Deliberately attack

Xun Lang sat down, leaned back slightly, and asked a seemingly unrelated question.

"Dad, what do you think power is?"

Ji Nanyun has been exercising power all his life, but he has never thought deeply about this issue, because he was born with power.

Born in a famous family and married into a famous family, his authority continued to expand, he could even surpass anyone, but he never thought about where the power came from and where it would go.

He said, "I want to hear from you, future Kee leader."

The first real heart-to-heart talk between father and son happened in such a situation, and many people were a little bit embarrassed.

"What is power? In my eyes, power is the ability to see anyone's secrets without permission."

"As long as this person has a secret, he has no power and cannot go anywhere."

Ji Nanyun sneered: "So, you controlled the royalists because you collected information about them?"

"Yes." Xun Lang's eyes were clear, "You taught me this, spy on them and control them."

"I taught you?!" Ji Nanyun was annoyed: "When did I spy on you?!"

"No?" Xun Lang pushed the white envelope forward, "Then what is this?"

Ji Nanyun took it and poured out the small things in the envelope, two black electronic components rolled out.

It's a bug.

"This...how did you find out?"

Xun Lang: "Tang Yili's father is divorced and has been pestered by paparazzi. Why did you hear the news so quickly?"

Ji Nanyun's eyes suddenly shrank, and the arrogance just now suddenly shrank.

"When I was an athlete, you collected my information everywhere and entered the Ji family. I never expected that you would let me go and give me freedom."

"It's just that I didn't expect that you not only installed bugs in my car, but also in Tang Yili's car."

Xun Lang clasped his hands and said softly, "So, I learned from you how I dealt with the royalists."

……

The news of Ji Nanyun's retirement was first copied and sent to all employees, and after the exposure of this internal email, it quickly occupied the financial page.

Ji's public relations department immediately became busy, media announcements, shareholder announcements, employee announcements, a series of three consecutive operations, to appease all parties.

In one day, the Ji family changed hands, which is well known throughout the country.

However, Xun Lang, who is temporarily acting as the executive chairman, is still at the senior manager level, and he will not be counted as taking office until the shareholders' meeting is held half a year later to be officially re-elected.

However, from the perspective of outsiders, the handover of father and son has been very smooth and smooth. The stock market has not been turbulent, the company has not laid off employees, and there are no problems. thrilling.

Chen Sheng remained in his original position, and when he was about to leave work, he took the sorted documents and handed them over to Xun Lang.

Those were all projects stopped by Ji Nanyun, including investing in Feng Tang Group.

Chen Sheng said: "Before, the evaluation of the board of directors was relatively objective, because Fontan's assets depreciate quickly and its profits are low, and it belongs to a company with a relatively low conversion rate in the traditional industry. There is a reason not to invest."

Xun Lang flipped through the documents, unconsciously thinking that this morning, in the hospital, Tang Yili instinctively resisted becoming a mother, which made his heart ache for no reason.

Conceiving their common child is a woman's greatest trust in a man.

Xun Lang asked himself, the love for Tang Yili has been devoted to everything, but why she still can't get her wholehearted trust.

Because of this, she said she loves him with only 99% purity, which is enough to move the world for ordinary people.

But in Xun Lang's cognition, the gap of 0.01 seconds is the difference between whether it is recorded in the annals of history or wiped out by everyone; the shareholding ratio of 0.01% is the key vote that determines life and death.

Therefore, the feelings Tang Yili entrusted to him can only be said to be flawed in quality.

Seeing that Xun Lang didn't say a word, Chen Sheng thought that he was talking too much, and just wanted to make up for it, he saw Xun Lang pick up a pen and sign his name at the end of the document.

He said indifferently: "Restart the project of investing in Fontan, first occupy a seat in their shareholders' meeting, and then increase the investment amount and increase the proportion of shares as appropriate."

Chen Sheng didn't dare to refute, and only asked, "What do you mean by discretion later?"

"Secretly."

Chen Sheng shivered and said, "Yes."

A few more people came in to report one after another. After listening, it was dark outside, the president's office was brightly lit, and two little secretaries were not off work. They were dedicated to serving the president. If the president did not leave, they could not leave work.

Xun Lang sat on the executive chair, tilted his head slightly, rolled his palms into fists, and rubbed his forehead hard.

After going through the whole day, I was extremely exhausted, even though I was an athlete, I felt a little unbearable at this moment, with a splitting headache.

With his eyes closed, Xun Lang rested for a while, when suddenly the phone rang.

Tang Yili called and asked him, "Would you like to come back for dinner? Sister Yu cooked a lot of dishes."

Xun Lang raised his wrist to look at his watch, it was almost eight o'clock in the evening, "Have you eaten yet?"

"Well. I want to wait for you to eat together."

Tang Yili's voice on the phone was muffled. Xun Lang remembered that when he came back from the hospital, Tang Yili spoke with a nasal voice, wondering if he had caught a cold.

"I'll go back right away. If you're hungry, eat first."

But Tang Yili insisted on waiting for him.

Xun Lang put away the documents on the table, picked up his coat, and went out.

There was a bit of a traffic jam during the evening rush hour, and the driver was stumbling. When he was two intersections away from home, he stopped at a red light again. Xun Lang turned his head and saw a pharmacy on the street.

Not sure if there was any cold medicine at home, Xun Lang told the driver to pull over and go down to buy some medicine.

When I got home, it was exactly a quarter past nine.

The sound of Xun Lang unlocking the door alarmed Tang Yili. She ran out of the bedroom and saw a tall figure bending over to change her slippers.

My heart suddenly warmed up.

Tang Yili walked over, took the white plastic bag in his hand, and took a look with his head.

"what is this?"

"Cold medicine, I hear you have a nasal sound when you speak, so prepare a little in advance to be prepared."

Tang Yili's heart warmed, and she put the medicine in the medicine box under the kitchen island.

Xun Lang didn't change his clothes. After washing his hands, he sat directly at the dining table. The temperature of the food was just right, it was reheated by Sister Yu before he left.

Tang Yili urged Xun Lang to eat quickly, Xun Lang held up his chopsticks and asked her, "Have you taken the medicine prescribed by the doctor?"

That is trauma medicine, smear type.

Tang Yili's face instantly became hot, he lowered his head to pick up a piece of fish, and muttered, "I applied it once, and it happened to be my period in the afternoon, so I guess I can't apply it again."

When the aunt left, the trauma was healed, and the medicine was prescribed for nothing. From this point of view, the battle to go to the hospital in the morning was a bit of a fuss, and it didn't have any practical effect.