Since Song Yian had decided to do this, he would never fight an unprepared battle. Before coming, he had already done his research. Although the current largest shareholder of the Song Corporation was still Old Man Song, based on the information, Song Yian guessed that Song Yunsheng must hold quite a number of shares.
The way Old Man Song mentioned to gather stocks should mainly rely on buying. The clan members would surely be reluctant to sell to Old Man Song. If Old Man Song held all the shares, they wouldn't even get a drop of soup. Only when the equity of the Song Corporation was scattered would Old Man Song need the support of the clan members.
So, Song Yunsheng must have bought the stocks under another name. If Song Yian guessed correctly, most of these stocks should still be in Song Yunsheng's hands and hadn't been returned to Old Man Song.
Song Yian asked Old Man Song about the stocks, and sure enough, it was almost the same as he had guessed.
Little by little, these shares became Song Yunsheng's bargaining chips. Old Man Song naturally thought these stocks were his, after all, he had paid for them.
But who knew?
It was Song Yunsheng who went to buy the stocks and paid the money. As for where Song Yunsheng got the money from, the law had no obligation to care.
Today, when Song Yian went to see Song Yunsheng, on the one hand, he wanted to tell him to stay away from Li Qiyu; on the other hand, he wanted to test Song Yunsheng's attitude towards him to see if Song Yunsheng really had the confidence.
Song Yian was sure that Song Yunsheng must have something up his sleeve.
Otherwise, Song Yunsheng wouldn't have dared to so boldly test Song Yian's bottom line and come to see Li Qiyu without considering his feelings at all.
Of course, Old Man Song was an old hand in the business world. It wouldn't be that easy for Song Yunsheng to get the shares. So what Song Yunsheng had in his hands must be more than just shares.
This was also the reason why when Old Man Song said that if Song Yian returned to the Song Corporation, everyone in the company would surely trust him more than Song Yunsheng, Song Yian had laughed so hard.
Song Yian himself didn't have such blind confidence.
Now the clan members of the Song family had been excluded. Except for the boss still being surnamed Song, the employees in the Song Corporation were all from all over the world. When working for someone, who cared about bloodlines? They would trust whoever treated them well and brought them benefits.
From this perspective, Song Yian had no advantage at all.
In terms of ability, Song Yian only had the yet - to - be - listed Li's Film Industry to show for himself, while Song Yunsheng had been acting as the manager of the Song Corporation for many years.
In terms of relationships, Song Yian was suddenly revealed as Old Man Song's precious grandson. Except for Old Man Song, few people in the company knew him. Song Yunsheng had been deeply rooted in the Song Corporation for many years and had already built his own network of contacts. Most people would surely support him.
In terms of interests, Song Yian's goal was to keep the Song Corporation. He would surely give priority to the gains and losses of the Song Corporation. Song Yunsheng didn't have to care about these. He could even change the name of the company. Anyway, the surname of the company didn't matter to him. He just needed the employees to follow him.
So, those who knew the inside story didn't understand why Song Yian didn't want to be the precious grandson of the Song family and preferred to manage his own small hotel.
The position of the heir of the Song Corporation seemed to be a sweet deal, but actually, no one knew whether it was bitter or sweet under the golden foil.
If it weren't for Li Qiyu, he would never have waded into this muddy water.
Of course, Song Yian didn't believe that as shrewd as Old Man Song was, he couldn't see the current situation clearly. It was just that Old Man Song was used to being the boss and used to painting a rosy picture for others. Before Song Yian returned, he would surely say that everything was fine.
"I can promise to go back, but I need some time to prepare." Song Yian said.
Old Man Song was a bit anxious. "Why? You're my grandson. Can't we announce it now?"
"Currently, the Song Corporation isn't ready to receive this news."
"Are you worried about Song Yunsheng? I can ask him to leave at any time."
Song Yian countered, "Really?"
Old Man Song lost his confidence.
Before he got sick, he was sure he could do it. But since he had been in the ICU once, he wasn't so sure anymore.
"Old Man Song, you're an old hand in the business world. I won't say too much. It's better for us to be more stable."
Actually, Old Man Song had his own concerns.
This time Song Yian asked him to invest in Li's Film Industry. If he met Song Yian's requirements, what if Song Yian went back on his word?
He was an old man and couldn't stand being tossed around by young people like this.
Sure enough, they were grandfather and grandson. After Old Man Song hesitated for just a couple of sentences, Song Yian knew exactly what he was thinking.
"Old Man Song, I can sign a labor contract with you."
Hearing this, Old Man Song's eyes lit up. While saying, "We're grandfather and grandson. There's no need for this." he quickly added, "Don't worry. I'll ask my secretary to draw up the terms quickly. I'll surely give you the best conditions."
Old Man Song was a businessman. He knew that no promise was more effective than a written contract.
"Deal!" Old Man Song said with a big smile. Song Yian felt as if he had signed a deed of indenture.
Next, there would be Li's Film Industry, the Song Corporation, and his own company.
He was going to be busy for a while.
Song Yian didn't get home until late at night. Sister Liu and Li Tong had already gone to bed. There were still some covered dishes on the dining table.
Since Song Yian had just come back from seeing Old Man Song, he wasn't hungry. He originally wanted to put the dishes in the refrigerator to prevent them from going bad. But when he touched them, they were still warm.
Who had warmed the meal for him in the middle of the night?
Song Yian craned his neck and looked in the direction of Li Qiyu's room. The door, which had been slightly ajar, immediately closed. However, the faint light leaking from the door betrayed Li Qiyu - she hadn't gone to bed yet.
Realizing what was going on, even though he wasn't hungry, Song Yian still walked into the kitchen, took out a pair of chopsticks and a bowl, and took a few mouthfuls of rice.
The home - cooked meal was really delicious. It was much more fragrant than the delicate dishes in the hotel.
Actually, Song Yian ate very gracefully. He usually made little noise when eating. But after taking a couple of mouthfuls of rice and thinking of the fleeting crack in the door, he smiled. He deliberately let the bowl touch the plate, making a clear sound.
This sound was especially clear in the quiet night.
And Li Qiyu, who was hiding behind the door, heard the sound from the dining room and smiled contentedly.
That's right. How could a person not eat? Fortunately, she had warmed the meal for him. Otherwise, coming back so late, he would surely have gone hungry.
It had been really hard to warm a meal. Sister Liu had already gone to bed, and she didn't want to disturb her. Fortunately, Ming Yuexuan had taught her that if she didn't know something, she could search for the tutorial on Baidu. But the microwave ovens in Mingyue Villa seemed to be different from those in other families. She had searched for a long time to tell the oven from the microwave, and then searched for a long time to find the tutorial on how to use the microwave. It had taken her one or two hours to warm the meal, and she had been so exhausted and her back had ached. It had been more tiring than cooking a whole table of dishes.
However, all the tiredness had vanished when she saw Song Yian eating so happily.