Fu Jianzhi returned three days later.
Organized documents and contracts, tea at the perfect temperature.
Fu Jianzhi looked slightly tired. He sat down and naturally took the pen handed to him by his slender secretary, signing the profit-sharing agreement and share transfer document one by one.
He already knew what had happened at the extraordinary shareholders' meeting that day, and now, thinking back on it, he couldn't help but smile slightly.
Ruan Chen did not consult with her beforehand about this matter, and given their current relationship, it was impossible for Ruan Chen to share so much with him.
It was purely Fu Jianzhi's one-sided trust, betting that Ruan Chen would help him and that Ruan Chen wouldn't let him down.
He won the bet again.
Fu Jianzhi's gaze lingered for a moment on the lawyer's engagement contract, and upon seeing the signature that was identical to his own, he smiled.
The slender-waisted secretary carried the stack of documents out, where Fu Chengyu had been waiting for a long time.
Seeing her come out, Fu Chengyu nodded slightly to her, and the two went into the office next door one after the other.
Fu Chengyu smirked smugly and asked, "What was my brother's reaction? He signed it so readily?"
"He doesn't look too good, like he hasn't slept all night," the slender secretary said dismissively, "He has to sign whether he likes it or not. He hired the legal team himself, and the extraordinary shareholders' meeting approved it. He didn't have enough votes against it. This result has already saved him about eight billion."
"Did Fu Jianzhi say what would happen to these repurchased shares?"
“He mentioned it on the phone in the inner room at that time. I vaguely heard him arguing with someone. He wanted to re-enter the market and recoup some funds, but the person on the other end of the phone wanted him to grit his teeth and raise funds to acquire some.”
It would be best if Fu Jianzhi could acquire a portion of it, but unfortunately he doesn't have the money.
The physics model was leaked some time ago, and Fu Jianzhi has already used his own private funds to recover the losses. All of this was part of Fu Chengyu's plan.
Otherwise, he might not have lost so badly in the end.
After reading the document, Fu Chengyu knew that the matter had been settled. Now he just needed to wait quietly for it to ferment and explode with shocking news next spring.
He waved for his slender-waisted secretary to leave, saying, "Little Song, once I take his place, I will definitely treat you well."
"No need for that. Young Master, just promise that the Song family's funds will be in place."
The clatter of high heels faded into the distance; the next steps were fund approval and transfer, but these were no longer of much concern to Fu Chengyu.
He stretched and felt that he had worked hard for a long time and decided to indulge himself tonight, so he called and invited a few of his cronies.
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The Fu family's luxury cruise ship.
The cruise ship was anchored on the riverbank in Jingzhou, its lights flashing brightly, illuminating the sky above.
"Ruan Chen, our people didn't manage to infiltrate." In a high-rise residential building not far away, Yu Xiaoya sat cross-legged by the bay window, with binoculars set up beside her, glancing towards the cruise ship every now and then.
“It’s okay,” Ruan Chen nestled on the sofa, clutching potato chips and staring intently at the screen. “I didn’t plan to do anything on the ship anyway. That’s Fu Chengyu’s territory. Our people might give themselves away up there.”
"Hey, let me gossip a bit about your relationship with Fu Jianzhi." Yu Xiaoya, wearing a loose floral tank top, sat down next to Ruan Chen, propped her chin on her hand, and stared at her curiously.
Despite not seeing each other for seven years, their relationship remained unchanged.
Time hasn't brought much change to Ruan Chen, but it has brought about a complete transformation in Yu Xiaoya.
Perhaps it was the time she spent with Ruan Chen in her youth that caused Yu Xiaoya's impulsive nature to gradually settle down, and she also grew taller than Ruan Chen by more than a head.
"It's nothing." Ruan Chen wasn't angry at all. Everyone knew that she and Fu Jianzhi were close back then. In the past seven years, Fu Jianzhi seemed to be enjoying himself by creating a "white moonlight" image for Ruan Chen.
Everyone thought that it would be difficult to end things if these two didn't get together.
But then Ruan Chen came back, and the relationship between the two broke down. CEO Fu no longer mentioned "my Ruan Chen" in public or in private.
"All these years he's been using my name to ward off unwanted suitors, and he's really gotten everyone involved in the role," Ruan Chen said, her eyes glued to the screen. "Back then, you and Shen Mohan used to call each other 'Brother Mohan,' and everyone was gossiping about your relationship. But now..."
Ruan Chen shut up.
Because Yu Xiaoya beside her had fallen into an eerie silence, her face was slightly flushed, revealing a hint of girlish sentimentality.
"You two..." Ruan Chen coughed lightly, putting down the potato chips in her hand, "Could it be..."
Yu Xiaoya's eyes darted around, her hand constantly rubbing her nose. "We reconnected a few years ago, but Mo Han is in the military now, and we can hardly ever see him..."
Her voice grew softer and softer.
After many years, Ruan Chen never expected to hear news of Chen Mohan again, especially in this kind of situation.
"In short, Fu Jianzhi and I really have nothing to do with each other. If you have any good resources around you, you should introduce them to Fu Jianzhi as soon as possible, so that the rumors about us won't keep spreading outside."
"Mm." Yu Xiaoya nodded, got up and returned to the bay window, adjusted the binoculars and looked down.
"Ruan Chen! Ruan Chen! They're gone!!" Yu Xiaoya exclaimed excitedly, "Hurry up and bait the hook!"
Fu Chengyu's steps were unsteady from drinking, and he felt hot all over. Although he was still conscious, this dizzy state was clearly not suitable for the young master Fu to drive himself.
Fu Chengyu wanted to call the driver at home to pick her up, but when she looked up, she saw a driver in uniform and white gloves standing in front of her car.
He tried to clear his muddled mind, trying to figure out which lackey had called a designated driver in advance to curry favor with him, or perhaps he had instructed the family driver at some point, but he couldn't remember.
Fu Chengyu was used to being bossy, and these thoughts only passed through his mind for a moment before he took them for granted.
The driver clearly recognized Fu Chengyu's face. Seeing him approach, he immediately opened the car door for him, escorted him inside, and then sat in the driver's seat himself, asking, "Young Master, shall we go home, or..."
"You're our driver? You look a bit unfamiliar."
"I am the designated driver your friend called."
Fu Chengyu smiled smugly, thinking to himself that he was indeed a prophet. He wondered who was trying to curry favor with him, but he didn't care.
Many people now need his help.
He called over two people who were going the same way to come up with him and instructed the driver to take them home first.
Fu Chengyu soon drifted off to sleep in the back seat. The car jolted slightly, and he opened his eyes, grumbling. He then noticed the scenery around him.
The place is brightly lit and bustling with activity; it seems like we've arrived at Jingzhou's famous bar street.
The driver sounded a little anxious, "This navigation seems to be malfunctioning, Young Master Fu, where has it led us?"
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