After being rejected by Lu Feng, John immediately called other shareholders to discuss the matter, hoping to get it approved in the board vote. He also promised many shareholders benefits, saying that he would not rule out continuing to acquire shares from other shareholders in the next few years, and the price would only go up, not down.
In Hong Kong, in the office of the vice president of Sun Hung Kai Properties, Zhenkun stood in front of his desk and listened as Feng Zhiyao explained the purpose of John's call.
"You don't want to pay the remaining amount? That's not in accordance with the contract, is it?" Feng Zhiyao asked, looking up.
“It does not comply with regulations, but these regulations are internal to the company. Many companies use this method to inflate their valuations. They offer a contract with a price and then return a portion of the funds later. It’s a common practice,” Zhenkun reminded him. “If this is done, it will definitely be a huge boost to your reputation with the Schroder Group.”
"What does Brother Feng mean?" Feng Zhiyao asked.
“Mr. Feng, this is our right as shareholders. We don’t need to listen to his opinion. I’ve received some information from outside. Schroders’ actions may mean they don’t intend to invest in Jiafeng Group in the long term. The US has been putting pressure on them at several important meetings in Europe this year, and this pressure comes from Wall Street and Silicon Valley.” Zhenkun analyzed the current world situation for him.
Feng Zhiyao didn't want to hear any of that. Over the past year, he had been listening to mostly about the global landscape and various international conferences that seemed like gibberish to ordinary people. He had to carefully read through the speeches of all the countries at the conferences, analyze the future economic development of each country, and then decide which country's companies to invest in.
"In other words, he originally wanted Jiafeng to fight against Silicon Valley and Japan. Now that Brother Feng is almost successful, they've chickened out and want to sell Jiafeng off. It's useless except for making some money in the middle!" Feng Zhiyao said irritably. "These countries are interesting. Just like Brother Feng said, they want to give someone a brick behind their back, but when they turn around, they say they're selling bricks."
“International affairs cannot be explained in a few words. You should understand the current world situation. It’s not just an economic matter, nor is it entirely a technological matter. I think the mainland has stopped developing.” Zhenkun expressed what he was thinking.
Those with a good understanding of international affairs can already clearly see what will happen in 1996 and 1997.
What is the Schroder Group? Who do they work for?
Needless to say, those people are notorious troublemakers worldwide, and they have a real knack for making people feel disgusted. In the next two years, if they don't stir things up domestically and also do the US a favor, it would be a win-win situation.
Feng Zhiyao sat there looking somewhat agitated. He didn't want to believe that Jiafeng couldn't hold on, but judging from the news coming out of many channels, the next two years would indeed be tough, and Jiafeng seemed to have become a target.
Zhenkun's judgment was correct. Letting Schroder Group withdraw some funds first to do the other party a favor, and then selling off his own shares would be very smooth.
Zhenkun could tell that Feng Zhiyao didn't want to talk about this anymore, so he changed the subject and asked, "How is your father doing lately?"
"He woke up a few days ago and is being kept alive with medication. I'm just afraid he won't make it through the New Year." Feng Zhiyao was quite depressed, and then said unhappily, "Even in this condition, my eldest and second brothers still won't come back."
Zhenkun was too embarrassed to say anything about family matters, but he said that if he couldn't make the decision, they could have a meeting to discuss it.
"I'm going to see him today, to hear what my dad has to say." After saying that, Feng Zhiyao checked the time, stood up, and started packing his things.
At four o'clock in the afternoon, in the VIP ward of Mary Medical College, Mr. Feng was extremely thin, with various tubes inserted into his body, and his skin was pale, clearly showing signs of being on his deathbed.
Accompanied by medical staff, Feng Zhiyao walked in. Seeing his father's condition, he felt heartbroken and couldn't help but tear up. After listening to the doctor's analysis of the situation, Feng Zhiyao sat by the bed and kept wiping away tears.
"Don't cry." Mr. Feng said weakly, "Don't cry. You have the softest heart, and being soft-hearted is not good."
Feng Zhiyao sniffed and, forcing back a sob, said, "Dad, I have something to tell you."
Feng Zhiyao explained Jiafeng's situation. Schroder Group's ideas were now completely out in the open. Given the international situation, with the impoverished mainland on one side and several wealthy developed countries on the other, anyone with a modicum of common sense knew which to choose.
Mr. Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Let's wait for the right price!"
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