The villa was very large, and it felt quite empty with just one person sitting there. Feng Zhiyao stood up and wandered around the room alone, feeling a sense of loneliness.
He had never felt lonely in his previous life; he felt so close to everyone around him. But his experiences during this period have brought about a complete transformation in him.
The world suddenly feels so lonely, and everyone seems so distant.
Feng Zhiyao spent the entire night thinking about how to get the gift contract back, and he knew without a doubt that Feng Zhicheng had taken it.
At one o'clock in the morning, an alarm suddenly sounded in Mr. Feng's room in the hospital's intensive care unit. A group of nurses rushed over, followed by several doctors. All the indicators on the instruments were dropping, and the doctors hurriedly began to resuscitate him.
At 2:10 a.m., after a series of resuscitation efforts, the patient's blood pressure, heart rate, and pulse gradually decreased, the pupils began to dilate, and breathing became very weak. Five minutes later, the doctors stopped resuscitation efforts.
According to the previous agreement, the hospital tried to call Feng Zhiyao, but couldn't get through. They had to go to the hotel that night to find him, only to be told that Feng Zhiyao had already been accepted by someone else.
At 4:30 a.m., Feng Zhiyao was awakened from his sleep. He went downstairs to answer the phone. After confirming that it was Feng Zhiyao, the person on the other end informed him that his father had died.
"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work. Don't tell anyone about this yet." Feng Zhiyao said and hung up the phone.
It was late at night, more than two hours before dawn. The room was pitch black, and Feng Zhiyao sat blankly on the sofa for several minutes. His nose began to moisten, and he pursed his lips tightly, took deep breaths, and tears welled up in his eyes and fell into the darkness.
After a while, he found the remote control and turned on the TV to try and distract himself, but there was no TV at all in the middle of the night, only static and static.
He found two unopened packs of cigarettes under the coffee table, lit one that choked his throat, and tears streamed down his face without him making a sound.
In London, John was holding a conference call. He was speaking with several Wall Street firms about Jiafeng's current situation and said that Jiafeng was now the largest home appliance manufacturer in Asia. He added that once they took over and the restrictions were lifted, it would only be a matter of time before they could cover the entire Asian market.
If you sign the contract now, the transaction can begin after the Chinese New Year. They guarantee that the acquired company will have true control over Jiafeng. Once the contract is signed, the futures account will be wiped clean, and the transaction will officially begin next year.
“We need more detailed data. In the materials you submitted, we did not see market conditions, sales channels, or intangible assets.”
“We will provide these later,” John replied.
"Moreover, 30% of the shares in this company are used as incentive shares for management, and they can also have voting rights on the board of directors through nomination. We don't like that," someone else said.
“These things can be changed. I believe you can solve these problems without much effort after taking over. Moreover, Goldman Sachs still holds 5% of the shares. As long as you get another 10% of the shares from United Capital or Sun Hung Kai Properties, you will have complete control of this company.”
“You need to understand what such a large company represents. At this crucial moment, it might have other unexpected effects,” John reminded them.
"As long as there are no problems, an agreement should be reached within two months."
Domestically, Lu Feng has arrived in Tianjin today. The lithography equipment is in the final stage of debugging, and the first batch of products will be tested. This time, Liu Cheng has also come with a team of engineers.
At 9:30 a.m., the first batch of materials arrived and the factory environment was tested. Lu Feng, wearing a full-body dustproof suit, stood behind the glass and watched the busy workers inside the huge factory.
"There shouldn't be any major problems. At most, the yield rate will be a little low. We can adjust it gradually later. Although the workers have been trained for a long time, I feel that they are still unfamiliar with the operation," Liu Cheng comforted from the side.
"To be honest, I'm more excited than when I was standing outside the delivery room." Lu Feng looked at Liu Cheng beside him and said, "Domestic companies were able to produce chips back in the 1970s, but large-scale commercial use was still far too limited. This will be a huge step forward!"
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