Chapter 193 Tell me, what are your demands?

Mingxiao frowned deeply, his eyelids growing heavy. After a long silence, he gazed intently out the window, "Perhaps his surname isn't Sang."

Ming Zhan's breath hitched, and he froze.

Mingxiao's brows remained furrowed for a long time, and his eyes were filled with bright red blood vessels. "Help me make an appointment with Rong Zhi."

Mingzhan's heart skipped a beat. "Brother, you should just focus on getting better. I'll handle some things."

Mingxiao shook his head. "There are some things you can't say."

Ming Zhan pursed his lips, took a deep breath, and replied helplessly, "Okay."

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Sang Yuwan rushed back to the Bo Group from the hospital, and Xian Si immediately went up to her. "Madam, President Ji is negotiating with them. You should wait a while before going up."

"Didn't they specifically ask to see me?" Sang Yuwan said coldly.

"I don't think they really wanted to jump off the building," Xian Si said.

Sang Yuwan's pretty face tightened slightly as she interrupted, "Stop talking. Let's go up and take a look first."

"Yes." Xiansi lowered her head.

The elevator goes directly to the top floor.

Sang Yuwan stepped out of the elevator, his black, fitted coat making him appear even more dignified.

Strings and clarity come one after the other.

The three of them stepped onto the rooftop, and Ji Xiao's voice came from there.

"Don't be impulsive, the chairman will be here soon. If you have any requests, you can tell me first..."

"Ji Xiao, who do you think you are?"

"I am now the president of Bo's Group. As long as your request is reasonable, I can agree to it."

"Pah. You're nothing but Sang Yuwan's dog..."

Despite the sarcasm and ridicule, Ji Xiao patiently continued to persuade him, "I know you have a prejudice against me. If you don't want to talk to me, I can call someone else over..."

"Go ahead and make Sang Yu come later. If she doesn't come today, we'll..."

A cold, clear voice drifted over, "Are you really going to jump off this building? You three are in the prime of your lives, with elderly parents and young children to support. You should think this through carefully."

Ji Xiao hurriedly turned around.

The winter sun at ten o'clock lazily shines down.

As Sang Yuwan walked towards the sunlight, she was enveloped in a layer of fine golden light. Her every step exuded majesty.

The moment Ji Xiao saw her, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "Chairman."

Sang Yuwan strode up to him, her cold gaze falling on the three men on the edge of the rooftop, a glint of cold light flashing in her eyes.

“The three of you, if you want to see me, you don’t need to do it this way.”

The three men standing on the edge of the rooftop exchanged glances. The one in the middle spoke first, "Chairman Sang, we've been dealing with each other for so long, don't we know each other's personalities? Enough with the nonsense. If you don't agree to our demands today, we'll jump off this roof."

Facing the light, Sang Yuwan squinted slightly, a layer of gloom sweeping across the depths of her dark eyes. Her expression was unreadable as she raised her wrist to check the time.

"Speak, what are your demands?"

A casual tone, an indifferent expression.

“When Mr. Bo was alive, he promised us shares in the Bo family business. Today, we must honor that promise.”

Sang Yuwan slightly turned her body to avoid the direct sunlight. After a few seconds, her gaze suddenly sharpened, and a chilling light flickered in her eyes.

"Who promised you shares?"

"Master Bo," the three men said in unison.

Sang Yuwan said unhurriedly, "Words are not enough. Do you have any evidence?"

"Of course," the three men said in unison, as if they had planned it beforehand.

Sang Yuwan curled her lips into a smile, her voice growing colder, "Where's the evidence?"

The man in the middle took a USB drive out of his pocket, held it between his fingertips, and raised his arm, saying, "Listen to yourself."

Sang Yuwan gave a knowing look.

Minglang immediately stepped forward, ready to take it.

"Assistant Ming, stop! Don't move!" the three shouted in unison.

Minglang paused abruptly, then turned to look at Sang Yuwan, "Madam, what is this?"

Sang Yuwan's expression changed slightly. She put her hands in her coat pockets and walked to the parasol not far away.

She was growing further and further away from the three men.

“The three of you have been my colleagues for so long, you know my personality. You keep saying you have evidence, but you don’t dare to make it public. Do you think I, Sang Yuwan, am three children?”

"Chairman Sang, I can give you the evidence, but you'll have to come and get it yourself." A fine layer of sweat appeared on the forehead of the middle man, and the silver metal USB drive in his hand reflected a cold, sharp light in the sunlight.

Minglang couldn't help but grit his teeth, "Don't be so presumptuous."

"Assistant Ming, you have no right to speak here." The man standing on the far left had a sinister look in his eyes and spoke arrogantly.

Minglang frowned in anger, wishing he could kick them off the building.

These three people have been gone for so long, and everything has been peaceful. I never expected them to cause such a scene today.

Logically speaking, if what they say is true, and Bo Xingzhi really promised them shares in the Bo family business before his death, why didn't they mention it when they passed away? Why are they coming to demand it now?

Besides, even if you were to ask for it, there was no need to do it in such a violent way.

Minglang's heart sank; he realized something was amiss.

Just as he was about to speak again, Xiansi stepped forward and gently tugged at his arm, telling him not to make any rash moves.

Their gazes both fell on Sang Yuwan.

Standing under the parasol, Sang Yuwan's expression was inscrutable, emanating a powerful aura. She pursed her lips and slowly spoke, "The three of you, if you want to talk, you must show sincerity."

"How are we not sincere?" the man in the middle raised his voice.

"Since you're so sincere, then send me the evidence." Sang Yuwan's tone was calm and unhurried, her expression composed.

"Come and get it." The man in the middle was starting to sound impatient.

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened slightly, and she said casually, "It seems we can't reach an agreement."

After saying that, she turned around and walked towards the rooftop exit.

"Stop!" the middle man said urgently.

Sang Yuwan took two steps forward before slowly stopping, turning to face the sunlight again. Her eyes were half-closed as she looked at the three people, her voice cold and clear, "Either bring it over, or Minglang comes to pick it up."

The three men exchanged glances, lowered their voices, and whispered a few words to each other.

Seeing this, Minglang quickly walked to Sang Yuwan's side and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Madam, safety mats have been laid downstairs."

Sang Yuwan's pupils contracted slightly, a half-smile playing on her lips. "Have you informed Second Master?"

Minglang paused for a moment, then said, "Lingzhou said that Second Master took the day off today."

Sang Yuwan's face darkened. "What a coincidence."

Minglang frowned. "Madam, do you suspect the Second Master..."

The sound of sharp footsteps interrupted their conversation.

Xian Si, quick-witted, hurriedly greeted him, "President Rong."

The clarity suddenly froze.

A cold smile appeared on Sang Yu's lips.