Chapter 502: HD uncoded

Chapter 502
At ten o'clock in the morning, Jiangcheng, where the headquarters of Hongyi Group is located, and the Yang's Garden, shrouded in golden sunlight, are as gorgeous as ever.
Only with Yang Xiaoqiang's death, Yang's brand was gradually washed away.
The three words Yao Feiyan began to replace Yang Xiaoqiang, and the Yang Family Garden became the Yao Family Mansion. Yao Feiyan used to show her strength.
At this moment, in the backyard of the garden, on the semi-open terrace, Yao Feiyan is leaning on a white rocking chair, holding a cup of hot black tea in her hand.
She also wore simple clothes today, long shirts, short skirts, stockings and leather shoes.
Her gown is very tight and just right
With a light movement, it is full of mature styles.
It's just that she didn't appreciate her seductiveness too much, and looked more at the grass not far away, where stood a middle-aged man with a smile on his face:
"The share transfer agreement is all done?"
The middle-aged man who was called Boss Yuan was short and fat, with a scar on his face, but standing there gave a sense of integrity.
Hearing Yao Feiyan’s question, he hurriedly bowed and replied:
If you return to President Yao, everything is done. The four shareholders are willing to transfer their shares to us in order to be able to get out of prison.

"The Yang family also signed a declaration to give up the inheritance. As of today, Mr. Yao's shares have reached 70%."
Yao Feiyan's pretty face didn't change much, she seemed to have expected this situation long ago, and smiled faintly:
"Very well, with 70% of the shares, the Red Clothes Group has only one voice. Of course, the combination of rigidity and softness is the king, and the iron and blood methods have been used so much, and it should give everyone a bit of sweetness."
"Tell the finance that this year's bonus will be given to each person with three months' salary, so that they will think me a little bit better, and also stabilize their impetuous hearts."
Boss Yuan bowed his head slightly: "Understood."
"By the way, how is Nalan Group now?"
Yao Feiyan raised her head, her pretty face was very charming in the sunshine: "Nalande is dead, did his women fight with illegitimate children?"
"It's a mess."
Boss Yuan has obviously already understood the situation and took the topic without hesitation: "Seven concubines and thirteen children are fighting for Nalande's family property."
"The confidants and generals under their banners have almost turned their faces. They have to stage assassination scenes every day, which is more chaotic than the five nations and ten generations."
"Very good, this is the situation I like to see."
Yao Feiyan's voice is sweet, full of temptation like hers: "But this is not enough, we should add some fire."
"You buy the police or inferior children, completely disperse the Nalan group for me, and then clean up the Nalan family one by one."
"Let them pay for the rudeness that Naland once had."
Boss Yuan nodded gently: "President Yao rest assured, I must make arrangements to ensure that the Nalan family is wiped from the grassland."
Yao Feiyan was very satisfied with the performance of Boss Yuan, and then changed the subject: "Is there any news from Mingjiang?"
Speaking of Mingjiang, she leaned her body a little, her plump and sexy, even and smooth thighs followed the movement, drawing a sultry arc.
Make people swell with blood.
Boss Yuan bowed slightly: "If you return to President Yao, there is no news for the time being. There have been fierce battles in the back alleys of the restaurant, but I don't know who is dead or alive."
He hesitated for a moment: "Because there is no trace to be found."
"I also made a few calls to Pidku, but the phone was turned off, and no one answered the two phones."
Yao Feiyan red lips lightly opened: "How is Ye Tianlong?"
Speaking of Ye Tianlong, she instinctively leaned her upper body forward, her shirt was a little looser, and she could see the infinite spring scenery inside through the gap between the buttons.
But no one dared to take a glance.
Boss Yuan was also honest: "We returned to Baishizhou in the morning, and the person we were following was picked out, stripped off and thrown off the road to show the public."
Yao Feiyan rubbed his fingers against the cup, and his voice was very flat: "That is all dead."
The pudgy man couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words: "All dead? Isn't that impossible? Pidku is the No. 2 killer of the Philippines, with 65 missions and 64 successes."
"The nine killers who followed him are also the masters of first-class kills. Ten of them can't handle the oriole and Ye... Tianlong?"
"You haven't dealt with him. I don't know how good he is."
Yao Feiyan thought of the face that made herself fascinated, the male breath, the domineering figure in the dogfighting ring, and there was a ripple in her heart:
"I just know he is great... I still underestimate him now."
She took a sip of black tea. The warmth and hotness made her look like she was back in the warmth of Mingjiang: "Perhaps, I should bear it again."
But she knew in her heart that no matter how she endured it, she couldn't change from unwilling to reconciliation. Like Goujian, she could share adversity, but could not share prosperity.
The red dress can only be hers alone.
Boss Yuan whispered: "Madam, if Pideku and the others are really dead, what shall we do next?"
"Do you want me to send more people to protect you? I am worried that Ye Tianlong and the oriole will retaliate."
Yao Feiyan faintly said, "No, I have a sense of measure."
"Mr. Yao, there is a request from Han Qinhu."
At this moment, a Yao's bodyguard ran over and said respectfully: "He said he is from Mingjiang."
Boss Yuan's face changed drastically: "Come here so fast? Madam, you avoid him first, I will take the brothers to kill him."
As these words fell, the figures flashed in the courtyard, and a dozen men in black appeared.
Yao Feiyan stretched out a finger and wiggled it slightly: "No, go, invite him in."
Yao's bodyguard nodded quickly when he heard the words, and Boss Yuan was fascinated by it.
Not long after, Han Qinhu appeared in Yao Feiyan's field of vision.
Dressed as a grassroots migrant worker, wearing leather shoes on his feet, but no socks, walking along the way, laughing and nodding all the way, seeming to be conscientious.
But Yao Feiyan knew that the person sent by Ye Tianlong was definitely not a waste.
"Mr. Han, hello, thank you very much."
Before Han Qinhu stood in front of him, Yao Feiyan smiled: "I don't know what happened to Tianlong, let you run so far."
"Come, sit, have a good cup of tea, and have a good lunch."
Yao Feiyan put down the tea cup in her hand: "Here, it's my guest, what to eat, what to play, I pack it, and you must have fun."
"Thank you Madam for your kindness."
Han Qinhu hurriedly waved his hand: "I just came to pass a few words, and I will go back when I finish speaking. Besides, Madam’s things, I dare not eat."
Without changing her face, Yao Feiyan sighed faintly, "What two words does Tianlong want to tell me?"
"First, Madam likes to talk about money. Then talk about money. Give Madam half a year. I hope Madam can implement it."
Han Qinhu's voice is soft: "The second sentence, he is in Mingjiang all day, and his wife can't set foot all day."
"Otherwise, he will publish this to the public, let the wife point out, and all people will spit it."
Having said this, Han Qinhu took out a sealed envelope and carefully handed it to Yao Feiyan.