If You Don't Accept the Confession, Why Are You Crying When I Change My Mind?

Chapter 496 Feng Siruo: I want you to be happy (please order all!!!)

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After the tea table carved by mahogany roots was kicked down.

The broken teapot was stuck in the drain by the table.

The tea dripped down the edge of the table.

After a while, the sofa cushion Charlie had just sat on was all wet.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Ming was silent for a long time.

He didn't expect that Jiang Zhou would suddenly make such a move.

It looks intimidating.

but……

Useless.

That just means he's in a hurry, right?

It's easy to do in a hurry.

It was urgent to explain that this matter really threatened him.

Zhang Ming rubbed his hands, a smile on his face.

"Xingzhou only has 35% of the shares, so it's not absolutely controlling."

"So for the past month, I have been looking through the financial reports every day, and finally found a few of your violations."

"But even so, I know I can't handle you alone."

"However, SoftBank has repurchased a lot of scattered shares, adding up to 10%."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but sneer: "You want to hold a shareholders' meeting and remove my veto in the name of violation?"

Zhang Ming nodded: "When you have no veto power, I can join other shareholders and formally invite SoftBank to invest."

"Don't forget, it's written in our contract that only shareholders who have a higher shareholding than me vote together will you be eligible to cancel my rights."

"Of course I remember."

Jiang Zhou frowned: "You got someone else's shares again?"

Zhang Ming was silent for a while and then raised his head: "I wonder if you still remember that there are four anonymous shareholders in the company?"

"You didn't arrange those four people too, did you?"

"That's it."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but hehe: "You thought of this step before accepting my investment?"

Zhang Ming smiled slightly: "When you do things, you always have to leave a way."

"But don't forget, even if the shareholders' meeting takes back my rights, I'm still the company's largest shareholder."

"SoftBank has promised me that it can dilute your equity with a capital increase."

"Then you increase your holdings?"

"right."

Jiang Zhou was silent for a while: "You are so filthy than my heart."

Zhang Ming spread out his hands: "I passed the prize."

"Don't be too confident, do you think I'll have no backs?"

"I don't think you have it, but even if there is, I think it's necessary to gamble."

"Gambling is against the law!"

Zhang Ming raised his eyes: "I have already checked your assets, and SoftBank doesn't think you are a threat at all."

Jiang Zhou couldn't help but patted his head: "It's too special to look down on people, you really take me as a poor man?"

"Mr. Jiang, you are my Bole. If you hadn't invested in me, I might not have been able to stick to this step."

"So you're going to kill your Bole?"

"The best way is for you to voluntarily give up your veto power and divide up a part of the shares. If you have money, you can still earn it together."

"To earn your mother's head, I would rather die than give in. Besides, it is not so easy for you to succeed."

...

After coming out of the meeting room.

Jiang Zhou walked into the elevator leisurely.

With a light smile on her bright face.

His posture didn't seem flustered at all, even a little arrogant.

At that time, Yang Zhen who was not far away couldn't help frowning slightly.

There was such a big movement in the conference room just now.

Mr. Ming had obviously had a showdown with him.

But why can't he see any sadness on his face, and even a little calm?

Could it be that he kept something behind and never let it go?

If that's the case, then he's hiding too deep.

But that's not possible.

Mr. Ming has been planning for more than half a year, so he shouldn't be deceived by him.

Then...how could he be so happy?

At the same time, Jiang Zhou took the elevator to the first floor of the building.

As a result, before going out, he happened to bump into Ding Yue who came back from dinner.

Um?

This dog man is still humming?

so happy?

Is the matter resolved?

"Jiang Zhou!"

"What's the matter, Mr. Ding?"

"It's over? They've softened?"

"No, it's completely torn."

Ding Yue was a little puzzled, so she narrowed her eyes: "You are still so happy to tear your face, you must have something to do?"

Jiang Zhou laughed: "How many hands do I have?"

"Then why are you so relaxed?"

"What if it's not easy? You're crying, isn't that a joke?"

Ding Yue looked at him suspiciously: "No, you are lying to me, you must have something behind!"

"???"

Jiang Zhou asked with a question mark on his forehead: "I don't even know what's behind me, do you know again?"

Ding Yue couldn't explain clearly: "But what you are best at is digging people. I think you must have digging holes for others."

"You think too much."

"Is not it?"

"You have to dig a hole big enough to be useful."

Jiang Zhou sighed: "A little ant digs a hole ten times bigger than himself, but even so, can he deal with an elephant?"

After hearing this, Ding Yue couldn't help but panic: "is it really so miserable?"

"Damn, I've been put together. Why aren't the villains I met not as stupid as those in the online article."

"You are not allowed to insult web articles!"

Jiang Zhou glanced at Ding Yue: "I almost forgot that you are a fan of online literature."

Ding Yue sighed: "Don't be too sad. When I win over the employees here, let's build another copycat and run them to death."

"Oh, then I thank you."

"What are your plans now?"

"Go back to Feng Siruo for comfort."

"what about me?"

"You keep it, and give as many people a holiday as you can."

"okay!"

Jiang Zhou took a deep breath and stepped out of the building.

A trapped beast.

It was the first time he had been calculated so clearly.

The business sea is indeed more dangerous than the real sea, and if you are not careful, you will lose everything.

However, even if he finally withdraws from the joint venture, the money he will get should not be less.

But it's so frustrating.

If I don't want it, I can throw it away, but how can I allow others to grab it?

I can't swallow this breath, I have to think of a way.

...

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the study room on the top floor of the library.

Jiang Zhou and Feng Siruo sat facing each other.

Both of them were holding notebooks, frowning and biting their pens.

Of course, Jiang Zhou was thinking about a game-breaking strategy.

Feng Siruo was thinking about the class theme of the Cultural Festival.

Two people, you write a word, I write a word.

It seems to be quite the tacit understanding between the couple.

"Damn, this is harder than having a baby."

Feng Siruo raised her head upon hearing the sound and nodded in agreement.

Jiang Zhou put down the pen, grabbed her hand, and walked out.

"Why are you going?"

"I don't want to, go have a baby!" Six.