Sweet Desire! The Cold Lord God, Who Can Tease, Coax, and Act Coquettish. - Chap 23
“I don’t care how much noise you mother and son make.”
Like a ruthless judge, Si Jin continued his arbitrary judgment regardless of the prisoner’s emotions: “I’m just here to tell you that I have told the company’s shareholders about your investment and loss of money. They unanimously decided to convene a shareholders’ meeting. , to replace the company’s senior leaders. The meeting will be held at 12 o’clock tomorrow morning in the company’s top-level conference room. Give me the shares and let me win back face for you, or lose money and be embarrassed. You still have one day to think about it. ”
After saying that, Si Jin hung up the phone, leaving Bai Sichen and his son alone to stare at the cell phone with the screen turned off.
The mother and son quarreled all day and all night, breaking almost everything they could throw at home, before finally deciding to hand over the worthless shares to Si Jin in exchange for face in front of the shareholders.
After all, the shareholders of the Bai Group are all relatives, and if they are offended, their mother and son will really have no place in the Bai family.
Si Jin got the shares and took over as chairman of the company. The first thing he did was to fire Bai Sichen and Wu Ting, and take back all the properties belonging to the company under their mother and son’s names.
When Wu Ting was kicked out of the house, her eyes were filled with tears.
There is a posture of “if you don’t let me live here, I will squat at the door and cry, so that the neighbors can see what kind of unkind and unjust white-eyed wolf you are, Bai Sijin”.
Si Jin saw her thoughts keenly and added as he locked the door: “This house belongs to the company. If you dare to make trouble here, I will sue you for breaking into a private house. By then, the eldest brother may not have a probation period.” ”
After that, he got in the car and left directly.
Wu Ting and Bai Sichen had no choice but to pick up large and small bags and rent a house with only a few thousand dollars in cash in their wallets.
Si Jin helped the police arrest Mr. Wang and stepped up the handling of company affairs.
It is already a week later that the company is back on track.
At nine ten in the morning, Si Jin had just finished his regular meeting when he received a strange phone call.
On the other end of the phone, there was a gentle female voice: “Is this Mr. Bai Sijin? I am Mr. Luo’s personal assistant Lin Qing. The audition for “The Last Liang” will start in twenty minutes. Please arrive at Stellar Media as soon as possible. .”
Only then did Si Jin remember that he had agreed to Luo Linyuan’s audition.
So I handed the other documents to secretary Xiao Zhang.
Drive and reach Stellar Media at the speed of light.
… …
When Si Jin arrived, a dozen young people were already waiting outside Luo Linyuan’s office.
Each of them wore a tuxedo that belonged to a pianist. They were dressed brightly and confidently, as if they were the pianists in the play.
Looking at myself again, I look out of place in a professional suit and look inferior to others.
Si Jin: “…”
What if the old fox feels that he is not as good as these fresh little milk bags?
After thinking about it, Si Jin took out his mobile phone, clicked replay, and dialed Lin Qing’s number: “Ms. Lin, this is Bai Si Jin. I’m here, but I forgot to bring my audition clothes. Can you take me to change them?”
“Of course it’s convenient. You are the artist specially assigned by Mr. Luo. Where are you? I will take you to the fitting room.”
“I’m just outside Luohu… Linyuan’s office.”
“Okay sir, please wait three minutes.”
Lin Qing was indeed punctual, and walked over on high heels in less than three minutes.
She was a woman in her thirties, wearing smart business attire, and walked up to Si Jin in a few steps.
Smile and say hello: “Hello Mr. Bai, I am Lin Qing, come with me.”
Si Jin shook hands politely and asked, “Do you know me?” while walking with her.
“Of course, I often watch your TV series, they are all great.”
While talking, he took Si Jin to a fitting room: “Sir, this is our VIP fitting room. All the clothes are available in it. You can choose as you like.”
“Thanks.”
After sending Lin Qing away, Si Jin opened the door of the fitting room and selected a European medieval tuxedo from more than a dozen rows of neatly arranged clothes.
Pure velvet fabric, excellent drape, elegant and noble.
He walked inside and opened the door of a changing room.
At a glance, he saw Luo Linyuan with his shirt half-buttoned.
