“President Gao came. “Old Butler bent down and said,” See? He brought a lot of people with him. Tsk tsk tsk. ”

Old Yang’s face sank. He sneered and the corner of his mouth trembled. He stretched out his hand to support his body and sat up from the bed. Perhaps he got up in a hurry, and he suddenly coughed violently. Butler hurriedly walked to the bedside and patted his back gently. He skillfully handed over some tea with his other hand and said, “Drink some. It’s not a good day. It’ll take a few days for him to recover from a cold.”

After he recovered from his cough, Old Yang’s expression was still not good. It had been many years since the Fengxing Great Landslide had experienced such a drastic personnel decline. The collective departure of the deputy managers had made Old Yang unable to handle it. He had not slept well for a few days, and his face was somewhat pale.

“You dare to come to my house with 30% of the shares? What do you think I am!” Old Yang snorted and pointed at the coat hanger. Butler hurriedly put on his woolen coat and said, “Tell him to wait. Bring me the soup. I’ll have some soup.”

Old Yang has been busy all his life, what are you trying to do?

Two words: Confucian merchant.

It was a Confucian merchant, not a declining merchant who had been swallowed up by others.

He stood up again, but he was still valiant. He had been a well-known scholar for his entire life, and he was said to be a scholarly businessman, Yang Caizi, when he was high up in the world. Now, the sun was setting.

Even though the sun was setting, he still wanted face, so what if he had 30% of the shares? Old Yang and Yang Peng had more than 60% of the shares in their hands, and it was up to his family to decide how the company would go in the future.

“Yes.” Butler understood Old Yang’s meaning and drank the soup slowly. As for Gaoleng, let him wait.

“Welcome, President Gao.” Butler walked to the living room with a smile on his face and bowed towards Gaoleng and the others. “Wait a moment, President Yang is still drinking soup.”

Gao Leng smiled coldly and sat down on the sofa in the living room. Butler bent down and said, “Help yourself.” As he spoke, he retreated.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the old man frowned and said, “This old Yang is so petty that he can’t even pour a glass of water.”

“That’s right. Is there anyone who treats guests like this?” Fatty agreed awkwardly. As for the other people who followed him, they wore suits very skillfully. One of them looked to be in his early forties and looked extremely steady. If he wasn’t from Xingsheng Magazine, he wouldn’t be able to speak. However, his expression wasn’t good either.

This clearly meant that he was being shut out.

“It doesn’t matter. To President Yang, we are not guests.” Gaoleng smiled disapprovingly and stood up, “The house is decorated well. Is the painting authentic? Mr. Liao, you know how to draw and calligraphy. Take a look.”

The middle-aged man called Director Liao stood up and walked to Gaoleng’s side. The two of them exchanged words and began to discuss the painting.

Twenty minutes later, Old Yang still hadn’t come out.

At this time, the faces of the people on Gaoleng’s side were not very good. They did not come out, nor did they serve tea. It did not seem to be a good idea to wait like this.

“Boss, I think we’ve made it clear to him that Butler doesn’t need to shut the door on him.” Fatty’s voice was not purposely lowered, but rather raised loudly, as if he wanted to speak to the people of the Yang Clan.

Gaoleng glared at Fatty and quickly shut up.

“Be lenient wherever it is possible.” Gaoleng patted the fatty on the shoulder and pointed at the sofa. “Sit down. Old Yang is a senior, and I am a junior. This junior should be waiting for senior.”

“Tsk, what kind of junior senior, the winner is the king and the loser is the bandit.” The fat man was obviously very unconvinced as he mumbled, but even though he was mumbling like this, he still obediently walked over to the sofa and sat down again, but his head tilted to the side, causing his heart to panic.

Old Diao didn’t say anything more. He just sat quietly. There wasn’t even an ashtray in the living room. He was so addicted to cigarettes that he was about to crush the pack of cigarettes in his hand.

“President Gao, you are giving face to Old Yang Zu.” Liao always gave a thumbs up, “It’s really rare to have your heart after winning.”

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“President Gao and the others are waiting in the living room.” Butler tidied up the soup bowl and said.

“Read the newspaper.” Old Yang casually picked up the newspaper and read, “Did you pour them tea?”

“I didn’t collapse.” Butler pursed his lips and smiled, “I don’t even have an ashtray. I think a few of them are addicted to cigarettes, but their faces aren’t very good.”

“Look at you.” Old Yang seemed to be complaining, but he said happily, “At least give someone a cup of tea. It’s been half an hour.” As he spoke, he looked at the yard and pointed, “I’m going to the yard to read the newspaper. Don’t let them bother me.”

“Boss, look.” Fatty was furious and pointed at the courtyard through the French window. Old Yang was sitting in the courtyard with newspapers in his hands and his legs crossed.

“It’s a bit too much.” Chief Liao, an outsider, could not help but speak.

“What should we do, boss?” Old Diao suppressed his anger and asked.

Gaoleng turned his head to look at Old Yang, who was leisurely reading in the courtyard, and smiled, “Wait another half an hour.” As he spoke, he looked meaningfully at Butler. I’ve given you enough face, but there’s a time limit for pretending to be tough.

“Will he see us?” Old Diao asked.

“Yes, definitely.” ‘”Otherwise, he would have sent the guests directly. There’s no need for him to go to the courtyard to read the newspaper in winter. He doesn’t feel cold. He just wants to regain some face. He’s a senior, so I should give him some face as a junior.” Gaoleng said confidently.

“Hmph, everyone in the circle knows that he is a defeated general. What face does he have?” The fatty snorted.

“It’s precisely because of this that I must give him this face.” Gaoleng stretched out his hand and patted the fatty’s shoulder again, “I promised President Lu that I wouldn’t be too ruthless.”

When they reached a certain level, it was not who was stronger, but who was broader-minded.

Sure enough, twenty-five minutes later, there was a burst of footsteps in the living room. Looking around, Old Yang still came. Although he walked out in his pajamas and a woolen coat, he didn’t seem to care, but he still came.

“President Yang.” Gaoleng stood up and stretched out his hand.

“If you need anything, tell me.” Old Yang didn’t reach out to shake hands. Instead, he waved his hand and sat down. Then, he nodded at Butler. The ashtray was placed on the coffee table. He lit up a cigar and took a sip. He didn’t look at Gaoleng. His words were ice-cold and he refused to leave.

Gaoleng looked at Old Yang and smiled faintly. “Naturally, it’s about Feng Xing Magazine.”

Hahahaha. After hearing this, Old Yang laughed heartily. His eyes narrowed. He did not look at Gaoleng, but looked up at Butler, who was standing beside him. After laughing for a long time, he reached out to wipe the corner of his eyes, as if tears were coming out of his eyes.

“This is the funniest joke I’ve heard this year.” Old Yang stood up and said, “Feng Xing Magazine is my magazine. It’s your turn to talk? Hahahaha, that’s ridiculous.”

As he said that, he spat out a mouthful of smoke, “Gaoleng, let me tell you clearly. I know that you have 30% of the shares in your hands and are a major shareholder in our Feng Xing Magazine. However, the major shareholder does not mean that you are the boss of Feng Xing Magazine. The boss is still me.” I can sell Fengxing if I want. I can’t sell it if I don’t want to. I can sell it to whoever I want. “Let me be frank with you. I won’t sell you anything that doubles the price. I won’t sell it to you even if I file for bankruptcy. Understood?”

(Thank you fat 9527, Ten Thousand Birds Attack. Fengshao_147’s reward!)