Chapter 411 Binzi, Don't Blame Me

Along the Yitong River that runs through Jichun, some distance from the city center, there is a large group of newly built buildings, including community hospitals, Longteng shopping malls, and many bus stops. Its architecture and planning are reasonable. It is hard to say that it is the best residence in Jichun.

Of course, this is the residence provided by Longteng Development to its employees. Longteng is not short of money, and the land price is not expensive now, so it must be a good place. The same was true for Zhou Bingkun. He knew that his good brother had done a great job, so he discussed building a piece of land next to it to use in the business district. The villa area he developed is also here.

Originally, he wanted to get a piece of land to build two villas, and the rest of the land was used for landscaping, which was quite arrogant. It was Wang Yan who persuaded him to stop, and then eighteen villas were built. Although it is not cheap, there are many wealthy people these days, especially Zhou Bingkun's business friends. Before the construction was completed, the remaining sixteen buildings had been sold.

Wang Yan and Lao Zhou's family live in the two buildings on the left among the six buildings in the first row.

At this moment, he was at Lao Zhou's house in the first building. Wang Yan came over for dinner as usual. The main reason is that we live close and convenient. Although there are nannies to cook, we live next door, so there is no need to eat separately. Chen Jing was not at home either. She was busy filming with the crew.

Looking at his granddaughter eating and drinking, Zhou Zhigang said with emotion: "Hey, several children in the family have gone to college now, and only Zishan is left at home. It's strangely deserted."

Zhou Zishan's mouth was full of oil after eating: "Grandpa, I will also be admitted to college in a few years."

"Okay, study hard and, like your brothers and sisters, you will be admitted to prestigious universities in the future."

Zhou Bingkun looked at his youngest daughter with a smile: "I haven't graduated from elementary school and failed the exams. Why are you taking the exams for college?"

"Go, what can you tell now? My eldest granddaughter will definitely do as well as her brothers and sisters in the future. Isn't that right, Zishan?"

"Yeah." These words touched Zhou Zishan's heart. She nodded repeatedly and looked at her father unconvinced.

Zhou Bingkun shook his head and smiled, looked at Wang Yan and said, "You think this is strange. We have a family of seven children, and all six of them study well, but this one is troublesome."

"It's okay. With you as my father, what can I do if I study well or not? If there's no problem with being a human being, then there's no problem with it. Just play well, right?" Wang Yan smiled and gave the little girl a piece of meat: "Try hard You need to take good care of yourself. Uncle, are you doing well recently?"

Zhou Zhigang and Zhou Rong were angry several times, and it took them two years to recover. As soon as I recovered, I couldn't sit still. The large yards of the two villas were swept back and forth every day, and the flowers and plants clicked when nothing happened. Seeing that he was uncomfortable, Zhou Bingkun went to the factory to guard the gate. The old man was very active.

"Okay, pretty good."

"Dad, you can just stay at home. You're sixty-seven, why bother? You can't go traveling with your mother and see how things have changed in various places over the years. Isn't it good?"

Zhou Zhigang took a sip of wine and looked at his old son angrily: "That's what you call tormenting. Your mother and I are both so old, and our bodies can't hold it together."

Seeing Zhou Bingkun looking at him, Wang Yan shook his head and said, "It's better not to bother. My aunt and uncle are really old. If you don't get used to it, you will have to struggle for a while. It's good now. My uncle is not very energetic. ? When you’ve had enough, just change places and find something to do, otherwise you won’t be able to stay idle. ”

Zhou Zhigang smiled and said: "I've been working for a lifetime, how can I stay here? Just stay like this, it's pretty good."

"You just can't enjoy the blessings. How about living in such a big house like ours? It's enough to wallow in it, but you still can't stay there?"

"Yes, your old son is very capable, so you can enjoy the blessings." Zhou Zhigang shook his head and smiled, ignored his wife, looked at Wang Yan and said: "When Bingyi came back last month, I heard him say that he wanted to move the light word tablets ? Any further words?”

Without Wang Yan, Zhou Bingkun spoke first. He said: "It was going to be demolished in 1989. The leaders of the municipal party committee have changed a lot, but there has been no movement. I really want to move all the letters. It will take a few more years to get serious. , the city has different opinions. My brother said it last time. After the demolition, it is a problem where these people will be arranged. There are several other urban villages. Will they have no objection to the demolition of the optical film? The problems we told you a few years ago are a bunch of bad things that can affect the whole body and cannot be solved by just talking. "

"Hey, I don't know when this poor house will be demolished. You said that in Jichun, there are new high-rise buildings everywhere, and the small shabby bungalows with light lettering are uncomfortable to look at. I don't know. What do the city leaders think? Oh, by the way, Bingkun, please gather some materials. It’s time for our house and Xiaoyan’s old house to be repaired. "

Zhou Bingkun nodded in response and didn't say anything about throwing the dilapidated house away. That was his father's wish. It can't be demolished until it's time to demolish it.

After chatting and laughing, Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun went to the garden facing the river to the east to drink tea and smoke.

"Brother, I have reached an agreement with Shui Ziliu."

"Um."

"When Luo Shibin kicked him out, he remembered it, and he said he was a good brother." Zhou Bingkun snorted: "That means he is a decent person, otherwise let him beg for food with Luo Shibin."

"It depends on your mood." Wang Yan blew out the smoke and looked at the sparkling Yitong River: "Since you are begging for food, you have to look like begging. When you are done, don't forget to give him a discount. Get him a little car and let him paddle around."

"Brother, you have to be ruthless enough, but I think it's good, so I'll do it. I also need to give him a sound system so that he can perform his talents like those people. Hahaha..."

Zhou Bingkun smiled wildly, like a villain...

The water flowed around in a circle, and he went straight to the Luoshui Group headquarters without taking a break. In the past, I felt that he and Luo Shibin had achieved some achievements together, but after seeing the magnificent Kunzheng Building in Jichun, when I came back and looked at the six-story small building in front of me, I felt an inexplicable feeling that it was just like this, no matter what I did. A sense of futility.

Sighing secretly, he stepped into the building, greeting people all the way, and went to the door of the chairman's office on the third floor. He knocked on the door, and after receiving a positive response, he pushed the door open and went in.

Luo Shibin, who was sitting behind the desk, looked up at the good brother who came in, and stood up with a sigh: "How are you, Brother Shui? What did Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun say? Have you seen Zheng Juan? What does she mean? You said it's the same for you. There's been no news for several days. You might as well give me a call over there in Jichun. I'm in a hurry. Oh, Brother Shui, sit down, come on, come on, drink some water."

After taking a sip of water and looking at Luo Shibin's anxious look, Shui Ziliu thought about it, shook his head and sighed: "Binzi, give up, don't think about the child."

"What did they say?"

"Zhou Bingkun said that if you dare to find Jianhua secretly, he will kill us. It's not like you don't know, Wang Yan, how can he be so easy to talk to? He sent me away after we met for a cigarette without breaking my other leg. "It's all because of mercy." Shui Ziliu said, "It's a matter of course, but we don't care. Binzi, Wang Yan asked you back then, if you want the child, you don't want it." You can't have children, but that's not our reason.

It would be easier to say that Wang Yan and Zhou Bingkun were nothing. But the problem now is that people can crush us to death with just a few fingers. Besides, no matter whether you can recognize Jianhua or not, he is still your child. This is an indisputable fact, so what's the point of knowing it or not? Moreover, Zhou Bingkun is richer and more powerful than us, not to mention Wang Yan. You also know that Jianhua cannot go abroad. What level is he at? We both have small arms and legs, can we compete with others?

Binzi, if you think about it from another perspective, how wonderful would it be if someone else raised your son and you were the first heir to such a big industry? Yes or no? "

This is true, but it is also a method of spiritual victory. For a man who wants a son, this is undoubtedly painful.

Luo Shibin sat on the sofa, frowning, looking at his good brother expectantly: "Is there no room at all?"

Shui Ziliu shook his head helplessly: "Binzi, I'm already very polite. If I compare myself with my feelings, if you were in Bingkun's position, we would have died eight times at least."

Luo Shibin lowered his head, covered his face with his hands, and was silent for a long time.

As he said to Zheng Juan in the original play, he believed that working hard for several years and losing fertility was punishment. Now, he thinks simply. His sins have been atoned for, and he just wants his children to know that he has a biological father. What's wrong with him?

This is a common disease that most people have. They have high demands on others and low standards for themselves. The countless cries of persecutors-turned-victims have all explained this truth, and they continue to explain it all the time, and will continue to do so in the future.

After a long while, Luo Shibin let out a long sigh and said to Shui Ziliu with a little red eyes: "Brother Shui, you have worked hard all the way. Go back and rest first. I will treat you to a drink in the evening."

Shui Ziliu didn't say much, just patted his shoulder, stood up and left...

In October, Luoshui Group was listed on the market, and everyone was happy when the market opened high.

Zhou Bingkun's men actively contacted other shareholders and planned to kick Luo Shibin out first.

Luo Shibin holds less than 40% of the shares. The remaining shares are jointly controlled by Shui Ziliu, Luo Shibin's daughter-in-law Zeng Shan, Zhou Bingkun's agent, and some outstanding employees. More than 30% of the shares, and 25% of the outstanding shares.

With Zhou Bingkun's abundant funds, it is really easy to deal with those people.

Therefore, of course, Luo Shibin was not very happy to meet again after many years, or it could be said that he wanted to die.

It was already the end of January 1994, and it was at the shareholders' meeting of the year before.

Luo Shibin, as a newly rising chairman of a listed company with great success recently, did not go there early and wait for others. Instead, he pressed on time and set off from home to the newly relocated headquarters in a building.

When he opened the door and entered the large conference room with high spirits, the shareholders inside had already arrived. At the same time, the smell of second-hand smoke filled the air. He couldn't help but frown, because he didn't smoke. During the meeting, Most people don't smoke either. Although it has never been explicitly stipulated, these people all know that this is his rule.

What surprised him even more was that he actually saw his wife, Zeng Shan, here. At this moment, she was fixing her nails with her head down, not looking at him. He saw Shui Ziliu sitting next to the deputy, looking at him with complicated eyes.

Finally, his eyes were fixed on the main seat in the middle, which was his place. At this moment, someone was sitting there, looking at him with a smile.

"long time no see."

"It's been a long time since we last met. You look more energetic than before." Luo Shibin suppressed the bad feeling in his heart and kept his demeanor. He put his hands behind his back and smiled: "After so many years, you, a busy man, suddenly appeared in my company. It's really surprising. I don't know what's going on today?"

"No need to pretend to be deep with me." Zhou Bingkun said with a smile: "It's just that everyone is here. Come, Lawyer Zhang, read the documents to him and convey the attitude of everyone present."

A capable middle-aged man sitting next to him pushed his glasses and stood up. He greeted Luo Shibin very politely, then picked up the document in his hand. The document was read out: "Luoshui Group shares... Mr. Luo, to put it simply, from now on, the largest shareholder of Luoshui Group is my client Mr. Zhou Bingkun. At the same time, the directors of the board of directors exercise their rights, Mr. Zhou Bingkun will serve as chairman, and Mr. Zhai Jinghong will serve as general manager of Luoshui Group, responsible for the company's operations, responsible for all directors, and report to the board of directors."

Zhou Bingkun followed up: "In other words, there is no place for you here, Chairman Luo."

This is bad news. Luo Shibin can no longer maintain his demeanor. He turned his head and looked at the other people present, some of whom he promoted, some of whom are his good brothers, and some of whom are his bedmates.

Not to mention others, just counting his wife and the shares of Shuiziliu, he has more than 40 shares. Counting the subordinates he promoted and rewarded with shares, it can reach 51. He thought he would be betrayed, but he didn't think that everyone would betray him, which is fatal.

He suppressed his anger and frowned at Zhou Bingkun: "What is your relationship with Shengjie Group?"

"It's mine."

"Have you been targeting us for a long time?"

"Obviously." Zhou Bingkun still smiled, full of sarcasm: "But I want to correct one thing, I'm not targeting you, but you."

"What happened in the past is over, Zhou Bingkun, why do you keep thinking about it? You could have killed me at any time, why bother?" Luo Shibin was still rational, he didn't dare to say it in detail in public, that would be really asking for death.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want you to feel the feeling of falling from a high platform. I think that feeling must be very good, what do you think?"

"It's very good." Luo Shibin gritted his teeth, unwilling to see his cocky look, and said: "Don't forget, I still hold 38% of the shares of Luoshui Group."

"I'm waiting to see how you operate." Zhou Bingkun spread his hands: "Now, we are going to hold a shareholders' meeting. You are also a shareholder. Are you interested in listening?"

The shares are in Luo Shibin's name. As long as Luo Shibin doesn't sign the transfer or doesn't die, there is no way to get them. But what does it matter? His stocks are restricted for sale. Who will take over in this situation? Even if he stubbornly refuses to sign, it doesn't matter. This Luoshui Group can be delisted and bankrupt. It doesn't matter. Just play with him.

Luo Shibin took a deep breath, looked at Zhou Bingkun hatefully, and turned around and left here. He needs to slow down. Everything happened too fast. Although he acted strong, he actually hasn't reacted yet.

Seeing his great enemy leave, Zhou Bingkun smiled, then sat up straight and looked at everyone present: "Okay, let me tell you about the future plans of Luoshui Group."

...

In the afternoon, Shui Ziliu followed Zeng Shan back to Luo Shibin's home. They both knew that Luo Shibin would definitely be at home at this time, otherwise where else could he go?

The house that used to be tidy was now in a mess, and Luo Shibin's anger could be felt at a glance. When I entered the living room, I saw Luo Shibin, who was drunk and drinking foreign wine from a bottle on the carpet.

Driving the broken glass under the feet of the card, Shui Ziliu sighed: "Binzi, why bother?"

Luo Shibin slowly raised his head, his eyes full of confusion: "Why? A brother, a wife, and those ungrateful people I promoted, why are you doing this? I don't care about her, I know she has always been for money, but she served me well, so I won't say anything. I don't mention those ungrateful people, it's useless. Brother Shui, what about you? Why? We have been brothers for almost 30 years..."

"It's not the same since the day you kicked me out of the company!"

"I did it for the development of the company. I want the company to do better. You produced without even a contract. Did I do something wrong?"

"What happened later? You gave me a sum of money and took away half of my shares. To be frank, how can you still trust me? Compared with the current stock price, the money you gave me is more like Send away beggars. Binzi, it's already now, why don't you understand? What's the point of saying that? You don't know yet, when we were in Yangcheng, Zhou Bingkun noticed us. From the beginning to the end, our every move was under his nose, how can we play with him? That's it, and his brother hasn't taken action yet. "

Shui Ziliu couldn't help shaking his head. He lit a cigarette and exhaled comfortably. His voice was still as gentle and calm as usual: "Binzi, don't blame me, I have no choice. You also know how capable Zhou Bingkun is. If I didn't do this, my end would not be much better than yours. In the final analysis, you did what happened back then, and now that people are digging up the old accounts, you have to admit it.

If we were still like we were back then, I, a lonely man with no worries, might really share the hardships with you. But Binzi, I can't go back, I can't go back...

You should understand this. How can everything be over? How can all sins be redeemed? How can it be possible to live with it...Binzi, take care of yourself..."

He sighed, took a last look at the lonely Luo Shibin, turned around without hesitation, and limped away.

He came just to say goodbye to the past and to give an explanation to his old friends and good brothers.

Like he said, there is no going back, no going back...

Thanks to the four big brothers (The Tears of a Beautiful and Fateful Hero), (Chen Ge 1982), (Qingqing Youyou), and (Yuan Kuangshi) for their continued support.

Thanks to the good brothers who voted for the monthly ticket for support,

Thanks to the brothers who voted for the recommendation,

Thanks to the big brothers who read the book silently for support.