Song Group.

Song Qingyou stood in front of the towering building, looking indifferent.

As soon as she stepped in, the front desk greeted her: "Ms. Song, the shareholders are all on the 32nd floor."

The receptionist was talking while observing the reaction of the daughter of the Song family. The incident in the Song family last night was on the hot search headlines this morning. No one expected that a woman who looked as weak as a dodder flower would be so aggressive.

ruthless.

He directly sent his brothers, sisters and father to prison. Now the Song family is afraid that things will really change.

She sighed in her heart and looked up to see Song Qingyou turning around and entering the direct elevator.

A colleague came over and asked in a low voice: "Ms. Song went in?"

"Yes." The receptionist replied in a low voice: "Maybe he will be our boss in the future."

The colleague shook his head: "It's not that simple. Do you think the shareholders on the board of directors of our group are so easy to deal with?"

"Ah? What do you mean?" The receptionist just came to the group not long ago and didn't know much about the company's situation: "Didn't Mr. Song and the others go in? Then the Song family can only hand it over to Miss Song."

"What are you thinking!" said a colleague: "If Mr. Song is still in office, then this group must belong to his granddaughter, but it has been many years since the old man passed away. Our Director Song has already changed the group's blood. Now eight

Among the shareholders, only two are the old man’s former confidants, and the other six are from the Song Party faction. It is easy for Ms. Song to join the group, but it is difficult to regain control of the group."

After a pause, she continued: "What's more, the public opinion is now fierce. People in the circle say that she is vicious and ungrateful. She can even attack her own father. Anyway, her reputation is very bad."

The receptionist said in surprise: "Isn't today just a Hongmen Banquet?"

"Alas! Don't worry about the affairs of these wealthy families. No matter how strong the wind is, it can't blow on us. As long as the Song family doesn't fall, we can still have a job to feed ourselves." A colleague patted the front desk's shoulder, and the two of them looked at each other.

I glanced at the slowly rising elevator and turned around.

The elevator beeped.

Song Qingyou walked out and said to Song Chang behind her: "Uncle Chang, has the audio been released?"

"Let it go." Song Chang said. He had already contacted the media on the way here.

While we were talking, we had already arrived at the conference room.

Song Qingyou slowly opened the door, glanced around everyone, walked straight to the main seat and sat down.

The group of people who were originally looking at each other with cold eyebrows suddenly couldn't sit still.

"Song Qingyou, that's the chairman's position, is that where you should sit?!"

Song Qingyou's expression did not change at all, and she narrowed her eyes casually: "Everyone is joking, this group was created by my grandfather's hard work. You are qualified to sit here because of the blessing of our Song family. As a member of the Song family, I sit here

What’s wrong here.”

Zhang Zhang immediately laughed and said sarcastically: "Miss Song, your grandfather has been dead for more than ten or twenty years. This Song family is no longer the Song family before. Let's just talk about shares."

Song Qingyou raised her hand gently, and Song Chang immediately handed over the document in her hand.

She opened it and threw it in the middle of the table, saying in an indifferent voice: "Want to discuss shares? That's okay."

Everyone looked at each other in confusion, stretched out their hands to take the document, and suddenly smiled after reading it: "Do you want to sit in the chairman's seat just for this 15% share? Miss Song, you should be more practical as a human being.

Okay, it’s not advisable to be wildly imaginative. But you young people are worthy of praise for your courage in imagining, but sometimes you have to combine it with reality, otherwise, it will easily become a joke."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a burst of ridicule.

Li Yan and Yang Fugang looked at each other with solemn eyebrows.

They were Mr. Song's most trusted right-hand men during his lifetime. When Mr. Song passed away, they each had important projects under development. At that time, they were all overseas. When Song Yuanda changed blood, the two of them hid. But over the years, the hands of

His real power has long been weakened by Song Yuan.

The two of them only accounted for 5% of the shares in the Song family, which was dwarfed by other directors.

Yang Fugang said: "The Song Group originally belonged to the Song family. Now that the Song family is the only one left, Miss Song, it is natural for her to take the chairman's seat."

Li Yan followed up and said: "I agree with Mr. Yang's point of view."

He opened his mouth and sneered: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Li, don't be ridiculous. Do you think we are playing house? She can sit down if she wants. Her shareholding is only the same as Mr. Qin's. According to the company's regulations, when the chairman cannot take office,

The selection of the acting chairman needs to be voted on. Since Miss Song has the same number of shares as Mr. Qin, why not let us vote."

Yang Fugang and Li Yan remained calm and silent.

Who doesn't know that if they vote, all these people will vote for Qin Tian.

Qin Tian himself, on the other hand, was just drinking tea slowly and seemed to have no feeling at all about Song Qingyou's arrival.

"It would be better for Miss Song to resolve the public opinion outside first and then talk to us," Qin Tian said.

Song Qingyou's tone was gentle, and the ethereal tone had the texture of cold jade: "I don't have to worry about this, Mr. Qin has already solved it."

Qin Tian frowned. The assistant on the side didn't know what he had turned to. He immediately leaned closer and whispered: "Miss Song uploaded a recording of Director Song's domestic violence."

After saying that, he handed the mobile phone to Qin Tian.

"——Are you going to lock me up and beat me up like you did when you were a kid?"

"——Song Yuan, do you feel any guilt towards my mother all these years?"

Then came Song Yuan's voice.

"——Song Ning? She is just a stepping stone for me to climb to a high position. She is just a woman. What will happen to me when I become the president of the Song Group? She actually wants to be single-minded. If your mother is obedient, she will

That damn old man's property was defrauded, so maybe I can pretend for two more years, but it's a pity that she's different from you, she's a loser who doesn't listen to advice."

"Crack!"

It was the sound of a whip hitting the flesh.

The assistant whispered: "Mr. Qin, public opinion has completely reversed now. Not only are netizens overwhelmingly supporting Song Qingyou, but even the famous investor Buffel retweeted this audio on his personal Twitter."

Qin Tian's face became unsightly, and he narrowed his eyes and said: "Miss Song is indeed the only real daughter of the Song family. Once she takes action, it will be different. She has already planned how to deal with the public opinion from the outside world."

"Mr. Qin is so complimentary." Song Qingyou glanced at the crowd and smiled slightly: "Song's capital chain has been broken. It can survive for a week at most. After one week, the funds will not be in place. All factories will stop production and face the problem of being unable to ship goods.

The risk is that you may go bankrupt at any time. You are all directors of the group, so don’t pretend to be here.”

She broke through the Song family's current situation with one word.

The previously sarcastic directors suddenly turned cold.

They had discussed it with Qin Tian before they came, pretending to ask Song Qingyou to give an explanation, but in fact they forced her to buy their equity at a high price, so that they could escape unscathed.

Unexpectedly, the play had just started and she stopped it.

This will make your face look ugly.

Qin Tian put the tea cup aside and looked at Song Qingyou: "If you want to take back control of the Song family, you can buy it with money. As long as you can afford the money, we can sell you the equity in our hands at any time. Song

Of course, the name is not as significant to us as it is to Miss Song. This is your grandpa's company, and Miss Song probably doesn't want the industry created by her grandpa to be destroyed in her own hands."

Song Qingyou's eyes narrowed slightly, and her fingertips turned slightly white.
Chapter completed!