The story of Rose starts with being a brother

Chapter 142 Epilogue (Part ) Breakup Photo Scandal

Time soon came to 2007.

Fang Xiewen's company finally finalized the merger and acquisition. As expected, after talking with Yuanhang for a few months, Fang Xiewen suddenly changed his mind and decided to sell the company to Tianlangxing.

Lin Hao had a big quarrel with him about this, but Fang Xiewen remained unmoved.

When Lin Hao suggested that he needed to ask the opinion of Huang Yimei, another major shareholder of the company, on this matter, Fang Xiewen calmly adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses.

He said calmly, "I have already talked to Huang Yimei about this, and she agreed."

Half a month ago, Fang Xiewen went to Beijing, asked her out and proposed to sell the company to Tianlangxing.

When Huang Yimei learned about this, her face was filled with shock.

Although she returned to Beijing after graduation, it doesn't mean she didn't care about the situation in Shanghai.

In Beijing, she went to help Jiang Xueqiong manage the art museum, because this was what she loved. In Shanghai, she also did not forget that she had invested in a company.

After all, the dividends the company gave her were becoming more and more generous. At this time, she finally understood why her brother had plunged into the investment industry.

Faced with Fang Xiewen's proposal, Huang Yimei subconsciously felt a little reluctant, but she did not directly refuse. Later, she said she would think about it.

As a result, she agreed with Fang Xiewen's idea the next day because she asked her brother that night and he said it was ok.

So the two major shareholders agreed on the merger.

What is different from the original drama is that Huang Yimei has a larger share of investment before, so even if she does not have human shares, her shareholding ratio is still the second largest shareholder of the company.

So when Fang Xiewen and Huang Yimei agreed, together with some scattered shareholders who had been won over by Fang Xiewen, such as Xiao Zhou, who was the earliest shareholder to get shares, the proportion of company shares supporting the sale of the company to Tianlangxing has reached about 80%.

So even if Lin Hao disagreed, he would be alone in doing nothing.

So this time, he finally broke up with Fang Xiewen, his former classmate, roommate, and business partner!

……

In Fang Xiewen’s office.

The atmosphere was heavy, with emotions such as sadness, regret and suppressed anger intertwined together, making it difficult for others to breathe.

"So you really want to abandon your dream." Lin Hao lowered his head and said, "I can't believe it until you sign the acquisition offer!"

"If I don't sell it to Tianlangxing, I will sell it to a company that pays more. It's a matter of time, idealist Mr. Lin Hao!" Fang Xiewen shook his head: "Only profitable companies can survive in this world. Your people need a steady stream of funds to survive, and my people also need money. This is something we can't change!"

Fang Xiewen put down the pen that was spinning on his fingertips and sighed. Lin Hao's eyes were full of loneliness.

"Can't we make money by selling it to Yuanhang?" Lin Hao suddenly shouted.

"Yuanhang cannot compete with Tianlangxing. Its prospects are not as good as theirs, and even the money they offer us is not as good as theirs. It is too risky to sell it to Yuanhang."

"You..." Lin Hao's lips trembled. The past when he and his good friend started a business from a small workshop to its current scale, the past events were still vivid in his mind.

He suddenly unbuttoned his suit, pulled out a crumpled document from his pocket, and slammed it on Fang Xiewen's desk with great force.

Fang Xiewen fell silent. This was the share agreement they signed when they started their business.

Now that Haozi took it out, he naturally understood what the other party meant.

"What you said that day was right. You have the final say in this company, so I have to leave." Lin Hao's voice sounded, full of regret but determination.

Fang Xiewen took off his glasses, wiped them with a wet wipe, and spoke in a low voice:
"After signing the contract, I will take back all your shares according to the valuation given by Tianlangxing."

After a pause, he added: "If you are worried, we can draw up an agreement first."

"Hehe..." A laugh came out of Lin Hao's throat. Although he was leaving as a loser, his eyes were full of pride at this moment.

"No need, at least..." Lin Hao's hair was a little messy. He looked at his former partner in front of him and said softly: "I still have this trust in you."

"..."

The office fell silent again, and the three or two small shareholders who dared not make a sound felt even more difficult to breathe.

Fang Xiewen put on his glasses, and his expression, which had been a little moved just now, returned to calm again, as if he had returned to being the domineering CEO, the real controller of the company.

He picked up another contract, the acquisition offer that Tianlangxing had given him and had already signed.

"Lin Hao, I want to know if it's bad to be rich? I just don't understand why you always want to take risks? Can't you just enjoy the fun of being rich?"

"Of course it's great to have money, of course it's awesome! But I think we could have done something even better than making money, and we would have had money by then, it was just a little later than now."

Lin Hao's eyes were filled with anger and his tone was rapid, as if this could convince Fang Xiewen.

But looking at the other person's expression which didn't change at all, he sneered again, not knowing whether he was laughing at the other person or at himself.

Lin Hao sighed sadly: "Maybe you are right, taking risks may only make dreams become dreams forever, but now, I really hope that all this is just a dream!"

His tone slowed down and his voice became flat, like a dream or a sigh: "I want to go home now, hide under the quilt and sleep. Maybe when I wake up tomorrow, everything will be back to normal. Maybe I will get a call from you at one or two in the middle of the night. You said you want to quit your job and start a business and asked me if I want to join. At that time, I will tell you that the number you dialed is powered off, and then turn off my phone and continue to dream my adventurous and unrealistic dreams."

"Lin Hao!" Fang Xiewen shouted, not knowing whether it was because he was a little angry and embarrassed by what the other party had just said.

But then he seemed to recall the scene when he woke the other party up with a phone call in the middle of the night to tell her that he wanted to start a business. He also recalled the scene when the two of them sat together in a cramped room in front of two big-butt computers that they had bought and had passed through who knows how many hands, typing code line by line. At that time, the weather was hot and they could only wear short-sleeved vests. The only old fan in the room was "squeaking" as it turned, bringing them a hint of coolness.

So Fang Xiewen spoke in a lighter tone: "Haozi, we called you Haozi at first, the same as calling you a mouse, and you were very angry. You also regretted why you didn't call yourself Lin Hou, so that we could call you monkey, the same as the Monkey King. I know you always dreamed of being the Monkey King, and that after graduation you would be able to shake the world upside down, but later you still had to go to work honestly."

"After so many years, you still have this idea." Fang Xiewen shook his head, pressed his temples hard, and laughed, "Haha, so stupid, you are so stupid. After so many years, you are still dreaming of making trouble in heaven. You still want to be that stupid monkey jumping up and down!"

Fang Xiewen's words were like a sharp knife, cutting through the skin and flesh and piercing Lin Hao's heart.

He turned the laptop on the table over again, and on the bright screen, the company's data changes were summarized in a table.

"Have you seen the business data for this period? The company's turnover growth has been very slow. We can sell 5 million more than before. Why should we refuse?"

"So the controlling rights of the company and one-third of the employees, including our past dreams and plans, are worth a total of five million, right?" Lin Hao lowered his head and spoke slowly. Fang Xiewen's words just now seemed to have pulled out his spine, making his body hunched over.

If we were to say who stabbed the deepest with the knife, it would be my roommate who I once sang with heart to heart.

Maybe now, he is not even a monkey, but still a mouse.

Fang Xiewen adjusted his glasses and said indifferently: "I will not give you less than a penny of the dismissal compensation."

As for the significant reduction in control and the so-called dreams, what's wrong with converting the illusory concepts into real money?

Lin Hao nodded and took a deep breath. The cold air filled his lungs, making his brain gradually clear and giving him some courage to face reality.

He looked up, knowing that this was the end, things could not be reversed, what the hell was that dream, it was just something they talked about in their sleep when they were bored lying on their beds in the dormitory. They should have discussed how long the legs of the new girls in the club were, how big their breasts were, instead of talking about it they should have just laughed and cursed.

"Okay, I understand. From now on, the company has nothing to do with me, and neither do you."

"Is that it?"

"that's all!"

Lin Hao turned around abruptly, his eyes passing over the old employees who didn't dare to look him in the eye.

When he put his hand on the door handle of the office, Fang Xiewen behind him spoke again: "Will we never meet again?"

Through the thin lenses of his glasses, Fang Xiewen's eyes were filled with a variety of emotions: helplessness, confusion, regret, but there was not a trace of regret.

"I have one last question for you." Lin Hao turned around in front of the door and stared at Fang Xiewen. He did not directly answer the other party's question, but asked: "If you had known that this would be the outcome between us, would you still call me back then?"

"Haozi...you are asking me this question in front of my subordinates..." After a long time, Fang Xiewen laughed woodenly.

"If we had known this would be the ending, why did we chat about our past dreams and future plans over the phone on that boring night? Was it just for us to quarrel with each other until the phones turned off? It was such a sad ending. If we had known this earlier, we would never have been able to get together!" Lin Hao answered the question for him.

Fang Xiewen whispered, "But our time has passed, and our partnership has ended. I am a businessman, and you are also a businessman. Does it mean that you are great just because you stick to your dream? The stench of money has long penetrated into our bones."

He looked straight at the other person, and clenched the pen in his hand tighter and tighter.

"Haozi, let's go. Don't ask about my heart, the heart of the past. I have lost it for a long time."

He walked all the way from a poor village in the northeast to Shanghai, and stood on a high-rise building by the Huangpu River to watch the clouds rise and fall. His heart that pursued his dreams had long been transformed into the heart of a dictator.

This is something that Lin Hao, who grew up in Shanghai, cannot understand. Dream? How many kilograms of copper coins can it be exchanged for?
The two looked at each other, and Lin Hao's gaze gradually dimmed, like the embers after a burn, leaving only a silent gray.

He finally turned and left, never looking back. The only thing floating in the air was the answer to Fang Xiewen's question he left before he stepped out the door.

"It would be best if we don't meet again. If we do, we will be rivals."

The friendship between the two friends who used to be willing to quit their well-paid jobs and start a business with each other over a phone call has finally come to an end.

Back then they were wearing shirts and jeans, with burning fire in their eyes, but now they are wearing suits, but all that is left is the friendship that has been blown away like ashes after burning out.

It starts out as a shadow, and ends up as the star.

……

The next day, after learning the news, Huang Zhenhua stood in the office of Hongye Capital in silence.

He did not do anything to Fang Xiewen's company except to get his sister to agree to the merger plan.

Fang Xiewen's company is a good investment target. Not only did he not do anything, but he helped him invisibly, allowing his company to develop faster than in the original drama.

But it also made the separation between the partners come faster.

But this time, even though Fang Xiewen was not with his sister, he was determined to go down this path.

Perhaps, his heart destined him to continue on this path, and it was not a mistake. It just made Huang Zhenhua feel a little regretful, but at the same time, he also felt it was really wonderful.

Just as he said at the beginning, this was also a small test of Fang Xiewen's humanity.

As expected, Fang Xiewen was still the same Fang Xiewen.

……

A week later.

In a high-end business hotel in Shanghai, Fang Xiewen walked into the banquet box with a triumphant look on his face.

The CEO of Tianlangxing Group invited him to dinner here today. Those at the same table were basically all senior executives of Tianlangxing, while those at the other table were the core employees of Tianlangxing.

Fang Xiewen was a handsome man with a strong boss vibe. As soon as he entered the box, he attracted the attention of the female bosses and employees. Among them, a new female secretary named Xiao Xiaoyu fell in love with him at first sight.

Not long after Fang Xiewen sat down, the president of Tianlangxing next to him began to praise him and toast him. After toasting everyone at this table, he took him to another table and asked everyone to toast him.

This female secretary named Xiao Xiaoyu not only toasted him again, but also never took her eyes off Fang Xiewen.

Tonight Fang Xiewen accepted all the toasts, perhaps to prove that he was right to do so. After returning to the main table, he began to talk a lot, and sometimes he drank a glass of wine to everyone's flattery.

After three rounds of drinks, the secretary of Tianlangxing's boss suddenly walked in and leaned over to whisper something in the boss' ear.

Fang Xiewen, who was still speaking, saw the boss next to him suddenly stand up.

"Mr. Fang, please wait a moment. A distinguished guest has arrived."

"Oh, okay." Fang Xiewen nodded with a smile and watched the president of Tianlangxing leave.

Seeing that the other people at the table were equally confused, Fang Xiewen knew that this guest's arrival was indeed mysterious and gave up the idea of ​​asking questions.

So he continued to talk to everyone about the topic that he had not finished just now.

Fang Xiewen was young and promising, and deserved everyone's praise. Moreover, two days ago, after hesitating for a long time, he finally sent the photo and a letter he wrote personally to Rose in Beijing.

Maybe tonight, or maybe when he wakes up tomorrow, he will be able to blow the horn of his final confession!
The more Fang Xiewen thought about it, the drunker he became, and the more talkative he became. He didn't notice at all that the door of the box was opened and the president of Tianlangxing came back.

"Mr. Fang, Mr. Fang!" The boss patted Fang Xiewen on the shoulder and waited for him to turn around before saying, "Mr. Fang, let me introduce this distinguished guest to you."

The CEO of Tianlangxing stepped aside and said, "This is the investment banking manager from Hongye Capital, Ms. Hu Lin."

"..."

Fang Xiewen, who was a little drunk, was stunned when he heard the name, but then he sobered up after seeing Hu Lin in front of him.

"Senior Brother Fang, long time no see!" Hu Lin, dressed in a light blue suit, smiled faintly and nodded in greeting. There was no longer the look in his eyes that he had in the past when he was obsessed with the other person.

Fang Xiewen's hand holding the wine glass froze in the air, his face dull, his heart in turmoil.

"Hu Lin?"

After a long time, Fang Xiewen finally reacted and shouted in a daze.

The boss of Tianlangxing standing by was a little surprised and asked, "Boss Fang, Manager Hu, do you know each other?"

Fang Xiewen wanted to introduce the relationship between the two with a smile, but he couldn't smile, and Hu Lin said indifferently:

"College classmate, haven't contacted for a long time."

"Oh, that's a coincidence. Come, Manager Hu, please take a seat."

The boss of Tianlangxing asked Hu Lin to sit on the other side of Fang Xiewen, then he pulled Fang Xiewen and whispered:

"Mr. Fang, the company's next round of financing will mainly depend on Red Leaf Capital. Given their power and status, if they can lead the investment, the benefits to us will be immeasurable."

"..."

Fang Xiewen opened his mouth. He understood what the other party meant, but his relationship with Hu Lin was not as good as the other party imagined.

After hesitating for a while, Fang Xiewen raised his glass and said to Hu Lin, "Manager Hu...long time no see. I toast you."

Hu Lin nodded. She didn't think there was anything wrong with the other party's way of addressing her. If Fang Xiewen still called her by her name directly, she would probably be unhappy.

After taking a sip from the glass, Hu Lin suddenly asked, "Mr. Fang, do you know what apples taste like?"

Fang Xiewen was stunned and said subconsciously: "Sweet!"

Hu Lin chuckled and said nothing more.

On Christmas Eve a few years ago, after tasting the sour and salty snow water under the tree, she wanted to throw away all the apples in the dormitory, but after thinking it over, she decided not to.

After Fang Xiewen severed her feelings with just three sentences, she sat alone in the dormitory and ate those apples.

She vomited as she ate, and finished all the apples she would eat in her life at once.

Finally she realized that in addition to sour and sweet, apples can also taste bitter and salty.

At the dinner table, Fang Xiewen was a little uneasy. He really wanted to bring the two of them closer, but when he opened his mouth he didn't know how to start.

Am I wrong? I am not wrong!

Is it wrong to reject a woman you don't like? Yes!
But no one said that the other party would suddenly become the God of Wealth of your own company!

Who knows if the other party will deny the cooperation with you in just three sentences!
Fang Xiewen, who had just been full of energy and felt that he was young and promising, now began to doubt himself again.

Hu Lin didn't think too much about it. Whether it was letting it go or venting her anger, she was now representing Hongye Capital and could not embarrass her boss.

The longer she worked there, the more she admired her boss Huang Zhenhua. She was not the only one who admired him, but there were many people in the entire Red Leaf Capital who did the same.

Apart from the other party's past strategic planning, the boss had also anticipated small situations like this one.

The boss seemed to have done nothing, but he had prepared everything in advance.

Now, when facing the senior brother Fang whom she once admired, Hu Lin was calm. No matter how young and promising he was, he was not as good as a finger of the boss.

Although her boss smiled and said she could do whatever she wanted before she came, she felt that she could not embarrass her boss because of her personal feelings.

Even if we really need to settle the score, it's not now.

……

An hour later, Fang Xiewen walked out of the hotel a little drunk, and the driver quickly helped him into the car.

The car had not driven far when Fang Xiewen suddenly stopped the driver.

"Mr. Fang, what's wrong?"

Fang Xiewen waved his hand to signal the driver not to speak. Through the car window, he saw two familiar people sitting at a barbecue stall next to him.

One was Hu Lin who had just left early, and the other was Lin Hao, his former good brother whom he hadn’t seen for a few days!
……

At the barbecue stall, there were already quite a few empty beer bottles under Lin Hao's feet. Compared to the suit and tie he wore when he left before, he was now wearing a shirt and jeans.

Hu Lin didn't mind the other person's appearance at all. After Lin Hao finished another glass of wine, she spoke:
"Lin Hao, I heard that you broke up with Fang Xiewen because of your dream?"

Hearing the name again, Lin Hao paused for a moment while holding a kebab. Then he took a bite as if nothing had happened and said, "Oh, that little thing has been spread out. I am a little ashamed, Junior Sister Hu Lin!"

Hu Lin's face remained calm as she continued, "It just so happens that we at Red Leaf Capital love helping people realize their dreams, and my boss is very interested in the conception of your dream."

Lin Hao, who was originally in a somewhat casual posture, subconsciously sat up straight upon hearing this, without even having time to wipe the oil off his mouth.

"You joined Red Leaf Capital?"

Hu Lin nodded and said, "My boss also wanted me to come to you. He heard that you have some ideas about the Q&A forum, so he wanted to talk to you."

Lin Hao looked surprised. He didn't expect that the big boss of Red Leaf Capital might be optimistic about his idea.

You know, even former partner Fang Xiewen was not very optimistic about this idea. He only absorbed some of the concepts and incorporated them into the current company's products.

Lin Hao's face was uncertain. He had originally thought of using all his current wealth to fight this idea, but since he chose to take the risk, he didn't plan to drag it on any longer.

But he still lacked confidence and had been thinking about it these past few days. Now that Mr. Huang was optimistic about him, it was at least a shot in the arm, not to mention that the other party might support him in the future.

Seeing this, Hu Lin knew that his goal had been achieved, so he took out the business card and placed it on the table.

After a moment's silence, she chuckled and said, "By the way, I am currently representing Hongye Capital in negotiating with Tianlangxing regarding financing. If you have anything you want to say to Fang Xiewen, you can tell me."

After Hu Lin finished speaking, Lin Hao's breathing stagnated and he fell silent.

How embarrassing it was when the relationship broke up, how painful it will be to talk about it later.

What else is there to say?
Everything was burned to ashes.

Shaking his head, Lin Hao said in a somewhat lonely voice: "There is nothing much to say. If I have to say something, then there is only one sentence."

His voice paused, then he spoke again.

"If you were a friend, you would be an opponent!"

……

Inside the Audi, Fang Xiewen couldn't hear what they were talking about, he just saw them opening their mouths to speak.

Did they just happen to meet and chat? Or will Lin Hao also be invested by Red Leaf Capital?
Do we have to face each other in the end?

Is it true that the person who once quit her job and saved all her savings to start a business with him after just one phone call is now going to turn against him?
The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable his already dizzy head became.

His former best friend broke up with him, and the junior sister he rejected became his god of wealth. If Rose also drew a line between herself and him, then he would be truly deserted by everyone.

Is this the price of selling your soul for money?
No! No way! No matter what, Rose will not distance herself from me. I have the capital and the photo of our destiny now. How can she distance herself from me?

The more Fang Xiewen thought about it, the more he felt his stomach churning. He vomited violently in the car and passed out.

"Mr. Fang! Mr. Fang!"

In the original drama, Fang Xiewen drank too much and became alcohol poisoned at the banquet. After he went home and threw a tantrum, it was Huang Yimei who sent him to the hospital.

And now, it was fortunate that he stopped temporarily to watch the two people talking, otherwise if he had gone home alone and fainted, his body might have been discovered only after it had become smelly.

……

The next day.

Just as Fang Xiewen slowly woke up in the hospital, Huang Yimei, who was far away in Beijing, received the package he had sent earlier.

After opening it with great interest, Huang Yimei was stunned.

Inside was a letter and a photo that she recognized instantly.

(End of this chapter)