About half an hour later, Zhang Qingxue prepared the contract and got Small Meeting Room.
Su Wantang brought Chen Wei to Small Meeting Room and completed the final signing.
The moment the agreement was signed, Chen Wei's eyes turned red.
But she endured it.
She just stood up, bowed deeply to Zhao Chen, and then left with Zhang Qingxue.
The door is closed.
The office became quiet.
Zhao Chen leaned back on the chair and stared out the window in a daze for a while.
Then he picked up the phone and dialed Shen Jue.
It rang twice and connected.
"Director Shen, the agreement is signed." He said.
Shen Jue smiled on the other end:
"So fast? It seems that Miss Chen is really anxious."
Zhao Chen said:
"The conditions were harsh, but she accepted them all."
Shen Jue said:
"That's good. It's going well here too."
She paused:
"If there are no accidents, the working group will notify you to attend a meeting tomorrow."
Zhao Chen raised his eyebrows slightly:
"Are you sure?"
Shen Jue said:
"Deputy Director Li has handed over the report, and the deputy mayor in charge nodded. Now we just have to go through the motions."
Zhao Chen nodded:
"Okay. Waiting for your good news. One more thing, I plan to provide equity incentives to Chen Wei."
Then Zhao Chen introduced the content of the agreement in detail.
Shen Jue was silent for a moment and asked:
"I agree with your equity reward plan, but Henglong doesn't have treasury shares. Should we go to Secondary Market to buy them?"
Zhao Chen smiled:
"I sold 10 million shares to the company myself at a low price."
There was silence on the other end of the phone for a second.
Then Shen Jue asked:
"What about the price?"
Zhao Chen said:
"What I'm thinking about right now is that it's no higher than half of the market price. It should be within 9 Hong Kong Dollar. If necessary, it can be lower."
Shen Jue was silent for two seconds.
Then she smiled, very deeply:
"Zhao Chen, your layout... is okay."
Zhao Chen didn't answer the call.
Shen Jue continued:
"It's not higher than 9 Hong Kong Dollar, which is 50% off based on the current stock price.
Ten million shares, almost giving away a profit of close to 100 million. Just to tie up a Chen Wei?"
Zhao Chen said:
"She's worth the price."
Shen Jue thought for a while:
"Okay. Just make sure you know what's going on."
She paused and added:
"But to be honest, if it were me, I wouldn't be willing to do it."
Zhao Chen smiled:
"You are willing to give up. You are just used to settling accounts first."
Shen Jue was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud:
"Okay, okay, you know me best."
The two chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.
Zhao Chen put the phone on the table and leaned on the back of the chair.
A profit of 100 million is exchanged for someone who can help him bring down Lin Wanqing.
He can calculate this account.
At this moment, he had an indescribable emotion.
Not excited.
Not proud either.
It is an indescribable and complex emotion.
Chen Hao.
The monitor who used to be so arrogant in the classroom, the person who blocked him with his younger brother,
The person he used to "praise and kill" gradually pushed him up to a high place and then fell down hard -
His sister has now become his subordinate.
And he himself went far away.
Zhao Chen I remembered the way Chen Wei bowed just now.
Her waist was bent deeply and her head was lowered.
At that moment, she represented not only herself, but also the entire Chen Family.
Chen Hao What would your expression be like if you knew this?
Zhao Chen thought about it and found that he didn't really care.
That person was no longer worthy of another look.
What really excited him was another thing.
Just use your words and you can get excess returns.
The value of the goods is more than 1 billion, and the purchase price is 100 million.
No matter how you calculate this account, it is a profit.
And all of this, ultimately, is because he contracted prematurely.
Reduce debt, clear off balance sheet, sell properties, save cash--
Those operations that were criticized as "Prodigal Son" and "capital players" have now become emboldened.
If it were the previous Henglong, the debt ratio was more than 60%, and the cash flow on the account was tight. Let alone taking Haoyu, even if you wanted to take on those two projects, you would have to weigh it carefully.
What now?
Billions of dollars in cash are lying around, and the debt ratio is the lowest in the industry.
You can eat whoever you want, and how you want.
He leaned back on the chair and raised the corners of his mouth slightly.
This feeling is so good.
When Su Wantang pushed the door in, Zhao Chen was standing in front of the window in a daze.
She walked over, stood behind him, and gently put her hands on his shoulders:
"What are you thinking about?"
Zhao Chen came to his senses:
"Nothing."
Su Wantang smiled and did not ask any further questions.
She began to press his shoulders gently, not too hard but not too light, just enough to make him relax.
"The agreement has been signed, and there will be news from the working group soon,"
She said softly, "Are you in a good mood today?"
Zhao Chen thought for a while:
"It's okay."
Su Wantang said:
"It's not just 'okay'. I saw you were standing there just now, grinning from the corners of your mouth to your ears."
Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled:
"Is it that obvious?"
Su Wantang nodded:
"Obviously."
Zhao Chen was silent for two seconds.
Then he said:
"Wantang, do you know how I feel now?"
Su Wantang looked at him.
Zhao Chen said:
"I feel like my original decision has finally been proven."
He paused:
"How many people scolded me when I was reducing debt?
Say I am Prodigal Son, say I am a capital player, and say I can only play digital games.
What now? Where are the people who scolded me?"
Su Wantang said softly "Hmm".
Zhao Chen continued:
"If it hadn't been for the initial contraction, I wouldn't be able to eat the piece of meat Haoyu today.
Even if you want to eat, you still have to borrow money, get financing, and look at other people's opinions."
He turned around and looked at her:
"But now, I can eat whatever I want."
Su Wantang looked at the light in his eyes and felt a surge of complicated emotions in his heart.
There was pride, heartache, and a little bit of indescribable emotion.
She followed him all the way, watching him endure the pressure, watching him besieged by public opinion, and watching him face those questioning eyes on Board of Directors.
Those people said he was a capital player.
Said he could only play the numbers game.
Said he had no industrial experience.
What now?
The facts are here.
How many of those who have scolded him can be like him, holding billions in cash in their hands, waiting for meat?
"Zhao Chen." She said softly.
Zhao Chen looked at her.
Su Wantang said:
"I suddenly remembered something from a book."
Zhao Chen Waiting.
Su Wantang said:
"<A Muslim's Funeral>."
She paused and read slowly:
"Sometimes, retreat is to advance better."
Zhao Chen was stunned for a moment.
Then he smiled, very softly, but with light in his eyes:
"This sentence is perfect for Henglong."
Su Wantang nodded:
"Take a small step back, accumulate strength, and then take a big step forward."
She looked at him:
"Those who said you were wrong at the beginning should shut up now."
Zhao Chen Listening to these words, an indescribable sense of satisfaction suddenly surged in my heart.
It's not the kind of pleasure that will be repaid.
It's the warmth of being understood.
He looked at her, suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.
Su Wantang was stunned for a moment, then leaned lightly on his shoulder.
The two of them just stood like this, neither of them speaking.
The sunshine outside the window is very good, coating the entire office with a warm golden color.
Zhao Chen Close your eyes and enjoy the silence of this moment.
And the faint fragrance on her body.
He suddenly felt that those pressures, those curses, those sleepless nights -
It's all worth it.
The cell phone rang suddenly.
Zhao Chen opened his eyes and glanced at the caller ID.
Unknown number.
He picked up:
"Hello?"
A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, with a politeness unique to officialdom:
"Hello Chairman Zhao, I am from the working group of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau.
At ten o'clock tomorrow morning, please come to a meeting to discuss matters related to Haoyu Construction."
Zhao Chen's heart beat a beat faster:
"Okay, I'll be there on time."
The phone hangs up.
He put down his phone, looked at Su Wantang, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth:
"Ten o'clock tomorrow morning."
Su Wantang's eyes lit up:
"Decided?"
Zhao Chen nodded.
At that moment, he suddenly had the urge to shout.
But he endured it.
He just hugged her a little tighter.