Chapter 38: The King of Counter-Strike (7)

Second uncle Bai Shutang pretended to pat Luo Zhifeng's shoulder: "Second uncle has the best medical resources in his hand, alas... I hope they are all well, otherwise what should I do if I leave you alone?"
"...Okay." Luo Zhifeng replied with his eyes down.
He doesn't even need to pretend to be sad, just lower his eyelashes, and someone will rush to smooth his frowning eyebrows.
The second uncle Bai Shutang didn't like this too handsome face, he smiled kindly, and there was a muddy wave in his eyes. In the eyes of people like him, he can only see affair, benefits, and property that is about to be readily available.
Your uncle and nephew, you come and go for a while, and they parted quickly.
The second uncle Bai Shutang turned to leave and dialed a phone call: "My brother and sister-in-law seem to be dead soon. We just have to wait patiently. As long as they die, how can such a brat like Bai Jinli be able to support him? Live company?
When the situation is wrong, those shareholders who do not intend to support us will also turn their backs—"
"Huh? Wish me my wish? Tongxi, Tongxi, third brother, when the time comes to annex the Bai's company, the second brother will definitely share your share."
Second Uncle Bai Shutang grinned, showing the old fox's stern smile.
Luo Zhifeng turned around and made a call.
"Dad and mom, are you having a good shopping?" He did what Bai Jinli would usually look like.
Father Bai answered calmly: "Well, your mother is very happy, my hands are not very happy (very quietly)."
Bai Jinli followed Luo Zhifeng to listen to Father Bai's words, and laughed out loud. He could almost imagine his father being unloved and having a strong desire to survive.
"It will be your wedding anniversary soon. My friend gave me a few tickets to fly to Bali to watch the show. Mom's favorite foreign singer will hold a concert there. Tickets for two people. Go and try?"
White mother snatched the phone from Father Bai's hand and glanced at him as a threat: "Go, why not? Jinli has a heart--"
Luo Zhifeng deceived his father and mother out of the country in a few words. Basically, they had just returned from shopping, and they boarded the filming road of the early honeymoon trip without stopping. Others didn't even have the opportunity to block it.
He calmly faked the diagnosis that his father and mother were critically ill, and then asked someone to act as them.
A few days later, the news of the "critical illness" of the white father and mother flew to the children of the Bai family and shareholders like wings.
Acting well, Luo Zhifeng was in the dark except for revealing the true conditions of his father and mother to a few trusted partners.
The Bai’s company was turbulent, and even the employees at the bottom were anxious. As the first heir, Bai Jinli did not respond for a long time. The employees learned that the young master was pale and withered sitting there by catching the wind. He was in a trance, as if he was still immersed in sorrow, with no intention of company affairs.
Some people's hearts also floated with the company's turmoil.
"Hey, let me say... I just go to that one." An employee winked and said. He was referring to the Bai family's child who had been in Bai's company, who happened to be the nephew who Bai Shutang was optimistic about.
He repeatedly complained: "The prince Bai only cares about himself. How does he understand the panic of our grassroots employees? He doesn't care about our lives or life. Why do we believe that he can lead us to continue to grow the company in the future?! "
The employee said louder and louder, and a trace of triumph flashed across his eyes.
He was able to forget his form, naturally he did not see the ghostly expressions of other employees.
"Really?" Luo Zhifeng handed out a sentence. The employee didn't know that the disaster was imminent, and raised his neck high: "When ra..."
The employee glanced at the direction from the young male voice. The object of his discussion, the prince of Bai's company, was standing in front of him. His face was thin, but his words made the employee's face flushed.
Luo Zhifeng glanced at him sideways: "You have been fired. Go to the Personnel Office to get your salary."
He opened his hands on the table at will, and said casually: "Our company kindly distributed a small portion of equity to the employees, but you are no longer an employee of our company, so... the company will withdraw the benefits for employees. ."
"No, this--!" The tongue-tied employee got stuck. He wanted to say you can't do this. Don't you want to maintain the stability of the company's surface?
But Luo Zhifeng didn't lift his eyelids: "After all, I don't understand the panic of the grassroots employees."
He also added an impromptu sentence: "Besides, you too think of yourself as a dish." Employees like him who openly talk about their jobs during working hours are just worms everywhere.
Will firing him cause the company to turmoil? Luo Zhifeng clearly analyzed a series of mental journeys of the employees-and regarded himself too much!
think too much.
The employee's face was blue and white, and he was furiously shaking the file at his hand. As a result, as soon as he raised his hand, a male employee next to him stared at him with deathly eyes: "You want to throw something and throw it yourself. What is my file for?"
This male employee is also a talent, and he throws the dismissed employee’s computer into the trash can next to it: "I throw it away for you, no thanks."
The dismissed employee was trembling with anger. He still didn't dare to bargain with a much stronger male employee, and immediately strode the meteor to drag the trash can out.
As he walked, he cursed grimly: "You wait, when I take refuge in the right person, sooner or later I want you to kneel down and beg me! What the hell!"
A banana peel leaked out of the trash can and slammed it on the employee's leather shoes, and all the slimy liquid stuck to it.
Dismissed employee mmp: "hastily!!"
A few days later.
In the expectation of all those who are interested, the father and mother Bai have not survived this and declared his death.
They were too excited to think about the truth or falsehood of the death of Father and Mother Bai, and no one noticed that Luo Zhifeng hadn't done some of the procedures at all.
The only thought of this group of greedy wolves was to tore up the skin of this little cub and divide his flesh and blood when the father and mother were "the bones are still cold."
Why is the huge Baishi company inherited by a second generation ancestor who has done nothing?
They are descendants of the Bai family, and they also have the right to inherit! Under the guise of not wanting to watch the Bai family fall, they began to win people's hearts unscrupulously, and even the day before the father and mother Bai announced their "death", they held a board of directors and invited Luo Zhifeng to participate in this Hongmen banquet.
"Are you serious?"
Luo Zhifeng swept over these aggressive elders with fake smiles: "Let me hand over the control of Bai's company?"
He closed his eyes slightly, looking dazed and helpless, vividly acting as a weak rabbit falling into the mouth of a hungry wolf.
Bai Jinli looked terrible as he listened to the boss's behavior.
The shareholders who were bought over made a round and smiled: "Jinli, this is also for the Bai family, for the good of your parents. Your uncles and brothers are not malicious—"
no offence?
Luo Zhifeng smiled lightly, wherever he looked at, he met a pair of green eyes.
They could no longer hide the fangs under their mouths, and they kept trying to pounce on the skin of his innocent, poor and helpless Bai heir.
The flesh-and-blood buns of their loved ones are delicious dishes to them.
The second uncle Bai Shutang clapped his hands, he obviously controls most of the rights: "Jin Liguai, obedient, uncle found a lawyer favored by his brother and sister-in-law during his lifetime, and he also brought a last word left by his brother and them."
"Brothers and sisters-in-laws also hope that you can delegate power, so that they can know and rest in peace--"
He clapped his hands, but saw that the elite lawyer rushed in embarrassedly like a ghost, with a look of horror and horror: "The dead man cheated!"
A hand was placed on the shoulder of an elite lawyer, and his whole person was thrown over all at once, and the owner of the hand directly stepped on him.
"Okay," Father Bai smiled back, "That's how you failed our trust?"
He kicked and smashed the lawyer with leather shoes a few times, with a force that would not hurt anyone.
Father Bai glanced lightly at the ugly younger brothers and shareholders, and clapped and applauded: "You know in the spring? I'm crawling out of Huangquan now. Are you happy?"
Naturally, no one is happy.
One or two are like bereaved concubines, their faces are extremely beautiful.
Luo Zhifeng also smiled softly at his second uncle Bai Shutang: "Second uncle, are you happy? I just want to make a joke to you, who knows...?"
He seemed to feel a little embarrassed, and touched his hair, staggering a wayward rich second-generation joke to the fullest.
Second Uncle Bai Shutang almost broke his teeth, his mouth was full of blood.