched assistant Qiao Qian’s arm.
"Didn't you say that Mr. Jiang had a falling out with his father? I think this expression... is normal. He doesn't look sad at all."
"It's probably just pretending."
"Whether it's a pretense or not, last time Mr. Jiang asked you to call the police, you informed the chairman of the board and waited to be scolded."
"Oh, you forgot what day today is?"
Zhou Ang suddenly realized: "You mean..."
Qiao Qian nodded: "Nine times out of ten, he will no longer be Mr. Jiang after today."
Zhou Ang glanced at her with a thoughtful expression.
Lin Yue knew that the two of them were hiding aside and chattering without saying anything nice, but he didn't care and didn't go to his office. He went straight to the conference room at the end of the corridor, opened the door and walked in.
Including him, everyone on the board of directors is here.
As for the reason for being late, he didn't say anything, and no one asked, because Jiang Zhihua already knew the purpose of convening the board of directors.
"I've said everything before, so I won't repeat it again. Let's all vote by a show of hands."
"Chairman, do you want to think about this matter again? Haokun is not like us. He is a young man who always likes to act out of emotion. My opinion is to forget it. Just because of a personal matter, it is not worth it."
The speaker is located on the right side of Jiang Zhihua. He has a bit of bald head, a round face, and a pair of big bags under his eyes. At first glance, he looks like the kind of person who doesn't pay attention to his health.
Lin Yue recognized him. He was Jiang Zhihua's younger brother and Jiang Haokun's third uncle. He seemed gentle in his words and deeds, but in fact he was full of bad intentions. He loved to stumble people behind their backs. He proposed to Gan Jing at the Banyan Tree, and Jiang He had contributed a lot to the matter of Lai being sent to the detention center and added fuel to Jiang Zhihua's fire. Now he is pretending to be a good guy in public, and he has the ability to hide a knife behind his smile.
"Haokun, Haokun, hurry up, apologize to your dad in front of all your uncles and uncles, apologize quickly."
Lin Yue said: "Uncle Third, if I wanted to apologize, I would have apologized long ago. Will it be delayed until today? You don't understand this, right? And do you think it is appropriate to discuss family matters at the board of directors?"
Jiang Zhiqing looked embarrassed.
Jiang Haokun said this politely, but he didn't mean it politely. All the directors were old people who had been working in shopping malls for decades, so they couldn't understand his voiceover - accusing Jiang Zhiqing of deliberately publicizing the Jiang family's family scandal, so that the people on the board of directors would Read the joke.
Jiang Zhiqing was thinking about what to say.
"Zhiqing, there is no need to persuade me. I have made up my mind on this matter. All you need to do is tell me whether you agree or disagree." Jiang Zhihua waved his hand to stop him, glanced at Lin Yue with a cold expression, and looked around: "I agree to remove Jiang Haokun. Those who hold the position of group president, please raise your hands.”
After speaking, he raised his hands first.
When the directors below saw the chairman taking the lead, they looked at each other for a while, then slowly raised their arms and stood in line with their hands.
Jiang Zhiqing was the last one to raise his hand, with a look of helplessness and hatred on his face, as if he was sincerely doing good for Jiang Zhihua and Jiang Haokun and his son.
To everyone's surprise, Lin Yue also raised his hand.
Do I vote myself out?
Jiang Zhihua was extremely unhappy with his attitude.
Why did you wait almost two weeks to convene the board of directors? It was just to give Xu Lan time to act, and also to give Jiang Haokun a chance to kneel in front of him and admit his mistakes. He thought that if he couldn't tame the unfilial son through this incident, he didn't know how outrageous things he would do in the future to disgust his family. , as a result, he overestimated the attraction of money to Jiang Haokun, and it can also be said that he underestimated Jiang Haokun's stubbornness. This bastard is not only tough-talking, but also very hard-boned, and will not admit his mistakes until he is beaten to death.
"It's done, isn't it? It's done, I'm leaving." Lin Yue dropped the words that were more like a mockery of farewell and stood up, whistling and walking outside.
Jiang Zhihua couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily: "What is your attitude?"
"You're so interesting. I'm going on a long vacation here soon. I have time to do what I like. Shouldn't I be happy? Should I cry?"
"A long vacation? Do you regard this as a long vacation?"
Jiang Zhihua was so angry. The father and son were having such a quarrel, and the news spread among relatives and friends. He was so upset every day, and the unfilial son's behavior was so carefree that he didn't take it seriously at all.
Lin Yue said: "Of course it's a long vacation, because you will beg me to come back."
The whole place was in an uproar when he said this. The directors never expected that he would dare to say this.
With both of them in such trouble, the father would beg his son to come back and take over the group? Do you still want this face?
If this was not the board of directors, Jiang Zhihua would definitely fly into a rage, call him a bastard, and regret giving birth to such an unfilial son. But this is the board of directors. As the chairman, all he can do is slap the table, stand up, and point at the door of the conference room. Said: "Get out, get out, get out!"
Lin Yue glanced at his third uncle Jiang Zhiqing, whose eyes flickered and didn't know what he was thinking. He smiled slightly, said "we'll see", opened the door and walked out.
"Second brother, second brother, you have high blood pressure, don't be angry, the child is stubborn and ignorant, just leave him alone for a few days and he will be fine."
Jiang Zhiqing quickly stepped forward to express concern.
Huh~huh~huh~
Jiang Zhihua took several long breaths to suppress the anger in his heart, sat back on the chair, and cursed in a low voice, "Asshole, it's all because of his mother."
On the other side, Lin Yue came out of the conference room, ignored the employees in the work hall who secretly looked at him, turned right, and entered the president's office.
The signature pen, the photo with Gan Jing, the water bottle, the cologne... He didn't take any of these things, but took out the Woods Masters Limited Edition putter that was placed in the golf club bag in the corner.
Dong Dong Dong~
There was a knock on the door behind me.
Lin Yue looked back and saw Qiao Qian standing there pretending to be calm.
"Mr. Jiang, are you looking for me?"
"Don't call me this title after today." Lin Yue said with a smile: "But there is a saying that is right, if the power is not used, it will become invalid after it expires. What do you think...what should I do?"
"This, Mr. Jiang..."
Lin Yue didn't let her finish her sentence: "Please pack your personal belongings and go to the human resources department to complete the procedures."
"Mr. Jiang!" Qiao Qian's voice rose several times, and secretary Zhou Ang, who was behind the desk outside, looked over with a puzzled expression.
Lin Yue carried the golf club and walked out: "There is a saying that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Look, you have learned another trick. I think you won't make this kind of mistake again in the future."
Qiao Qian: "Mr. Jiang..."
Lin Yue walked away without stopping, without giving her a chance to defend herself.
…
the next day.
The sky is clear and the autumn wind is blowing.
Hunan Road welcomes fallen leaves all over the ground. Occasionally, vehicles pass by, rolling up a golden leaf.
Peng Jiahe was sitting on the sofa in the living room, slapping the toner from Gan Jing on his face and scrolling through Weibo.
"Excuse me, off topic, Jiang Group issued an important announcement this morning. Jiang Haokun resigned as president of the group due to personal reasons."
"real or fake?"
"Jiang's Group? That home decoration company with a market value of nearly 10 billion? I remember that the president of this group was quite young. When I was in college, the sister who slept next to him even dreamed of marrying him and becoming the wife of a wealthy family."
"Didn't you say that the Jiang Group's development momentum is very good? Why did the president suddenly change?"
"Who knows, I only heard that in order to stabilize the company's stock price, Jiang Zhihua, who has retired for several years, has come back to work."
"It's interesting, veterans are taking action? But can veterans really keep pace with the times and seize market opportunities?"
"..."
Before finishing the message, Peng Jiahe slapped the table and jumped up from the sofa.
"Haha, you deserve it! You deserve it! That's great, I'm so happy!"
(End of chapter)
