Before the Spring Festival, the biggest news in the financial section was the restructuring and re listing of Huanyu Group, which even caused a heated discussion in the entertainment section.
Ling Han has become the man of President Gu of Haiyan media in Lanjiang city. It's well known that Gu's son-in-law is a good job that people want to do. After all, it's good to rely on a big tree to enjoy the cool. What's more, Gu's daughter-in-law is beautiful and moving. He's a man who wants to move.
Originally, I thought that Huanyu Group was finished in the hands of Linghan's third uncle, and it would be over if it sold at a low price and merged with other enterprises. Who can imagine that once the news of Huanyu Group's comeback and re listing came out overnight, Lanjiang city would explode.
It's no problem if the Gu family is willing to support their master son-in-law. But the affair of Su Nanxing's cheating has not been thoroughly digested in people's hearts. They think Ling Han is about to be driven out of the house by the Gu family, so they make such a fuss.
The first thing Ling Han did after he returned to Huanyu was the restructuring of the group. The large-scale return of equity completely left the real power of the whole group in his own hands. Later, Huanyu directly recovered the shares at a high price, distributed them to the internal senior management, and invited the elders who did not act.
The original employees returned one after another, only selected the elites to stay, and eliminated a group of rice insects who had been corrupting in the interior relying on nepotism. They quickly established a long-term overseas cooperative relationship with two of the world's top ten media companies.
One week after listing, the shares of Huanyu Group rose several times.
Those who don't look up to Ling Han and sneer at all kinds of cocktail parties are all silly.
On the Internet, there is also a lot of discussion about Ling Han's means of attacking his uncle,
"So many old people have been invited out, leaving Wen Bo and his son alone. Ling Han is still soft hearted."
"Come on, haven't you heard that Wenbo has been assigned to the African branch by Linghan?"
"Africa?"
"No, it's malaria."
“……”
Ling Han did transfer Wenbo to the African branch, but the day before he started, the old man had a heart attack and was sent directly to the emergency room. In the hospital, he was rescued all night before he came out.
When he came out, he took Linghan and cried,
"Ah Han, it's my uncle. I'm sorry. My uncle has no face to see you. If it wasn't for my illness, I would have gone to Africa. I'll never come back in my life."
Ling Han took out his arm and stood on the edge of the hospital bed, looking cold as if he was looking at a stranger,
"Since my uncle is so sick, I don't have to go all the way to that place. My mother would blame me if she saw him in the sky."
Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he said, "I've already sent my cousin. He's young and strong. He can stay in Africa for more than ten years. It's really more suitable than you used to."
"You..."
Wenbo almost didn't come up in a breath, so he went straight to the emergency room.
Coming out of the ward, ye Huanyan's phone calls Linghan's mobile phone, and the voice on the other end of the phone is a little worried,
"What did the hospital say? What a heart attack? "
Ling Leng laughs, "it may not be true before, but now it's probably true."
"Why, what have you done?"
"I sent Wen Siyuan to Africa."
Smell speech, phone that end Leng for a second, immediately puff hiss a smile, "you tell this matter son Wen Bo, he can't lung burst?"? But it's just such a baby son. "
"It's really distressing. I'll get up quickly and change Wen Siyuan back. I don't have any opinions."
To say that he loves his son, Wenbo really loves him, but he doesn't necessarily love his son. In Wenbo's eyes, the most important thing is his money. If the money is too much, he still talks about his son.
"Since there's nothing wrong, come back for dinner that evening. Lingkai said that he had something to announce."
"With the fourth sister?"
"I guess so," ye Huanyan coughed on the other end of the phone, "but does it need to be announced? Don't you all know? "
But Ling Han didn't care what Ling Kai was going to announce. Instead, he was attracted by the accidental cough on the phone,
"You have a cold?"
"No," ye Huanyan cleared her throat,
"It's just a little itchy in the throat. I guess the air is not good."
Hearing this, Ling Han looks down at his wrist. At 3:30 p.m., one and a half hours before ye Huanyan's company leaves work, he leaves the hospital. He goes directly to the nearby pharmacy to buy medicine, and then goes straight to Haiyan media.
See Gu Chi led Ling Han into the office, ye Huanyan Leng Leng, immediately recalled a smile.
"Why? Don't you mean to go straight home and wait for me? I have something to deal with here
"It's OK. You're busy. Drink this."
A bottle of Qingfei loquat cream was placed in front of Ye Huanyan from Linghan's big clean hand. The dark brown glass bottle was shining brightly under the light.
Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed a little touched, mouth said no big thing, but the heart is as sweet as honey. In the afternoon, after the last wave of publicity work meeting about films during the Spring Festival, ye Huanyan came out of the meeting room in a hurry. After drinking loquat cream, her voice became much clearer. Ling Han was waiting for her in the office. When she came back to put down her things, she walked out of the building side by side. It's just sunset outside the group building. It's hard to get off work early. Before the sun sets in the west, the traffic jam in the downtown has begun. Ye Huanyan looks up at Ling Han and says, "it's blocked up again." Ling Han frowned, "in this case, I'm afraid it will take four or five hours to drive home." Ye Huanyan looked at the subway sign at the corner of the diagonal street. Suddenly, there was a cunning look in her eyes. "In fact, you can also take the subway. Crowded people go faster than crowded cars." Ling Han is tiny a Leng, "subway?"“ No? Young master Ye Huanyan joked“ That's fine She didn't expect that Ling Han would agree, and she agreed so readily. During the rush hour, the subway is full of people. After the first bus goes twice, ye Huanyan and Ling Han can't get on. Until the third bus, ye Huanyan pulls Ling Han onto the bus and gets stuck in the door. When I looked up, I saw Ling Han's face. Ye Huanyan stretched her face, barely holding back the laughter. She put her face on his chest and asked, "Hey, didn't you promise to take the subway?" Ling Han's face is even more blue. His impression of taking the subway is almost zero. He probably remembers that he took the subway once a few years ago, and he was with ye Huanyan. At that time, it was not the rush hour. The subway was just spacious, at least not now. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.