Chapter 228 : Hostility

Other shareholders echoed, "Yes, honghua is our favorite company, and the artists' income is higher than before. After all, the internet is doing well, and the copyright on the website is outrageously high. But with all this fuss, all the little fresh meat and little flowers that have expired are gone!"

"Yes, if this continues, I'm afraid there won't be any profit of 50 million yuan, right?"

"Yes, look at chang han and his group of fresh meat. Although you don't like them, they are small flow students! When they leave like this, how can there be any powerful actors in the company? I'm afraid not even a single strand of their hair can be compared to them, let alone a book with any meaning!"

All the shareholders stood up against Ji Hong, and one of them mocked him. "When Ah Hong and Han Xiao were around, our annual dividends were multiplied several times, but when you came back... You have to honestly admit that you just can't compare to your son!"

"Your decision to kick him out of the company was a failure!"

Ji Hong looked at the angry red faces, his body and hands trembling with anger. "You... Are good! You guys are so good, it's up to you this time! You can choose whichever you like! I will wait and see how much money you can make from this decision!"

Ji Hong said, slamming the table and slamming the door angrily.

The shareholders looked at each other with a sneer in their eyes.

How could they not know who ji hong was? In the past, when the company was built, Ji Hong was in the right place at the right time, so he made the company worth ten million.

However, after Ji Hong married Lv Feixia, his vision suddenly changed a lot. Perhaps he was too old to keep up with the new era, so he interfered with so many projects, causing the company to fail.

When Ji Hong returned to his office, he couldn't vent his anger and shame. He had no time to read the documents. After closing the door heavily, he walked aimlessly on the street.

It was the last day, and there would be no work tomorrow, but Ji Hong was not as happy as before.

I remember the past... When a big family and a small family spent the new year together, although his dead wife was gone, the feeling of reunion made him feel very calm.

Now, although there was a wife and a daughter in the family, however... The wife who loved money, the stupid daughter, could not bring him joy and satisfaction.

"Is my life really over?" Ji Hong's heart was filled with such an idea.

He was startled. When he regained his senses, he realized that a cold sweat was oozing from his forehead.

"Siyan, you like this. Come on, buy a happy balloon!" A familiar voice sounded in front of him, and Ji Hong's face froze slightly. When he looked up, he saw Qiao Ran pushing little siyan to stop in front and buying a balloon for his little daughter.

Today was the last day. Qiao Ran and ji hanxiao took the children out for a walk.

There were not many people on the street, because most of the workers had gone home for the new year, so the street was quite deserted, but there were still people doing business.

Siyan kept staring at the balloon, so Qiao Ran bought a festive balloon and tied it to the cart.

Siyan's eyes were fixed on the balloon, and every now and then he let out a laugh or two.

When Qiao Ran saw this, he couldn't help but smile.

Ji Hanxiao pushed Xiaoyanzhe, Li sister-in-law pushed Xiaoyangfan, and saw the two children staring at the swaying balloon, and bought one for each of them.

The children's eyes widened as they looked at the novelty.

Qiao Ran usually buys balloons for his children, but every time he sees different balloons, his eyes follow.

"Old sir..." Li sister-in-law was the first to shout when he saw Ji Hong standing still in front of him.

Ji Hong's eyes fell on Xiaoyanzhe's smiling face.

The child giggled and waved his hands as if he wanted to catch the swaying balloon in the sky. His big eyes were filled with excitement and joy.

Ji hong stood there calmly, his eyes full of complicated expressions. The demented daughter of the family had never had a nimble look in her eyes. Even a smile or two happened by chance, and it was still a silly smile...

Looking at the happy family of four, Ji Hong's face was burning and he was about to turn around when Ji Hanxiao said, "Dad, is your company on holiday?"

Ji Hong's mouth twitched. "Yeah, let it go."

"It's so early. It seems that the group is not too busy right now." Ji hanxiao said softly, "Unlike when I was here, I worked until the new year's eve every year."

Qiao Ran's face was black. Did Ji Hanxiao have to lie like this? When he was there, after he reconciled with her, he spent most of the night at home with her.

Ji Hong's face was naturally very ugly. He glanced at the other two grandchildren and saw that they were much paler, chubby and cute than they were two months ago.

There was a glimmer of gloom in his eyes. If only meiyu was so cute...

"Hmph, capable people don't leave things for tomorrow!" Ji hong smiled coldly, turned around and left, but his back was a little embarrassed.

Ji Hanxiao shook his head. "He's too old to be so pushy. He's really a failure!"

Qiao Ran sighed softly. "He was trapped in love and became like that. He will regret it in the future."

"I think he's regretting it now." Ji Hanxiao sneered and said unhappily.

If Ji Hong didn't regret it, he would have mocked Qiao Ran instead of running away.

Qiao Ran shook his head. "Your father is really... Wise and muddle-headed. I hope he can reflect on himself!"

After buying balloons for the children, he wheeled them around the pedestrian street.

The atmosphere of nian permeated everywhere. Although there were few people on the pedestrian street, it was beautifully decorated.

Even Xiaoyangfan, who had never liked to smile, gave a faint smile.

Xiaoyanzhe and Siyan giggled even more excitedly. The weather was a little warm, and the three children's faces were pink. Qiao Ran and Ji Hanxiao looked at each other, and happiness filled their brows.

"Hehe, Mr. Ji, Miss Qiao, what a coincidence!" A cynical voice sounded ahead.

Qiao Ran raised his head and raised his eyebrows when he saw those slightly evil eyes.

"Mr. Yan, what a coincidence."

This man, Yan Zecheng, was leaning against a tree in front of him with a defiant smile on his face.

"Mr. Yan is so free to come shopping," ji hanxiao did not like this man, but looking at his meaningful eyes, he could not help but frown.

Ever since this Yan Zecheng became the president of the yan group, he has been at odds with the ji group everywhere.

Ji Hanxiao could not remember when he had a conflict with yan shi. Even if he wanted to steal the project, it was a commercial competition, and it was normal. Most people would hide their hostility to their business rivals, but this Yan Zecheng, today, showed his hostility without any concealment.