Chapter 93: Postgraduate Study Ruined (26)
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Zhou Ziqian was expelled from school, so Mr. Zhou planned to send him to study abroad.
Jinghua University doesn't want the Zhou family to donate money and buildings, there are always other universities that do.
Zhou Ziqian also agreed. He didn't want to study, mainly because he felt he had lost face and wanted to hide away for two years.
When he came back two years later, he was still the clean and innocent Mr. Zhou.
But Zhou Ziqian's grades were not very good, and he didn't want to go to an ordinary school, he only wanted to go to a prestigious school.
This is a bit difficult.
That morning, Zhu Qingchen brought three students here for internship and met them in the lobby on the first floor.
Mr. Zhou was probably used to a leisurely life and not used to getting up early. He looked listless and the two big bags under his eyes were more obvious.
He was leaning on a crutch, supported by Zhou Ziqian, and standing in front of the elevator.
As soon as Zhou Ziqian saw Zhu Qingchen and Xia Shu, his face changed immediately. He tried his best to suppress his anger, shame, and all kinds of emotions, but finally he forced himself to hold it back and turned his head away.
He was scared of being beaten by Xia Shu and being scolded by Zhu Qingchen.
Noticing that he looked strange, Mr. Zhou turned around and saw Zhu Qingchen coming with his students. He acted as if he had seen a great enemy. His eyes sparkled and he wished he could rush up and tear Zhu Qingchen to pieces.
Zhu Qingchen asked the student to press the elevator button. When he heard the noise, he looked back.
Zhu Qingchen folded his hands, smiled at Mr. Zhou, and said hello: "Good morning."
He actually had the nerve to say hello? Mr. Zhou was so angry that he almost fainted.
Zhu Qingchen moved to the side and ignored him.
The system also moved towards him: "You see it, right? If you stay up late every day playing with your phone, you will become like this when you get old."
"..." Zhu Qingchen was stunned for a moment, "I will never dare to stay up late again."
The system stopped at his shoulder, and the devil whispered: "You stayed up until three o'clock yesterday to watch "Happy Superman". You are finished. When you are resurrected, you will become an ancient old man."
Zhu Qingchen turned into a crying face: "I won't dare to do it again, please stop talking, wuwuwu."
Soon, the elevator arrived.
Mr. Zhou quickly boarded the elevator reserved for senior executives, and before leaving, he gave Zhu Qingchen a resentful look.
Zhu Qingchen took the three students to the employee elevator and helped them press the floor buttons.
Xia Shu whispered, "Actually, the teacher doesn't have to send us here every day. We can just come here by ourselves."
Zhu Qingchen said righteously: "How can that be? This is a sensitive period. What if you get bullied again? I have to come and watch."
The three students were very moved and surrounded him and said "thank you".
Only the system said with disdain: "You just don't want to miss the good show of Huo Jun fighting Old Man Zhou."
Zhu Qingchen was poked by it and showed a shy and timid smile.
With a "ding dong" sound, the elevator door opened.
Zhu Qingchen had just sent the three students to the fifth floor when he received a message from Huo Jun.
【Teacher Zhu, come soon】
Zhu Qingchen didn't have time to reply. He watched the three students arrive safely at their workplace and said to them, "I'll go see Mr. Huo. You guys go back to work first."
After saying this, Zhu Qingchen pressed the elevator button and went to the president's office.
When Zhu Qingchen came over, the Zhou family's lawyer was just about to leave: "Please attend the shareholders' meeting on time."
"Got it." Huo Jun sat in front of the mahogany desk with the calligraphy work "A Harmonious Family Brings Good Fortune" hanging behind him.
The lawyer glanced at Zhu Qingchen and turned away.
Zhu Qingchen pushed the door open and came in: "Boss Huo?"
Huo Jun looked up and saw that it was him. He curled his lips and said, "Teacher Zhu is here."
Zhu Qingchen nodded: "Well, do they want you to go over for the meeting?"
"It starts at nine o'clock." Huo Jun said, "My assistant is on leave today. I wonder if you would be honored to be my assistant temporarily, Mr. Zhu?"
Zhu Qingchen gestured "OK": "No problem, is there anything I can do for you?"
Huo Jun pointed to a suit hanging nearby, along with a stack of documents.
Zhu Qingchen understood and trotted forward.
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Half an hour later, Zhu Qingchen, wearing a neat black suit and holding a stack of documents, followed Huo Jun with his head held high and walked through the corridor with floor-to-ceiling windows.
——At work as a junior assistant.
The system followed him: "Why did he give you a bow tie?"
Zhu Qingchen adjusted his red bow tie: "It looks good, don't you think?"
"It looks good, but it's not appropriate. You are going to a meeting, not a party."
“As long as it looks good.”
Zhu Qingchen followed Huo Jun and came to the door of the large conference room on the top floor of the group.
Just at this time, several small shareholders also arrived: "Mr. Huo."
The group greeted each other briefly, Huo Jun nodded slightly, as if they had reached some kind of consensus, and then pushed the door open and went in.
Mr. Zhou has arrived and automatically took the front seat at the large mahogany table to demonstrate his supreme status in the group.
He opened his arms, placed them on the armrests, leaned back on the chair, and said to Zhou Ziqian, "Don't worry."
Zhou Ziqian nodded and whispered, "Thank you, Grandpa."
"Yeah." Mr. Zhou turned around and saw someone coming, so he waved at them, "Come in."
No one paid any attention to him and just found a seat to sit down.
Huo Jun led Zhu Qingchen to the front seat on the left side of the conference table.
When Zhou Ziqian saw them, he couldn't help but yell, "How can you sit in this position?"
Huo Jun didn't even look at him, helped Zhu Qingchen pull out the chair, and said calmly: "The seat you are supposed to sit in is taken, this place is okay."
"You..." Zhou Ziqian wanted to speak.
Zhu Qingchen looked up at him, and he shut his mouth, his face turned pale, and hid behind his grandfather.
Zhu Qingchen turned back and carefully organized the documents in his hands.
Soon, everyone arrived.
The conference room was full of people. The assistants sat in the back row with their computers. It was quiet, with only the sound of typing on the keyboard.
Mr. Zhou cleared his throat and turned on the microphone on the table: "Dear shareholders, dear executives, long time no see, I am Zhou Yan."
Mr. Zhou glanced at the people at the conference table: "Old Zhang, Old Sun, Old Liu..."
The people he called didn't want to pay attention to him. They either lowered their heads and didn't say anything, or looked at him and nodded casually as a response.
Old Master Zhou called out to them one by one in his old voice to show how much he valued them and to try to impress them.
But he skipped Huo Jun.
There was no sound in the entire conference room and no one responded to him.
Old Mr. Zhou stood up with the help of a cane and bowed deeply to them.
"Ziqian's troubles were caused by my inability to discipline him properly. I apologize to everyone here."
Zhou Ziqian also bowed.
Even so, no one responded to him.
Zhou Ziqian can be said to have pierced the roof of the Zhou Group.
In the past few days, Zhou Group has been on the hot search again and again, with a boycott on the Internet, it has been losing money all the way, countless partners have temporarily cancelled cooperation, and its stock price has plummeted.
Until now, until this morning, there is still no sign of stopping.
They just bowed, but everyone lost real money!
No one wants to be a coward. It doesn’t matter what you say to them. Just be careful next time.
We are all businessmen, so just talk about interests. Why play the emotional card?
Mr. Zhou was not surprised to see that they had no reaction.
He finished his monologue and sat back in his seat.
"The purpose of holding this meeting today is, first, to apologize to you all, and second, to propose a compensation plan to you all."
When they heard the word "compensation plan", the people below gave him a slight look.
"I have asked someone to calculate the losses in the past few days. I promise you all here that within three years, all losses will be made up and we will turn losses into profits."
"I founded the Zhou Group. You should all believe in my ability. I promise..."
At this moment, someone in the audience sneered and interrupted him abruptly: "I thought you were going to pay compensation."
Mr. Zhou choked and his face turned pale.
Now, once one person spoke, everyone else spoke.
"That's right, Lao Zhou, you are really good at calculating."
"It was your grandson who caused the trouble in the first place. You want us to be implicated and you want us to give you time? Are you sure?"
"The group is not losing money to begin with. It should be making money. Does it need you?"
"You made us lose a hundred dollars, and then turned around and pretended to be a good person, saying, 'Don't worry, I will definitely make it back for you within three years.' Listen to this logic, right? This money should have been ours. Why should we wait for you for three years?"
"The problem now is that your grandson is causing us to lose the money that we should have had!"
Mr. Zhou opened his arms and tried to calm them down: "I know this incident has caused great harm to everyone, but since it has already happened, we can only unite and work together to overcome the difficulties..."
"I don't have the courage to go through this difficult time with the culprit."
"That's your problem, not ours!"
Mr. Zhou's voice was almost drowned out: "Don't worry, everyone! Don't worry, everyone! I will definitely give you an explanation! I have decided to come out again and take over the group's affairs again!"
As soon as he said this, everyone fell silent.
Mr. Zhou thought he had convinced them, and continued, "Everyone knows my ability. If I personally come out, it won't take three years, it will take one year! In just one year, I will definitely restore the group to its previous state!"
He turned his head and looked at Huo Jun: "This matter has become like this and has caused such serious consequences. In addition to Ziqian's own problems, Vice President Huo also has an unshirkable responsibility."
Huo Jun had been sitting by the side, watching the show with his hands folded.
Now the anger finally burned him. He turned his head and looked at Mr. Zhou.
Mr. Zhou suddenly gained confidence and said confidently: "If Vice President Huo had taken measures on the day of the incident to minimize the harm of public opinion, perhaps the current situation would not have occurred at all."
"So I have to announce a decision here. I have decided, as the controlling shareholder, to remove Huo Jun from his position as vice president. I will take over all matters again."
Everyone's expression changed.
Everyone knows Mr. Huo’s ability. He is obviously trying to turn the tables and seize power.
But the Zhou Group is a family business. Even though it later introduced a lot of investment to expand its scale and sold a lot of shares sporadically, the Zhou family has always held the largest number of shares.
Mr. Zhou was confident of victory and looked at Huo Jun: "Vice President Huo, please hand over all the work on hand to me. The Human Resources Department will send you the dismissal documents and compensation."
Suddenly someone shouted, "I don't agree!"
"Since Mr. Huo took over the company, the company's situation is obvious to all. Old Zhou, your own grandson caused the trouble, and you are putting the blame on others. We are not blind."
"I don't agree either. Lao Zhou, when the dividends were distributed, you wanted the most. Now that something has gone wrong, you are eager to take back the power. Do you think we can't see it?"
"Don't say you built up the group yourself. Bullshit. If we hadn't invested in it, your company would be ruined."
They are not from aristocratic families, but businessmen in essence.
Since Mr. Zhou is determined to do things to the extreme, don't blame them for saying such things.
For a moment, everyone spoke freely, the meeting room was noisy, and the faces of the Zhou family's grandfather and grandson turned blue.
They originally thought that with Mr. Zhou's absolute controlling rights, they would be able to kick Huo Jun out and regain control of the group.
But now...
"I'll be frank, Lao Zhou, it's not that I don't trust you, it's really that I don't trust you."
"Old Zhou, you are old too, and your grandson..." The person who spoke glanced at Zhou Ziqian, and hesitated, "Do you understand?"
Zhou Ziqian was anxious: "What's wrong with me? Tell me, what's wrong with me?"
The minority shareholder slammed the table and said, "You are so stupid and bad. You are always trembling like a lunatic. If Lao Zhou dies and you inherit the shares, I will immediately kick you out of the group."
Zhou Ziqian was stunned, his whole face twisted: "What did you say?"
The small shareholder who was speaking frowned and said, "You asked me to say this yourself. I have lived for most of my life and have never seen such a request! What do you think? Don't you know what's going on?"
Relying on his youth and strength, Zhou Ziqian rolled up his sleeves and was about to step forward, but was held down by Old Man Zhou.
Now that the public is outraged and Zhou Ziqian is the culprit, how can it be justified if he hits someone again?
The small shareholder laughed and leaned back in his chair: "Mr. Huo has done his best in the past few days, issuing a statement and acquiring shares..."
Mr. Zhou seemed to have heard something incredible and raised his head abruptly: "Buying shares? He..."
Huo Jun was not in a hurry, and said inexplicably: "It's not too late to deal with it now."
Mr. Zhou seemed not to understand. He turned his head suddenly and stared at him with wide eyes.
Huo Jun turned on the microphone and tapped it gently.
The shareholders and executives below all quieted down, and Zhu Qingchen helped turn on the large projection screen opposite.
"First of all, thank you for your trust in me."
"I still say the same thing. If you trust me, we can get through this together. If you don't trust me, I can buy out your shares in my personal capacity at the price before the incident."
"Secondly, there is one thing I need to tell you." Huo Jun turned to look at the Zhou family's grandfather and grandson, "And you——"
"I already own 30% of the shares."
Zhou Ziqian was uneducated and didn't understand much, so he asked, "So what? My grandfather will always have the most shares..."
Mr. Zhou immediately held him down. As a family business, it was completely unheard of for Huo Jun to own 30% of the shares.
Every time the group sells shares, they are scattered, one point or two points are transferred out. How could he...
Could it be that Huo Jun has been buying up shares during this period?
The lawyer behind Mr. Zhou leaned over and whispered something in his ear.
Mr. Zhou immediately shouted: "Huo Jun, you are not a shareholder of the group at all. To transfer shares to people other than shareholders, you need the consent of other shareholders, and I don't agree, this is illegal!"
Huo Jun said calmly: "You are old and confused. I have owned 10% of the shares since the beginning."
Mr. Zhou was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't quite understand: "What?"
Huo Jun reminded him: "Have you forgotten? Thirty years ago, the Zhou Group suffered heavy losses and its capital chain was broken due to your wrong decision."
"In order to get investment, you approached the young lady of the Huo family in Nancheng and bewitched her with your relatively young appearance and disgusting words."
Mr. Zhou opened his eyes wide, as if he remembered something, and shouted: "Shut up! Huo Jun, shut up!"
Huo Jun ignored him and said calmly: "Tell her that your original wife is dead, you love her very much, you want to marry her, and you will give her the company's shares. As a result, you have obtained a large investment from the Huo family and renewed the life of the group."
"After returning to Jinghua, you forgot about Miss Huo. Nancheng is too far away from Jinghua, and everyone thinks that Miss Huo is your mistress."
"In fact, Miss Huo is my mother. She invested in Zhou Group and owns 10% of the shares of Zhou Group. She also left me a foundation to manage these shares."
"Not long after Miss Huo passed away, I entered the Zhou family. You dissolved the foundation in my name and transferred 10% of the shares to your own name, thus appropriating my personal property."
This is the real reason why Huo Jun stood out among Mr. Zhou’s illegitimate children and was finally able to stay in the Zhou family.
It’s not because he is the youngest, nor because he took the initiative to change his surname.
It was because he had shares in his hands, and Mr. Zhou thought that he didn't know, so he wanted to keep these 10% shares under his nose and keep a close eye on them.
Mr. Zhou's face turned pale: "You are talking nonsense... I don't even know any Miss Huo..."
Huo Jun asked: "Do you recognize this document?"
Zhu Qingchen clicked on the computer and projected the transfer document from that year.
Although the document has begun to turn yellow, Mr. Zhou's signature and fingerprints are clearly visible.
The evidence was irrefutable and he could no longer make any arguments.
Mr. Zhou gasped, his face flushed. "So what? Even if you own 30%, so what? I'm still the controlling shareholder!"
Huo Jun said: "If I remember correctly, you have been holding this 10% equity dividend for me all these years, right?"
Mr. Zhou stiffened his neck and said, "It's me, so what?"
Huo Jun said calmly: "You can go to the police station for embezzling other people's property."
"Nonsense, I'm your father, I'm just keeping it for you temporarily! Why do we have to separate family members so clearly?"
"Have you forgotten? We have no legal relationship. You do not acknowledge Huo Jun as your son. I hope you can return the dividends you collected for me as soon as possible." Huo Jun continued, "In addition, I and other shareholders unanimously oppose your decision to fire Huo Jun."
"In addition, the serious mistakes made by you and your grandson have set off a huge public opinion storm online and caused huge losses to the company. You are no longer suitable for any position, let alone for managing the group."
"Therefore, we have jointly submitted an application to the relevant authorities. The group will deprive you of your decision-making power and buy back your shares through legal means."
Zhu Qingchen clicked the mouse, and a joint document from all shareholders except Mr. Zhou appeared on the big screen.
Mr. Zhou looked at the other shareholders in disbelief: "Old Zhang, Old Wang, are you treating me like this?"
The others turned their heads away and ignored him.
"This is a joint decision made by all shareholders." Huo Jun continued, "In addition, I have a diagnosis report from the First Hospital here."
Zhu Qingchen clicked the mouse again.
"Zhou Yan, I have a medical record here. In June of this year, you were diagnosed with Alzheimer's disease, also known as senile dementia. Even so, you insisted on returning to the company and leading the company's decision-making."
"Considering that you have recently been consulting about studying abroad at prestigious foreign universities, can I understand that what you said about 'making up for the deficit in three years and turning losses into profits' is actually a delaying tactic to deceive shareholders?"
"Your real idea is to move into the company right away and donate tens of millions of yuan to a prestigious foreign university in the name of the company to send your precious grandson Zhou Ziqian to study abroad."
Huo Jun looked at him steadily: "Am I right?"
Zhou Ziqian was also shocked: "Grandpa, you...you never told me that you were sick, you..."
All shareholders turned their heads, widened their eyes, and looked carefully at the diagnosis on the screen.
The diagnosis was clearly written, the patient had memory loss and language impairment, and was diagnosed with early-stage Alzheimer's disease.
There was a sudden roar of anger among the shareholders, and someone smashed things.
"Old Zhou, your grandson is the only grandson, right? We all deserve to die?"
"You talk nicely about solidarity and cooperation, and overcoming difficulties together, but it seems that only your grandson has to overcome difficulties, right? We are all stepping stones?"
"Old Zhou, you are such a good person! Awesome! If I don't send you in, my last name is not Zhang!"
It’s easy to figure out that old man Zhou is suffering from Alzheimer’s disease, so how can he manage a company?
He could only send his beloved grandson to study abroad when he was still sober, and then leave a mess behind, while he drooled and made a fuss, leaving everything to the small shareholders to deal with.
What about the small shareholders?
Not only did he lose a large sum of money because of Zhou Ziqian's affairs, but in the end he was taken advantage of and exploited by the Zhou family, and Zhou Ziqian was sent abroad to study.
There are such people in the world! There are such things!
When Mr. Zhou saw that the truth was revealed, he wanted to explain himself, but the small shareholder who was closest to him pulled out the microphone cord.
The small shareholder raised the microphone and wanted to smash it down, but seeing that he was so old, he turned his hand and the microphone hit Zhou Ziqian's head with a "clang".
"Fuck you! You're plotting against us, right?"
Zhou Ziqian's grandfather looked back and immediately became anxious: "Ziqian... Ziqian..."
Zhou Ziqian had a hole on his forehead. He leaned against the wall, bleeding profusely from the wound: "Damn it..."
Mr. Zhou picked up his cane and was about to hit someone, but the next second, he was held down by the small shareholders who rushed over.
"Mr. Zhou, please sit down. You have Alzheimer's disease. You'd better not move. You have old bones. If you break them, we will have to pay for it!"
Mr. Zhou was pushed down on a chair and held down tightly, unable to move.
Zhou Ziqian was surrounded by small shareholders, who pushed and shoved him. Some took advantage of the chaos to push him, slap him and kick him.
The Zhou family wants to kill all their shareholders, so what’s the big deal about beating Zhou Ziqian twice?
Just say he fell down by himself!
The group held down the grandfather and grandson of the Zhou family and looked at Huo Jun: "Mr. Huo, what do you say we should do?"
Huo Jun said: "I have called the police. It's financial embezzlement and malicious fraud. I'll wait for the police to come and handle it."
"No!" Mr. Zhou shouted angrily, "You can't call the police! No!"
Huo Jun ignored him and said to all shareholders: "As long as the group buys back the shares and immediately cuts ties with the Zhou family, there is still hope for online public opinion. We must call the police."
All shareholders reached a consensus: "Yes, we must call the police!"
The culprits were the Zhou family, him, Zhou Yan, and Zhou Ziqian. What does this have to do with them?
Cut now!
The Zhou family grandfather and grandson wanted to struggle, but they were held down tightly, waiting for the police to come and take them away.
From beginning to end, Huo Jun sat upright in his seat, unperturbed.
Zhu Qingchen turned to look at him and blinked.
Suddenly, Zhou Ziqian broke free, jumped up, pointed at Zhu Qingchen and Huo Jun, and shouted: "They... they are in the same group! They have colluded with each other for a long time!"
Huo Jun leaned back, stretched out his hand, put it on the back of Zhu Qingchen's chair, and looked at Zhou Ziqian fearlessly.
Yeah, they are made for each other, right?!
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