Wu Hongyuan pushed up his glasses and finally spoke:
"Mr. Lin, you just said that a paternity test can be done at any time. Do you know what it means to Henglong if this word spreads?
It means that the media will pursue Zhao Jianguo's case, which means that the 30% of Zhao Jianguo's Pledged Shares will face greater pressure, which means--"
"Mr. Wu," Lin Wanqing interrupted him, "What does the 30% of Zhao Jianguo's shares have to do with me?"
She looked at Wu Hongyuan with a hint of pride in her eyes:
"Those shares are his, not mine. Pledged Shares liquidated his position. It was him who liquidated his position, not me.
When the stock price falls, it is the shareholders who lose, and it is the management who gets scolded, but I - I will soon no longer belong to Henglong, and I will not be a shareholder either."
She paused and raised the corners of her mouth:
"My identity today is to attend the last Board of Directors. After you have finished discussing, I will leave.
From now on, whether Henglong is dead or alive, what does it have to do with me?"
There was dead silence in Meeting Room.
Everyone can see it.
Lin Wanqing doesn't plan to stay at Henglong anymore.
She came here today to break the jar.
Sun Zhengping's brows tightened:
"Mr. Lin, you've said it before. You are Finance Director. If you haven't officially resigned, you will be responsible for the company."
"Responsible?" Lin Wanqing laughed,
"Mr. Sun, who do you want me to be responsible for? To Zhao Chen? To him, the person who drove me to a dead end?"
She pointed at Zhao Chen and raised her voice:
"When he forced me to refund my money, force me to plug holes, and force my companies to stop working, who of you said a word for me? Now tell me your responsibility?"
No one answered the call.
Lin Wanqing leaned back on the chair and glanced at the silent faces on both sides of Long Table.
Song Zhongping, Li Weimin, Sun Zhengping, Wu Hongyuan, Liu Mingyu...
And the two rows of senior executives at the back all had their heads lowered, not daring to look at her.
A strange joy suddenly surged in her heart.
Right.
That's it.
It was this look - this look that didn't dare to look at each other, didn't dare to say a word, didn't dare to say a word for her.
She was alone, sitting in this Meeting Room, facing so many people.
But there was nothing they could do against her.
Because she has nothing to lose.
The position of Finance Director? She doesn't want it anymore.
Henglong's future? It has nothing to do with her anymore.
She was scolded by public opinion? She had already been scolded as a mistress, how far could she go if she was scolded again?
The only thing she has to do is to let everyone see it in this Meeting Room--
Zhao Chen There is nothing you can do against her.
Henglong There is nothing you can do against her.
Public opinion has nothing to do with her.
Then she went out, took the money and connections she had saved over the years, and created another Henglong.
Zhao Jianguo That old guy has been looking like this for twenty years.
She is different.
She is more capable than him.
Lin Wanqing picked up the water glass in front of him and took a sip with an elegant posture.
"Go on." She said, "Don't you want to discuss how to eliminate the impact? Let's discuss it. I'm listening."
There is still no one talking in Meeting Room.
Song Zhongping's face was ashen, but he couldn't say anything.
Lin Wanqing has this "dead pig is not afraid of boiling water" attitude, you reason with her, she will lie to you;
If you lose your temper with her, she will laugh at you for losing your temper.
Sun Zhengping was silent, his eyes falling on the documents in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
Wu Hongyuan took off his glasses and wiped them slowly with a lens cloth, as if he was using this action to delay time.
Li Weimin lowered his head, not daring to look at anyone.
Liu Mingyu sat there, feeling on pins and needles.
He secretly glanced at Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen still had no expression, just holding a glass of water and occasionally taking a sip, as if he was watching a play that had nothing to do with him.
Liu Mingyu suddenly felt anxious in his heart.
Chairman Zhao, please say something!
If she continues to be arrogant like this, today will really become her one-man show!
"Mr. Lin," Sun Zhengping finally spoke again, with a low voice.
"You just said that the drop in the stock price has nothing to do with you. Then let me ask you, if the 30% shares of Zhao Jianguo are liquidated, what impact will it have on the stock price of Henglong?"
Lin Wanqing looked at him:
"What impact? Of course it's a fall. The harder it falls, the more uncomfortable it will be for you. What does it have to do with me?"
"Then have you ever thought about it?" Sun Zhengping paused.
"If his shares are liquidated, there will be 30% more Circulating Supply on the market. How will Henglong's stock price drop by then?"
Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment.
She really hadn't thought about this angle.
"How it falls is your business."
She quickly regained her composure, "I am no longer a Henglong person. You can figure it out on your own."
Sun Zhengping looked at her with a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"Mr. Lin," he said, "You are also an old man Henglong. Even if you want to leave, why do you have to do everything?"
Lin Wanqing's smile froze for a moment.
But soon, she returned to her invulnerable look:
"Mr. Sun, it's not me who has done anything wrong. It's Zhao Chen who forced me to take the desperate step. He won't give me a way to survive, so why should I give him a way to survive?"
She looked at Zhao Chen, with a hint of provocation in her eyes:
"Chairman Zhao, what do you think?"
Everyone's eyes fell on Zhao Chen.
Zhao Chen Put down the water glass.
He didn't look at Lin Wanqing, but nodded slightly, as if talking to himself.
Then he said:
"Aunt Zhang, tell me."