"Aren't you afraid that I will confront you when I come in?"
Zhao Chen shook his head:
"You won't."
Shen Jue Wait for him to continue.
"If you wanted to fight me, you wouldn't have helped me yesterday."
Zhao Chen said, "And it's unwise to go against me."
He paused:
"You asked me out because you wanted to be an ally."
Shen Jue was silent for a few seconds.
Then she smiled, very softly, but very sincerely.
"Zhao Chen," she said, "I'm starting to like you."
Zhao Chen did not answer this question.
He just said:
"Board of Directors has left a place for you. But I have a condition."
Shen Jue looked at him:
"Say."
"In the future, any issues that require Independent Shareholder's separate vote will be involved."
Zhao Chen said, "I hope you can cooperate."
Shen Jue thought for a while:
"You want me to stand by your side at a critical moment?"
"Yes."
Shen Jue nodded:
"Okay."
She paused and waited for Zhao Chen to continue.
Zhao Chen suddenly changed the topic:
"Tomorrow's Shareholders' Meeting and new Board of Directors members are basically decided. But--"
He looked at her:
"I still need someone with a financial background Independent Director. Do you have a suitable candidate?"
Shen Jue was slightly startled.
She didn't expect that Zhao Chen would take the initiative to ask her this.
"You want me to recommend it?"
"You have been in the capital market for so many years,"
Zhao Chen said, "I know more people than me. If there is someone suitable, you might as well tell me."
Shen Jue was silent for two seconds, then smiled:
"Are you trying to win over me?"
Zhao Chen shook his head:
"I'm borrowing your resources."
Shen Jue looked at him with a strange appreciation in his eyes.
"Zhao Chen," she said, "You are such a smart person."
She thought for a while:
"Southwestern University of Finance and Economics Vice Principal, Xu Yong. Are you qualified?"
Zhao Chen's brows raised slightly.
Xu Yong.
Of course he has heard of this name - Southwestern University of Finance and Economics is an academic master, an authority in the field of financial accounting, and has deep connections in regulatory authorities and the corporate world.
"Can he come?" Zhao Chen asked.
Shen Jue laughed:
"I can handle it."
Zhao Chen looked at her and was silent for a few seconds.
"Then it's up to him."
He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Chen Xi:
"Independent Director has the candidate, Xu Yong. Shen Jue is recommended. No need to look any further."
After finishing speaking, he raised his head:
"Thank you."
Shen Jue waved his hand:
"You're welcome. I will also hang out in Board of Directors from now on. It's good to have someone I know well."
Zhao Chen looked at her:
"Aren't you afraid that I will regret it?"
Shen Jue shook his head:
"You won't."
Zhao Chen Waiting for her explanation.
"If you wanted to regret it, you wouldn't have asked me to recommend it."
Shen Jue said, "Since you have opened your mouth, you sincerely want to cooperate."
She paused:
"Moreover, Xu Yong is Independent Director. His position is not decided by you or me."
Zhao Chen was silent for a few seconds.
Then he laughed.
In that smile, there was appreciation, relief, and something Shen Jue couldn't understand.
"Shen Jue," he said, "You didn't disappoint me either."
Shen Jue picked up the water glass in front of him and raised it:
"Then from now on, we are allies."
Zhao Chen also picked up the cup and touched it with her.
The sound of glasses clinking was very light.
But at this moment, it carries more weight than any agreement.
After saying goodbye to Shen Jue, Zhao Chen asked the driver to pick him up and take him home.
Zhao Chen When I opened the door, a strong aroma hit my face.
It's his favorite soup.
Su Wantang poked his head out of the kitchen and glanced at him:
"You're back? Wait another ten minutes and the soup will be ready."
Zhao Chen changed shoes and walked into Living Room.
Ten minutes later, Su Wantang came out carrying a bowl of soup.
"Cordyceps Flower Stewed Chicken Soup,"
She put the bowl in front of Zhao Chen, "Take some time to heal. You've lost weight in the past few days."
Zhao Chen looked down at the bowl of soup - clear soup color, a few pieces of chicken, a few cordyceps flowers, and a few red dates.
He picked up the spoon and took a sip.
The warm liquid slid into the stomach, bringing with it a faint sweetness.
"It tastes good," he said.
Su Wantang sat down next to him and watched him drink soup with a slight smile on his lips.
Zhao Chen Finished the soup and put the bowl down.
Su Wantang reached out to take the bowl and was about to get up to wash it--
"Wantang." Zhao Chen suddenly spoke.
She looked back.
Zhao Chen looked at her, with a rare softness in his eyes:
"Come and sit for a while."
Su Wantang was startled for a moment, then put the bowl back on the coffee table and sat down next to him.
Zhao Chen leaned on the back of the sofa and closed his eyes.
Su Wantang Seeing the fatigue in his brows and eyes, I felt a pang of distress in my heart.
This man has barely had a day off since November last year.
Short Selling, seize power, Rights Issue, Short Squeeze...
Every step is taken on the edge of the knife.
No mistakes can be made at every step.
She gently stretched out her hand, took his head over, and let him rest on her lap.
Zhao Chen froze slightly, then let Panasonic come over.
Su Wantang gently pressed his fingers on his temples and rubbed them slowly.
Her technique is very light and gentle, with a reassuring warmth.
Zhao Chen closed his eyes and said nothing.
But Su Wantang could feel that his body, which had been stretched for several days, was letting Panasonic loosen up little by little.
A long time.
Zhao Chen suddenly spoke:
"When Shareholders' Meeting ends tomorrow, everything will be settled."
Su Wantang did not stop what he was doing:
"I know."
"After Whitewash Waiver passes, I can officially receive the 30% shares."
Zhao Chen's voice was very soft, as if he was talking to himself, "Only when Board of Directors is re-elected can I truly control Henglong."
He paused:
"Neither of these two things can lead to accidents."
Su Wantang lowered his head and looked at him:
"Will there be an accident?"
Zhao Chen was silent for a few seconds.
"The probability is very small."
He said, "Shen Jue's 30 million shares will vote in favor, and the three fund managers have also agreed. Plus the ones we own, there will be no problem in passing."
Su Wantang heard the meaning behind his words:
"But it's still possible?"
Zhao Chen nodded:
"Nothing is ever 100% perfect in the capital market."
Su Wantang moved his fingers from his temple to his forehead and pressed gently:
"Nothing can go wrong."
Her voice was soft but determined:
"Every step you calculated, you didn't miss. You won't miss it this time either."
Zhao Chen was silent for a few seconds.
Then he smiled softly:
"You do have confidence in me."
Su Wantang also laughed:
"Because I watched you come step by step."
She paused:
"From November last year to now, seven months. You went from a student to the head of Henglong.
Those who looked down on you are now bowing their heads in front of you."
She lowered her head and looked into his eyes:
"Xiao Chen, you have won."
Zhao Chen looked at her.
He suddenly reached out and gently held her hand.
"Wantang," he said, "Thank you."
Su Wantang was slightly startled.
"Thank you for what?"
"Thank you for being by my side." Zhao Chen said, "No matter what I do, you are always there."
Su Wantang was silent for a few seconds.
Then she smiled softly, the smile was short but gentle:
"Where else can I go?"
Zhao Chen said nothing.
He just held her hand, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the quiet moment.
A long time.
Zhao Chen pillowed on Su Wantang's legs and gradually fell asleep.
This was the deepest sleep he had had in the past few days.
Su Wantang looked down at his peaceful sleeping face and gently smoothed the broken hair on his forehead.
Tomorrow is his final battle after seven months of preparation, and it is also his coronation ceremony.
But today, she just wanted him to have a good sleep.