160 Alone, very free and ruthless
160 Alone, very free and ruthless
hang up the phone
Shang Zehua took a puff of cigarette and wiped his face with some sorrow.
In front of him was all sorts of information about Yu Xian.
This little girl did so many things quietly.
He picked up the document. He didn't understand financial matters, but he understood what he needed to understand.
As the largest partner of Bauhinia Capital, it has settled in Hong Kong and become one of the leading private capital investment companies in China. In the third month since the start of its second phase of fundraising of RMB 150 billion, 50% of the funds have been raised.
Shang Zehua turned the page with a cigarette in his hand and let out a breath.
There was a knock on the door.
"Enter."
Mrs. Shang walked closer and saw her husband holding the documents with a frown on his face.
"How about it."
"not so good."
Madam Shang breathed a sigh of relief. The two of them were tens of thousands miles away from each other, and it was impossible to find anyone even if they wanted to.
What is this? You know it will be the end if you don't stop it, but you don't know where to start.
Madam Shang said solemnly, "Arrange an in-law for Shang Jin as soon as possible."
Shang Zehua put the documents aside and said, "If you can force him to be the groom, that's fine."
"If Shang Jin had considered Shang Jia a little, he would have understood that he should marry and not have any feelings for Yu Xian."
"But he didn't."
Irrational stuff.
Marriage is the most direct way to bundle interests. The sharing of power resources can be implemented through younger in-laws with a reasonable excuse. Everyone should accept that they have to sacrifice their marriage for the benefit of the family and choose more valuable in-laws to maximize their interests.
He didn't expect Shang Jin to do this to him halfway.
Mrs. Shang: "My father also knows about it. He thinks that the person above doesn't want to see the Shang family join forces with other powerful companies."
Shang Zehua didn't say anything, just smoked.
"These are nothing, Shang Jin is the key."
Shang Jin is not a playboy. As someone who has grown up with the family's bonus, he knows what the bottom line is. He can have fun, but he has to listen to his family on important matters.
But Shang Jin did not rely entirely on business. He devoted half of his life to the army just to get rid of the suspicion of being a ghost soldier.
He is now an officer in the Central Military Region with many military merits, high ranks and good connections. The only thing preventing him from rising to the top is his age. If you want to treat him as a puppet, you must be prepared for him to pull you down.
Now there is no better way than to hope that Shang Jin will come to his senses and give up.
Mrs. Shang also understood this truth. "How could this happen? He had to do this. Is he confused?"
Mrs. Shang sighed.
Mrs. Shang Xie Jing became angrier the more she thought about it, "Then let's start with Yu Xian."
Shang Zehua said nothing. "Yu Xian is abroad. You took the initiative to find her. What did you say?"
You say they don’t know how to educate their children and can’t control them, so they have to let you suffer?
Shang Zehua couldn't afford to lose this man! Now he couldn't advance or retreat.
Beating and scolding his own son would not solve the problem. If he threatened Shang Jin through Yu Xian, the final result would be contrary to their goal and out of control.
Mrs. Shang was a little anxious, "I can't let others stab me in the back. We can't compromise on such a big thing."
Shang Zehua coughed a few times and said, "Ask Yu Xian if she has anyone else she wants to marry. If she gets married, Shang Jin will give up."
Mrs. Shang sneered, "What if she wants to marry your son?"
Shang Zehua put out his cigarette, his emotions undetectable, serious and calm, "Let's talk about it later, let me think about it."
He no longer had his usual courage. Family and feelings were involved, like a tangled thread that could not be cut or tangled. Naturally, he had to untangle the threads bit by bit.
"Don't go looking for Yu Xian yet. Regardless of the fact that our son is on guard, just looking at Yu Xian, you can tell that she is not easy to deal with."
Without the burden of family, being alone, he is very free and ruthless.
"Didn't she sponsor a child?"
Mrs. Shang said.
Shang Zehua was not angry, but replied calmly: "Don't destroy the Shang family tradition for the sake of Shang Jin."
Mrs. Shang sneered, "I would rather be the bad guy than let my son do something ridiculous and ruin his life."
She stopped talking and turned away.
Shang Jin hung up the phone and looked at Yu Xian’s missed call... He didn’t call back.
He called Wang Yue instead, "Watch my mother. If she wants to go find the Qi family, she must report to me first."
"Yes."
"But sometimes we can't find out the movements of the chief's wife."
"That's something you should consider." Shang Jin hung up the phone, got up and went out.
It was late at night outside the door and all the soldiers except those on duty were asleep.
He put on his coat and looked at the stars in the sky. It was daytime abroad but it was night here, and they couldn't even share the starry sky.
Ah Xian, isn't it time for you to come back, even if it's just to Hong Kong City?
It seemed as if the touch of Yu Xian's cheek was still lingering in his hands. In his life, he had almost never been emotionally touched, and everything was under his control.
He knew what his parents liked him to do, and he also knew what to do to benefit himself. The only thing he had missed was Yu Xian.
There are good and bad things. The bad thing is that you know it is wrong but still do it and you have to pay a price and lose some interests.
The good thing is that he finally acts like a man, not a cold-blooded animal who only cares about fighting in the hail of bullets, but a normal person who also has a soft heart. The emotional energy that Yu Xian brings to him, whether good or bad, sweet or sour, is better than the benefits brought by the marriage, and that is enough.
He put out his cigarette, his leather boots made a dull sound as they stepped on the ground, and his burly figure disappeared into the night...
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