Don't cry, baby. I'll punish you tonight.

The windows outside the skyscraper were brightly lit. He Yanlang sat in the main seat and listened to the foreigner reporting the situation to him in English.

"Mr. He, to show our sincerity, the board of directors of Soda removed three senior executives, including the CEO, yesterday and appointed Tang Jiem, president of a branch of P.P., as CEO."

Three months ago, he ordered people to write letters to the Securities and Exchange Commission, claiming that the current leaders of the Soda Group had made many wrong judgments, seriously damaging the interests of shareholders, and that the board of directors needed to be reorganized.

He Yanlang's purpose is simple, to fight for the agency rights of Soda, find an obedient person, and implement his plan.

"Sincerity?" He smiled sarcastically, picked up Tang Jiem's ​​profile on the table, glanced at it casually, and then threw it on the table carelessly, "Check this Tang Jiem and tell the board of directors that I am not satisfied with this person."

Chen Jiajia and Lu Yi looked at the man in the main seat at the same time, and then they looked at each other. They probably thought that it was Lin Shen’s international call that annoyed him again. They knew what was going on without thinking.

The man replied timidly, "Yes, sir."

"I want to see the investigation report before noon!" he added casually.

The man was stunned. Although the boss was young, he was still as resolute as ever, without any hesitation. "Yes!"

"Let's adjourn the meeting!" He Yanlang waved his hand.

As soon as one person left, two more people came in, and meetings began one after another without stopping.

I don't know how many meetings.

Chen Jiajia got up to make coffee for He Yanlang. Lu Yi followed her out with a surprised and shocked expression. "Oh my God! He has two more meetings after this one. He has been processing documents on the plane. I heard from Lin Shen that he didn't sleep in Beijing and was always with Xiao Huanhuan...Oh my God, does the young master really not need to sleep? Is he so energetic?"

Chen Jiajia rolled her eyes at Lu Yi and said, "The Second Young Master dozed off for more than three hours on the plane. Even if he didn't sleep, he looked more energetic than you, Brother Lu. The Second Young Master doesn't even have dark circles under his eyes, but you, Brother Lu, have dark circles under your eyes that make you look unsatisfied."

"I have dark circles under my eyes?"

Chen Jiajia nodded, took the coffee and walked back to the meeting room, while Lu Yi wailed behind her.

Chen Jiajia handed the coffee to He Yanlang. The sun had already risen outside the window. The light shone into the room, casting a layer of golden light on the plants on the window.

When the fifth meeting started, He Yanlang's phone rang again. He stood up, motioned Lu Yi to continue presiding over the meeting, and turned to walk towards the tea room.

Lin Shen said on the phone, "Master, Lin Qinghuan was splashed with paint on the playground."

It's really like one wave after another.

"Has the person been found?"

"The security office checked the surveillance footage and found two Beijing University students. The school did not call the police, so they came out to embarrass themselves. With the help of the teacher's mediation, Lin Qinghuan did not pursue the matter."

No one would be stupid enough to commit a crime unless it is for profit.

"How could such a fool not pursue the matter?" Not pursuing the matter will only make people worse.

Lin Shen was stunned, and suddenly understood what He Yanlang said. Being kind to the enemy is digging your own grave. Lin Qinghuan is too kind.

"Watch it! What about the rumors?"

"In terms of technology and police procedures, it will take at least a week to get the results of the investigation. Master, do you want me to put some pressure on the police? Ask them to speed up the process?"

Under the current circumstances, He Yanlang would definitely not be able to come back to clarify things for Lin Qinghuan; even if he did, whether he could come out to clarify was another matter.

But Lin Shen also knew how cruel this was to Lin Qinghuan, a girl who had to face such a huge and long-term scale of online pornographic rumors alone.

The results of the police investigation can eliminate certain negative impacts to a certain extent.

"No." He Yanlang thought and let the bullets fly for a while. As long as he just watched, they would soon shift their eyes away from Lin Qinghuan.

Lin Shen was stunned. The young master was still rational after all, but he was too rational and seemed to lack a bit of humanity.

It turns out that his slight dementia only applies to his anger towards Lin Qinghuan.

But once he needs to analyze the pros and cons, he will definitely choose the one with more pros than cons, even if the cons are hurting Lin Qinghuan. In other words, the young master can't put himself in Lin Qinghuan's shoes and feel her emotions. He doesn't know how to love at all.

So, Lin Shen asked a question unexpectedly, "Young Master, if you come back, and Miss Lin personally comes to ask you to come out and clarify the matter, will you come out?" Or continue to pretend to be indifferent, superior, and indifferent to outsiders.

"Are you free?" He Yanlang said lightly and hung up. He felt that Lin Shen's words were meaningless.

He turned back to the conference room to continue the meeting, letting Lu Yi preside over it. He just listened from the side, but his thoughts finally became a little confused.

When the last meeting ended, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. He dismissed everyone and he was the only one left in the meeting room, staring at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

If Miss Lin asks you to come forward and clarify things for her, will you do it, Master?

He Yanlang seemed to realize a very serious problem.

It has been so long, and Lin Shen hasn't said that Lin Qinghuan wants to find him.

From the very beginning of the online violence against Huang Yao, it was clear that all Lin Qinghuan needed to do was to come out and clarify. If he just said a few words, Lin Qinghuan would not have to bear all of this burden, but Lin Qinghuan did not look for him.

hehe...

Unconvinced, He Yanlang called back.

Lin Shen answered immediately, "Hello? Master."

He Yanlang asked coldly, "Didn't Lin Qinghuan come to see me?"

"No."

"Not once?"

"Not once."

Feeling as if his heart was hollowed out in an instant, He Yanlang threw his mobile phone casually on the conference table and rubbed his temples with both hands. He had been walking for nearly ten hours without feeling a headache, but at this moment, his head felt like it was about to explode.

He stood up and walked towards the suite upstairs.

"Where are you going to have lunch, Second Young Master?" Chen Jiajia watched him take the internal elevator to go upstairs.

"Send it directly to the room."

When he came out of the shower, Lu Yi was already waiting for him in the living room, "Master, I've put Tom's information in your office, and lunch is on the dining table for you."

He walked and wiped his hair, and asked casually, "What do you think about Soda's matter?"

"The board of directors is holding onto Tang Jiem and obviously doesn't want you to have the power of attorney. The main reason is that you and Old Yashi have very different business philosophies. Young Master, you want to release the financial pressure, return the funds to shareholders, and launch new products. To implement this plan, you need the CEO to listen to you."

And it is obvious that Tang Jiem launched by the Soda Board of Directors is not a good choice.

He Yanlang pulled up a smile and continued to wipe his hair with the towel. The cold water dripped down the ends of his hair and seeped into his body wrapped in the towel.

Lu Yi saw that there were many faint marks on He Yanlang's thin chest.

Tsk tsk tsk...

"I'll leave it to you to pull Tang Jiem down and support our people to join the board of directors. I'll go back to China directly after the afternoon meeting. Ask Chen Jiajia to book me a flight at 5 o'clock."

The application for the private jet route was too slow and He Yanlang couldn't wait any longer.