Jin Shian guessed correctly. When the market opened on Monday, the two main players who bought the purchases started a battle among Hailong's retail investors.

The two sides were in fierce competition, and even raised Hailong's stock price a little.

Jin Shi'an stayed at home to hide from reporters. It was normal whether he came to the company or not, but Zheng Meirong could not do whatever he wanted. Zheng Meirong was busy in the office until the evening, and several people ran away in a panic and said, "Mr. Wang from Beijing is here."

What is time to come is still here.

Wang Jinglin was probably looking for her son in Jin Shi'an's office, but she didn't find her.

Zheng Meirong stood at the door of Jin Shi'an's office, took a deep breath, and knocked on the door - the door was not closed, Wang Jinglin sat in front of Jin Shi'an's desk, with her assistant standing on both sides. Seeing Zheng Meirong come in, she stood up, her face as cold as ice.

Before Zheng Meirong could speak, she had already slapped her face on the face.

"You are so brave." Wang Jinglin stared at her indifferently, "Are you waiting for him to die? You have the courage to hide it from me?"

Zheng Meirong covered her face and did not look at Wang Jinglin's eyes. She could only say calmly: "I'm sorry, aunt."

She immediately slapped her face on the other side of her face.

"You have the face to call me aunt."

Zheng Meirong stopped covering her face, so she simply let go of her hand and let her beat her.

As long as Wang Jinglin can play happily, she will keep Hailong, and it doesn't matter if she hits a few more times.

But Wang Jinglin stopped acting, just looked at her coldly.

Wang Jinglin has half of the Western tribe's bloodline. Even though she is over fifty years old, she can still imagine her beauty in her youth. Her face is particularly unbearable for the years. Her delicate and tender beauty of the past has become the old and rough today.

Like many abandoned wives, she must have given up taking care of herself for many years, and cleaned her head and face again after divorce. No matter how much she cleaned up, she could not take back her youth. She could see her protruding hands and drooping corners of her eyes at a glance.

But years of experience in the mall left an unconcealed sharp aura on this woman.

Looking closely, Jin Shi'an's eyes and chin were very similar to her. He was very good at choosing the best genes in his parents to inherit, including Jin Hailong's tallness and Wang Jinglin's beautiful jawline.

This pair of resentful couples may not have really loved each other.

Zheng Meirong was a little sad when she remembered her failed love.

"Aunt, save Hailong, Ashi has worked very hard."

Wang Jinglin looked at her coldly, turned around and sat back on the chair, "You are so arrogant to ask for help. If I don't come, I won't hear what you begged me."

"Ashi said, I can't cause you trouble."

Wang Jinglin picked up the book on the table and threw it at Zheng Meirong's face: "Stop doing this, open your mouth and shut up and call A Shi, what are you?"

Zheng Meirong did not avoid it, and her forehead was immediately hit by the thick book of calfskin: "I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, you can apologize no matter how much you want me to apologize. Mr. Jin, your only son, Hailong is also your hard work."

"What's the use of apologizing?" Wang Jinglin's voice was filled with gloomy lightning. "Jin Hailong has contacted enough shareholders. Even if I try my best to acquire retail investors, it's useless." She glared at Zheng Meirong: "You are doing Xiao Fukui with me now. Hailong is not your final decision. Look at what you have done?"

"We are already visiting shareholders." Zheng Mei endured the pain and answered her gentlely.

Wang Jinglin was silent for a long time and asked, "Where is he now?"

——Where? I'm afraid he's still on the bed with Bai Yang. Zheng Meirong was about to explain to Shi'an, but a gentle voice sounded at the door:

"I'm waiting for you."

They were all too familiar with this voice. Wang Jinglin's face could not hide her surprise. Shi'an was wearing a coat in his hand, and Yushu stood at the door in a breeze, smiling at his mother: "Mom, can you have a meal tonight?"

The welcoming banquet that Jin Shi'an gave his mother was set up in the green clouds. This is the highest altitude hotel in Nanjing. The restaurant is on the 78th floor. In the twilight, at a glance, it seems that you can see all the lights of thousands of families in Nanjing, and the colorful colors flash in the clouds on the spring night.

This ancient capital, whose dragon veins were cut off in the rumors, seemed to make up for all the lost royal aura on the prosperity of the beautiful and prosperous world. The prosperity was like the embroidery on the old cloud brocade. Because it was too colorful, it seemed mediocre at first glance, and it was a simple and generous beauty. After watching it for a long time, I realized the shocking and rich beauty.

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Shi'an booked the entire venue, and the manager and the waiters stood at the door in a proper manner, bowing first and asking, "Hello, Mr. Wang."

Shi'an asked his mother to sit down and sat down slowly.

Wang Jinglin was surprised in her heart. At first she thought that Jin Hailong was messing around with the prince when the raccoon cat changed to the prince. Now she met in person, and she also felt that the gap between her son and the past was too big.

It's a very different place.

Jin Shi'an saw Wang Jinglin's surprise. No matter how well she hid, it still showed on her face. Shi'an gave her enough time to be surprised. Generally, before the famous actors start, there are always many small characters to sing, lighting the dim gasoline lamp and dragging it for a long time, which makes people look forward to it. The famous actors just came late. At that time, several electric lights shone brightly - even if the famous actors' mouths are not crisp enough! In this snow-white and shining place, everyone was fascinated by the town.

So Shi'an didn't speak, so he let the gasoline lamp in Wang Jinglin's heart burn for a while.

Wang Jinglin must have guessed his changes in her heart at this time, first guessing whether he was bluffing, and then guessing how he would beg her.

Let's cook, Shi'an thought, smiling more elegantly on his face, and only listened to the manager introducing the appetizers on the side.

At three or four o'clock yesterday morning, Xu Zhiliu called.

The first thing to wake up was Bai Yang. Bai Yang pushed him up. He looked at the phone and Bai Yang pouted and said, "Come on."

Shi'an smiled and spoke out.

Xu Zhiliu's voice sounded extremely weak, as if it was hoarse after shouting desperately.

"I got the list," he said.

When Shi'an heard his voice, he was a little surprised and looked at Bai Yang.

"Shi'an," Xu Zhiliu asked him, "Bai Yang is by your side, right?"

Shi'an said gently: "Yes. What's wrong with your throat?"

Xu Zhiliu seemed to be pinched by someone, and snorted in pain from his throat. The phone made a rolling noise, and it was picked up again after a long time.

Bai Yang was a little anxious and interrupted and asked, "What's wrong? Who is hitting you?"

Xu Zhiliu heard his voice and said for a long time: "I'm fine."

He knew they were together, day or night.

Shi'an was also worried, but he was not easy to say it out, afraid that he would disturb the other side, so he pressed Bai Yang: "Where are you?"

Xu Zhiliu coughed and smiled, "I'm really fine, don't call the police. If you want to see me, I can go to you at any time."

Bai Yang didn't dare to speak anymore, and Zai An blinked his eyes in his arms. His meaning was to ask Shi An to save him.

Xu Zhiliu didn't wait for them to speak, and only asked one question: "You love him very much, right?"

Shi'an was silent for a moment and said slowly: "Zhi Liu, you must take care of yourself and don't take risks for me."

He signaled Bai Yang to call the police with his eyes, but he delayed with words.

"I don't need that list," said Shi'an. "Tell me first, where are you."

Xu Zhiliu didn't say anything, and the phone was taken away by another man.

"I will send you the list," he said, "Don't disturb Zhiliu again in the future, and the matter between him and you ends here."

The phone was hung up. I called it again and it was turned off. Five minutes later, Jin Hailong's list was sent from another unfamiliar phone.

"It's Su Luofeng." Bai Yang said.

Shi'an nodded silently. They looked at each other and felt that this was a bit bloody.

Xu Zhiliu must have suffered when Su Luofeng was with him, but Su Luofeng would not do anything too outrageous when he spoke like this.

Shi'an called Zheng Meirong: "Call the police. If Xu Zhiliu is fine, there is no need to reply to me."

After a while, Li Nian called, "Well, the romantic president, Xu Zhiliu is back home."

Bai Yang felt relieved and finally had the leisure to look at him sorely: "Jin Xiaosan."

Shi'an smiled helplessly, and he hugged Bai Yang in his arms: "I'm so unjust, I'll be careful in the future." As he said that, he went to kiss Bai Yang's curling mouth again: "But you have to promise me that you will never leave me again."

Jin Hailong's list makes the situation clear and serious. Almost all shareholders are on this list. Shi'an Hemu calculated that even if Jin Hailong does not buy from retail investors, he has already mastered more than 30% of the shares.

Not only are old shareholders, but also Zhao Weichang and Ma Yan were won over by him.

However, Tu Linqiang, who holds 5%, is not on this list.

Jin Hailong doesn’t need to worry about Tu Linqiang. He just needs to collect 5% from retail investors and get what he wants. This number is easy for the current stock market and Jin Hailong’s financial resources.

Shi'an would not fully believe Xu Zhiliu and Su Luofeng, but even without this list, he was ready to turn against all shareholders.

"Yang Yang," Shi'an's voice was quiet and gentle, "If one day I have nothing, would you feel wronged?"

He didn't ask if he would be with him anymore, he knew that no matter what he became, Bai Yang would not leave him.

Bai Yang was stunned for a moment, and suddenly hugged his shoulder boldly: "Then let me, the big star, support you!"

Shi'an lowered his head and smiled silently. He held Bai Yang's hand and linked it to him.

No matter how difficult and difficult it is, as long as these two hands hold each other, there is nothing that cannot be overcome.

In the morning, Shi'an ordered Li Nian to find out Wang Jinglin's residence. He was staring at her whereabouts all day. Li Nian's paparazzi were familiar with these things. Until the evening, Li Nian came to report: "Your mother went to Hailong."

Shi'an laughed when he heard this. No one beat the drums and drums. How could he make a comedy? The play must be watched by someone to sing it.

Now he sat in front of Wang Jinglin and gave Wang Jinglin a croquette of ducks, "If Beijingers don't make ducks like this, hasn't my mother tasted them for a long time?"

Since Wang Jinglin was born, she has never seen him be so sensible. Jin Shian has a temper like a Jin Hailong since childhood, and is twisted and rough, so she will not do anything. Wang Jinglin is determined to be successful, but her son becomes a rolling dragon poured out of the same mold as her father.

As soon as Shi'an appeared in Hailong, she was already very surprised. After many years of not seeing her, her son suddenly became what she dreamed of, a gentleman, gentle and polite - she always suspected that it was Jin Shi'an, Qiao and Zhang Zuozhi to please her, but when she thought about it, she felt very desolate.

Even if Jin Shian is really just pretending for a while!

He is more sensible than before.
To be continued...