“If it doesn’t pass, I want to have him under control on the board. It’s best to reject his request first, and then approve it,” John said in a deep voice.
The best way to make someone feel empowered is to first restrict them with power, and then loosen the restrictions. Once you do that, even the most naive person will understand what you mean.
Two days later, a conference call was held. Lu Feng sat in his office looking at the several phones in front of him, thinking to himself that the internet was still the best thing.
"Is the signal okay?" Lu Feng asked into the phone in front of him.
Everyone answered that there was no problem. Lu Feng explained the matter of purchasing the lithography machine and then said, "Now everyone, let's vote. Here at the company headquarters, Zhu Lidong, Wei Yandan, and Du Guoying, the employee shareholders, agree to this. I myself own 10% of the shares, so the 40% who agree now, what do you all think?"
Su Yourong was the first to speak: "I agree to the purchase!"
“I disagree!” John said.
"I disagree too!" Zhenkun's voice came from the phone that originally belonged to Feng Zhiyao.
"I disagree!" Zhuang Yuntian's voice rang out.
The relaxed expression on Lu Feng's face disappeared, and his face began to look serious.
“Fifty to fifty, according to board rules, this needs to be discussed. However, generally speaking, the investors have more decision-making power.” Goodley looked at Lu Feng and asked, “Mr. Lu, what do you think?”
"Uncle Kun, where is Zhiyao? Does he know about this?" Lu Feng asked into the phone.
“He authorized me to act as his agent, and I’m currently handling the company’s basic affairs,” Zhenkun replied.
“President Lu, it’s fifty to fifty. There’s no point in us continuing this stalemate. I understand your good intentions in developing high-end manufacturing, and with that understanding, I can approve this matter to proceed.” John’s voice came through.
Lu Feng paused for a moment, then sat there looking at the phone in front of him and said, "Thank you!"
"Alright, thank you all for attending this board meeting. Meeting adjourned. I'm hanging up now." John said, then hung up the phone.
Su Yourong sensed something was wrong on the phone. She wanted to say something, but hesitated and finally hung up. After the call ended, Goodley said sarcastically, "Congratulations, President Lu, on getting approval. Finance will release the funds."
Lu Feng didn't say anything, but just glanced at him, stood up, and left the office.
After the working group contacted the seller through Changhong, the seller stated that the company was undergoing bankruptcy liquidation and they were only responsible for selling the assets, not the rest. The price was indeed cheaper than the previous one, only 180 million yuan, and some of the equipment was even brand new and unused.
Lu Feng couldn't find a freight company, and several companies he asked said they wouldn't take his order. He was getting very frustrated. When he got home in the evening, he remembered that Zhenkun was managing the company in place of Feng Zhiyao. Lu Feng felt it was necessary to call Feng Zhiyao. If he didn't take care of things, he would be in a very passive position on the board of directors.
I called several times but no one answered until Lu Feng finished dinner.
"Brother Feng, did you need something?" Feng Zhiyao's voice was a little hoarse, and you could tell he wasn't in good shape.
"What's wrong?" Lu Feng asked.
"It's nothing, I just haven't been getting enough rest," Feng Zhiyao replied.
"Are you aware of today's board meeting vote?" Lu Feng asked. "You had Zhenkun vote on your behalf, and he voted against it in the board meeting."
"Brother Feng, I really can't care about any of this right now. I'm a complete mess. I feel like I can't go on living. Suddenly, my whole world went dark." Feng Zhiyao sobbed, sounding exceptionally vulnerable.
"Has Mr. Feng's condition worsened?" Lu Feng asked cautiously.
“Yes! He hasn’t woken up since after the New Year. He’s only kept alive by machines now. My older brothers called me to ask for a share of the inheritance. They don’t treat me like family at all. You can’t imagine how wicked people can be. My father is still alive, and not only do they not come back to see him, they also threatened me on the phone. I’m not saying I necessarily want the shares or the money, but they’re not like my brothers. They’re more like enemies coming to collect debts.” Feng Zhiyao’s sobs grew louder and louder.
"What are you crying for? What are you crying for, you grown man?" Lu Feng scolded, listening to the sobs on the other end of the line. "Are you still a child? You're twenty-five or twenty-six years old, can't you stand up straight? You don't want shares, you don't want money? What do you want?"
Feng Zhiyao completely broke down, crying out, "I want my dad to wake up!"
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