Jiang Dingkun was silent for a while, and finally spoke slowly, with a hint of compromise in his tone. "You are right, there are family rules, and you should be punished if you do something wrong. Let's do this. Let the father and son each compensate you with 0.5% of the shares. The rest will be done after you give birth to the child."
Song Yutang raised a finger and doubled the price. "10%."
Jiang Dingkun frowned. "0.8%."
Song Yutang doubled the price again. "20%."
"0.9%."
"30%."
"You..."
"40%..."
Seeing the price getting higher and higher, Jiang Dingkun blurted out. "1%, no more."
Song Yutang:"50%..."
"Stop, stop, stop..." Jiang Dingkun was forced to wave her hands repeatedly, her temples twitching. "2% for each person, 4% in total! But I can only give you 1%, and the other 3% must be notarized for you and Muyan's future children. And you can only stay in the foundation honestly, and you are not allowed to play the president's ideas."
Song Yutang glanced at him slowly and said in a neither salty nor cool tone, "It is because our eldest brother-in-law has no power that the second brother-in-law dares to blatantly bully us. As Jiang Family's most orthodox eldest daughter-in-law and the future mistress of the house, I am qualified and do not want to be subordinate to others."
Jiang Qingyu was so angry that he slapped the stone table. "What does the company's affairs have to do with you, a woman? Women should stay in women's positions."
Song Yutang didn't even raise his eyelids. "Even if I stay in the position of a woman, I will not succumb to others. Again, the state has national laws, and the family has family rules. It is ridiculous for you, a bastard, to stay in the position of president. As the eldest daughter-in-law, I am fully qualified to claim my own position."
Jiang Qingyu blurted out. "At worst, I will give you the position of chairman of the foundation. President, don't even think about it."
Song Yutang: "You choose between the position of president and imprisonment."
"You..." Jiang Qingyu turned green with anger. "Don't push yourself too far. As a woman, the most you can do is the chairman of the foundation."
"I won't do it."
"You have to do it even if you don't want to do it."
Song Yutang The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and his tone was light. "Okay. Within seventy-two hours, let aunt explain it clearly to me. If the handover is not clear, the audit team will move in."
Jiang Qingyu agreed immediately, "Okay."
After saying that, I realized that Song Yutang was still lying there calmly and calmly.
As if he was sure he would agree.
Jiang Qingyu:"..."
Damn, I seem to have been fooled.
The purpose of Song Yutang was to be the chairman of the foundation from the beginning.
Talking about wanting the position of president was just to force them to come up with the most suitable substitute and give her the position of chairman of the foundation.
Jiang Dingkun laughed angrily, "You are very scheming."
Song Yutang glanced at him and said in a calm tone, "I still say what I said, the state has national laws, and the family has family rules. Everyone should pay the price for what they have done. I take into account the reputation of the family and the company, so I use family rules to solve the problem. If you plan to ask for national laws, I will cooperate."
"..."
"..."
Both father and son were speechless.
Song Yutang stood up and glanced at the documents scattered on the floor. "The case still needs some review time. Please complete the transfer and notarization procedures with me within a week. You can decide the follow-up matters yourself. Whether you want to completely separate the relationship or put the responsibility on Cheng Yun, I will not interfere.
But if the transfer and notarization are not completed within a week, I will disclose the evidence in my hand. I know you may not be afraid of the Gu Family, but behind me are thousands of Internet sisters. I believe someone can help you, but I also believe they don't want to cause such inexplicable trouble."
Jiang Qingyu was so angry that he turned to look at Jiang Dingkun: "Dad, look at her..."
Jiang Dingkun glared at him fiercely, and said in a tone full of hatred, "Isn't this the trouble caused by your lack of self-cultivation and lack of family integrity? You are in your fifties, and you have a nephew and wife to reprimand me, and my old man is embarrassed by you. How dare you say that?"
Song Yutang gloated at the side and curled up the corners of his mouth, picked up the cool tea and took another sip.
Jiang Dingkun glared at her fiercely. "Why don't you get out of here?"
Song Yutang stood up and Shi Shiran left.
When her back disappeared around the corner of the lakeside path, Jiang Dingkun sighed, patted the stone bench next to her and motioned for Jiang Qingyu to sit down.
Jiang Qingyu sat down with a livid face. "Dad, are you spoiling her like this? A yellow-haired girl is sitting on top of us."
Jiang Dingkun waved his hand and spoke earnestly, "Qingyu, your mother has been fostered in our home since she was a child. She is more important than a relative. Although you are not my biological child, I have always regarded you as my own. I have never left you short of what I should give you.
You are such an old man, Sinian is married and has children, and yet you are so careless in doing things, which makes Song Yutang get the handle. She has a good relationship with the Gu Family now, and she is very thoughtful. The one who is barefoot is not afraid of the one who wears shoes, so we can only appease her first."
Jiang Qingyu let out a dull sigh, his expression still not good-looking.
Jiang Dingkun patted his shoulder and softened his tone a bit. "But don't think too much. Don't you still have the big head in your hands? You are my most trusted son and the heir I have trained for many years. Sichen is also my most promising grandson. In the future, Jiang Family's foundation will depend on you, father and son."
Jiang Qingyu's face looked a little better now, and he straightened his back.
Jiang Dingkun changed the topic and his tone became calmer again. "But Guoqiang is my biological son after all. Although he is useless, as the future head of the family, you should still give him a bowl of food. Don't go too far and make me embarrassed to meet my ancestors."
Jiang Qingyu moved his lips, a little reluctantly, but finally nodded.
Jiang Dingkun looked at him like this and sighed, "Look at you, you always say that I am partial to Song Yutang. But you are in your fifties, and you are not as established as a little girl like her. Jiang Family The Wanguan family Generations of people can't spend all the wealth, so why can't you give others a bite to eat? Sometimes I'm not angry with you, but I hate that iron cannot be made into steel. A householder must have the structure and tolerance of a householder. You can't even accommodate your own brothers, so how can you trust me to leave such a big property in your hands?"
Jiang Qingyu was shocked.
He quickly put on a respectful and teachable expression, lowered his eyebrows and said, "Dad, you are right, I am too small."
Jiang Dingkun nodded with satisfaction, picked up the fishing rod and threw it into the water again. "Come, fish with me."
The two of them were silent for a while, and then Jiang Dingkun spoke slowly, "The man is true to his word. I will send a lawyer over tomorrow to ask them to transfer the shares."
"Dad..." Jiang Qingyu was about to speak unwillingly.
Jiang Dingkun had already held his hand in advance. "Don't worry, it's just a show. Only 1% will be given to Song Yutang, and the remaining 3% will be notarized and frozen for the child. Jiang Muyan is a vegetative state and cannot give birth to children. I will find an opportunity after a while and return it to the name of you and your son."
Jiang Qingyu I always feel like something is wrong.
But the old man spoke with sincerity and sincerity. If he objected again, he would appear to be stingy and careless.
I can only grit my teeth and nod, pretending to be affectionate between father and son. "Dad, I know you are the best to me. In this life, I will only recognize you as my biological father."
Jiang Dingkun patted his shoulder, looking far-reaching at the calm lake, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth...