That year the flowers bloomed 1981

Chapter 1291 Important figures speak very cautiously
As Fu Yinglu laughed, everyone with the surname Fu present also burst into laughter.

"He's just grown old but hasn't grown any brains. He thinks we all owe him something."

"No wonder Guiyin said she wouldn't get involved when we talked to her. It seems Guiyin knows what kind of person her son is!"

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Hearing the sneers of his uncles, aunts, cousins, and other relatives, Fu Zhiman's forehead veins bulged.

He never expected that his mother, Fu Guiyin, knew about this and didn't care at all.

Fu Yinglu smiled and asked Fu Zhiman, "Don't you understand why we all laugh at you?"

Fu Zhiman: "."

"Because you harbored wolfish ambitions first, and then failed to recognize the times."

Fu Zhiman was stunned by the scolding from the eldest son of the Fu family. After a long while, he retorted, feeling wronged, "How am I being ambitious? How am I being out of touch with reality?"

Fu Yinglu said coldly, "Don't you know how ambitious you are? Your aunt raised you for thirteen years, how did you treat her?"

After your mother reunited with you, she considered you a minor and wanted to gain control of your shares, but you disagreed, preferring to let Lao Zhou manage them for you rather than trust your own mother.
But three months ago, you wanted your mother to contribute money to help you increase your investment and maintain your shares. Your mother disagreed, and you got angry at her, saying you weren't ungrateful and that you weren't ambitious?

Logically speaking, there is a big difference between the terms "ungrateful wretch" and "wolfish ambition," but Fu Zhiman could not refute it.

Because he had been hoping to send his mother to South America to see butterflies, he couldn't help but shiver when Fu Yinglu scolded him.

But Fu Yinglu hadn't finished speaking.

"Now that we've talked about your mother, let's talk about the company. Our Fu Company has been rooted in Johor for decades, and it's taken two generations of hard work to build it into a company worth tens of millions of US dollars."

But in the last seven years, our scale has increased more than tenfold, and our profits have increased dozens of times. I ask you, who should be credited for this?

Fu Zhiman stared blankly at Fu Yinglu for a long time before turning to look at Fu Guiru.

Is there even a question? The Fu Company's current scale and profitability are all thanks to Fu Guiru.

"At least you're not completely stupid."

Fu Yinglu's eldest son said sarcastically, "Since you know it's because of your aunt, how have you ever expressed your gratitude to her? Over the years, I've never heard you say a word of thanks to your aunt. If I had raised you all these years, I would have slapped you across the face long ago."

Fu Yinglu's granddaughter also laughed and said, "He doesn't say anything nice, but he has a lot of bad things to say! I heard from Xiaoman's classmates in England that whenever Xiaoman gets drunk, he curses his aunt for stealing his things."
But doesn't he consider what he has that's worth taking from him? If someone really wanted to take from him, would he be living so carefree until today? His current wealth far exceeds that of all of us brothers and sisters!

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Fu Zhiman's face turned bright red, and he wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

But he wasn't ashamed to the point of wanting to disappear; he was filled with deep regret.

Fu Guiru was his "mother" back then!

If I hadn't fallen out with Li Ye and ended up leaving home to live with my biological mother, wouldn't I still be the "crown prince" of Pengcheng Red Bull now?
Thinking of this, Fu Zhiman forced out a few tears and looked at Fu Guiru with a wronged expression.

But Fu Guiru didn't give him a chance to cry, and preemptively said, "We've all discussed it, and the reason your relationship with your mother is strained is entirely because of the shares in the Fu Group."
We are now selling our shares to you at a low price. You can choose to own all the shares, or you can choose to return the 45% that your mother once owned.”

I should return it to her? I wish she were dead.

Overwhelmed with hatred, Fu Zhiman miraculously burst into tears. Through his tears, he pleaded painfully, "Mom, I know I was wrong, I just..."

Unfortunately, before Fu Zhiman could utter a single word, everyone around him burst into laughter.

"Hahahaha~"

"Hahaha, I knew it! He'd definitely swallow his pride and apologize to Auntie. He'd tell any lie for profit."

"How shameless and brazen! How could Guiyin have given birth to such a son?"

Fu Zhiman was completely devastated. He really couldn't understand why they had been calling each other brothers just a few days ago, and now they were being so ruthless.

In reality, it all comes down to that 3% share. Only by kicking Fu Zhiman out can everyone share the benefits that rightfully belong to him.

"Then it's decided."

Fu Guiru made the final decision, stood up, and left.

Everyone filed out and followed behind Fu Guiru.

Fu Zhiman was stunned.

He once believed himself to be the direct descendant of the Malaysian Fu family and their only "future king".

But now, Fu Guiru has become the queen of the Fu family, while he himself seems to be homeless. A moment later, the middle-aged man who had been following Fu Zhiman walked in.

He was Old Zhou, the "regent" whom Fu Guiyin's father entrusted to Fu Zhiman on his deathbed.

"Xiaoman, we should go. The Fu Corporation is in a state of panic. You must go back and take charge."

Fu Zhiman mechanically turned his neck and murmured, "Uncle Zhou, you knew about this all along, didn't you?"

Old Zhou sighed and said, "I knew an hour before you did. Even if I told you, it would be too late."

Fu Zhiman gritted her teeth and said, "What they're doing is illegal. We'll find the best lawyers."

"it's useless,"

Old Zhou said helplessly, "Now everyone in the Fu family is on your aunt's side. We have no chance of winning; on the contrary, we will completely offend her. Although the Fu Corporation has been spun off, we will still need to rely on your aunt for many future businesses."

Fu Zhiman: "."

Seeing that Fu Zhiman looked completely bewildered, Old Zhou could only say, "Don't think about it too much. When your aunt took over as general manager of Fu's Company, the situation was much more difficult than it is now."
It seems like you're being ostracized now, but given your aunt's character, she won't go too far. Family ties might be gone, but business can still go on. You can use this opportunity to prove yourself.

"I need to prove myself? Hahaha, I actually need to prove myself?"

Fu Zhiman laughed as if he had lost his mind.

Over the years, he has received huge dividends from his family every year. He has so much money that he can't spend it all, and he has never thought about working. Now, if he were asked to play a "turning the tide" role, he wouldn't know how to play the drums or sing the lines.

Suddenly, Fu Zhiman seemed to have thought of something.
He suddenly looked at Old Zhou and said in a low voice, "Uncle Zhou, what do you think about me going to find my biological father now? I think I heard that he is very powerful."

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Old Zhou was dumbfounded.

But he was only stunned for three seconds before he seriously considered what Fu Yinglu had told him not long ago.

Are you really going to have to clean up that idiot's mess for the rest of your life?

. . . . . . . . . .

While Fu Zhiman was left all alone, Li Ye was achieving great success at the exhibition.

Thanks to the vigorous promotion by Wang Siyu and others, the No. 1 Factory successfully signed two export orders at a "low-profit" price at the last moment of the exhibition, thus completing the important task of "exporting foreign exchange".

Li Ye wasn't very satisfied with the price, but several of his competitors were incredibly envious. If they had such an order, they would have signed it without hesitation, even if it meant losing money!
"Alright! You've successfully completed your mission at this exhibition, and you'll receive your due bonuses. Now pack your things and drive all the cars we bought back. Those you can't drive, send them by train."

"Okay, okay, I'll drive that big Ford."

"Didn't we agree that I could drive that car? Why shouldn't I?"

Li Ye not only bought a batch of Iveco buses at the exhibition, but also many imported vehicles suitable for "study and research". Now, the employees of the No. 1 factory have to drive them back.

These young men didn't mind being tired; they were just focused on driving well, which led to some arguments among them.

Li Ye ignored all that and flew back to Beijing with his wife; he missed his child.

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The day after returning to Beijing, Li Ye went to work at the No. 1 factory.

He had just entered the office when Lu Zhizhang came in with a file folder, grinning.

"Here, take a look at this. If there are no problems, I plan to speak at this quarterly meeting."

As Li Ye untied the file folder, he said with a smile, "Do you still need to show me your speech? I'm better at writing stories than you, but when it comes to writing speeches, I'm far worse."

But Li Ye was surprised when he saw the contents of the file bag.

Because inside were more than a dozen "whistleblower materials," all of which were whistleblower reports against Niu Hongzhang.

However, upon closer inspection of their reports, they turned out to be trivial matters that did not constitute any major issues. Nevertheless, the whistleblowers were very serious and resolute, and most of them were reporting under their real names.

"Old Lu, what's going on?"

Lu Zhizhang said with amusement, "You're still asking me? Didn't you say you were going to keep an eye on Old Niu?"

Li Ye said, both amused and exasperated, "You've all heard about this? But even if you have, there's no need to react like this, is there?"

Lu Zhizhang said calmly, "Otherwise, why are those important figures so careful with their words? You can say anything casually, but people will take it all seriously."

(End of this chapter)