Chapter 312: Things are not

As soon as Gao Leng's voice fell, Su Su was stunned for a while, and looked at what he was just trying to ask, Gao Leng waved his hand to block her words: "As for the reason, it is not convenient for me to tell you now. Get off the car. ."
With that said, Gao Leng got off the car and looked up at the four-story building in front of him, slightly surprised.
When I looked in the car, I didn’t think it was, I just thought that the building was quite the style of a foreign-style house during the Republic of China. The exquisite retro road that Su Mansion must have taken is supposed to be awe-inspiring.
When I got out of the car and looked again, I found that this is more than the style of a foreign-style building during the Republic of China. This is a foreign-style building during the Republic of China. It has been renovated in the past 15 years at most. The outer wall is covered with roses and some wall tiles have peeled off. , Is incompatible with this grand courtyard style.
It's pretty dilapidated.
Unexpectedly, Su Mansion would not be repaired, which made Gao Leng unpredictable.
An older butler immediately stepped forward and pulled the passenger seat away. Su Su got out of the car with a bad face, but the attendant seemed to be accustomed to her stinky complexion. He was accustomed to smiling and bending over to welcome him in. He must have been serving for a long time. It's not the fear and flattery of her subordinates when they see her black face on weekdays, and there is even a slight smile on her face.
Her stinky face came from Gao Leng.
"It's a mystery." She regained her former queen demeanor after a whispered sarcasm. Just as she was about to walk into the door with her head high, her foot was so painful that she grinned and the housekeeper quickly helped.
Her momentum suddenly weakened a lot, and after pouting her mouth in anger, her face was sullen.
As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged man hurriedly greeted him with a pile of documents in his hand: "Mr. Su, this is an official document to be processed from the afternoon to the evening."
Su Su took the information and turned a few pages, then stopped abruptly, and clicked on one of the places: "Uncle, did he speak a bit bigger? When is this project his turn? Tell him that there is no door. "
"Yes."
After turning a few more pages, he stopped again: "Don't pay attention to the uncle's complaint in the future. If you want to sell the shares, he will sell it. Do not submit this kind of mail to me in the future."
"Yes."
In just five minutes, Su Su processed a pile of materials, but just after finishing the pile, the man took out another pile. Su Su pointed to the upper floor and said, "I put it in the study room. It will be processed, you can go back."
Gao Leng stood aside quite a bit of admiration. Now it is about ten o'clock in the evening, and the president of Dudao Huantai has an infinite scenery, and behind the scenery is hard work.
"Yes." The man nodded quickly, and after looking at Gao Leng, he seemed to be embarrassed.
"Say, it's okay." Su Su saw his doubts, took a cold look, and instructed openly.
"Mr. Sunan made an appointment with dozens of media today to accuse President Su..." The man looked a little embarrassed, and after looking at Su Su, he continued: "The accusation against President Su was not recognized by his six relatives, and he also found out the day when the old President Su died. , You didn’t bury President Su, but grabbed the inheritance with your ashes...Oh no, come to preside over the overall situation. It is said that you have to explode and say that you are...cold-blooded."
After Su Su’s parents died in a car accident, after the cremation that day, Su Su came to the Huantai Group to fight for the inheritance with the ashes, and more than 300 people were laid down. The media had been speculating for a day, and all kinds of rumors were endless. All of them, in summary, are nothing more than filial piety, greed for money, and robbing of inheritance.
However, in just one day, Su Su suppressed almost all mainstream media rumors and controlled public opinion the next day.
Sunan is Su Su’s uncle. In this inheritance battle, Su Su had an absolute advantage to regain most of the shares. Sunan was defeated, but now he still holds 8% of the shares and is also a major shareholder. It seems that he is going to turn his head.
"Cold-blooded? Six relatives deny? Tell him, first of all, my blood is not cold, it's ice, and secondly, what is true six relatives denial, he will know soon." After speaking, Su Su waved his hand.
The man quickly stepped back.
The old butler held a cup of tea and put it on the coffee table, bent towards Gao Leng, and Gao Leng nodded.
"Mr. Su, I won't drink tea anymore. Let's go and see Tai Sui first." Gao Leng did not want to drink tea at this time, said.
"What's the rush? I have to eat something." Su Su frowned and looked up. As expected, someone brought some porridge up, Gao Leng's heart twisted, and it was not easy to urge her, so she had to endure Throbbing under her body, waiting for her to finish eating.
The process of waiting is suffering. It is said that driving has distracted some energy before, but there is nothing to do at this time. The energy will inevitably notice under the body, Gao Leng is a little restless, so he looks around and distracts.
The lobby is the lobby of a western-style building in the Republic of China. The mahogany staircase spirals up, much like a scene in a movie. The decoration in the lobby is also very simple. The telephone on the square coffee table in the corner of the mahogany sofa is also very nostalgic. Foreign telephones are no longer in use today, they are just decorations.
Gao Leng's vision fell on two photo albums covered with a mirror face down beside the phone, and took a curious look. One photo album was a black-and-white family photo in front of his eyes, and a line of small characters underneath: Su Clan Wang, continuous descendants.
The other photo album was taken in the past few years. The characters on it all resounded in the business world. Su Su’s parents, uncles, uncles, and aunts were all veterans who made the Huantai Group. Their pros.
All of them were smiling and peaceful.
"Things are not people." Su Su stopped the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, took the photo album without looking at it, and put it face down again, with a lonely expression on his face.
"The business war in Huantai Group was really bloody. You laid off a lot of people. From top to bottom, it seemed cruel. Now it seems that you made the most correct choice. The most taboo thing for the family business is the backbone. After they left, they rushed to seize, divide, and were finally eliminated by the market." Gao Leng sighed quietly.
In the business war of the year, in the eyes of bystanders, Su Su was really cold-blooded when he was cutting the bones and tendons of the veteran of the Huantai Group.
"President and CEO, it’s normal to lay off employees." Su Su said lightly, smiled, and took a bit of the official, took a few mouthfuls of the porridge in the bowl, and then stood up and pointed upstairs: "Tai Sui is It's from my family, upstairs, come with me."
As she said, she turned to the old housekeeper and said, "Uncle Zhang, tell everyone to rest. I have to go to Huang Cong’s dinner for a while. The entertainment is not over. Just leave a gatekeeper. It's about two in the morning. Come back, get me some more porridge, I have to work at night."
"Yeah." The old butler nodded, then softly agreed. He looked at Su Su, but he didn't say what he wanted to say. He just sighed quietly, took the dishes and left.
When everyone left, the whole western-style building was filled with a wonderful atmosphere, as if time and space shuttled back to that distant age.
Su Su was walking in front. When she was about to walk up the wooden stairs, she took off her sports shoes, turned her head and gave a cold glance: "You don't need your help."
As he said, barefoot, holding the escalator with one hand, his feet began to move up slightly trembling.