In accordance with Article 34 of the Xishan Company Articles of Association, all shareholders have the right to review and copy the company's articles of association, minutes of shareholders' meetings, resolutions of board meetings, resolutions of supervisory board meetings and company financial reports.

This is also to protect the rights of small and medium shareholders and to make them feel that they are the owners of the company.

Although they have no way of knowing the content of the board of directors' meetings in order to prevent shareholders from expanding their power indefinitely, the resolutions reached at each meeting will be copied several times at the first opportunity, and they can read them at any time as long as they show their shareholder certificates.

These investments are at least 20,000 or 30,000 taels, and the shareholders are very concerned about it.

By the evening, the records were before them.

~~

The Office of the Minister of Justice.

Mao Kai sipped his wine while looking at the thin minutes and asked his son casually:

"How high can the stocks we hold go?"

"After this thing gets out, the stock price will at least double, so let's sell it at 400 taels per share. The 200 shares we hold will be worth 80,000 taels." Mr. Mao said with excitement, clenching his teeth:

"On the eighth day of the first lunar month, I spent thirty-eight thousand taels to buy it. It's only been twenty days, and I've made a net profit of forty-two thousand taels!"

Mr. Mao, who lacks education on stock market risks, does not understand what "floating profit is not profit" means. But with the wise leadership of Mr. Zhao, how can there be floating losses?

"Hiss..." Mao Kai's face immediately wrinkled into a frown, not knowing whether it was because of the spicy taste of the wine or because he was frightened by the horrific increase in weight.

I thought to myself, this thing can make money much faster than my corruption and abuse of power.

And the key is that this money is clean. It can also protect myself...

"You regret buying too little, don't you? If you hadn't stopped me, I would have bought at least 500 shares!" Master Mao looked very pleased.

"You know nothing!" Mao Kai rolled his eyes at him and said, "My father has been an official all his life, and he is as honest as water. It is hard to explain why he took out 40,000 taels of silver all of a sudden."

"Didn't you say you were borrowing it from relatives?" Mr. Mao muttered.

"People have to believe it..." Mao Kai waved his hand and changed the subject, asking, "Did Zhao Hao mention his father?"

"I heard that not a single word was mentioned." said Mr. Mao.

"Well, not bad, you know your limits." Mao Kai nodded approvingly.

"What do you mean by limits?" Mr. Mao was stunned.

"Why do you think they suddenly proposed to merge the coal yard? Wouldn't it be nice to have it all to yourself?" Mao Kai sneered and said, "Isn't it for tomorrow's court meeting?"

"Dad, are you talking about the case of Mr. Zhao and the young cabinet minister?" Mr. Mao suddenly realized.

"Wrong, there is no young cabinet minister anymore..." Mao Kai drank up the wine in the glass, put it down with a snap, and said no more.

~~

Mansion of Duke Chengguo.

After Duke Chengguo discussed with his housekeeper the matter of marrying his 34th concubine, he called his second son into the study.

Zhu Shimao tilted his head and reported the contents of today's meeting.

"Interesting, interesting." Duke Cheng laughed and said, "I thought this kid was interesting during the last imperial lecture."

"Dad, don't just think it's interesting, you have to show some appreciation." Zhu Shimao turned around and tilted his head to the other side. "Master Zhao treats us well. Just five thousand taels of silver has become two hundred thousand taels in just over a month."

"Isn't that nonsense? I, your father, am not the filial son and grandson of Xu Zhuozi, so of course I have to stand on the side of the God of Wealth." Duke Chengguo never dared to look his son in the eye, as if his neck would be crooked if he just took a look.

"Before entering the palace tomorrow morning, I will inform those of us to support him!"

Duke Cheng slammed the table so hard that Zhu Shimao's head suddenly stood still.

~~

Left Censor-in-Chief Wang Ting, after a busy day, lay down in his reclining chair and didn't want to move at all.

Today, the censors rioted. They first smashed the duty room of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and then rushed to the homes of Zhang Qi and several of his fellow villagers, shouting and calling for killing. After that, they ran to the door of Xu Ge Lao's house and knelt and cried, making a huge commotion.

Wang Ting, Tan Lun, Pang Shangpeng and other high-ranking officials of the Censorate tried to put out the fire everywhere, using both coaxing and intimidation, and making countless promises. They almost knelt down and begged for mercy, before they persuaded the censors, who had vented their anger, to go home.

At this time, Mr. Wang's head was buzzing, his throat was smoking, and he had a lot of anger in his stomach but had no place to vent it.

It's really lawless. Who is the boss and who is the subordinate? Who is the withered willow and who is the withered flower? Who is the sack and who is the monk's robe?

"When this is over, I'll replace all those bastards one by one..."

After Wang Ting finished his rant, he felt a little relieved and asked impatiently, "What did the board of directors say today?"

Compared to the troubles in the court, one is more concerned about one's own money.

After all, that is the guarantee of the integrity of the Chief Justice.

Zhang Qianfa then told Wang Ting about the meeting. He was one of the three supervisors and attended the entire board meeting.

Hearing this, Mr. Wang was overjoyed and said, "So, I can retire at any time?"

"That's about right. The stocks plus other industries are enough for Mr. Dong to live happily for three generations." Zhang Qianfa nodded.

"I really have to thank Young Master Zhao very much." General Wang rubbed his hands excitedly, and then said with a serious face: "Of course, tomorrow I will still stand firmly on the side of justice as always!"

~~

Sanjin Guild Hall.

Yang Bo and three other people were having dinner around the kang table.

The dinner was very sumptuous, with knife-cut noodles,臊子面,油破面, ramen, cat ear noodles...the whole table was filled with noodles.

There are also more than ten bottles of seasonings such as old vinegar, rice vinegar, Laba vinegar, balsamic vinegar, and white vinegar, which are added to the noodles and are very enjoyable to eat.

While slurping noodles, Wang Guoguang asked Yang Bo: "Have you bought stocks?"

"Xishan Coal Industry?"

"Um."

"No." Yang Bo answered casually while peeling garlic.

"Then you're at a loss. Ziwei and I each bought 500 shares on the eighth day of the first lunar month." Wang Guoguang said with a proud smile, "Do you know how much it is worth now? Two hundred thousand."

"Uncle, you can't settle the bill like this. I haven't seen any cash." Zhang Siwei picked up the old vinegar and poured it into the bowl.

"How about I pay you two hundred thousand taels and you transfer five hundred shares to me?" Yang Bo asked with a smile.

"Hiss, so sour..." Zhang Siwei took a big gulp of the noodle soup and pretended he didn't hear anything.

"Slippery." Yang Bo was unhappy and chewed the garlic with a crunching sound.

~~

Wusha Hutong, Tan Mansion.

Right Censor-in-Chief Tan Lun, Right Vice Minister of the Ministry of Personnel Wang Bengu and Right Deputy Censor-in-Chief Zhu Daqi, three of their peers, were sitting together drinking tea and chatting as usual.

"Tomorrow the imperial court will recommend the top scholar, Zhao, who is actually Yuan Pu's cousin." Zhu Daqi said quietly.

He was originally doing well as the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple, but in order to make way for Dong Chuanze, he was persuaded by the junior cabinet minister to go to the Censorate and take up a sinecure.

"Oh, before Yuan Pu left, he asked us to take good care of his uncle and his son." Tan Lun also remembered.

Yuanpu is Zhao Jin's pen name.

"Yeah, I've been so busy lately that I forgot about it." Wang Bengu also sighed, and then said seriously: "We don't bully others, but we can't let others bully our people."

"Yes." Both Censors nodded.

They would never admit that they remembered this relationship only after buying Xishan Company's stocks.

I will take care of it, okay?

Believe it or not?

ps. First update. Today is the first day I adjusted my schedule, and my biological clock is not used to it. I was so sleepy all morning, and I haven't finished checking it yet. Don't worry, just post it slowly, there will be more...