Chapter 74

Mr. Jiang didn't rush to get straight to the point. Instead, he asked Mr. Zhao about his research interests. "I heard that Mr. Zhao was a top student at University A, went abroad for further studies, and founded Shengchen upon his return. A technical leader like you must have unique perspectives."

"I was a government-sponsored overseas student back then, and it's been ages," Mr. Zhao said with a touch of nostalgia. "Back then, I was full of passion, but I encountered many setbacks before I could achieve my current success. But in the past two years, policies have tightened... Industry subsidies have been significantly reduced. Shareholders are pessimistic, and investor confidence is gradually eroding."

"Ever since Jin Lin and Boyao Shares, the company behind him, invested in the company and promoted it a lot, the stock price is now soaring." Jiang Nuo asked tentatively.

"Hey," Mr. Zhao said with a wry smile, "Mr. Gu is a shareholder, and Mr. Jiang is no outsider either. I'll be honest with you, Jin Lin holds subordinated shares."

Hearing this, Jiang Nuo and Gu Jiangkuo looked at each other, and they both understood the meaning in each other's eyes: Jin Lin and the others are still playing this trick, it's really like the mother of bamboo shoots is opening the door for bamboo shoots, and bamboo shoots have arrived home!

Subordinated stock, also known as post-dividend stock, is the opposite of preferred stock. It refers to shares in which shareholders receive dividends and residual equity distributions only after common stock dividends have been paid. Simply put, these shares are the first to suffer losses and the first to earn profits, resulting in both high risk and high returns.

Jiang Nuo: "They all hold subordinated shares, which means..."

"That's right. Once the stock price goes up, they will probably make the money and leave." It won't leave much profit for Shengchen, but will instead be a mess.

"This was a decision made by the shareholders' meeting," Mr. Zhao sighed. "Although I'm the general manager and have shares, I don't have much say. I opposed it from the beginning. This kind of financing is tantamount to killing the goose that lays the golden eggs. But no one at the shareholders' meeting listened to me. Maybe they... didn't see the company's future, so they thought it would be a good idea to make a quick buck and leave."

"What if we take this opportunity to change a group of shareholders?" Jiang Nuo asked slowly.

Mr. Zhao's eyes lit up. "What do you mean?"

Jiang Nuo glanced at Gu Jiangkuo with a smile. "Baimi Technology, founded by President Gu, is very interested in the research and development of hydrogen energy, sodium-ion batteries, and lithium carbonate batteries. What if Shengchen is controlled by Baimi Technology in the future?"

This time, not only was Mr. Zhao's face filled with surprise, but even Gu Jiangkuo looked at Jiang Nuo in disbelief.

Did Nuonuo mean... to hand over Shengchen to him? Instead of keeping it under Jiang's name? Was Nuonuo actually willing to give such a large fortune to him? Actual controlling stake in a company, especially a listed one, was far more valuable than luxury cars, watches, and mansions!

this……

Jiang Nuo only raised his eyebrows slightly at him, with a smile on his face, looking dignified and calm.

Young Master Jiang thought to himself: Just wait, Gu Dajiang, watch me build an empire for you without spending a penny! Jin Lin, Yu Min, Ding Pingzhou, Lao Meiqin and Pan Yian are all paying for it, so you're welcome!

Mr. Zhao: "But when it comes to manipulating stock prices, Boyue is a professional, you..." Can you really do it?

Jiang Nuo smiled and said, "Mr. Zhao, don't worry about this. Just focus on the technology. If Baimi Technology becomes the actual controlling shareholder in the future, would you be willing to devote yourself to research and development?"

If nothing unexpected happens, many cities will vigorously promote clean energy starting next year, and the temporarily tight policies will be relaxed again, especially in first-tier cities, linking electric vehicles with exemption from lottery. For at least seven or eight years, the electric vehicle market will still be promising.

There is no need to do anything else, as long as Bao Shengchen survives, his future potential will be limitless.

When asked about professional issues, Mr. Zhao was very excited and spoke eloquently: "Our current main research direction is CTC technology, which stands for battery-chassis integration②. Our concept is to eliminate the battery box and cover. This will not only simplify the manufacturing process, but also reduce the number of battery components. This will save costs on one hand, but also reduce the weight of the vehicle body, significantly improve the battery's endurance, increase the battery's impact resistance, and improve the torsional rigidity of the vehicle body..."

Jiang Nuo listened patiently and asked questions from time to time. His questions were simple but well-thought-out, and it was obvious that he had done his homework. President Zhao also became more and more accepting of this potential new boss in the future. He did not care who owned Baimi Technology. In his opinion, President Gu was President Jiang's bodyguard. In short, President Gu was President Jiang's man. They were one family, so why should they be separated?

Overall, the meeting successfully achieved its purpose. Jiang Nuo recognized Mr. Gu's future plans and visited the R&D factory. At the same time, Mr. Jiang also made a promise.

After painting a good pie for Mr. Zhao, Jiang Nuo didn't forget to remind him before leaving: "In order to successfully achieve our goal, we definitely need your cooperation. You must stand up when the time comes."

Mr. Zhao was already full of admiration for Jiang Nuo and full of anticipation for their future cooperation. Moreover, he understood the stakes and was at least certain that Jin Lin and his gang were just using Shengchen as a springboard and had no good intentions. So he solemnly assured, "Don't worry, I'll do my best."

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When they returned to the villa, it was dinner time. The restaurant was still bustling with the whole family, and the air was filled with the smell of home. Jiang Xiaomi once again secretly let the dog in, and Old Lady Wang would pretend to drop food on the ground from time to time. Wangcai was having a lot of fun picking it up, and his tail was almost wagging out a shadow.

Young Master Jiang seemed to enjoy this lively atmosphere, but Gu Jiangkuo suddenly had another desire: it would be great if he could be alone with Nuonuo for a whole day.

But it was just a thought. After dinner, he helped the nurse take care of his grandma as usual. His grandma had completely forgotten that tomorrow was his birthday and kept muttering, "It's Friday."

After coaxing his grandma to sleep, Gu Jiangkuo didn't look for Jiang Nuo again. Instead, he returned to his bedroom, turned off the lights, and lay on his back looking at the ceiling. He felt a little lost. Even his grandma didn't remember him. No one in the world remembered his birthday anymore.

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The next morning, Gu Jiangkuo got up early as usual, tied a weighted sandbag to himself first, and then went downstairs to take Wangcai for a walk. Even though it was a weekday, he planned to help Nuonuo walk the dog first and exercise at the same time.

——Every time he went home and ate the food Aunt Mei cooked, he would always inexplicably... have his blood boiling. There was too much primitive energy accumulated in his body that needed to be consumed urgently. Simply running was no longer enough to vent it, so Gu Jiangkuo bought a pair of leg wraps and sandbags online.

Poor Mr. Gu, he had no idea that those ingredients were all medicinal foods that Young Master Jiang had consulted a doctor and carefully selected for his health. He over-supplemented himself and held back too much, which instead prompted him to train his muscles to become tighter and stronger. When he started running, his muscles showed clear blocks, like a dormant beast, exuding an astonishing sense of power.

At the same time, Abu was also quietly on his way to the Jiang family villa. He was not an intelligence officer, but a professional thug raised by Mr. Gu. After finding out Gu Jiangkuo's residence, he came here alone very confidently. However, there are too many rules in China. When he passed the security check, the dagger was confiscated as a controlled knife.

But it doesn't matter. Abu is confident in his skills. He can subdue an ordinary young man who is unremarkable and perhaps even powerless with his bare hands. When the time comes, he just needs to get some blood sample or a few hairs from Gu Jiangkuo, which will be enough for DNA testing, and he will be done.

Old Master Gu, who was far away in Southeast Asia, had the same idea and even made a special trip to warn him: "Abu, you are my confidant and a top-notch thug in the casino. I know you are very skilled, but you must remember to be careful when you attack. Don't hurt anyone too badly. He might also be your master. Do you understand?"

Ab felt that it was a bit troublesome to fight in such a cautious way, but he still agreed respectfully. Like a snake waiting for its prey, he lurked outside the villa area, waiting for Gu Jiangkuo to appear and prepare to attack him by surprise.

He didn't have that much patience. In Abu's understanding, "not too serious an injury" meant not causing any loss of life.

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He lay in wait for a long time, but he didn't see Gu Jiangkuo.

It turned out that Gu Jiangkuo, who was supposed to go back to school after working in Japan, drove Mr. Jiang's luxury car.

Gu Jiangkuo held the steering wheel of the Porsche, still feeling as happy and unreal as if he were dreaming, "You always remember my birthday, and you arranged your schedule a few days in advance just to be with me?" Are you working overtime for him?

"Of course, I'll take your word for wherever you want to go today."

"real?"

"Of course." Come on, spend the money! My wallet is thirsty!

So, Abu, the famous senior thug of the Nanyang Casino, watched helplessly as the Porsche sped past him, spraying exhaust fumes in his face.

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