The elevator door slid open silently, and Lin Wanqing stepped out. The sound of high heels hitting the Dali stone floor echoed in the empty corridor, calm and regular.
Several of her Confidants followed closely behind, with different expressions on their faces, but they all remained silent. They were the first to enter the thick wooden door of Finance Director's office.
"Mr. Lin, are we just going to watch him chop off our foundation?"
The person in charge of the Asset Management Department was the first to speak, with a tone of unwillingness in his voice.
"Those Off-Balance-Sheet Platforms, a lot of business is ours..."
"Shut up." Lin Wanqing walked up to the huge Floor-to-Ceiling Window and turned his back to them. There was no wave in his voice.
"Foundation? Do you think those shady channels are really the foundation?"
She turned around slowly and glanced at the anxious or angry faces in front of her.
"That is the tail, a burden that may drag us into the abyss at any time.
Since Zhao Chen has already smelled it and is beating it in public, do you think Chen Xi and Zhang Qingxue are vegetarians?
They don't have anything in their hands, how dare they be so blatant?"
She walked to the desk and ran her fingertips across the smooth desktop.
"Let him chop. The harder he chops, the tighter the people below will follow for the 20% bonus.
By the time he has sorted out all those redundant assets, loss-making businesses, and the 'Off-Balance-Sheet Circulation' that you have been thinking about so much..."
Lin Wanqing There was a very faint, cold arc at the corner of the mouth,
"Wouldn't it be better to have a Henglong with a significantly reduced debt ratio, abundant cash flow, and clean assets?"
A Confidant hesitated and said, "But at that time... the company was completely under his control."
"Control?" Lin Wanqing seemed to have heard some joke,
"What does he rely on to control? It's nothing more than the 70% Voting Rights.
But of that 70%, 40% was temporarily authorized by Old Chairman to him for only one year."
She sat back on the large leather chair, her posture relaxed, as if talking about the weather.
"One year is not a long time or a short time.
More than two months have passed now. Although Old Chairman went in, he is not stupid.
He originally gave Zhao Chen Voting Rights in the hope that this son could 'save' the company and preserve its foundation.
But what if what Zhao Chen does is to 'sell' Henglong for a fortune, causing all his years of hard work to go down the drain?"
Several Confidant's eyes lit up.
"You mean..."
"Let him do it." Lin Wanqing repeated, this time with a firm calculation in his tone.
"Let him push that Aggressive Debt Reduction Plan.
There are bound to be pains during the process, there will be opposition, and there will be short-term losses or discounts that may result from asset disposal...
Don't let this happen at all, and let Old Chairman in Detention Center know about it."
She picked up the slightly cold coffee on the table and took a sip.
"When Old Chairman is completely disappointed with this 'Prodigal Son', and when the one-year authorization period expires, who will he give Voting Rights to? Or will he give it back to his son who is trying to undermine him?"
She put down the cup and made a soft sound,
"He won't. And when the time comes, a Henglong that has been 'cleaned up' by Zhao Chen, has a low debt ratio, and has sufficient cash will be handed over to us...
Wouldn't it be much easier to expand the balance sheet than it is now?"
She looked at everyone with eyes like ice picks.
"So, what we have to do now is not to obstruct, but to 'cooperate'. We must even 'actively promote' debt reduction.
At the same time, every 'cost' in the process must be made concrete and clearly recorded. Do you understand?"
Several people suddenly understood and nodded one after another.
"In addition," Lin Wanqing's tone turned cold,
"Please keep your hands and feet clean during this period and don't let anyone catch your pigtails. Otherwise, I won't be able to protect you."
"Yes!"
Chairman's Office.
After listening to Zhao Chen's analysis that Lin Wanqing might "try to get rid of him", Su Wantang frowned slightly and looked a little confused.
"However, you now own 70% of Voting Rights and Board of Directors are basically under your control. The key legal and financial positions are all our people.
She wants to drive you away, unless she uses unconventional extreme measures, but the risk is too high, unlike her usual cautious style."
Zhao Chen walked back to his desk and sat down, tapping his fingers on the table unconsciously.
"Of course she can't do it through conventional means. But there is a point in time when she can legally regain the key to Control."
Su Wantang reacted immediately. "The one-year authorization period has expired! The 40% shares of Zhao Jianguo correspond to Voting Rights!"
"Yes." Zhao Chen nodded,
"More than two months have passed since the one-year period. There is not enough time.
Lin Wanqing is now submissive on the surface, and may even encourage me to implement radical strategies. The purpose may be to make my father completely disappointed with me as 'Prodigal Son'.
When the authorization period expires, the father may refuse to renew the contract, or even transfer Voting Rights to Lin Wanqing--
After all, in his eyes, Lin Wanqing is one of his own, and she still holds the handle and the future of his illegitimate child."
He looked out the window and saw that the city's neon lights were completely lit up.
"At that time, if I couldn't win enough support from other Minor Shareholder, Lin Wanqing would rely on Zhao Jianguo's shares plus her own possible dark position,
As well as those internal supporters who have not yet been cleared up, it is really possible to launch a challenge at the shareholder meeting."