"What is the current stock price of Chen Xi, Dening Times?"
Chen Xi's fingers tapped twice on the keyboard, and the numbers on the screen jumped out.
"Today's opening price is 64.5 yuan, and the market value is approximately 140 billion."
Dening Times was listed on the Shenzhen Stock Exchange GEM in June 2018, with a total share capital of approximately 2.172 billion shares. Calculated based on the stock price of 64.5 yuan, the market value is indeed around 140 billion.
This market value is not small in the A-share New Energy sector at the end of 2018, but it still has a long way to go before its subsequent peak of one trillion.
Zhao Chen's fingers gently circled around the edge of the tea cup, without looking at Deputy General Manager Zheng or Director He. His tone was as calm as if he was asking about how nice the weather is today.
"Henglong Capital's warehouse building plan has been implemented?"
The air in Meeting Room suddenly became very quiet. Deputy General Manager Zheng's footsteps stopped.
Director He's back froze at the door for a moment. Zhou Bingcheng's fingers stopped on the table.
Old Fang's hand flipping over the report was hanging in mid-air.
Sister Liu Just as he was about to bend down to pick up the pen that fell on the floor, his fingers stopped on the edge of the table.
Chen Xi's eyes moved away from the screen and fell on Zhao Chen's face.
It only took less than a second for her to understand what Zhao Chen was asking.
There is indeed a page in the investment memorandum of Henglong Capital that says Dening Times - that was added a few months ago when the track mark of New Energy was confirmed.
However, the stock price of Dening Times has risen from more than 30 yuan to more than 100 yuan since its listing, and its valuation has not been cheap.
In addition, most of the bullets from Henglong Capital were pressed on the Bidiya, Bubble Mary and Baijiu tracks.
Dening Times's position building plan has been kept in the memo, marked with the words "to be launched".
Never actually implemented.
But at this moment, Chen Xi's eyes didn't even blink.
"Already purchased from Secondary Market."
Her voice was as steady as reporting a plan that had been implemented for three weeks.
"The first batch of positions is completed in about three to five trading days.
According to the current shareholding ratio and pace of shareholding increase, Henglong Capital's shareholding will reach the threshold for nominating director seats before Shareholders' Meeting is held next year."
She paused and her eyes met Zhao Chen.
"Henglong Capital will have a seat at next year's Shareholders' Meeting. We will strive to get a seat at Board of Directors Seat."
Deputy General Manager Zheng Turn around.
His eyes fell on Chen Xi's face, then moved to Zhao Chen's face. His lips moved but he said nothing.
He has been engaged in industrial investment for 20 years, and has seen people asking for prices at the negotiation table, people turning the table over and walking away, and people bringing in all kinds of gods to put pressure on people.
But he has never seen this style of play - halfway through the negotiation, the other party starts to discuss how to buy your company's stocks and how to enter your company's Board of Directors in front of you.
This is not called negotiation. This is called removing the firepower from under the cauldron.
Director He stood at the door with no expression on his face, but a very subtle muscle line jumped slightly at the corner of his mouth.
He never said a harsh word from beginning to end, and there was no need to say it now.
Because he realized one thing earlier than Deputy General Manager Zheng - the person sitting across from this table held far more cards in his hand than Industrial Capital imagined.
Henglong holds 4.99% of the shares of Bidiya. This card, Zhao Chen, has not been played yet.
Zhao Chen picked up the teacup and took a sip. The tea was already cool, so he didn't care.
After putting down the tea cup, his eyes formally fell on Deputy General Manager Zheng's face for the first time.
There was no pride, no provocation, or even the "you lose" meaning Deputy General Manager Zheng expected in his eyes.
"Zheng Zong." Zhao Chen's voice returned to its usual unhurried rhythm,
"Dening Times's channel value has never been denied by Henglong.
What Industrial Capital can bring to Green Energy Technology is real. Mr. Zhou knows this in his heart, and I also know it in my heart."
He put down the tea cup.
"But the channel can be changed. Dening Times is not cooperative, and there is Bidiya. Bidiya is not cooperative, and there is Tesla.
Industrial Capital thinks that if he holds the channel, he holds everything, but there is one thing that may have been overlooked--
What is really scarce is not the channels, but the technology that can reduce the cost of Energy Storage by 35%, have a cycle life of more than 10,000 times, and a decay rate of less than 5%.
Channels are always looking for the best technology, because the best technology can help channels eat up their opponents' market share."
He stood up and Su Wantang handed over his coat.
Chen Xi Close the laptop and put it in the bag.
When Zhao Chen walked to the door, he passed by Deputy General Manager Zheng.
His footsteps did not stop, but his voice reached Deputy General Manager Zheng's ears clearly.
"What happened today, Henglong has no intention of targeting Dening Times. At the negotiation table, everyone has his own master.
Zheng Zong suppresses the valuation of Green Energy Technology for the benefit of CATL. Henglong protects the valuation of Green Energy Technology for its own benefit.
There is no right or wrong in this matter, it is just a different stance."
He tilted his head and his eyes met Deputy General Manager Zheng.
"But Zheng Zong, next time we talk, don't use that tone when talking to the founder of Green Energy Technology.
There is no Zhou Bingcheng, no Old Fang, no Sister Liu in your eyes.
There is no middle-aged man who burned in Shanghai Zhangjiang's laboratory for four years, burned away three Co-founder, and burned half of his hair white.
You only saw the technical parameters of Green Energy Technology, but you didn't see the people behind those parameters."
His voice was not high, but everyone in Meeting Room could hear him clearly.
"I have seen it. Because I have been in the position of being manipulated."
Deputy General Manager Zheng's lips moved but nothing came out.
Zhao Chen turned around and walked out Meeting Room.
Su Wantang and Chen Xi followed behind him, and the footsteps of the three people overlapped into an unhurried rhythm on the carpet.
Director He stepped aside and his eyes paused on Zhao Chen's back for a moment, then lowered his head and followed Industrial Capital's people out.
His steps were lighter than when he came, as if something unexplainable had been lifted off his shoulders. Deputy General Manager Zheng walked at the end.
When he walked out of the hotel door, the Magic City winter sun happened to leak from between the two office buildings, casting a clear line between light and dark on his face.
He stood at that boundary and was silent for a long time.
When I walked out of the hotel, Zhangjiang's winter sun just leaked through the gap between the two office buildings, casting a slender golden light spot on Zhao Chen's coat.
Su Wantang opened the door and sat in the back seat.
The moment the car door closed, Chen Xi got into the car from the other side and put the laptop on his lap.
"Zhao Zong, Dening Times's warehouse building plan, are we really going to start it?" she asked.
Zhao Chen leaned on the seat, his eyes falling on the shadow of Wutong trees passing by outside the car window.
"Start. But not today."
Chen Xi's fingers stopped on the keyboard.
"Most of the funds in Henglong Capital's account are on the Bidiya, Bubble Mary and Baijiu tracks.
Dening Times currently has a stock price of 64.5 yuan and a market value of 140 billion. It takes 40 to 7 billion to open a position of 3% to 5%.
Henglong can't get this money out now."
Zhao Chen's voice was as calm as if he was making a statement Financial Statement, "But it can be done next year."
He paused.
"Today at the negotiation table, what I want is not Dening Times but Board of Directors Seat.
What I want is for Deputy General Manager Zheng to be unable to sleep on the plane back to Ningde."
Chen Xi was silent for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curved slightly.
This was the first time she smiled today.
The car drove past the iconic sculpture of Zhangjiang Hi-Tech and got on Inner Ring Elevated Road.
The skyline of Magic City spreads out in the distance, and the outlines of Oriental Pearl and Jin Mao Tower are vaguely visible in the winter mist.
"Wantang." Zhao Chen suddenly spoke.
Su Wantang turned his head too far.
"Tell me, what would Deputy General Manager Zheng be thinking about on the plane?"
Su Wantang was silent for a few seconds.
"He will wonder whether Henglong Capital bought Dening Times in Secondary Market.
He will ask his men to investigate. If he cannot find it, he will be even more uneasy. If he is found, he will be even more uneasy."
Zhao Chen's mouth raised a slight arc, but quickly closed it again.
"Let him be uneasy. Only those who are uneasy will re-evaluate the weight of the chips in their hands."