Chapter 1099

Lao Yang's face sank, sneered, and the corners of his mouth trembled. He stretched out his hand to support his body and sat up from the bed. Maybe he got up in a hurry, and suddenly he coughed violently. The housekeeper quickly went to the bedside, reached out his hand and patted him on the back gently. With the other hand, he handed over the tea and said, "drink it. It's not a good day. It will take a few days to get rid of the cold."

After the cough subsided, Lao Yang's complexion was still not good. In recent days, there was a big decline in popularity, and he had not experienced such a fierce personnel decline for many years. The collective resignation of the deputy managers made Lao Yang a veteran too busy. He didn't sleep well for several days, and his face was a little pale.

"30% of the shares dare to come to my house? When I am something Lao Yang snorted and pointed to the hanger. The housekeeper quickly put on the woolen coat and said, "tell him to wait and bring me the soup. I'll have a soup."

Lao Yang has been busy all his life. What's the picture?

Two words: Confucian businessman.

It's a Confucian businessman, not a declining businessman who was swallowed up by others.

Stand up again, but still souring. He has been a scholar all his life. When he was high, he was said to be a scholar Yang Caizi. Now the sun is falling.

Even if the sun goes down, he also wants face, what about 30% of the shares? He and Yang Yang Peng share more than 60% of their stock. How the company will move in the future has the final say of Lao Yang's family.

"Yes." The housekeeper understood Lao Yang's meaning and drank the soup slowly first. As for Gao Leng, let him wait first.

"Mr. Gao, welcome." The housekeeper went to the reception hall and bent over Gao Leng with a smile: "just a moment, Mr. Yang is still drinking soup."

Gao Leng lightly smiles, and the party sits down on the sofa in the reception hall. The housekeeper bends down and says, "whatever you want." Then he backed out.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Lao Diao frowned and said, "even if you don't pour a glass of water, Lao Yang is very small."

"That's right. Is there such a hospitality?" The fat man felt embarrassed and agreed. The other people who came along were very capable in suits. One of them looked very stable in his early 40s. It was not easy for people who were not from Xingsheng magazine to speak, but his face was not good.

It's a closed door policy.

"It doesn't matter. To Mr. Yang, we are not guests." Gao Leng didn't think so. He laughed and stood up: "the house is well decorated. Is that the painting authentic? Mr. Liao, do you know calligraphy and painting

The middle-aged man named general manager Liao stood up and went to Gao Leng's side. They talked about painting with each other.

Twenty minutes later, Lao Yang still didn't come out.

At this time, Gao Leng's face is not very good, people don't come out, and tea is not served. It seems that waiting like this is not a good way.

"Boss, I think we've made it clear to his housekeeper. There's no need to shut the door on him." Fat man's voice did not deliberately lower, but raised high, as if deliberately to say to the people of Yang's house.

Gao Leng stares at the fat man, and he quickly closes his mouth.

"You have to forgive and forgive." Gao Leng patted the fat man on the shoulder and pointed to the sofa: "sit down. Lao Yang is the elder. I am the younger generation. The younger generation should wait for the elder."

"Cut, what posterity elder, winner for king, loser for Kou." The fat man obviously didn't agree and muttered, but although he muttered so much, he still obediently went to the sofa and sat down again, only with his head tilted and his heart blocked.

Lao Diao didn't speak any more. He just sat quietly. The living room didn't even have an ashtray. He was addicted to smoking for a long time. He would crush the pack of cigarettes in his hand.

"Mr. Gao, you are giving Lao Yang enough face." Liao is always a wise man and gives a thumbs up: "it's really rare to have your heart after winning."

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"Mr. Gao, they are waiting in the reception hall." The housekeeper tidied up the delicious soup bowl and said.

"Read the newspaper." Lao Yang took the newspaper and read: "did you pour them tea?"

"Not yet." The housekeeper pursed his mouth and laughed: "I didn't take the ashtray. I think a few of them are addicted to cigarettes. They don't look very good."

"Look at you." Lao Yang seemed to complain, but he was very happy and said, "at least give someone a cup of tea. It's been half an hour." Then he looked at the yard and pointed, "I'll read the newspaper in the yard. Don't let them disturb me."

"Look, boss." Fat man anger can't tell, pointing to across the French window in the yard, saw Lao Yang cross two legs, holding a newspaper sitting in the yard, very comfortable.

"It's a little too much." Mr. Liao, an outsider, can't help talking.

"What to do, boss." Lao Diao held back his anger and asked.

Gao Leng turns his head and looks at Lao Yang reading in the yard. He smiles: "wait another half an hour." With that, he looked at the housekeeper meaningfully. I've given you enough face, but there's a time limit for pretending.

"Will he meet us?" Asked the old crane.

"Yes, it will." Gao Leng is very determined: "otherwise, he can see off the guests directly. There's no need to run to the yard to read the newspaper in winter, and he doesn't feel cold. It's just trying to save face. He's an elder, and I should give him face as a younger generation. ""Hum, everyone in the circle knows that he is the loser. What face is there?" The fat man snorted.

"Because of this, I must give him this face." Gao Leng reached out and patted the fat man on the shoulder again: "I promised president LV that I would not be too cruel."

At a certain level, it's not who has strong ability, but who has broad mind.

Sure enough, twenty-five minutes later, there was a sound of walking in the reception hall. Looking at it, Lao Yang still came. Although he came out in his pajamas and a woollen coat, he didn't care about it, but he came after all.

"President Yang." Gao Leng stood up and held out his hand.

"What's the matter, say it." Instead of shaking hands, Lao Yang waved and sat down. Then he nodded to the housekeeper. The ashtray was put on the tea table. He lit a cigar and took a puff. He didn't look at Gao Leng. His words were cold and refused to be seen.

Gao Leng looked at Lao Yang with a faint smile and said, "naturally, it's the business of popular magazines."

After listening to this, Lao Yang laughs and his eyes narrow. Instead of looking at Gao Leng, he looks up at the housekeeper standing beside him. After laughing for a long time, he reaches out his hand and wipes the corners of his eyes. It seems that his tears are all laughing.

"It's the funniest joke I've ever heard this year." Lao Yang stood up and said, "popular magazine is my magazine. Do you want to talk about it? Ha ha ha, that's ridiculous. "

Then he vomited a puff of smoke: "Gao Leng, let me make it clear to you. I know that you have 30% of the shares in your hand, and you are the major shareholder of our popular magazine, but the major shareholder does not mean you are the boss of popular magazine. The boss is still me. If I want to sell it, I will sell it. If I don't want to sell it, I will sell it to whoever I want. I'll tell you straight. I won't sell it to you if you double the price. I won't sell it to you if I file for bankruptcy. Do you understand? "

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