Chapter 146

Lin Wei stretched out her hand under Shang Huaiqing's eager gaze and said with a smile: "Hello, Mr. Shang, nice to meet you. Thank you for your help this time."

She didn't know Song Ye was so understanding before . "Social etiquette", why didn't you extend your paws politely last time?

He also said that Miss Lin hasn’t seen you for a long time.

He makes his presence felt in front of her every once in a while, why haven't we seen him for a long time?

Shang Huaiqing was so excited that he couldn't help but raise his hands. As a result, he felt the sharp, cold, and dangerous glances from the side... Shang Huaiqing hesitated for a moment, and finally only stretched out one hand: "Can you help me?" Just come to Miss Lin, I have long disliked people like Fu Sheng."

After satisfying his desire to shake hands, Shang Huaiqing began to chat with Lin Wei about his daily life and started the second wave of self-introduction.

He enthusiastically introduced his relatives and Lin Wei, and Lin Wei also chatted with him cooperatively, and also talked about some of her own affairs. After all, she had just helped such a big favor, so she always wanted to express her gratitude.

"Miss Lin is very different from what I imagined." Shang Huaiqing suddenly sighed.

Um?

"I thought Miss Lin was the kind of capable and strong woman, but I didn't expect that she is such a gentle and lovely girl."

Ah...

Today Lin Wei wore a sleeveless light plaid shirt with a gray-brown wide-leg shirt Trousers, fashionable and simple, with long hair half-tied diagonally in front of her chest, she does look a bit gentle, and her appearance is delicate and elegant, without any sense of aggression.

It's just that Lin Wei doesn't like others talking about her like this. It reminds her that later generations will say that she is dressed up as a spoiled wife.

"Miss Lin really has the potential to be a good wife and mother."

Lin Wei: "..."

This is getting more and more outrageous.

Her expression remained unchanged and she said with a smile: "Thank you for the compliment. Many people have said so."

Shang Huaiqing was very happy. What Song Ye said was indeed correct. He enthusiastically wanted to start a topic about it, but Song Ye was Truncated.

"Brother, please help me entertain the girl outside. She is Awei's sister. I'm afraid she is a little worried now."

Shang Huaiqing said "Ah" and said: "Yes, that's right, you guys chat , I'll go take a look first." After saying that, he stood up and said goodbye to Lin Wei reluctantly.

After Shang Huaiqing left, Lin Wei lowered her head, looked at the detailed information in her hand, and smiled.

She looked at Song Ye: "Song Daqiang, why are you so frivolous?"

Song Ye blinked his dark and translucent eyes, with a pure and innocent expression: "What are you referring to, Mrs. Eaton's business?"

Lin Wei looked at him for a while . , did not argue with him about this matter, and continued the previous topic: "You can make at least 70 million by changing hands on these stocks. I will pay 100 million, and you will suffer some losses, but you can add more if you think it is less."

Song The smile on Ye's face immediately faded a little, and his dark pupils stared at her quietly. He said, "You have helped me many times, can't I help you once?"

"It's different. I'm helping you. Because..." Lin Wei wanted to say that it was because she wanted to compensate Song Ye. Anyway, she owed Song Ye something in her previous life. She didn't know that Song Ye had done so many things behind her back. If she knew, she might not Will be so good to him.

Meeting Song Ye's dark and warm eyes, those clear and clear gazes were filled with deep affection like clouds, gentle and profound, as if they were about to sweep people into the clouds.

"Because?" Song Ye asked softly.

Lin Wei looked away in a panic: "I can't take your things for nothing. If you don't agree, forget it. You take it back, I don't want it anymore."

After saying this, Lin Wei regretted it. The last sentence was purely angry. Oh my God. , why are you talking so indiscriminately again?

She couldn't do without it, she finally got a good card.

Song Ye wouldn't be so obedient at this time. If he is wise, he will pay for both money and goods, and no one owes anything to the other.

She didn't want to talk back, it would be too shameful.

After waiting for a while, Song Ye didn't speak. Lin Wei regretted it. She didn't take advantage of the bastard. Why couldn't she get some female bonus? So why do you want to save face? This is suffering.

"Okay, I promise you."

Lin Wei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Song Ye's words.

Winning 100 million was the best result she had ever thought of.

Just listen to Song Ye say again: "I will lend you these stocks first. When you get the Kowloon Aviation Industry, you will return it to me. At that time, I will make a choice, whether to sell the stocks to cash out or become a shareholder of Kowloon. This is the right way for me." I have more options. "

Borrow?"

What do you mean, no more money?

The original price is at least 30 million, so why is this person getting more and more outrageous?

But now she didn't dare to argue with Song Ye anymore, otherwise she would get into trouble and there would be no place to cry.

Businessmen, you must not act emotionally.

Anyway, it won't be too long before there will be results. Even if she loses in the end, Song Ye's stocks will not lose money. She won't do a lot of selling. At most, she will resell. Kowloon Aviation will not fall to the previous few yuan. Money.

Lin Wei took the white paper from the table and started writing an IOU. To avoid long nights and dreams, it was better to leave with the stocks as soon as possible.

She noticed that Song Ye stood up and stopped in front of her. A clear and low voice floated into her ears: "What are you doing?"

As she got a little closer, Lin Wei suddenly felt a burning heat surrounding her. From the corner of her eye, Unconsciously, he glanced at the other person's neat suit, and could vaguely outline the other person's slim waist.

She clearly remembered the warmth of that embrace, the broad, warm, hard touch she felt against her shirt.

Can't think about it anymore.

Lin Wei stood up and handed the IOU to Song Ye: "Thank you, Mr. Song, for your help. I will pay the interest. I have been too disturbed today."

Song Ye looked at the IOU, and the emotions in his eyes slowly settled, leaving only the initial indifference: "Then I won't give it away."

Lin Wei saw that he didn't accept the IOU, so she put it on the table for him, deliberately not looking at his dull eyes.

This person has too many thoughts, she just wants to make you feel bad, so she won't be fooled.

Lin Wei took Sun Muyin and left here.

Sun Muyin couldn't help but turn back frequently and looked upstairs: "Sister, is the person above Brother Aqiang? I miss him a little."

"Then you'll come to see him later, and we'll finish our business first."

The matter is not over yet, there are still many things to do.

What can be done to prevent Fusheng and HSBC from getting together?

Putting these two kings together would be terrible.

Sometimes Lin Wei's speeches are indeed very inflammatory, but they have no effect on those who are determined, such as HSBC Taipan. Unless it is driven by interests, it is difficult to persuade the other party.

...

"You are not as fast as Lin Wei. She has come to see me a long time ago. You should learn from her on this." Mike cut the steak slowly, with an unfriendly tone.

Mrs. Eaton cut a piece of foie gras and said with a smile: "I will never compare with her. Everyone has different advantages. Her persistence and hard work are very admirable qualities, but I believe in my ability to see people. "

She put the foie gras into her mouth and finished it very elegantly. Then she picked up the wine glass and said with a smile: "I'm not in a hurry because I know Mr. Mike's choice. Since Lin Wei has chosen Hengsheng, she can no longer I have won you over. No one in Xiangjiang would dare to take advantage of HSBC like this. If it weren't for her intervention, Hang Seng would have been taken over by HSBC."

Mike heard this and looked up at her: "That's probably the only good thing you have left. Feel more confident."

Faced with Mike's meanness, Mrs. Eaton didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "Lin Wei has created too many myths. People here seem to regard her as a god, and they are all waiting for her to create the next miracle. There is one right before your eyes." With such an opportunity, as long as HSBC chooses to side with Fusheng, Lin Wei's acquisition plan will immediately go bankrupt. Her first failure was not brought to her by Fusheng, but by HSBC, the real god in this land. There is only one."

Mike was noncommittal. He chewed the beef in his mouth without raising his head and asked, "How much Kowloon Aviation has Lin Wei eaten now?"

"I'm not sure, it's estimated to be around 35%."

Mike frowned. , Mrs. Eaton said: "We have 28% in hand, and there are about 40% of the equity held by small shareholders and the market. Among them, the British shareholders of Kowloon Aviation have a 20% share. Lin Wei will never be able to move it. Compared with the funds and No one has better connections than HSBC and Fusheng, who have joined forces. As long as Fusheng gets 22% of it, it will win. As long as HSBC is willing to take action, Fusheng cannot lose in this competition. "

Mike . He put down his knife and fork, took a sip of red wine, then took out his napkin and started wiping his mouth.

Mrs. Eaton watched his movements, took a sip of wine, and said nothing.

Mike stood up and took only one bite of steak. He threw the napkin on the table and said, "I hope this is not our last cooperation. You know this It means something."

Mrs. Eaton smiled: "The result will not disappoint you."

The next day.

HSBC issued a statement in the newspaper that it would provide unlimited financial support for Fu Sheng's anti-takeover.

Public opinion was in an uproar, and HSBC actually took action.

Isn't this equivalent to directly announcing that Lin Wei lost?

To put it bluntly, the battle for acquisitions is a battle for money. Who can beat HSBC in this money competition?

In the afternoon, Hang Seng also responded and announced in the evening paper that it would provide financial support for micro industries.

Yo ho!

It was amazing, and the enthusiasm of the citizens was immediately ignited.

HSBC and Fusheng, Hang Seng and Lin Wei, these two sides are in the ring, openly challenging each other.

It is no exaggeration to say that a Chinese-funded enterprise that could no longer be purely a Chinese-funded enterprise versus a British-funded enterprise caught everyone's attention.

The newspaper's original scolding war between the two factions had to use space to report on this incident.

When the Hong Kong Governor saw the news, he was so angry that he cursed. Before the turmoil was resolved, they started fighting again!

This is simply intensifying conflicts.

Although citizens all hope that Lin Wei can win this "war" to boost the morale of the Chinese people, everyone understands that this possibility is too low. The matter has already come to an end since HSBC issued the statement.

In order to sell HSBC's face, it is impossible for those small shareholders to sell their shares to Lin Wei.

Small shareholders are the ones with the largest stock positions.

There are many people who support Lin Wei in newspapers, but few people are optimistic about Lin Wei.

I think Fusheng's hiring of HSBC is tantamount to cheating.

...

Chu Yinghao let out a soft "heh" and put down the newspaper.

This woman also hit the wall sometimes.

He stood up, straightened his suit, and led his subordinates to the conference room.

After today's board meeting, he would officially take over Dongfang Industrial. Thinking of this, his heart couldn't help but beat a few beats faster.

"Why didn't the chairman come forward in person?"

When Chu Yinghao took out the equity transfer agreement and the entrustment agreement, after the directors were silent for a while, someone still asked this question.

Chu Yinghao said calmly: "My father is receiving treatment abroad. The old man has to go to the emergency room from time to time. He can only entrust a lawyer to express his wishes. Do you have any objections?"

Most people know that Chu Aidong was bombed. One leg was missing, but the other injuries were unknown. Chu Yinghao said he was seriously injured, and they couldn't refute it.

The situation has been decided. They have not seen Chu Aidong for so long, and this is probably not possible in the future.

So now they don't think Chu Aidong can come back.

Questioning Chu Yinghao at this time is also thankless.

Chu Aidong's confidants had already asked Chu Yinghao to be kicked out of the board of directors, and the remaining ones were either his people or people with wavering positions.

Chu Yinghao held a bracelet in his hand and said with a smile: "If there is no problem, let's vote on the resolution."

Upon hearing this, Chu Yinghao's assistant immediately said "Proposal on formally changing the chairman of the company" and agreed. Directors please vote by show of hands.

The directors looked at each other subconsciously, and when they saw someone raising their hands decisively, they couldn't help but sigh, and then slowly raised their hands under Chu Yinghao's gaze.

The assistant glanced around and said: "The board of directors unanimously approved the "Proposal on Officially Changing the Chairman of the Company" and officially appointed Chu Yinghao as the director of Dongfang Industrial..."

Boom...

the door suddenly opened.

I saw a group of tall men in black suits walking in. They lined up in an orderly manner and opened a road composed of a human wall.

"Who is it?" the staff couldn't help but ask.

"What are you doing?"

Chu Yinghao also stood up.

No one answered him, and two men in black opened the door.

Chu Aidong, who had disappeared for almost a year, appeared in front of people in a wheelchair. Behind him stood a young man, pushing the wheelchair into the conference room.

"Chairman!"

Everyone was shocked when they saw Chu Aidong and stood up one after another.

Chu Yinghao's expression suddenly changed: "Impossible, impossible, what's going on?"

At this time, Chen Hengxi had already pushed Chu Aidong to the main seat. He smiled and said: "My father is already in good health, so the decision just made I won’t count anymore. Do you have any objections?”

Everyone had not recovered yet and subconsciously looked at Chu Aidong in the wheelchair.

Chu Aidong raised his head. Compared with before, he seemed to be more than ten years older. His originally plump and round face was now shriveled. He was only in his fifties, but he felt like he was dying.

Under the gaze of everyone, he slowly said: "Everyone, please sit down. These days have made everyone worried." His voice was slightly hoarse, but his mental state seemed to be fine.

The old chairman Yu Wei was still there. After hearing this, everyone sat back and breathed a sigh of relief.

Too many things have happened these days. After the turmoil, the company went from bad to worse. They were not optimistic about Chu Yinghao, but they were helpless. It was best for Chu Aidong to come back and take charge of the overall situation.

Chu Aidong slowly turned his head and looked at Chu Yinghao.

Chu Yinghao's face was pale, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. He couldn't help but swallowed, and said: "Father, I..."

"Go back to your place."

Chu Aidong said nothing, and said lightly. , a semantic pun, which seemed to gently expose his previous treason.

Chu Yinghao did not dare to have any objection at this moment. He bent down to pick up the bead string that fell to the ground, only to find that it had been stepped on by someone. The dark leather shoes reflected the light, and a drop of water dripped from his forehead.

Chu Yinghao raised his head and looked at the other party.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Chen Hengxi smiled and moved his feet.

Chu Aidong's voice sounded: "Let me introduce to you, this is my son Chu Yongjie, who will be the general manager of Dongfang Industrial."

...

"Are you not satisfied with this general manager?" Lin Wei opened the document bag and said, "He will die. If you refuse to transfer the equity to Chu Yinghao, how can you give it to you just because of the so-called 'life-saving grace'?"

Chen Hengxi shook his head slightly, put down his crossed legs, and put the coffee on the coffee table: "I was just watching. I don’t know what this old guy was thinking. Chu Yinghao did such a thing. He handled it lightly and pretended that nothing happened. He followed Chu Yinghao’s previous remarks under the excuse of recovering from illness. He really I really like my son." Speaking of this, Chen Hengxi's face became a little heavy.

Lin Wei looked at the stocks in the document bag, and the smile on her lips rose: "What can he say, that he was locked up in the basement by his own son for ten months? It's not because he cares about the relationship between father and son that he doesn't deal with Chu Yinghao now, but I want you to restrain each other. Chu Aidong, who has lost Lan Xiong, is not just lame."

She wrapped the document bag again, looked at the other party, and smiled: "You still need to fight for what you want. Yes, the bargain is not stable after all, just like Chu Yinghao now."

Chen Hengxi leaned towards the sofa. He looked at Lin Wei for a while and said, "To be honest, you are the biggest winner in this game. ? He easily got stocks worth hundreds of millions without spending a penny."

Chu Aidong asked him what he wanted, and he directly asked for Fusheng's stocks, because this was what he had promised Lin Wei before, otherwise Lin Wei wouldn't. He will be informed of the place where Chu Aidong is being held, and he will not be lent to him.

I have to say that this woman is indeed very capable. If she wants to get Dongfang Industrial in the future, Lin Wei's help is indispensable.

Lin Wei shook her head gently and picked up the coffee: "Letting the tiger return to the mountain is a hidden danger after all. If I could, I would not want to let Chu Aidong out again. It is impossible to resolve the hatred between him and me. I chose to do this. More I believe in your ability to conquer Chu Aidong's toothless tiger. I hope Mr. Chen will not disappoint anyone."

"What do you want me to say?" Chen Hengxi smiled and said, "You can only do your best. Young people are always careless. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse, but I don't dare to underestimate Chu Aidong."

He glanced at the portfolio on the coffee table and then looked at Lin Wei: "How about Miss Lin this time? Will you win the Kowloon Aviation Industry?"

Lin Wei took a sip of coffee, and the mellow taste was a little bitter, which was very refreshing.

She said: "It's still a little bit worse."

It's really a little bit worse.

The original 28% plus the 16% from Song Ye and Chen Hengxi, as well as the 1% from the secondary market, cannot be deducted from the small shareholders. Now the equity in her hands has reached 45%, which is still short of 50%. a little.

But this often comes at a huge price.

Compared to Lin Wei's picky Sou Sou, Fu Sheng used HSBC's help to frantically buy shares of Kowloon Airlines in the secondary market and from shareholders.

On October 20, a row of black luxury cars drove up in front of the Kowloon Hotel in Mong Kok.

The reporters who had been waiting for a long time swarmed up and surrounded the people who got off the car.

Mrs. Eaton, the person in charge of Fu Sheng's talk, the company management, the directors of HSBC, the directors and shareholders of Kowloon Airlines all came here.

They were either in suits or wearing fancy clothes, and their elegant and outstanding temperaments were all recorded in the reporters' cameras.

In comparison, Lin Wei's place was a bit shabby. With the bodyguards, Hengsheng only managed to get five cars.

The car models are also different, black, red, and yellow, and they drive over in various colors, but they don’t look impressive enough.

Lin Wei got off the car. The weather was very good today. Lin Wei could still feel the heat of the sun through her sunglasses.

Today she was wearing a black high-neck dress, with the front buttons split at the calf, and a pair of red high heels, giving her an elegant goddess look.

Lin Wei took off her sunglasses, looked at the Kowloon Hotel on the 22nd floor in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh.

This is also an asset of Kowloon Aviation Industry. It is not as good as Central District, but it is still very valuable.

"Ms. Lin... if this fails, what will you do with the stocks in your hand? Will you sell a large amount of stocks, or accept the other party's counter-takeover?"

"Have you read what Xianping said about you in the newspaper? Do you agree that his courage is commendable? What’s your opinion?”

"Is this acquisition of Kowloon Aviation too risky?"

"Do you have the baggage of the undefeated myth?"

"Many people have high expectations for you. Do you have anything to say to them? "

Please give way." The bodyguard opened the way, and Lin Wei put her glasses back on. The flashlight and sunglasses were a perfect match.

She walked up the steps with Wu Ming, Yang Bingrong and others.

With more than a dozen people, the formation is not small.

Surrounded by bodyguards and security personnel, Lin Wei walked out of the elevator, walked through the long hall, and walked towards the spacious and luxurious conference room.

More than half of the ten-meter-long conference table was full, leaving only six or seven empty seats for them.

Lin Wei sat down opposite them, and the rest of them sat in the back.

In addition to Mrs. Eaton, all the directors of Kowloon Aviation were here, and now the only shareholder was Kuman, who was also sitting opposite.

The crowd on the opposite side was very oppressive.

"Then let's start," said Harvey, who is the current chairman of Kowloon Airlines. "Now let's count the stocks in the hands of the two parties. We invited Mr. Brayton of the Hong Kong Association, Judge Hector, and Mo Two lawyers from the Philippine Law Firm will do the notarization. If you have any objections, you can raise them at any time."

After speaking, he first looked at Mrs. Eaton, who nodded in agreement, and then looked at Lin Wei, who also nodded with a smile.

Let’s start with Fu Sheng.

Most of the current stocks carry face value notes and must be counted manually.

They asked people from the Xiangjiang Association to take charge of the inventory and check the authenticity.

It took nearly twenty minutes.

The final count result -

"Statistical results show that Fusheng has 28.3 million shares, holding 47% of the shares."

Fusheng bought most of the shares (15%) from small shareholders, and swept up 4% in the secondary market, spending a lot of money Nearly 500 million Hong Kong dollars, pushing the equity to 47%.

Harvey looked at everyone: "Do you have any objections?"

After hearing 47%, several people behind Lin Wei couldn't sit still. They only had 45% in their hands. If you calculate it this way, wouldn't it be a loss?

Mrs. Eaton looked at the anxious expression on the other side, moved her eyes to Lin Wei, and said with a smile: "No."

Lin Wei showed no expression and said: "No."

"Now let's start counting the micro industries."

Wu Ming got up and went to see them off . stock, and remain there to supervise.

"What should we do?" Several employees behind Lin Wei began to whisper, "It's just a close call."

Yang Bingrong also looked at Lin Wei.

But there was no expression on Lin Wei's face, and the tight corners of her mouth made her look a little unrelaxed.

She looked at the staff counting the stocks, occasionally glancing towards the opposite side.

But no matter how you check, it's still those numbers, it can't be more, and no miracle will happen.

"Micro Industrial, 27.1 million shares, 45% shareholding."

As soon as Harvey finished speaking, Lin Wei heard the voices on the other side sighing in relief.

Harvey also smiled, but he still maintained a calm face: "Do you have any objections?"

"No." Mrs. Eaton spoke first.

Everyone looked at Lin Wei.

Lin Wei held her sunglasses and slowly raised her head. She looked across the street: "Mr. Kuman, don't you have anything to say?"

What do you mean?

Everyone immediately looked at Cuman.

Kuman did have 5% of the shares, but no matter how much they lobbied and no matter how high the price was, he refused to sell. They all thought he wanted to continue to be a shareholder of Kowloon Aviation.

Did he want to sell it to Lin Wei?

Mrs. Eaton looked at Kuman. She tried hard to calm her suddenly over-speeding heart and said, "Kuman, what does this mean?" Kuman

showed a wry smile and said, "I'm sorry, everyone, I can't help it. Miss Lin is really too shrewd. She made me an offer that I can't refuse."

Before Mrs. Eaton could say anything, Andre said angrily: "What conditions can she make? Is there anything she can't tell us? She can do it, but Fusheng can't?"

Kuman spread his hands helplessly: "It was Miss Lin who found me first, and she made a bet with me."

A month ago, it was also at the Kowloon Hotel, Lin Wei. Said he wanted to make a bet with him.

"In one month, if the price of Kowloon Aviation rises less than 20 yuan, then I will buy your stock at a price of 20 yuan. If the price exceeds 20 yuan, then I will buy it according to the market price at that time. What is it? I Just pay as much as you want."

He still remembered Lin Wei's expression at that time, his star-like eyes filled with determination to win: "Rather than an unpredictable future, it is better to decide for yourself an outcome of drought and floods.

" Man sighed and looked at everyone: "Just imagine, who can refuse such a contract?"

The conference room was silent for two seconds.

Wow -

the next moment, the people on Lin Wei's side burst into warm cheers.

"We won! We won!"

Everyone excitedly threw the documents in their hands into the air, and the papers scattered in the air.

"Did I hear correctly? He meant we won, right?" Someone came over and asked Lin Wei.

Lin Wei sat there holding her chest, the smile that had been stretched on her lips finally dissipated.

The documents spread out in the air, covering the expressions of people on the opposite side who were either stunned, angry, or in a trance.

Fusheng and the executives of Kowloon Airlines stared blankly at the people opposite and cheered.

The HSBC director left the meeting angrily. He was going to report the results to the senior class.

Mrs. Eaton closed her eyes, her fingers trembling slightly under her sleeves. She stood up holding on to the table, not wanting to stay in the room for another minute. The piercing laughter seemed to be piercing her heart.

Kuman looked at the people hugging each other excitedly, and his mood seemed to be infected.

Mrs. Eaton left with her men.

"Ms. Lin, congratulations..."

Before Kuman finished speaking, he saw Lin Wei, who had always been as calm as a mountain, stood up, laughed and hugged the people around him.

"Hahaha... It's killing me, hahaha. Didn't you see the look on Mrs. Eaton's face? I'm just waiting for them to be defeated. Hahaha. It makes me so happy. Hahaha..."

She kept saying "hahaha", her face She couldn't hold back her joy. She hugged her employees and was so happy that she burst into tears.

The reporters waiting outside first saw someone rushing out of the building and shouted -

"Micro Industrial wins!"

With a "crash", all the reporters stood up.

"Really?" Everyone gathered around.

Then they saw Fusheng's executives walking out of the building with solemn faces.

Depend on!

What else can't you understand?

It's true!

Major newspapers prepared two pages of newspapers. The editor who received the call threw away Fu Sheng's front page and directly replaced it with Lin Wei's winning page.

"Extraordinary, extraordinary! Lin Wei and Hengsheng defeated Fusheng HSBC with their small skills!"

"Extraordinary! Lin Wei once again created a miracle in Hong Kong and became the first person to acquire a British-owned enterprise!"