"How many shares do you own?" Lu Feng asked with a smile.
"Forty-nine percent! Of course, we can discuss the specifics further."
Lu Feng now holds more than 80% of the controlling stake in Jiafeng Electronics. Apart from Mr. Feng's 5% stake, the rest are employee incentive shares.
If the shareholding reaches more than 40%, Lu Feng could lose the power to manage the company at any time in a board vote. He didn't want Lu Feng to have more confidence in the future.
Instead, they wanted to check and balance Lu Feng. As long as Jiafeng Electronics doesn't develop aggressively, it will grow into a very large domestic electronics company. Judging from the current market situation, it has no problem becoming a top-tier company.
“President Huang, if one day I lose control of Jiafeng Electronics, I will definitely sell all my shares and use the money to start another company. If you anger me, I will start another electronics company and personally destroy Jiafeng Electronics. Do you think I have the ability to do that?” Lu Feng looked at him with a half-smile.
Huang Youwei sighed and said, "Don't be hostile. We have a relationship, right? I want to help you!"
"Given our relationship, if I were to affect your career, you would kill me yourself, wouldn't you agree?" Lu Feng downed the tea in his cup and said, "I don't want to beat around the bush. To be honest, I have a way out. Thank you for your help!"
"Then I won't say anything more. This is for your own good. We came from the same small city, but you became a big boss and we've drifted apart." Huang Youwei stood up and prepared to leave.
Lu Feng smiled somewhat sarcastically and couldn't help but say, "I'm no longer of any use to you. You knew from the moment I decided to leave and didn't accept foreign investment that I wouldn't be of much help to you later. I understand, and I still want to thank you."
"You're welcome!" Huang Youwei opened the door and walked out, saying, "Everyone's here, let's go in!"
Lu Feng stood up and walked outside. There were about a hundred people at the scene. In addition to the heads of various companies, there were also many material suppliers and suppliers, all of whom were in the same industrial chain.
As Huang Youwei entered, all eyes were immediately drawn to him, then to Lu Feng behind him. The gazes were varied, some mocking, some disdainful, and some sarcastic.
Many people looked at Lu Feng and thought to themselves, "Back then, it was so hard to even see you. How long has it been, and you've fallen to this state?"
I begged you then, and now it's your turn to beg me. Perhaps it's because you once showed the most humble smile to Lu Feng, and now you want to take it back a hundredfold.
"Mr. Lu, we meet again." Liang Ligao, holding a glass of champagne, addressed Lu Feng. He stood there with a casual gaze, his eyes slightly narrowed, revealing a hint of disdain. He smiled and said, "You're my 'idol'!"
"What are you laughing at? Is it that funny?" Lu Feng asked coldly, staring at him. "Do you know you're ugly? You're even uglier when you laugh!"
Liang Ligao was taken aback when Lu Feng directly attacked his appearance. His eyes widened instantly, and he said, "Lu Feng, I'm older than you. You're at least..."
"Living two more years is something, huh? I'm your idol, what have you been doing behind my back? Using my name, claiming to be my supplier, you've been selling overpriced motherboards to other companies, is that what you've been doing?" Lu Feng questioned.
"I...you...what nonsense are you talking about? I didn't do that, I run a legitimate business." General Manager Liang was somewhat flustered.
"Go look in the mirror. Someone like you can run a legitimate business? That's laughable!" Lu Feng sized him up and shouted, "Ugly people are always up to no good."
Feng Zhiyao was stunned, holding a small plate in his hand. He even forgot to put the food in his mouth. Why did he start cursing right away?
Zhang Fengxia pulled him back and whispered, "Stand back, don't get hurt. Eat and drink as you please, and then go to someone else's house to sleep."
Someone in the crowd protested, whispering, "Is he crazy? He comes up here and starts cursing President Liang? What did he do to him?"
"Brother, don't be impulsive, step back. I've been through this before. Don't go looking for trouble; you can't win an argument with him." Someone nearby pulled him back.
This guy was clearly not convinced.
Mr. Zheng coughed, and he, along with Mr. Li Quanliang, Mr. Hou, and several others who had attended the first Electronics Conference, silently took a step back.
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