He Qianshan's words were like a slap in the face, hitting Song Jiancheng hard.
Veins bulged on Song Jiancheng's forehead. He glared at He Qianshan with a fierce look in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour him alive.
Why! Why could he never defeat He Qianshan and his father?
His elder brother, Song Jianyu, had always been the exemplary child others envied since childhood and was more favored by their parents. Out of love for their eldest son, they also doted on his wife and son. They had even said more than once that they would let their eldest grandson take over the Song Group in the future.
As for him, not only was he inferior to his elder brother, but even his wife was not as virtuous as his sister - in - law. She only knew how to play cards and go shopping all day long and paid no attention to their son and daughter, which made their daughter spoiled and their son lazy.
Their parents were extremely disappointed with their family. Apart from giving the two children living expenses on a daily basis, they simply ignored them. Instead, they took their eldest grandson with them and taught him personally.
Seeing that his "two characters" were "wasted", he had no choice but to take a desperate risk. He hired someone to kidnap his eight - year - old nephew and abandon him in a remote mountainous area in the northwest.
He thought he could live in peace from then on, but unexpectedly, He Qianshan returned ten years later as an adult.
Although his father, elder brother, and sister - in - law had passed away one after another by then, the power of the company was in the hands of his mother.
Although his mother was eager to make up for He Qianshan, she was not at ease handing the company over to a country bumpkin who knew nothing.
In those two years, his mother was in poor health and had intended to hand the company over to him.
But not long before the leadership change, his good - for - nothing son, Song Yaozu, had a drunk - driving accident, killing three people and then fleeing the scene. This caused a great stir in society, and even the Song Group was pushed to the forefront of public opinion.
At that time, he was at a loss and, in a moment of panic, begged his mother to save Song Yaozu.
At that time, He Qianshan was standing beside his disappointed mother, looking at him coldly and asking, "Uncle, do you want your son or the Song Group? Make a serious decision."
Before he could answer, He Qianshan suddenly stepped forward.
The twenty - year - old young man was already half a head taller than him, and there was a hint of condescension in his words.
"But you have to think it through. The law has long arms. You can protect your younger brother for a while, but not for a lifetime. Sooner or later, he will have to pay for his crimes."
He paused for a moment, and his tone was as cold as ice, making people shiver.
"However, the Song Group only has this one chance. It is now at the forefront of public opinion. If it is not handled properly and its reputation collapses, the decades - long foundation of the Song family will be completely destroyed."
It was the first time he saw such a fierce look in a young man's eyes. It was like a venomous snake with fangs, spitting its scarlet forked tongue and staring at him, always waiting for an opportunity to pounce on him and bite his neck.
He moved his lips a few times but didn't know how to answer. Finally, his mother made the choice for him: "Save the Song family!"
In the end, it was He Qianshan who turned the tide. He quickly and neatly handled all the matters.
He first assisted the police in catching Song Yaozu, then made his father apologize publicly in the media, and finally donated 50 million yuan to calm public anger.
After that, his mother handed the entire group over to He Qianshan to manage and forbade him to participate in the company's operations.
Thinking of his son who had suffered seven years in prison at the age of only twenty, Song Jiancheng regretted that he had been soft - hearted and hadn't killed He Qianshan back then.
"Don't be so arrogant!" He glared at He Qianshan hatefully, and a hint of venomous hatred flashed in his eyes. "The shareholders want to see you."
After saying that, Song Jiancheng turned around and walked away arrogantly. His back seemed to carry a whiff of blood and thunder.
He Qianshan rubbed his temples and then walked towards the meeting room.
Fu Heng blocked the office door. When he saw He Qianshan coming out, he quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Boss, I just heard General Manager Xu and the others in the bathroom say that General Manager Zhou of Qisheng is Mrs. Song's primary - school classmate. No wonder he suddenly doesn't want to cooperate with us. It must be General Manager Song who is behind this."
He Qianshan waved his hand, indicating that he already knew.
"Then don't go." Seeing that He Qianshan was about to walk into the meeting room, Fu Heng grabbed his arm. "This is a Hongmen Banquet. I'm afraid you'll go in as General Manager He and come out as little He."
He Qianshan lowered his eyes and looked at his arm that was being grabbed.
The meaning in his eyes was obvious, so Fu Heng had no choice but to let go obediently.
He Qianshan walked towards the meeting room without looking back. Fu Heng couldn't persuade him, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and follow.
In case the boss was beaten up later, he could at least take a hit for him.
Sure enough, just as Fu Heng had expected, the shareholders, instigated by Song Jiancheng, came to He Qianshan to settle the score.
"General Manager He, what's going on? Qisheng is our largest raw - material supplier. Now that they don't want to cooperate with us anymore, what about our perfume for the next quarter?"
"General Manager He, if you're not capable enough, you'd better step down and let someone more capable take your place."
"That's right, that's right!"
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He Qianshan listened to everyone's angry accusations with a smile. Then he took out a document from his briefcase, threw it on the table, and handed a USB flash drive to Fu Heng, signaling him to project it on the screen.
"Everyone, don't be in a hurry. Take a look at this first."
What was projected on the screen was a strategic cooperation agreement between the company and Wanle Park, which had already been signed and stamped.
Wanle Park was a newly - established flower - planting estate in the past two years. It had cooperated with many domestic enterprises that used flowers as raw materials and was also the biggest competitor to Qisheng Rose Garden.
However, the boss of Wanle Park had a strange personality and only cooperated with people he liked. The Song Group had once extended an olive branch to them but was rejected.
Now, no one knew why they were willing to cooperate.
Some shareholders objected: "We've been cooperating with Qisheng for so many years, and consumers also recognize Qisheng's raw materials. Suddenly changing partners will definitely affect sales."
He Qianshan leaned back in his chair and said slowly, "Our original partner can no longer be used."
He winked at Fu Heng, and Fu Heng continued to scroll down. What followed were negative news materials about Qisheng.
First, there was a video in which Zhou Tongsheng was hugging and cuddling a young woman on the street.
Normally, such a scandal wouldn't be a big deal, but Qisheng had always been selling the sentiment of the boss and his wife starting a business together and walking hand in hand. Once this news was released, Qisheng's reputation would surely decline rapidly.
Next was a test report, which showed that the roses from Qisheng had exceeded the standard for pesticide residues.
Song Jiancheng's face turned green: "These are all internal materials. Where did you get them?"
When Zhou Tongsheng suddenly raised the price, He Qianshan had suspected something was wrong. He had someone investigate, and then these things were discovered.
He Qianshan still smiled: "You don't need to know where I got them. All you need to know is that once the news of the cooperation between the Song Group and Wanle Park is announced tomorrow, the era of Qisheng will be over."
Song Jiancheng's face turned pale, then red, then green, and finally he slumped weakly in his chair.
Although the face of the young girl in the video was not clear, he knew who she was. It was his daughter, Song Feifei.
At that time, after he found out that Zhou Tongsheng and Song Feifei were together, he had used this as a handle to threaten Zhou Tongsheng to do his bidding. He never thought that in the end, he would be outmaneuvered by He Qianshan.
Seeing Song Jiancheng's reaction, He Qianshan pretended not to notice anything and put away his smile, saying, "Since everyone is here today, let's discuss the matter of issuing additional shares. As the major shareholder of the company, I have the preemptive right to subscribe. I'm entitled to take 51% of the additional shares."
He was going to dilute everyone's shares.
Seeing that Song Jiancheng was doomed, the shareholders quickly changed their expressions and put on smiles: "General Manager He, why did you suddenly think of issuing additional shares? Is the company short of money recently? I have some spare money. You can use it for turnover first."
Others quickly echoed: "I have some too, I have some too."
"I'm not short of money." He Qianshan refused expressionlessly. "Didn't you all say that the risk was too great? I've found someone to share the risk for you, but now you're not happy?"
Everyone said in unison: "We're not afraid, we're not afraid."
To be honest, apart from his annoying way of speaking, He Qianshan was very capable at work. The company was operating very well, and everyone had made a fortune over the years. Naturally, they didn't want anyone to share a piece of the pie.
The corner of He Qianshan's mouth curled up, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Then everyone had better be well - behaved in the future and stop causing trouble. Otherwise, next time I won't be so easy to talk to."
He waved his hand gently, as if brushing away the dust on his body, and said, "Everyone can leave now!"
Fu Heng witnessed his boss subduing the enemy without a fight and was extremely impressed.
"So you never intended to cooperate with General Manager Zhou from the very beginning. You pretended to negotiate with him on the surface, but actually you were just creating a smokescreen for everyone."
He couldn't help but click his tongue twice: "If you can't have it, you'll destroy it. Boss, this move of yours is really brilliant."
He Qianshan was headache - stricken by his flattery. Just as he was about to interrupt him, the sound of a text message notification rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Wu Pengpeng: "Yanshen, what are you doing?"
When He Qianshan saw her message, he felt as if the suffocating air in his chest had suddenly dissipated. He replied with a smile: "Working overtime."
Wu Pengpeng sent a hugging emoji, and then another text message: "Don't work so hard. I'll support you from now on!"