Chapter 1336 What if I choose not to save?

Chapter 1336 What if I choose not to save?

The next morning, we settled down east of Anhe Bridge.

The old iron heating pipes were shaking in the corners of the walls, and the melted snow was dripping down the eaves, creating tiny pits on the blue brick floor.

The mottled green-painted wooden door was ajar, and the chilly spring breeze wrapped in the smell of coal smoke blew straight into people's necks, frightening several young members of the An family who were leaning against the door, so that they shrank their necks and stood up the collars of their navy blue cotton-padded jackets.

It is already mid-March. Although spring has arrived, the weather in Yanjing is still cold. This late spring cold snap comes at a very bad time.

At this moment, the second-floor terrace was already full of people, bustling and lively like a market.

But there is a difference between being lively and being busy.

Among the countless whispers at this moment, in addition to the young people complaining about why today's shareholders' meeting was chosen to be held outdoors, making everyone so cold, there were also three distinct emotions clearly revealed.

One group is An Fengnian’s sons and grandsons, who are the largest group in the venue.

At this moment, there was an indescribable expression on everyone's face. Although they didn't say much, every time they talked to people, they couldn't hide the joy between their brows. With a little analysis, you can know that under those well-hidden expressions, there is excitement and excitement.

The second type is more indifferent. Their numbers are not as many as the other two groups, but they quietly occupy the more critical areas between the two sides. It seems that through many years of tacit understanding, they have already formed constraints and restrictions on both sides.

They are the descendant of An Fengyu, the second son of the An family, and An Fengrun, the fourth son of the An family.

The third emotion is gloomy and tense.

The An Fengqing lineage is comparable to An Fengnian in terms of numbers.

The gloomy atmosphere in the field was emitted by this group of people.

It was obvious that An Fengqing and all his relatives hardly slept last night. At this moment, they all had a pair of panda eyes and dark bags under their eyes, which showed their situation last night.

Everyone was looking at the watch on their wrist from time to time, waiting anxiously, and their eyes would involuntarily fall on the entrance to the rooftop, expecting the old man to appear here.

Wow!

After the surging noise, there is a sudden silence.

Immediately everyone stood up.

An Fengnian's face gradually appeared on the horizon of the platform, and soon his figure stepped steadily on the platform. His sharp eyes swept around, shocking many people and making them subconsciously shrink their necks.

"Big brother!" the second brother An Fengyu shouted.

The fourth brother, An Fengrun, also quickly followed suit and called him "big brother", and their attitude remained as respectful as before.

An Fengnian did not respond, but walked towards the stone table as usual.

An Fengyu and An Fengrun immediately looked at An Fengqing, frowned and winked at each other.

"Brother!" Feeling that all eyes were on him, An Fengqing, with a livid face, gritted his teeth and shouted along.

"Yes!" An Fengnian nodded, moved his neck around, and said calmly: "Sit down!"

The slight sound of the bench immediately caused a loud noise.

An Fengnian sat down and moved his shoulders. Lin Youwei, who was standing behind him, took over her grandfather's coat and gently placed it on the back of the chair.

"Dad, your tea!"

Su Qingquan started to make tea for his father immediately, and quickly poured the Dahongpao into the purple clay teapot and handed it to him.

When An Fengnian was in a meeting, he liked to hold a pot in his hand and set the tone for the An family's affairs with just a sip or a bite of wine.

Everyone was waiting for him to take his first sip of tea.

Because of the phone call last night, almost everyone in the An family knew what An Youting had done recently!

After the first sip of tea, the fate of the third brother An Fengqing will be decided!

In the past, the financial resources and power of An Fengnian, An Fengyu, An Fengqing and An Fengrun had already been reshuffled and reorganized time and again in repeated family events, and have become what they are today.

An Fengnian is the most dominant one, followed by An Fengqing.

The combination of Anfengyu and Anfengrun just overshadows Anfengqing, and they are the third force that cannot be ignored in the family business.

It is this power that makes An Fengqing fearful and An Fengnian respect him.

So over the years, everyone has been fighting secretly, but on the surface they still maintain a balance of power.

But last year, the death of An Fengnian's eldest son broke this balance for the first time, making the people from the other three families ready to make a move.

The ultimate beneficiary of that incident has not yet shown up or revealed his true identity, and all parties have been speculating about the mastermind behind it.

However, the sudden death of Anquan, the current "leader", had such a huge impact that An Fengnian, who had not been involved in the family business for many years, was forced to return and is still dealing with historical issues left over from last year.

An'an's death dealt a heavy blow to An Fengnian's branch.

The open and secret struggles within the An family once again began to intensify.

But yesterday, An Youting’s sudden “death” caused the atmosphere in the An family to change strangely again.

An Fengnian's team lost An An, and An Fengqing's team lost An Youting.

It seems that the balance of power and financial resources has once again reached a balance.

But is it really like that?

Everyone in the An family was waiting anxiously and expectantly for the decision of An Fengnian, the largest shareholder today.

"Where is An Youting?"

An Fengnian took the first sip of tea and immediately raised his eyes to An Fengqing.

"Brother!" An Fengqing's face darkened, "It's not convenient for Youting to come out, he..."

The whole audience's eyes were fixed on him.

An Fengnian took a sip from the spout of the kettle and raised his eyebrows. "It's just a restriction on leaving the capital, but it doesn't apply here! Ask him to come!"

The reason that An Fengqing had already thought of was instantly shattered by his eldest brother. He opened his mouth, and then could only ask his little granddaughter at home to make the call.

No one spoke anymore.

This seems to be the only topic today.

If An Youting doesn't come, the meeting cannot continue.

An Fengnian sat firmly at the stone table, holding the kettle in one hand and singing the tune in his mind with the other. The rhythm of his knuckles tapping on the edge of the table sounded very much like the sound of a shoemaker pulling the bellows at the entrance of the alley, and every beat struck everyone's heart.

In less than fifteen minutes, the roar of a car engine died down outside the yard, and then a sound of footsteps meandered from the door all the way to the edge of the rooftop.

An Fengqing slowly stood up, looked at his grandson, and sighed.

"grandfather……"

An Youting came up and saw his grandfather. He shouted and then couldn't say anything else.

"Sit down!" An Fengqing puffed up his cheeks and pulled him to sit down. He faced the hot gazes around him and said, "Brother, You Ting is here!"

"Then let's have a meeting!" An Fengnian didn't look at An Youting. Instead, he put down the teapot, took the document handed over by his daughter, and asked, "Fengqing, are you going to save Youting or not?"

But unexpectedly, An Fengnian's words caused an uproar at the scene.

An Fengqing stood up and asked in surprise, "Brother, what do you mean by that?"

"This is a voluntary stock transfer agreement!" An Fengnian tapped the document on the table and said word by word, "You chose to save him. According to the laws of Dragon Country, no matter how you choose to manage it, he will inevitably be imprisoned for three years! Any action you take will become evidence for others to criticize, and you will have to go to jail! For the future of the family, you can only reluctantly give up and choose one side!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell into silence, and one could hear a pin drop.

An Fengqing clenched his fists tightly and asked with a dark face: "What if I choose not to save him?"

An Youting: “…”