"Boss, Zou Da really got 30% of the shares." Lao Diao sat down in front of Gao Leng's desk with a smile, and put a pile of materials in his hand on the table: "Called the Legal Department to write a share purchase contract. , You have a look."

Gao Leng didn't raise his scalp: "Signed as soon as possible. 30% of the shares are a lot. How many managers stabbed Lao Yang in the back this time?"

Lao Diao shook his head very sadly and sighed: "Eight managers sell their shares to us. Tell me, Lao Yang has 14 managers, but these 14 managers followed him to fight the situation. Actually, this Selling shares at every corner!"

Lao Diao is obviously worthless for Lao Yang. If Lao Yang hadn't kept these old employees who didn't do anything and occupied the 14 most important positions for a long time, there would be no today.

"Character determines fate, and these managers can't be blamed." Gao Leng raised his head and smiled: "Lao Yang has such a character. He likes to be told that he is kind and righteous. He must keep these for the sake of this face. Old employee. If you don’t believe me, just look at what he said at the year-end party of Fengxing Magazine over the years and you will know what he is after."

Every year-end speech, Mr. Yang puts forward a statistic: Our Fengxing Magazine has many old employees! There are more than a dozen ten-year-old employees! Dozens of eight-year-old employees! We are a humane company that can retain old employees!

Lao Yang pursued a reputation, the reputation of a Confucian businessman.

"His idea is good. Everyone wants to be said to be humane, but unfortunately, nowadays the killing of business war is cruel, too humane will be eliminated." Gao Leng took the contract and signed it and handed it to the old man. : "The agreement is signed today. Starting today, we are the major shareholders of Fengxing Magazine."

"Boss, are you going to be a Confucian businessman?" Old Diao asked.

Gao Leng thought about it carefully, and solemnly said: "I want to be an entrepreneur who can help more people. It is not just a "Confucian businessman" in a magazine, nor is it just a sentence from my friends, "He is very "Heavy love and heavy righteousness', what I want to achieve is great love. In order to achieve this great love, sometimes I have to swing a knife. Therefore, I have to cut down the popularity for the first time, just these days.

Everyone knows that the faster you use a knife to kill chickens, the less pain you will be relieved.

"Boss, this time buying shares is your personal account, and there will be no money on it." Old Diao reminded. Folding and buying Fengxing all used Gao Leng's own money, and the two billion yuan was gone.

No money, it's the problem again, Gao Leng frowned slightly and nodded: "I see."

"The Eastern Gang has checked it. Since your reward of 100 million yuan came out, no one on the road dared to move your people, and the Eastern Gang was famous everywhere. Now you know that you are the second child of the Eastern Gang. No one dares. To provoke you, usually some small gangsters and small enemies, the Eastern Gang will settle, so Xiaodan and the others should be safe in the future." Old Hang said.

As long as they are safe, no amount of money is worth spending.

As for the money is gone, just make more money.

Right now, it is popular, and the meat needs to be eaten piece by piece.

"Immediately after signing the contract, I will find a few media outlets to release the news." Gao Leng lowered his head again. In front of him, he waved his hand with a pile of investment materials in the film and television industry: "Go ahead."

...

In just two hours, a few financial news was not a storm for the huge business district, but for Fengxing Magazine, it was a storm that was about to capsize. In the very short time the report was published, Lao Yang's friends had spread.

"Mr. Yang, I heard that Gao Leng bought 30% of our shares in Fengxing Magazine." Lao Yang's housekeeper hurriedly walked into the bedroom. It was frosty today, and Lao Yang had a cold, and he was working in the bedroom.

He hasn't been idle for this period of time. The company has become like this, and it is not enough for the son who is alone to deal with it. He naturally wants to help. But Gao Leng's offensive was too fast and too fast, and he was led by Gao Leng's nose.

Where Gao Leng fights, where he cleans up, it's a mess.

"I see." After the housekeeper said this, Lao Yang put down the reading glasses on his neck, his voice was heavy and sad: "My friend just told me."

"Yeah." The old housekeeper was obviously very angry. He stepped forward and gave Lao Yangman to the water and was angrily: "Actually bought 30% of the shares, I don't know which managers are, really a white-eyed wolf! You are so good to them!"

Mr. Yang didn't speak, but wiped the presbyopic glasses with a cloth. After a long time, he waved his hand: "Go out, I'll stay alone."

After the housekeeper went out, Lao Yang lowered his head, and the winter sun shone in. His temples were white and looked very lonely. Under the fierce offensive of the high cold these days, the white head was really not a lie all night, he was actually white. Temples.

"30% of the shares..." Old Yang muttered, raising his head with a wry smile: "He can actually acquire 30% of the shares. With so many shares, there are so many people who value money more than love!"

Hahahaha, Lao Yang burst into laughter suddenly, the hoarse laughter was filled with the helplessness and regret of a middle-aged and old man who had lost a lot of time.

"I knew this... I knew it!" Lao Yang stopped laughing, his eyes burst with hatred, and his hand holding the reading glasses turned white and viciously said: "I knew this before. , The promotion that should be promoted, thinking of brotherhood!"

But if time goes back to the past, will Lao Yang really be like this?

"Brother Yang, it's great to follow you. You are not like other bosses."

"Mr. Yang, if I didn't know you for the rest of my life, how can I be today? I can easily get 10,000 to 20,000 a month, and close to 100,000 at the end of the year."

"Brother Yang, although I am not very good at this position, I will train the deputy manager well to ensure that things are done properly!"

Those flattering words surrounded my ears.

How many real brothers can a man have? There can be many brothers, but I am afraid it is difficult to have more than ten real brothers. There can be five or six brothers who do not abandon you in any way, that is too good.

One or two confidants can sleep contentedly.

The 14 managers of Fengxing Magazine have occupied 14 important positions for ten years. If you are a brother, if you are really a brother for Lao Yang's sake, those incompetent managers should propose to retreat to the second line. Not to mention your resignation, you can always take the initiative to retreat to the second line, right? Obviously knowing that one's abilities are not good enough, and retreating to the second line for the development of Popularity, are these brothers?

But no, even if some people rely on the deputy manager to run their positions, no one proposed to retreat to the second line.

This is also the reason why Gao Leng decisively acted after seeing through the essence of the large number of old employees on the surface of Popular.

It is said that the managers of Fengxing Magazine can't dig away, and of course they can't dig away when they are making money. Where can they find easy jobs with share dividends? But once the fad broke down, these managers revealed their true shape.

Before Gao Leng took a shot, Zou Da got 30% of the shares and signed the agreement within a day.

"Popular, it's over." Lao Yang sighed deeply, and a group of old tears slipped down: "I really want to retire, really want to retire." His text messages and phone calls kept ringing.

Those who come to ask about the situation, watch the excitement, and pretend to be concerned about the excitement.

The sunset is desolate.

At this time, the housekeeper walked in again, and Lao Yang quickly sucked his nose and put on reading glasses to cover up his tears.

"General Manager Gao is here." The butler bent over and said, "See you? He also took a lot of people, that posture, tut."