The Days When I Lived with My Cousin

Chapter 838

837 poisoning

"Hello, I'm Josh, CEO of song group. May I have your name and address?" Josh smiled at Zhao Wuji and stretched out his hand.

When Zhao Wuji saw the crowd, he immediately stood up. No one looked at him. First, he smiled at Qin Tian and nodded at Qin Tian. Qin Tian was the same. He motioned him not to expose his identity with his eyes. Zhao Wuji immediately understood.

"Hello, Miss Qiao, I'm the general manager of Qin's group. My name is Zhao Wuji!" Zhao Wuji held out his hand and shook Josh, then separated.

"Please sit down, Mr. Zhao. I don't know what to drink!" Josh asked.

"You're welcome, Miss Qiao. I'm here to talk about investing in your company. Look at these. This is our company's investment plan for your company. What do you think!" Zhao Wuji directly took out a document and handed it to Josh.

Josh took a look and was stunned, because the abbreviation above was completely beneficial to their company, and the benefits of the Qin group were insignificant.

Josh couldn't believe it at all. He opened his mouth and looked at Zhao Wuji and said, "Mr. Zhao, if what is said above is true, isn't your company equal to charity? There are no interests at all!"

"Don't worry, Miss Qiao, we're not joking here this time. Whether we have interests is just a different personal vision. If you think there's no problem, we can sign the contract. After signing the contract, our company will immediately want to inject 1 billion into your company to bring your company back to life!" Zhao Wuji smiled at Josh.

Josh looked at it and was not sure, because it was just like giving money. She couldn't see what the Qin group wanted to do and didn't dare to sign a contract at will.

"Sign it, trust me, absolutely right!" Qin Tian looked at Josh and said.

"This...!" Josh hesitated.

"Mr. Qiao, it's bad. Our stock has fallen by the limit. In addition, 25% of our shares have been bought by other companies!" suddenly, at this time, the secretary came in and whispered to Josh. Josh's face suddenly changed.

"OK, I'll sign!" Josh looked at Zhao Wuji and said that if he didn't sign the contract, the company would be acquired.

"Well, Miss Qiao, your actions are absolutely wise!" Zhao Wuji said with a smile.

……

At more than 4 p.m. that day, song group and Qin group jointly held a cooperative press conference. Qin group will inject 1 billion into song group. At the same time, song group will issue another 100 million renewable shares.

As soon as the news came out, the business world was boiling. The next morning, as soon as the stock market opened, the stock of song group, which had already fallen by the limit, rose sharply. At the closing of the afternoon, it directly broke through the highest price since the opening of song group, and directly rose by the limit.

The twenty-five percent stock that was originally bought by other companies maliciously, under the impact of these one hundred million regenerative stocks, has completely become a bubble. It can not occupy several percentage points, and the hostile takeover finally fails.

In a villa.

Song Zhenhua sat on the sofa with a livid face. Two sexy beauties sat there according to the rules, with messy clothes and some unknown liquid on his body.

Ten minutes ago, the three people were still fighting on the sofa, but at the critical moment, song Zhenhua received a phone call and broke his mobile phone directly after learning about the situation of song group.

Everything he carefully planned was completely destroyed by the capital injection of the Qin group.

Originally, song Zhendong died and his shares fell sharply. He established several shell companies, wantonly bought the shares of song's group, mastered a certain number of shares, and then united with other shareholders to force song Qian. Unexpectedly, there was a big combination, which smashed his plan in an instant.

"Hum! Niece, you forced your uncle. Don't blame your uncle for being cruel. Since you don't let me live, I won't let you live!" Song Zhenhua said coldly. Then he picked up the phone and dialed a number to go out.

"Hey, master, it failed. It was almost successful, but the Qin group stepped in and made me unable to cope. What do you think? I think it's best to hurt them directly!" Song Zhenhua said to the phone.

"Well, I see. Come here for a minute!" a hoarse man's voice was heard on the other side of the phone. Then he hung up.

After calling, song Zhenhua put on his clothes and left the villa.

……

Song family.

Originally, this was a day worth celebrating, but the whole song family was sad. There was no other reason. Song Zhendong died. Even in the face of the great event that the company came back from the dead and appreciated, people were not in any mood to celebrate.

Song Qian fainted song Zhendong's body and set up a mourning hall in the villa to keep song Zhendong's spirit. Qin Tian and others accompanied song Zhendong. Song Zhendong's business partners also came from everywhere to attend song Zhendong's funeral.

"Housekeeper Joe, the chairman's brother came and said he would worship director Zhang. What do you think?" a servant came in and looked at Josh and asked.

"Tell him he's welcome here as long as he doesn't make trouble!" said Josh, looking at the servant, who nodded and turned out.

After a while, song Zhenhua came in with her bodyguard. Song Qian looked very angry, but she didn't say anything. Song Zhenhua didn't make trouble and worshipped song Zhendong in a normal way. She couldn't say anything. The dead was big. She didn't want to have any dispute with song Zhenhua in front of her father's coffin.

"Niece, something unpleasant may have happened to us before, but we are still uncle niece relationship after all. If you have any problems in the future, just come to your uncle. If your uncle can help you!" Song Zhenhua looked at Song Qian's polite way, and then turned away regardless of song Qian.

After a while, the two policemen Mei Hong and Wang Yi also came over that day, sent a wreath to song Zhendong, and then asked song Qian to discuss song Zhendong's death.

"Miss Song, we investigated the videos of the community, several suspects you sent to the police station and the investigation of the dead Zhang Dafa. We now preliminarily suspect that the person behind the killing of your father may be someone around you. According to Zhang Dafa's telephone records, we traced a telephone number from the United States, which is very closely related to Zhang Dafa Ordinary, especially the day before your father died, he had closer contact with Zhang Dafa, but after your father was killed, the phone broke contact with Zhang Dafa. We tracked the location of the phone number, a public phone from California. According to the video of the phone booth inside, we found that this person was very close to your uncle song Zhenhua who just came back "Yes!" Mei Hong looked at Song Xi.

"Song Zhenhua!" Song Qian almost jumped up. She was very excited, and her eyes showed a very angry look. Josh looked at Song Qian and hurriedly grabbed her, afraid that song Qian would be too excited and something would happen.

To readers:

I didn't have time to finish it in the morning. Now I have time to write one at McDonald's. I have to go back to the company late