Han Guosheng remained silent because he didn't actually want to have any contact with his daughter anymore. If murder weren't illegal, and if her shares weren't going to be donated after her death, he would have stopped her from living a long time ago.
“I’m an adult and married, so it’s best if we don’t have any contact anymore,” Le Yao said sincerely, “so that Han Xueqian won’t get angry every time she sees me.”
"Are you really going to sell?"
“Yes,” Le Yao nodded. “If Uncle Yan isn’t interested, then there’s Chairman Pang. If Chairman Pang isn’t interested either, I’ll sell my shares…”
“Who says I’m not interested?” Yan Cheng suddenly spoke up. “Victory Group does the same business as my company. If I own 39% of the shares, I’ll have absolute control, and then I can expand the business…”
"Sell it to me." Han Guosheng interrupted Yan Cheng directly. "The company belongs to the Han family, and I won't let it change its name."
"Sure, I'll sell to whoever offers the highest price."
"Girl, how about I add another 1% to the market value?"
"good……"
"Two percent." Before Le Yao could even nod, Han Guosheng spoke up.
“Three percent,” Yan Cheng said again.
Han Guosheng looked at Yan Cheng: "Did you do this on purpose?"
“Yes, because I really want those shares. The girl said it’s the highest bidder wins. If you think you can’t afford them, then you can back out.” Yan Cheng shrugged.
"You..." Han Guosheng was so angry he wanted to explode, but he held back in the end and looked at Le Yao, "Five percent, I will buy your shares at a price five percent higher than the market value."
“This…” Le Yao looked at Yan Cheng.
“If you bid any higher, I’ll lose money. Alright, I’m backing out. But if Mr. Han changes his mind, Alan, don’t forget to call Uncle Yan. If the price is three percent higher, I’m still willing to buy it.”
"Okay." Le Yao nodded.
"We have six months left. I will acquire those shares by then." Han Guosheng gritted his teeth and looked at Le Yao. "Now, let's draw up an agreement."
"Dad, I won't go back on my word."
"It's best to handle things officially."
“Alright, then let Uncle Yan be our witness.” Le Yao nodded.
Then both sides called a lawyer over.
Le Yao called Feng Lianyi. Although she said that her specialty was divorce cases, such a small agreement was no problem.
It was just an agreement, so it was concluded quickly, in less than half an hour.
"Sweetie, I want to eat your cola chicken wings." Feng Lianyi pinched Le Yao's cheek as she left. "And braised pork ribs, sweet and sour fish..."
"I'll come over and make it for you tomorrow." Le Yao rescued her face from the other person's clutches. "But if you pinch it again, I'll change my mind."
"Then I'll be waiting for you." Feng Lianyi happily walked away in her high heels.
Yan Cheng looked at Le Yao with a half-smile.
Le Yao touched her nose: "Uncle Yan, thank you."
"The little girl has finally grown up." Yan Cheng smiled with satisfaction. "She knows how to use someone else's strength against them."
"Hehe." Le Yao smiled shyly, "That would have to be if you were willing to let me lend a hand."
“Selling the shares was a wise move, after all… you can’t outmaneuver that old fox.” Yan Cheng suddenly sighed. “If your mother had your decisiveness and vision, she might not have died…”
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