63 The Contract of Indenture of the Spicy Hot Pot Master
At 10:15 a.m. the next day, at the headquarters of Jianbing Group.
Chu Xiao took a sip of Da Hong Pao tea, the amber-colored tea soup swirling slightly in the cup.
She stared thoughtfully at the text message from her father on her phone screen.
The text message was very short, containing only the two words "can be settled".
That old fox, he clearly has the more convenient WeChat, but he insists on sending this incoherent text message.
If she hadn't saved the message in her notes, she probably would have ignored it as spam.
Chu Xiao scoffed lightly.
She put down her white porcelain teacup and dialed the internal phone: "Wang Xue, send the final version of the 'Marriage Agreement' to Chairman Yu, highlighting the key clauses."
That's right. After Chu Xiao finished dealing with the Yu family at noon yesterday, he returned to the company and asked Wang Xue to prepare the "Marriage Agreement".
"Yes." Assistant Wang hesitated for half a second. "Do we need to have it reviewed by the Legal Department first?"
Chu Xiao said expressionlessly, "No need, Chairman Yu will change it himself."
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10:30, Chairman's office of Malatang Group.
Mr. Yu crossed his legs irritably, staring at the email titled "Marriage Agreement" on his computer screen, wanting to pretend he hadn't seen it.
"Another agreement..." Just by looking at the title, you know it can't be anything good!
He looked around and picked up a piece of cantaloupe from the fruit plate that looked very fresh.
Eat something sweet to calm your nerves.
After mentally preparing himself, Mr. Yu nervously opened the email—
"Snap!" The plastic fruit holder still in his mouth was accidentally bitten off.
The main agreement of the "Marriage Agreement" states in bold red text: "The Yu Group will transfer 18% of its equity to Ms. Chu Xiao free of charge, effective immediately."
"Pah, pah, pah!" Yu's father spat out the plastic fruit stand fragments, and also spat out the clause.
He suddenly clutched his chest.
This woman's words have nearly cost him his life! He only owns 51% of the shares in the Yu family business; this attack has almost destroyed his very foundation.
This is no marriage agreement; it's blatant extortion!
"What a tragedy!"
It's all because of this unlucky son.
The more Yu's father thought about it, the angrier he became. He immediately dialed Yu Chun's video call and said, "Kneel down before me!"
"……ah?"
Yu Chun looked completely bewildered.
What's wrong now?
He didn't cause any trouble today...
However, seeing his father in the video, who was furious and seemed to want to jump out of the screen and devour him, he didn't dare to say a word and obediently knelt down.
"Get up in an hour!"
Mr. Yu snorted coldly and hung up the phone.
He got up from his leather office chair and unconsciously began pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back.
As he walked, so engrossed in his thoughts, Mr. Yu accidentally bumped into the display cabinet with a "bang".
"Damn it!"
Mr. Yu rubbed his forehead, which was now red.
"Smack!"
A magazine with a dreamy pink cover fell out of the display cabinet and landed at Mr. Yu's feet.
The open page reads: "How to Write a Good CEO Romance Novel: Proposal Lines..."
Yu's father glanced at it.
Suddenly, a brilliant idea struck him...
...
11:45, Top floor conference room of Jianbing Group.
Looking at Yu's father's beaming face, Chu Xiao couldn't help but marvel at his acting skills.
This old man is clearly about to have a piece of his flesh cut off, yet he can still laugh. His acting skills are not only no worse than those of professional actors, but even an Oscar would have to admit defeat.
“Mr. Jian, 18% is too much.” Mr. Yu pushed over a revised agreement. “We voluntarily raise it to 20%, plus priority leasing rights for ten prime shops in North China.”
Chu Xiao narrowed his eyes.
If her investigation was correct, she remembered that those ten stores accounted for 13% of the Malatang Group's annual profits.
Why is Mr. Yu suddenly being so generous?
Chu Xiao lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly: "Chairman Yu is indeed straightforward. However..."
She looked up. "I want to change the seventh rule."
Assistant Wang dutifully swiped across the screen—
Original clause: Mr. Yu Chun shall accompany Ms. Chu Xiao to at least one public event per week.
Revised version: Mr. Yu Chun is required to submit a daily "Spicy Hot Pot with Pancake R&D Log" to Ms. Chu Xiao until the new product's gross profit margin reaches 60%.
"Deal," Mr. Yu readily agreed.
Chu Xiao frowned.
They agreed to that? So readily?
“Let’s add another clause,” Mr. Yu suggested quite naturally. “If the marriage lasts for three years, how about returning 5% of the shares as a loyalty reward?”
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