The black Bentley car parked smoothly in the solemn and empty parking lot outside City Detention Center.
Su Wantang turned off the engine but did not unlock the door immediately.
She turned her head and looked at Zhao Chen in the passenger seat, her eyes lingering on his calm profile for a moment, as if she wanted to confirm something, and as if she just wanted to carve him into her heart at this moment.
"I won't accompany you in."
Her voice was very soft, with an undeniable tenderness and firmness,
"But I will wait for you here. Wait until you come out."
Zhao Chen understands what she means.
Not only did she want to send him here, she also wanted to see a familiar face at the first sight and feel the support without words after he ended this difficult confrontation with his biological father.
This is a silent promise and a gentle compulsion - forcing him to return to her intact no matter what he goes through inside.
"Okay." He didn't say much, he just raised his hand and gently shook her hand on the steering wheel, then opened the door and got out of the car.
The cold wind of winter blows against my face, bringing with it the unique bleak atmosphere of Detention Center.
Zhao Chen didn't look back and walked straight towards the strict gate.
He could feel the gentle but persistent gaze behind him, following him until his figure disappeared through the door.
In Meeting Room, the atmosphere was more solemn than last time.
Zhao Jianguo was sitting across from the glass, his face so gloomy that it could drip water, and his eyes were filled with anger, frustration and an anxiety that was about to get out of control.
When he saw Zhao Chen coming in, he didn't wait like last time. As soon as Zhao Chen picked up the receiver, he roared over:
"You still know how to come to see me?! Such a big thing--Rights Issue! One billion!
Do you still have me as your father in your eyes? Do you still have me as Major Shareholder? When your wings are hard, you want to fly? You are addicted to seizing power, right?!"
The voice came through the receiver, with irrepressible rage and trembling.
Zhao Chen looked at his face twisted with excitement through the glass, and the last wave of blood in his heart completely subsided.
He sat down slowly and said in a calm tone, "Dad, please don't get excited yet and listen to my explanation."
"Explain? What do you have to explain!"
Zhao Jianguo slammed the partition in front of him,
"Shrink the balance sheet, okay, I thought you were young and energetic and wanted to reform! But what are you doing now Rights Issue? Do you know how many shares this will dilute?
Do you know how much real gold Silver this will cost?! Have you discussed this with me? Do you still have me as your father in your heart?!"
"Shrinking the balance sheet is the core strategy set by Board of Directors. It is related to Henglong's life and death and cannot be shaken."
Zhao Chen's voice is still smooth, but with an unquestionable hardness.
"But Director Lin should have already reported to you about the situation at the bank.
They question our Continuous Operation ability because of our strategic shift, and the conditions for loan renewal are extremely harsh, and the loan may even be terminated. This is a real dilemma."
"So you came up with such a bad idea? Pay your own money to fill the hole?"
Zhao Jianguo sneered,
"I still don't know what your family fortune is? Where did you get the money to participate in Rights Issue? Are you planning to pledge the 15% of the shares I finally transferred to you? Are you going to lose all your family wealth?!"
"I will solve the money problem without using company resources and will not easily pledge shares."
Zhao Chen avoided the specific source of funds. This is his trump card.
"As for the dilution of shares, as long as the major shareholders participate in proportion, there will be no substantial dilution. Aunt Su and I will subscribe in full. As the first Major Shareholder, you should naturally participate."
"Should? Why should it be!"
Zhao Jianguo's patience seemed to be exhausted, and his voice suddenly rose in pitch, with a completely irritated mania.
"I don't agree! I absolutely agree with this plan! Stop it immediately! Otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Zhao Chen raised his eyes, looking through the glass, looking at Zhao Jianguo.
"Dad, Voting Rights, which holds 40% of the shares in your name, has been authorized to me in black and white, and is valid for one year. During the authorization period, I will exercise shareholder rights on your behalf.
The resolution of Board of Directors has legal procedures and complies with Company Charter. Your personal 'disagree' cannot veto the passed resolution at the legal and corporate governance levels."
These words, like a cold steel needle, accurately pierced the bubble that Zhao Jianguo relied on to maintain its authority in the end.
He is no longer the Chairman who always sticks to his word, or even the father who can influence his son's decision-making.
He is just a "former" shareholder who is trapped in Detention Center and cannot even control his own shares.
Zhao Jianguo's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, his eyeballs popped out, and his chest heaved violently, as if he would be out of breath in the next second.
He stared at Zhao Chen, his eyes filled with shock, disbelief, and an overwhelming hatred of being betrayed by a loved one and having everything taken away from him.
"You... you have planned it a long time ago, haven't you?!"
He almost roared,
"From the day I entered, no, from the day you forced me to sign the authorization form, you have been waiting for this day! Why for the company, bullshit!