Part Two, East Land Sugar Chapter 206: Defeat

e door creaked open. She went inside first, blocking the doorway and refusing to let him in." 。"Zhuo Yu'an, thank you for showing me how terrible of a woman I am."> 。"Tinglan, no..."Before he could f...Yao Yao then let go of Gu Ruan Dong and let him into the car. He sat inside and reached out from the window to cup her face and press it, "Don't work too hard."

After he finished speaking, he closed the window and told the driver to start the car.

Yao Yao's filming for this movie was indeed grueling and tiring, especially because most of the time she needed to be emotionally invested. There were a few scenes where she nearly collapsed after finishing them.

But she could relax outside the set, unlike Gu Ruandong who was always on edge and couldn't let go.

Non-stop back to Senzhou, the Senbing Group was in chaos. Xiao Cai and the driver came to the airport to pick him up, and on the way they briefed him on the current situation.

“Zhao Tingxing's acquired shares plus those of his confidants are roughly equal to yours. He called a shareholders' meeting today to..."

At this point, Xiao Cai hesitated and stopped talking.

"What was he thinking" Gu Ruandong raised his eyes and asked, his tone giving nothing away. Lu Kuo, sitting beside him in the back seat, also looked curiously at Xiao Cai.

Xiao Cai swallowed nervously and replied, "He called a shareholder meeting today to try to kick you off the board. Right now, the shareholders of Senbing Group are in the conference room voting.

Little Cai finished speaking, carefully observing his face. Having been by his side for so many years, they had always been the ones scheming against others; this was their first time being outmaneuvered, so he felt a mixture of worry and anger.

Lu Kuo also glanced at him, which was a bit embarrassing. But Lu Kuo actually knew Gu Ruandong and wouldn't be discouraged by this kind of thing.

Have the driver drive straight to Senbing Group. The whole office area was unusually quiet today. When they saw their group coming in, everyone lowered their heads and dared not look directly at them. After they passed by, they secretly looked back at their backs.

Gu Ruandong walked at the front, with a cold expression, he pushed open the meeting room door, and the meeting room fell silent instantly.

Zhao Tingxing sat in the center, a smug look on his face. Seeing him at the door, he smiled and gestured to an empty seat: "Gu Shao, please sit."

Gu Ruandong pulled the corner of his lips into a smile and sat in the designated position. He didn't say a word throughout the whole meeting, scanning the entire conference room with his eyes, pausing for a few seconds on each shareholder.

Though he didn't say a word, that look sent shivers down the spines of all the shareholders. They felt deep unease and uncertainty.

Actually, Gu Ruandong hasn't had the Shenbing Group for very long. He got it through manipulation and scheming. To be honest, his foundation in Shenbing isn't solid, and he doesn't have any loyal supporters. Otherwise, he wouldn't have had to give away a portion of his shares to gain allies, leading to his current passive situation.

At this time, especially the shareholders who had received his shares initially, only a small number dared to look at him. The rest of them lowered their heads so much that they couldn't even be seen.

Things are different now than they used to be. Zhao Tingxing collaborated with Sen Bing early on, and when Sen Bing went through a major upheaval, his people remained unharmed. Over the past two years, he has been lurking within, holding key positions at important core points. Additionally, he has rallied support from Liao's department and the military, and these shareholders, judging the situation and acting in their own self-interest, have had no choice but to comply with Zhao Tingxing.

Zhao Tingxing is known for his swift and decisive actions. He convened this shareholder meeting privately, aiming to remove Gu Ruandong from the board of directors while he was still in the southwest. This way, by the time Gu Ruandong returned, the situation would be settled. All that would remain is a formal notification.

In the conference room, no one dared to speak any more. They were afraid to offend Zhao Tingxing, but they also didn't want to offend Gu Ruandong. For a moment, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

But, when Gu Ruandong came in, Zhao Tingxing had already swum once. It was now time for the vote.

Gu Ruandong remained silent, staring at the meeting room. With Zhao Ting's actions as a representative, one by one shareholders raised their hands, with over 50% of the shareholders agreeing to his resignation from the board of directors and ceasing all involvement in decision-making for Senbing Group afterwards.

Little Cai's face turned green with anger, because several of them were highly valued by Gu Ruandong, and they were also helping Zhao Tingxing.

The victor is king, the loser is vanquished. Gu Ruandong, having spent so many years honing his skills in the business world, naturally understood this truth. He couldn't win every battle, so he accepted defeat with equanimity. Even as he left the conference room, he suddenly turned back, a smile on his face, and said to Zhao Ting, "Congratulations."

This congratulations is better left unsaid. It made Zhao Tingxing feel uneasy, always suspecting that this old fox surrendered too quickly and must have some sinister schemes behind his back. Therefore, although they won, the joy wasn't as much as expected, and he didn't dare to be too high-profile. After all, the Senbing Group relied on the military for survival, which was different from his own company.

So at the celebratory banquet that evening, he had invited everyone who should have been invited and treated everyone who should have been treated. After all of that, he very rarely restrained his flamboyant personality and stood quietly watching the ballroom.

Those who come are celebrities from the political and business world, everyone respectfully calls him "Mr. Zhao", and his identity seems to gradually break free from the shackles of class, moving up a level.

If it had happened in the past, he would have been excited and delighted to be part of it. But now that it was a reality, he realized it was all an illusion, not as joyful as he had imagined.

After having a few drinks, I unconsciously flipped through my phone and sent a message with no context: Come have a drink!

This is for Han Li, expressing that he believes only she could truly understand the hardships he faced traveling from the mountains to this place.

Hàn Lì quickly replied: "No, I'm not feeling well today."

He put his phone away and said nothing more.

The celebration banquet lasted until midnight. The driver took him back to the hotel. As he pressed the floor button, he almost instinctively pressed 22nd floor, heading for room 2203.

As I reached the door, my head cleared.

The city was a stranger to him, with no fixed abode. Every time he returned, he stayed in the penthouse suite of this hotel.

But tonight, he didn't want to spend it alone. He went downstairs again and out of the hotel lobby. His driver hadn't left yet. Seeing him, he rushed over and asked him where he wanted to go

I was going to look for Han Li, but suddenly I realized he didn't know her at all, not even her address.

I just called her, "What's your address"

That person's breath was weak, but they didn't refuse: "I'll send you a WeChat message in a while."

Han Li was indeed sick. After returning from the southwest, she felt unwell. It was probably because she had been tense for several years, especially the past two years working as Gu Ruan Dong's secretary. With her daily fast-paced and high-pressure work, her stress finally broke down, and her body reacted accordingly.

There's not much of a problem, just weakness and fatigue. The fever comes and goes intermittently.

Zhao Tingxing received her address and when he walked in, she was drinking water at the bar, wearing a silk slip dress. Her skin was already fair, but now that she was sick, it looked even paler, almost deathly white.

Before, every time Zhao Tingxing saw her, she was radiant, from her hair to her toes, meticulously groomed. He had never seen her like this; her figure remained the same, but she seemed like a ghost. your back."Hàn Lì saw him walking on the construction site just now, and knew he must be injured. Knowing he wouldn't let anyone see, Hàn Lì simply took matters into his own hands and decided to be s...