Still hold the upper hand
Still hold the upper hand
After learning that, he didn't sit still. Instead, he had sent people to investigate the relationship between Su Liwei and Jing Lihua. To his dismay, his fears came true. Ever since the wedding, they had been living separately.
Tang Liuwei knew that his granddaughter was not the one to blame for this outcome. If Su family was bent on going against the Tang enterprise, how could their previous President, Su Liwei, be sincere towards his granddaughter?
In fact, it was good that his granddaughter wasn't in good terms with Su Liwei. If she was, she might have ended up being used by him.
"Please forgive this old man for making a bad decision... Only if I hadn't agreed to the marriage back then..."
When he had first learned of this matter, he had immediately wanted to go and break off the marriage arrangement. As a doting grandfather, how could he see his granddaughter with a man who wanted nothing but to harm her?
But in the end, he stopped himself.
Glancing at his granddaughter, his eyes softened.
"But until now you have been expertly taking care of things. I won't meddle because I believe you must have thought of a way out of this situation too. If you had wanted to get out of this marriage, you could have done that yourself long ago. But you didn't. It means you must have plans. I don't want to get in your way."
His granddaughter had grown up. She could make her own decisions now.
Tang Liwei felt a strong weight being lifted from his shoulders. He could trust her. With a smile, he headed back to his room.
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Jing Lihua stayed the night at the farmhouse. In the morning, she headed for her apartment. After taking care of the little fussy, she plopped on the couch and checked her emails.
"Mr. Song indeed lived up to his reputation. I am pretty sure Heng Huizhong must have tried to bribe him with handsome amounts and even must have tried to make things difficult for him. But even so, he has already sent the papers for the transfer of the shares."
Pondering over it, Jing Lihua dialed a number. Once he picked up, Jing Lihua directly asked. "Heng Bingwen, have you received Mr. Song's email?"
"Y-Yes, President." Heng Bingwen's voice sounded raspy.
The case of his grandfather's death was a sensitive matter for him. Other than his mother, the only person who was closest to him was his grandfather.
Not only that, last night the words his grandfather had said to him kept replaying in his head. His grandfather had pinned great hopes on him. He had wanted him to take hold of the Heng Software Limited. While at the same time, his grandfather implored him to find forgiveness in his heart and let go of his father and younger brother.
Heng Bingwen was merely a youth of twenty. He was used to living his life in a carefree manner. Suddenly having so many responsibilities upon his shoulders, he felt oppressed.
When he had previously strived for his rights, he had merely wanted an easy life for his mother. But who knew grandfather had such high expectations of him?
Because he loved and respected his grandfather, he couldn't simply ignore those words. He had to walk the path his grandfather designated him.
Because of all these matters, last night, he hadn't been able to sleep even for a minute.
In all the chaos, he couldn't even find time to ponder over Mr. Song's words about 'President Jing ties with Heng family and that twenty percent shares she had inexplicably inherited.'
From his tone, Jing Lihua could detect traces of tiredness. She sighed. "Heng Bingwen, Heng Bingwen, this is no time to laze around."
"President I wasn't lazing around..."
"I know it is difficult for you. But this is the time to demonstrate your true strength. We must strike while the iron is hot. All the shareholders and employees in Heng Software Limited are anticipating a change. There is an air of uncertainty in the company. If you show weakness at this point in time, all the effort you have put until now, everything would go to waste. Do you understand what I am saying?"
Heng Bingwen fell silent for a while. Listening to Jing Lihua's words, the tiredness within his heart slowly dissipated. He felt a surge of confidence invigorate him. His resolve solidified. "Yes, President I understand." His tone changed drastically.
It was funny how a few words from President could have such a profound effect on him.
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"Hehe... Now I understand."
Heng Huizhong had not been able to stop the process of shares transfer. Since the shares were distributed, naturally there would be an election to elect the new President of the enterprise. How could Heng Huizhong easily let go of his position?
So on the matter, that Jing Lihua had ties with the Heng family, he investigated vigorously.
To openly give her twenty percent shares, she must be on the same level as his sons. It meant that Elder Heng gave her the same importance as his grandsons.
The will and the letters had his father's handwriting. They were not fake or fabricated. Heng Huizhog could confirm. His father, Elder Heng indeed had named the shares to Jing Lihua.
That meant that Elder Heng believed that Jing Lihua was his granddaughter!
Now it was either Jing Lihua was actually Elder Heng granddaughter or she had deluded him into believing that she was his granddaughter.
In both the cases, Heng Huizhong was at advantage.
"If she is indeed my father's granddaughter she must have been adopted. That means she is not a Tang. If I expose this to the public, I can cause great damage to her. I can use this to blackmail her. President Jing, I still hold the upper hand. Hehe."