The Crazy Son-In-Law

Song Linger had already reached the tenth level at this time and would soon enter the Foundation stage, so drinking more of those teas would no longer help her too much. Instead, she would need some pills to aid her cultivation.

He could also use this opportunity to prepare the pills he had promised Yuxu. That was money they were talking about here.

“Really?!” Song Linger smiled sweetly, revealing her pretty canine teeth. Her flushed face looked just adorable.

Xiao Shun rubbed her little head, “Of course, come on, give me a hand. By the way I can teach you how to make these pills, and in the future as long as you have the recipe, you can make as many pills as you need.”

Song Linger jumped around in joy and said, “Great!”

That said, Xiao Shun actually had another purpose. Now that Starline had started to gradually put their products into the market, they would need more of these pills if they were to have mass production in the future. He could not entrust this job to others, and Song Linger seemed to be a good choice.

But if Song Linger knew that her master was planning to turn her into a free labor…

Usually this was where Song Linger would make her herbal teas, so they could find some medicine jars in the kitchen to make do with first, and later they would need to find a place to customize a few ovens for a better production of these pills.

Xiao Shun divided the herbs he bought according to the recipes, while he was explaining to Song Linger the trick to making these pills. The little girl listened carefully, and from time to time she would take a pen and paper to write down something he said.

“Actually, the most important thing is experience. Practice makes perfect.”

“Mm, okay, Master.”

“How is your Grandpa Lianghai doing lately?”

“Still the same. After all, he lost his arms and legs just like that. No one can take such a sudden blow with ease.” Song Linger said with a gloomy face.

“And how is your family doing?”

“Most of our companies have been stopped. We laid off some employees. Although the bank has stopped our credits, fortunately I still have some cash, so we should still be able to hold on for a while.” Songlinger pursed her lips and said.

“It will be solved soon.” Xiao Shun said lightly.

“I hope so.”

At this time Xiao Shun’s phone suddenly rang, and he fished out his phone and looked at it. It was from Wen Guangliang, and he could already guess what it was about. The corner of his mouth curled up and he picked up the phone.

“Mr. Xiao, the equity transfer procedure of Golden Harrow has been completed. Through Oakland Finance, you now hold twenty-five percent of Golden Harrow’s shares, and the rest of the shares are now owned by me and Mr. Cai. What should we do now?”

“I’m going to hold a board meeting.” Xiao Shun said.

“Understood, I’m going to arrange it.”

…

The Sikong family was continuously stepping up their grip on the Song family, yet an eerie atmosphere, perhaps it should be called frustrated, permeated the Sikong residence.

Sikong Xinrong had ruled Stillwater for decades, but never thought he would learn the taste of frustration from a young man in his twenties.

When he learned that Yuxu was so revered to Xiao Shun and had instantly gave them up he was furious and even almost black out and fell down.

If even that Yuxu could not deal with Xiao Shun, then who on earth could help them revengehis Chen?

He just couldn’t understand how a waste that everyone despised could suddenly become so powerful.

Still that day.

Sikong Xinrong’s face was haggard as he sat on a recliner, his dull and cloudy gaze slowly sweeping over his children and grandchildren. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, “Just give up, we’ve wasted too much time on him.”

“Father! I just can’t! How can I give up on avenging my son!” Sikong Anming said hysterically.

“I would rather just die with that beast than give up.”

When he heard the word “die”, the corners of Sikong Xinrong’s eyes seemed to subconsciously twitch a few times.

“Doesn’t he still have a factory? He still has his family and wife. If we can’t kill him for now, I can always kill someone else. We just can’t let him have even just a single comfortable day! As soon as I get the chance, I’ll kill him!” Someone said.

“You’re right. Use our connections to shut down that factory first!” Sikong Anming’s eyes lit up.

He then kept muttering like he had gone off the rails.

“Yes, and his family! None of them can run away! They all have to die! They all have to die!”

At this time, Sikong Jie came in from outside, and when he saw the way Sikong Anming was, he sighed softly.

“Father, Mr. Wen from Oakland Finance, and Mr. Cai from Good Fortune Assets are gathering major shareholders to hold a shareholders’ meeting. What do you think?”

“Since when can an outsider make decisions for our family’s business?” Sikong Xinrong said in a stern voice.

Sikong Jie mumbled, “Father, have you forgotten? We have already sold fifty-five percent of Golden Harrow’s shares, they are now our major shareholders, and they have the right.”Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Sikong Xinrong’s heart suddenly tightened.

He had been involved in the business world for decades. Although he was not as active as before, he was still the chairman of Golden Harrow, so he still retained the sharp sense as a businessman. He suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Sikong Xinrong thought for a moment and said, “I will go with you this time. I really want to know what they want to do.”

At that he frowned. There shouldn’t be anything going on, right? It was normal for new major shareholders to want to get to know the others.

Ten o’clock the next morning.

On the eighteenth floor of the Golden Harrow headquarters.

Sikong Xinrong was dressed in a suit, his hair meticulously combed. And when he stepped into the conference room with the help of Sikong Jie and Sikong Anming, Wen Guangliang and Cai Junmin were already waiting in the conference room.

“Father, this is Mr. Wen of Oakland Finance…” After a brief introduction by Sikong Jie, Sikong Xinrong nodded at the two men with condescending attitude

In the family, the shares of the company were basically held by him and his sons, while other family members didn’t really have many shares.

Unless they were personally summoned by the family head, they would choose to be absent from such meetings most of the time, so at this time there weren’t many people in the conference room at this time. Except for the two new major shareholders and that father and sons, there were two other Sikong family members who did not hold too many shares.

After everyone sat down, Sikong Xinrong opened his mouth and said, “Since everyone is here let’s get started.”

“Wait, there is another shareholder.” Wen Guangliang said.

“It’s time. We don’t have to wait.” Sikong Xinrong said coldly.

At this time the glass door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open and a shadow flashed in.

“Sorry, gentlemen, I’m late.” The man said as he walked to the vacant seat beside Wen Guangliang.

Wen Guangliang and Cai Junmin both got up and greeted him with a smile.

“Mr. Xiao.”

When they saw the man’s face, both that father and his sons were stunned.

It was none other than Xiao Shun, and following him was their receptionist lady. She was apparently at a loss when she said, “I’m sorry, Mr. chairman. I’m sorry. I couldn’t stop him.”

She looked as if she was going to cry out at any moment.