Back to Henglong, as soon as he entered the elevator, Zhao Chen leaned against the elevator wall with his eyes closed.
Zhang Qingxue stood beside him, holding the briefcase filled with Legal Document in his hand.
Chen Xi lowered her head to look at her phone. The light from the screen reflected on her face, making her eyebrows look a little tired.
The 28th floor has arrived.
The elevator door opened and the corridor was quiet.
On the weekend Henglong Building, most of the employees were on vacation, and only a few emergency lights were on, illuminating the dark carpet with a dim luster.
Chairman's Office's door is ajar.
Zhao Chen Push the door open.
The air-conditioning hits you face to face - just the right temperature, neither cold nor dry.
Su Wantang stood up from the sofa.
She was wearing a light gray linen shirt today, and her long hair was tied loosely behind her head.
There is a western cup of herbal tea on the coffee table. There are fine water droplets on the side of the cup. It has obviously been prepared recently.
She looked at Zhao Chen and said nothing.
Zhao Chen looked at her and nodded:
"Everything went well."
Su Wantang finally let go of the breath he brought up.
She didn't ask for details, just pushed the herbal tea forward. "Drink some water first, it's hot outside."
Chen Xi sat down on the sofa, picked up a cup of herbal tea, drank half of it, and let out a sigh of relief:
"My God, it's so comfortable in the house."
Zhang Qingxue put the briefcase next to the coffee table, took the tea cup, and sipped it.
She has always been reserved, but the thin sweat on her forehead and slightly red cheeks betrayed her true state after staying in Detention Center for several hours.
Zhao Chen sat down on the single sofa, picked up the tea cup, and did not drink it immediately.
He looked at the slightly rippling Tea Soup in the cup.
--66%.
Once the agreement is signed, all the shares of Zhao Jianguo will be transferred.
Including his own original shares, his shareholding ratio will exceed 66%.
Counting the shares of Su Wantang and Shen Zhiyi, his actual control over Shareholders' Meeting will exceed 76%.
From today on, no one can shake his control over Henglong.
He took a sip of tea.
The sweetness and bitterness of herbal tea melt on the tip of the tongue.
"Assistant Chen," he put down the teacup, "Go ask Liu Mingyu to come over."
Chen Xi was stunned for a moment, then nodded, got up and went out.
Su Wantang glanced at Zhao Chen: "At this point, is he still in the company?"
"Should be here." Zhao Chen said, "On a day like today, he wouldn't dare not be here."
Liu Mingyu is indeed there.
He has been sitting in the office all afternoon.
Ever since the Lin Wanqing interview broke out, his cell phone has not stopped--
He didn't answer any of the calls from various sources asking for information, inquiries from the media, and tests from senior executives.
He knew that at this juncture, he would definitely open Board of Directors.
But I don't know when it will open.
At 12 o'clock, Chen Xi sent a group notification:
All directors and department heads are requested to arrive at the company before West Point this afternoon and wait for the meeting notice.
Department heads without the title of "director" must also attend.
Liu Mingyu's heart skipped a beat when he saw this notification.
This is about doing something big.
He walked around the office dozens of times and looked at the scenery outside Floor-to-Ceiling Window and Shan City countless times.
He didn't know how Zhao Chen would deal with Lin Wanqing's troubles. He didn't know if he, the "Secretary to the Board of Directors in the Zhao Jianguo era," would be affected. He didn't know...
There was a knock on the door.
Liu Mingyu is a thrill.
"Secretary Liu, Chairman Zhao please come over." Chen Xi's voice.
Liu Mingyu took a deep breath, straightened his tie, and opened the door.
Chen Xi stood at the door with his usual expression.
"Assistant Chen," Liu Mingyu tried to keep his voice calm,
"Chairman Zhao is looking for me... what's the emergency?"
"You'll know when you get there." Chen Xi turned around and left.
The more rude Chen Xi's attitude is, the more careful he has to be.
So he quickly followed.
When Liu Mingyu entered the door, he saw this picture:
Zhao Chen is sitting on the single sofa, holding a teacup in his hand and looking calm.
Su Wantang stood quietly behind him.
Zhang Qingxue On the other side of the coffee table, the briefcase is open, and a stack of documents is exposed at the corner.
Chen Xi was picking up water at the water dispenser without looking back.
--This is his core team.
Liu Mingyu's understanding of the "outsider" in his heart has never been so clear.
"Chairman Zhao." He stood still in front of the coffee table and bowed slightly.
Zhao Chen didn't let him sit.
He just raised his eyes, glanced at Liu Mingyu, and then said to Zhang Qingxue:
"Aunt Zhang, come and tell him."
Zhang Qingxue put down the tea cup, took out a copy of the document from the briefcase, and pushed it to the edge of the coffee table.
Liu Mingyu looked down.
His pupils shrank slightly.
That's a Share Transfer Agreement.
Transferor: Zhao Jianguo.
Transferee: The subject designated by Zhao Chen.
Subject: 170 million shares of Henglong Shares.
"This..." He raised his head, his voice a little dry, "Has it been signed?"
"Signed." Zhang Qingxue's voice was calm, "Today at noon, at Detention Center."
Liu Mingyu opened his mouth but was speechless.
Of course he knows what this means.
The 30.35% shareholding of Zhao Jianguo is the biggest uncertainty of Henglong.
The revelations about Pledged Shares, the illegitimate child, and Lin Wanqing - everything revolves around this axis.
Now the shaft has been removed.
"After the delivery is completed," Zhang Qingxue continued,
"Chairman Zhao's personal shareholding will exceed 66%.
Including the shares of Ms. Su and Ms. Shen and the entrustment of Voting Rights, Chairman Zhao's actual control over Shareholders' Meeting will reach more than 76%."