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Kuang was woken up by a phone call, he put his arm around Baochan's shoulder, not wanting to answer it.

"Brother..." Baochan rolled over in his arms, his butt hurt, and he hummed.

"Let me see," said Kuangzheng, "is there bleeding?"

The phone was still ringing, he persisted, he picked it up impatiently, it was Duan Zhao: "Golden knife?"

"Boss..." Duan Zhao's voice trembled a little, "Sadly made an announcement."

Sudley, the notorious "villain" on the financial street, told everyone that he was a venture capitalist. In fact, he has been focusing on hostile takeovers. Kuangzheng was not surprised, he had already predicted it.

"Sadeli officially announced the plan to acquire Aine Group," Duan Zhao said in a tense tone, "At the same time, he announced that he already holds 12.8% of Aine's shares. I'm still verifying the amount."

"Okay, I see." The encounter between acquisitions and anti-acquisitions has officially become clear.

As soon as Duan Zhao's phone was disconnected, Duan Xiaojun called in, and the first thing he said was, "It's the fucking Daishan!"

There was no disturbance in Kuangzheng, it wasn't that the friends didn't get together, he asked Daishan to come over, but he didn't play with him, he set up his bow in the dark and aimed at him.

"It's difficult," Duan Xiaojun was more nervous than Duan Zhao. "Since Daishan came to Sadeli, he has played a big role, and he has never missed a hand. When he announces the acquisition plan, the market will react!"

Daishan used to be the best trader on the financial street, but he changed his career and became a "company hunter". His arrogance is even worse. At this time, he released his goal to lure all kinds of speculative capital to the end and hunt together with him. , Aine will face a bloody massacre.

Putting down Duan Xiaojun's phone, the WeChat notification started to jump out. It was Duan Ruting. She created a group called "Tong Qi Lian Zhi". Ying Xiaonong's celestial girl profile picture appeared in the member list, and his ID coincidentally was called "Qiyue Wuyi".

Qi said that he has no clothes, and he is in the same robe as his son. The king Yu Xingshi repaired my spear.

It was in this group that the management structure of the Duan family was initially formed. Under the auspices of Kuang Zheng, the Duan family established a family committee named after the group. As the coordinators, Duan Xiaojun and Duan Xiaojun respectively formulated the "Family Constitution", drafted the "Family Convention", and clarified three recent major events of the Duan family:

First, each company in the group holds cross-shareholdings, and the four family members each hold 35% of the shares of the brother company, in order to deter Sadley and increase the difficulty of speculation for profit-seeking capital;

Second, set up a family office under the family committee, with Kuang Zheng as interim president, family consultant and honorary director of the group board of directors;

Third, formulate an anti-takeover strategy. Internally, Ying Xiaonong lobbied the board of directors and Duan Ruting to appease the management. Externally, Kuangzheng was responsible for contacting relevant companies and financial institutions to form alliances.

At the end of the "Family Constitution", Kuang Zheng left a passage, he said: Every entrepreneur hopes that the enterprise can last forever, but the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the sea has tides. Only the family has changed. If the family continues, the business will naturally grow accordingly. I hope that the second, third, and subsequent generations of the Duan family can understand this truth, put family honor first, love the family, and jointly maintain the family Unity of business.

After writing this passage, Kuangzheng realized that Wan Rong did not make a mistake in throwing him into the private bank. He had reaped and grown up. Even if this made him graduate from the private bank, he had no regrets.

Kuangzheng was very busy these days, he was not at home to guard Baochan, Baochan's buttocks were still not healed, so he asked Lai Xiaoxing to take care of him, helping to deliver water and take medicine and so on.It doesn’t matter if Xiaoxing comes, Kang Chi also comes here like an idiot, sits down in front of Baochan’s sofa bed, and asks in a fuss: “No, what’s the matter, you two just slept?”

Baochan was so annoying to him, she rolled up the quilt and said nothing.

"I said, tell me, is Kuang Temeng?" Kang dragged his blanket, and the diamonds on his ears flickered.

Baochan pulled the blanket back and kicked him if his legs were good enough.

"It stands to reason that you are an opera singer, and you should be in good health when you are usually beaten." Kang Chi bullied him and became addicted to bullying, "How did you let that beast toss like this?"

Baochan couldn't bear it any longer, and yelled at him, "You're never finished!"

"Brother Bao?" Lai Xiaoxing came up from downstairs carrying hot milk, with curly hair tied with a penguin rubber band on his head, making him look cute against a hamster face.

"Why are you messing with Brother Bao again!" He glared at Kang, and the kid stopped, making a bow gesture, took the milk and put it on the table: "No, this is discussing the illness..."

Speaking of illness, Lai Xiaoxing asked with concern: "Brother Bao, the boss said that you fell while practicing kung fu. Are you all right? Where did you fall?"

When he asked, Baochan's face turned red and white.

"It's okay," Kang Ti rescued Baochan, "I fell on my butt."

Lai Xiaoxing was taken aback: "Singing Beijing opera is so dangerous."

"I'm okay, most of them are literary dramas," Baochan held up the milk glass, "Sa Shuang is the most important part of our group's martial arts."

Lai Xiaoxing has a natural affection for Sa Shuang, they are both "comrades" of the Warring States Red, and the revolutionary friendship is eternal.

"He is Wu Chou, and some characters are very hardworking." When it comes to dramas, treasures are like countless treasures, "Like Shi Qian in "Yan Ling Jia", you have to turn down from the four or five-meter-high table wall. It's so easy not to pay attention. Hurt."

"Yan..." Lai Xiaoxing opened his eyes wide, "Lingjia?"

"Yan Lingjia," Baozhan repeated these three words, "the story of Shiqian stealing armor in "Water Margin", a traditional martial arts drama."

Lai Xiaoxing blinked slowly, thoughtfully.

Baochan didn't stay at home for two days, and he cared about the theater in his heart, and he was even more worried about Huo Bandit. His mother's death was the end of the boy. In terms of the two of them, they were brothers. Baochan felt sorry for him doing heavy work, and was even more afraid that he would go out again After a fight, his butt was just right, so he asked Xiaohao to take him to the North Korean restaurant.

It was broad daylight, but Huo Bandit was not there. After inquiring, it was he who pushed the day shift to only work the night shift. Bao Chan wanted to call him, but he didn't answer the first time, and the kid yelled fiercely the second time. : "Who!"

"Precious flowers."

Huo Pi knew his name, Boss Bao of Ruyizhou, his temper improved a lot: "What's the matter, I'm busy here."

"Don't go to work," Baozhan said as if he was an older brother, "Where did you go crazy?"

"No," Huo Bandit still recognized his brotherly spirit, "I found a new job and worked on both sides."

New job?Bao Chan wants to see: "Where is it, send me the address."

"Hey, don't come, what are you doing here, there are rules, working hours..."

Baochan said, "Look at you."

In a word, there was no sound over there. I hung up the phone and sent a text message with the address and his WeChat ID. Baozhan forwarded the address to Xiao Hao. On Longxi City Pedestrian Street, a family called "Whisper" chain stores.

You can tell by the name that it is for ear care. As the saying goes, there is a row of female technicians wearing cheongsams in the lobby. Baochan called one for Xiao Hao, and Huo Bandit, who he wanted, opened two private rooms.

There are goldfish and lotus flowers in the private room, which is quite a classy shop. Baochan took off his suit and loosened his tie: "Aren't you tired of working two jobs a day?"

Huo Bandit hung up the suit for him, pulled a beauty stool to sit down, and patted the red massage bed in front of him: "It's much easier to pick out ears than to carry vegetables. I entrusted someone to find this job, and it's all worth it."

Suffering?Bao Chan took off his leather shoes: "That time when many people fought?"

Huo Pi nodded: "Brother who is very well connected, agreed, I will fight with you, and he introduced me here."

Bao Chan was a little surprised. Playing bravely and fighting fiercely is fake, but fighting for life is real. At that time, Huo Bandit said he didn't understand. It seems that he really didn't understand. Every class has its own logic and method of exchanging resources.

"Come on," Huo Pi played with the white pompom on the back of the brass ear spoon, "I'll let you have a good time, buddy."

Baochan went to bed and lay down, hiding a little: "Can you do it, don't let me poke it."

"I'll give it to you gently." Huo Bandit put on the background music, the kind of high mountains and flowing water fishing boats singing at night, pinched the tip of Baochan's ear, and put the pompon end specially used, just poked it in, Baochan shivered, From the ears and eyes to the scalp, to the shoulders, stomach, and toes, everything was numb.

"Hmm..." He narrowed his eyes and snorted comfortably.

Huo Pi continued digging in, shaking his wrist, and let the hair ball scratch quickly on the ear canal, "Hey..." Baochan couldn't describe the feeling. It was the first time he came to pick ears, and it was very itchy, but he always felt something It will hurt in a second, between subtle pain and no pain, like some kind of torture, and strangely addictive, "Slow, slow..."

"Is it comfortable?" Huo Bandit asked in his ear.

"It's, it's okay."

"It's okay?" Huo Bandit pulled out the pompom, the ear canal was empty, Bao Chan covered the half of his face, it was very hot, this time Huo Bandit took a bigger pompom, purple red, with a few blasted The long pure black feathers, like a small duster, swept towards him.

First the auricles, then the cheeks, neck, where the feathers slide by, it seems that there is an electric current, and the goose bumps are numb, and the toes are raised sensitively. I don’t like Huo Bandit doing this. He has a good voice, which should be trained. It's time to sing, it's time to shine on the stage.

He held the ball of hair, opened his watery eyes, and looked at him: "Come to Ruyi Island."

Huo Bandit was stunned.

"I'll teach you how to sing."

Huo Bandit's expression was indescribable, as if he was flattered, but also as if he was giving up on himself, he smiled with a "chi" and said the same sentence: "Do you have any money?"

"No money," Baozhan answered the same way, but this time he added a sentence, "Except money, knowledge, cultivation, and dignity, I will give you whatever you want."

Why is money alone not enough?Because Baochan was also poor, he knows how tempting money is to a poor boy. Money is a transaction, and one thing is exchanged for another. It should not be the reason for a person to choose his life.He wants to let Huo Pi, the 17-year-old boy, understand that money is just a by-product of success, not success itself.

As for knowledge, self-cultivation, and dignity, these gangsters didn't even think about it. He didn't dare to think about it. For an orphan at the bottom of society, each of them is more scarce than money.

After Baochan left, his heart was disturbed, as if he had suddenly come alive from a pool of stagnant water, he couldn't hold back any longer, and with some kind of hope he had never had before, he went back to the Chosun Hotel to work the night shift. In Caichi, a small worker elbowed him: "The rich man is here again today, looking for you."

"Ah." Huo Bandit responded vaguely.

Seeing that he didn't respond, the man said to the person next to him, "I always look for him, several times."

They asked happily, "How did you know each other?"

Huo Pi knew their mentality, sour and curious.

A group of young men talked to each other, and suddenly, a person said: "Did the mother take a fancy to you!"

The air froze for a moment, and then roared with laughter: "Oh my god, gay!"

"It's not bad, how chaotic society is now!"

"What do you like about him, do you have a dragon on your back, hahahaha!"

"I said," they held Huo Bandit's arm, "be careful, one day you will be tricked into his house, a cup of ecstasy will be poured into your stomach, and your pants will be ripped off..."

boom!Huo Bandit smashed a thick white radish into the vegetable sink and broke it in two. Before the group of people could react, he turned his head and left.Maybe what they said was right, a rich man like Baochan came to him over and over again just because he had a good voice?Whoever tells it will believe it, only ghosts will believe it!

With a belated sudden realization and specious anger, he rushed across the road and broke into Ruyi Island.

He didn't know if Baochan was there, he just acted impulsively. He didn't expect Baochan to be there. He rehearsed alone on the stage without an audience, half-clothed in a red python, with hazy light and shadow, and sang sonorously: "He wears black oil on his head." Helmet, eyebrows and crown, wearing lotus leaf armor, exquisitely carved!"

Huo Bandit has never heard of this play. There are too many plays he has never heard of. Master Guan defeated Cao Bing in command of Yin.

Baozhan is really wonderful, without strangling the head, without hooking the face, standing there with a full posture, it is a painting, a knife, and a look that cuts into people's hearts.

Huo Bandit stood under the stage and looked up at him, like looking up at an unreachable star, and like coveting a handful of moonlight that is within reach. He forgot to question, forgot to question, and made up his mind: "I will sing with you!"

(1) Hongsheng opera: generally refers to Guan Gong opera, named after the old man who played Guan Gong's red face.