If Hua Shaodong had been a little more sensible, they would not have ended up being where they are now.

If he had been more strict with the discipline of the Chinese Young East, they would not have ended up in the current land.

All of this is their own fault.

"thump……"

Under the astonished eyes of everyone, Hua Dongming knelt down at Lan Feng with a "thump", and heard from his mouth with a pleading voice: "Master Feng, all this is my fault. If you are not relieved, just hit me. I will compensate you and Miss Mi Weier for this bastard here instead of this bastard. As compensation, I am willing to give all the shares of the China Huayu Entertainment Company to Mr. Feng and Miss Mi Weier. I hope you have a large number of them, so let us go, father and son..."

Huayu Entertainment Company is better than anyone else. Although Huayu Entertainment Company is in an unprecedented crisis, he believes that as long as Lan Feng gets the shares and the company, with his means and ability, Huayu Entertainment Company may become stronger than before. At that time, the value of half of the shares he holds is several times that of now.

After all, Huadongming would not believe that Lan Feng spent so much time and energy to get Huayu Entertainment Company to such a dilemma, and then spent billions to acquire such a ragged Huayu Entertainment Company.

I have to admit that Hua Dongming has indeed a unique vision, but how could Lan Feng be as he wished?

"You have no choice."

Looking at Huadongming, a quiet voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "If it weren't for the fact that both of us had not celebrated the holidays or conflicts before, I wouldn't have given you this acquisition agreement. To get the shares in your hands, I secretly have a thousand and ten thousand other means and methods."

Lan Feng's voice was indifferent, unquestionable, making Hua Dongming's face extremely ugly. He was unwilling to accept it, but he was unable to refute it because Hua Dongming knew that Lan Feng was telling the truth.

Hua Dongming fell into a long silence, and finally sighed softly, letting out a helpless sigh: "Okay, I agree."

As Hua Dongming finished his words, he seemed to have been aged for decades, with a look of depressed and lonely face. He slowly stood up, picked up the pen beside him and signed the contract placed on the conference table.

Hearing Hua Dongming's words, Hua Shaodong, who was standing aside, finally came to his senses from the shocking "education" that Hua Dongming had just been shocked. He stood up and snatched the pen from Hua Dongming's hand. A roaring sound came from his mouth: "Father, you can't sign... If you sign, we will have nothing."

"No, we still have two billion."

Hua Dongming slowly turned around and turned his eyes to Hua Shaodong. He heard from his mouth with anticipation and resolute voice: "Shaodong, I will bring you back, believe me."

Although Hua Dongming was particularly disappointed with Hua Shaodong, he was his only relative and only son in the world. He believed that after this series of things, Hua Dongming could undergo a transformation and growth.

Upon hearing this, Hua Shaodong was slightly stunned. Looking at Hua Dongming's firm eyes and looking at his vicissitudes of face that seemed to have been aged more than ten years old. Hua Shaodong was slightly stunned. Somewhere in his heart seemed to have been touched. He no longer made a big fuss as before, but nodded gently: "Yes."

"Swish."

Hua Dongming signed his name on the document contract with a pen and stamped it. He clasped his handprint and clasped his fists slightly at Lan Feng and Mi Weier: "Thank you, Feng Shao and Mi Weier, thank you for your high hand, we will have a date in the future."

As Hua Dongming finished his words, he pulled Hua Shaodong, who looked at Lan Feng with resentment and resentment, and left without looking back, leaving Lan Feng and others with a resolute back.

"This Huadongming...is not simple, it's a character."

Looking at Hua Dongming's departure, a trace of brilliance flashed through Mi Wei'er's beautiful eyes, and a voice of admiration came from her mouth.

"Well, you can take it and let it go, you can endure humiliation, and have the potential to be a hero."

Lan Feng nodded gently, and he had a premonition in his heart that the East China Ming Dynasty was definitely not as simple as it seemed.

He picked up the file bag on the table and looked at the unused documents inside. A cold voice came from his mouth: "If he dares not open his eyes again, no matter whether he is a hero or a bear, then he will have to lie down for me."

As if he had thought of something, Lan Feng turned his head and looked at the few remaining shareholders and managers of Huayu Entertainment Company, and said coldly: "Why, do you have any objections to the acquisition price I gave?"

"No...no..."

Upon hearing this, the senior managers quickly shook their heads, then picked up a pen and quickly signed their names on the contract, stamped them with seals, and handprints.

"Mr. Feng, then...when will that...will the money be received?"

After signing, several executives from Huayu Entertainment looked at Lan Feng with eager eyes.

"Can the account be immediately."

Lan Feng smiled slightly, then pressed the communication button of his watch, and a faint voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Programmer, everything is done."

"Ding Dong."

Lan Feng's words had just fallen, and the mobile phones of the executives of Huayu Entertainment Company were prompted.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng."

Seeing the information on the phone, everyone hurriedly thanked Lan Feng, and then hurriedly left...

"Wei'er, let's go, the matter here is done. It's time to do the matter between us."

Lan Feng turned around, pulled Mi Wei'er's white and soft little hand, and said with a smirk.

Hearing Lan Feng's words, a layer of blush appeared on Mi Wei'er's face: "Feng, you..."

"Let's go..."

Before Mi Wei'er could finish her words, Lan Feng picked up her graceful figure in Mi Wei'er's exclamation and walked out of the conference hall.

At the same time, outside a luxurious villa, three black figures quietly emerged.

The leader was wearing a black windbreaker and a pair of black leather gloves, and holding a silver sand eagle in his hand, making him look very heroic.

On his left was a young man wearing a light blue suit, holding a high-end red wine glass, with long hair, and looking a little elegant and graceful, like a gentleman-like artist.

The last one was a handsome magician with a crutch in hand and a high hat.

"I guess this is the headquarters of the Shamatt nobles."
Chapter completed!