Zongying: A master of control starting from the fireworks of the world

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[Reward: 10% of the shares of Qiangsheng Group! ]

[Rewards are on the way, it may take some time, please be patient! ]

Ten percent of the shares of Qiangsheng Group?

What the hell? System, are you sure you're not trying to harm me?

According to the calculation of time, the action has already been taken. Gao Qiqiang, the president of Qiangsheng Group, will be arrested soon, and no one involved will be spared.

Meng Yanchen felt that this system was purely causing trouble.

Fortunately, it is not easy to get shares of Qiangsheng Group, and even the system takes some time.

Meng Yanchen still has time to prepare. Since it is a reward for a hidden task, there must be a reason why the system gives it out.

After a busy day, Meng Yanchen returned home.

As soon as I got home, I saw Fu Wenying sitting in the living room with her arms folded across her chest, obviously waiting for Meng Yanchen.

"Come here." Fu Wenying said seriously.

"How come the company's finances are suddenly 50 million short, and there's a fine of 100,000? What's going on?"

Even though Meng Yanchen has taken over the company now, he is always under the surveillance of Fu Wenying and must report anything missing.

The 50 million was used to acquire Pacific Group, and as for the 100,000, it was naturally the money paid back on behalf of Song Yan.

Meng Yanchen naturally couldn't say these things.

No wonder Meng Yanchen always wanted to escape from the control of his family. Fu Wenying’s desire for control is too strong.

"Mom, this is all about the company. Since you handed the company over to me, you should let it go. If you don't trust me, you can take back the power and control the company yourself."

Meng Yanchen said.

"What did you say?" Fu Wenying didn't expect that Meng Yanchen would actually talk back?

In the past, she always felt that Meng Yanchen was a child who had not grown up and had to worry about everything herself.

But today, Meng Yanchen gave her the feeling that he had suddenly grown up, and the tenacity on his face was very much like her demeanor in the past.

Fu Wenying was not only angry, but also felt a little relieved.

"It's a Guangmingding project. I handed it over to my son."

Thinking that Fu Wenying was going to lose her temper, Meng Huaijin quickly stepped out to help Meng Yanchen out. He patted his son on the shoulder and said, "Yanchen, you did a great job this time."

"Since it's a project, I can let you off the hook for the 50 million, but what about the 100,000 yuan fine?"

Fu Wenying questioned.

"I'm paying it back for a friend who needs it urgently." Meng Yanchen made up a random excuse to try to get away with it, but how could this escape Fu Wenying's eyes.

"What friend don't even have 100,000 yuan?" Fu Wenying obviously didn't believe it.

Meng Yanchen is a kid from a wealthy family, and all of his friends are wealthy, so a hundred thousand is like pocket money to him.

Seeing that Meng Yanchen had no intention of saying anything, Fu Wenying continued, "Even if you don't tell me now, I still have a way to find out."

"It's Song Yan." Meng Yanchen knew Fu Wenying's methods, so he confessed honestly.

"Song Yan?"

This name has not been heard for nearly ten years. When Fu Wenying heard it, she was a little dazed.

"When you come back tomorrow, bring Qinqin here and tell her I have something to talk to her about."

"Yanchen, you are Qinqin's biological brother, you can't just watch her jump into the fire pit."

Fu Wenying was so smart that she immediately understood the twists and turns.

She also deliberately emphasized the three words "dear brother" in order to remind Meng Yanchen.

Fu Wenying had known Meng Yanchen's thoughts for a long time. Everyone knew it, but no one broke the window paper.

"Mom, I will take care of this matter, so don't worry about it." Meng Yanchen said.

Hearing this, Fu Wenying was stunned. She was just about to speak and teach Meng Yanchen a lesson.

Meng Huaijin stepped forward to help his son out of the predicament.

"Yanchen, you must be tired after a day's work, go back to your room and rest."

"Okay." Meng Yanchen nodded and returned to the room.

"Do you feel that Yanchen has changed? He seems to be different from before."

Fu Wenying frowned slightly.

In her impression, Meng Yanchen has always been very obedient and sensible, but today, it was a little different. He had his own ideas whether he was speaking or doing things.

"Our son has grown up, and we should learn to let go," said Meng Huaijin.

"No, I'm still worried. From childhood to adulthood, I've always been in charge of the family and the company."

"This Guangmingding is not a small project. How can Yanchen do it well?" said Fu Wenying.

"Why don't we make a bet?"

"What are you gambling?"

"Let's just bet on this Guangmingding project. If my son does well, you don't have to worry about the company's affairs in the future."

Fu Wenying didn't say anything, but looked in the direction of Meng Yanchen's room, as if thinking about something.

She always felt that her son had changed, but she couldn't tell what had changed.

……

A dreamless night.

The next day, Meng Yanchen took the contract to the notary, which actually included 20% of the shares of Shanhe Group, 45% of the shares of Sunshine Hospital, and the acquisition of Pacific Construction.

After doing the justice, Meng Yanchen came to the office.

As soon as he sat down, Secretary Chen Mingyu walked in with an anxious look on his face.

"Mr. Meng, something happened!"

"What's going on?" Meng Yanchen asked.

"It's the Dafeng Garment Factory. I heard a fight broke out and someone even used knives."

Dafeng Garment Factory, this name sounds very familiar.

Meng Yanchen searched for the name in his mind. Among the names of the people, there was once a riot among migrant workers.

Due to poor management, Dafeng Garment Factory eventually faced bankruptcy and owed wages to more than a thousand employees.

Things continued to ferment, and the people in charge over there resorted to force to suppress them.

Until today, someone was injured in the conflict between the two sides, and the matter was pushed to the forefront and could no longer be concealed.

In fact, the issue of compensation for migrant workers was originally handled by the government, but for some reason, it was temporarily pushed to the Dafeng Garment Factory under the Shanshui Group.

If this matter is not resolved properly, the Guangmingding project will also be affected.

"Let's go and take a look." Meng Yan put on the suit he had just taken off and left in a hurry.

"By the way, go to the finance department first and spend one million in cash."

Meng Yanchen gave orders.

Although he didn't understand his intention, Chen Mingyu still did it.

The two men split up into two groups, and Meng Yanchen drove to Dafeng Garment Factory alone.

The place where the case occurred.

There were a lot of onlookers gathered around, and there were several ambulances parked outside the venue.

Xu Qin also came over and was bandaging the wounded. More wounded were being carried out one after another.

It seems that this matter has caused a big stir.

Inside the construction site, migrant workers and the construction team were in a standoff and the situation was deadlocked.

"Pay back the money! Pay back the money! Pay back the money!"

Migrant workers are gathering together to protest, holding hammers, brooms and shovels.

"You don't know what's good for you, don't blame me for being rude! I've called the police, and they'll arrest you all when they come!"

Liu Wei, the leader of the construction team, said this arrogantly.