"Mr. Yan, you-"

Hearing Yan Murong's words, Li Tianhua was stunned at first, and then his brows furrowed.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "I think you may have misunderstood me just now—yes, I gave you two choices. Either ask your son to apologize or hand over your company. However, the decision to forgive or not is in my hands. ”

"How can you do that?" Li Tianhua said angrily.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Murong looked innocent. "I didn't seem to say I would forgive him, did I?"

“――”

Li Tianhua was speechless for a while, and he had already scolded the eighteen generations of Yan Murong's ancestors in his heart.

Indeed, Yan Murong really didn't say anything just now, all the words were said by himself, and he did agree to let his idiot son pour tea and apologize, but he didn't say that he must forgive.

There is only the right to choose, not the right to decide - that sounds infuriating.

Richard's face flushed even more angrily on the side, if he didn't know that he couldn't beat Yan Murong, he would definitely jump up and fight this guy to the death.

"What do you want?" Li Tianhua stared at Yan Murong coldly, and asked in a deep voice. The friendly attitude just now is long gone.

"I just want to play a game." Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and said. "You see, we are all taking the normal way to buy your company, your stock is listed, we will buy your stock - I will give you a chance, we will buy, you will protect the disk, see who is the winner in the end, how about it?"

Devil, this guy is a devil, a devil who does angelic profession, but is extremely insidious in his stocks.

"Of course." Yan Murong continued. "You don't have to worry either. You see, there are only 35% of the shares circulating in the market, right? And you yourself have 45 percent of the shares, even if we receive all the shares in circulation, we can't shake your position as chairman. ”

On the face of it, it is.

Li Tianhua thought depressedly, he really wouldn't sell the shares in his hands, but the other three shareholders couldn't say for sure. The average of those three guys is not much, but if someone sells, it will be enough to shake his foundation - to put it mildly, those three guys are like grass on the wall, they only care about money, and they don't mind selling their shares if someone gives them enough price.

As for what Yan Murong said about playing a game, this is even more outrageous. Even if he counts all the real estate, Ruiying Group is worth more than 10 billion yuan, but Minghua Group is one of the three major consortia in China, and the capital chain alone has tens of millions of US dollars at one time. The two sides of this game are not on the same level at all. Playing games? What to play? Even if Li Tianhua's whole family uses all the underwear as money for money, they can't afford to play this game of piling up money.

"Mr. Yan, be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, you should have heard this sentence, right?" Li Tianhua said with a gloomy face.

"Yes." Yan Murong nodded. "But it doesn't seem to have much to do with what we're talking about now - eating and drinking, apologizing, and we'll leave if it's okay."

When Yan Murong was talking to Li Tianhua, Mitsui Yingjun had been sitting next to him and watching with interest, as if he had no idea of helping at all. When he saw Li Tianhua looking at him, he stood up.

"Mr. Yan, wait a minute." Mitsui Yingjun stopped Yan Murong.

"You're okay too?" Yan Murong turned around and frowned and looked at Mitsui Handsome. "Doesn't seem to have much to do with you?"

"It really has nothing to do with me." Mitsui said with a smile. "But anyway, Richard is my friend, and now it's on the territory of our Mitsui family, so it's right for me to stand up and say something, isn't it?"

"You say, I'll listen." Yan Murong didn't refute, he really turned around, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and looked at Mitsui Handsome with a smile.

"Then I'll say it."

For Yan Murong, Mitsui is very handsome and can't see through. This guy is very weird, and he never likes to play cards according to common sense, so that normal people's thinking can never keep up with his thoughts.

"The Eagle Group is a partner of our Mitsui family." Mitsui said Hidetoshi.

"What else?"

"Richard is my classmate and friend."

"And then?"

"I hope Mr. Yan can give me a face." Mitsui said Hidetoshi. "Although I don't know what's going on, the past is gone, and it's not interesting to pursue it any further."

"That's all?" Yan Murong asked with a smile.

"That's all."

"Oh, then I'm leaving." Yan Murong turned around again, pulled Yan Minghua up and walked outside, no matter how handsome Mitsui called, he didn't look back.

Looking at the door, where there was no longer a figure, Mitsui Yingjun suddenly felt that when facing Yan Murong, it was like a tiger biting a hedgehog, and he had no way to speak. This guy's personality is really hard to grasp.

"Daddy, what the hell is going on? What happened to our family's company? After a while, Richard looked at Li Tianhua, whose face was pale, and asked cautiously.

"Smack!"

It was not Li Tianhua who answered him, but a resounding slap in the face.

This slap directly made Richard dizzy, and he sat on the ground, covering his aching cheek with one hand, and looked at his father with an incredible expression.

"Daddy, you-you're hitting me?"

If it weren't for the hot pain on his face, Richard wouldn't believe that this father, who had never beaten himself since he was a child, actually gave himself a big mouth.

Hit you? It's light to hit you.

Looking at Richard, who was full of grievances, Li Tianhua thought to himself, if I weren't the only biological son like you, I would love to strangle you.

"Uncle Li, calm down, you can't solve things by Richard." Mitsui said out loud. "I don't know what's going on, but I have some spare money, so I might be able to help you."

"Really?" Li Tianhua was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed. Isn't Minghua Group a lot of money? The Mitsui family also has a lot of money. If Mitsui Hidetoshi was really willing to lend him money, even if it wasn't much, he would have a way to withstand the domineering behavior of the Minghua Group - at least Minghua Group would not be stupid enough to spend more money than it was originally worth to buy something.

"Really." Mitsui nodded affirmatively. "I don't have a lot of money, but I think it's enough, but I'll have to tell me how much money I need first."

"Five billion dollars, as long as I am given another five billion dollars, I am completely sure." Li Tianhua said firmly.

"Five billion?" Mitsui Yingjun hesitated, lowered his head and pondered for a while, before looking at Li Tianhua with an expectant look on his face and said. "Okay, I'll lend it to you."