The company has become a market darling with annual sales of HK$800 million and a market value of nearly HK$1.7 billion.
Coming back in this life, he not only had plenty of time, but also knew Liu Xiangnian's moves, just like playing a game. Liu Xiangnian said he wanted to help him, but in fact he wanted to force him by controlling production. If he wanted to acquire, he could either acquire through the secondary market or through shareholder transfer, and he would take advantage of the situation and make a profit.
Fan Qi: "So he acquired it for nothing?"
"If he wants to buy it, let him buy it. If he buys it, it will be a waste of his money." Chen Zhiqian stopped at a red light and looked at Fan Qi. "The big boss has a lot of money anyway, so this little money doesn't matter."
"Too!"
The car arrived at the Yuan Group Building located in Repulse Bay. The original owner had never really appreciated this building, but Fan Qi fell in love with it at first sight. The smooth curve transition added softness to the simple white exterior wall.
Fan Qi pushed the door and got out of the car. Chen Zhiqian followed her, locked the car and went in with her.
"Don't go. I can handle the formalities quickly. Just wait for me in the car."
"I'll go in with you. I'm going to see an elder." Chen Zhiqian said as he walked forward with her.
The ground floor of the adjacent annex building is the business hall of Shanghai Commercial Bank. It is called Shanghai Commercial Bank, but there is no such bank in Shanghai.
This bank, like the Yuan Building in front of us, is an institution that moved south during the war years.
Entering the hall, you will see large white walls, light-colored wood accents, and rounded lines everywhere. The curved light-colored wood stair railing on the right winds up and connects to the railing of the open platform upstairs.
At this time, an old man in a suit and smoking a cigar walked out of the platform and bowed his head and said, "Zhiqian, come up."
This old gentleman is Yuan Zai De, an entertainment tycoon in Hong Kong. His family founded Yongyu Film Company in Shanghai in the 1930s. After the September 18th Incident, Mr. Yuan was sent to Hong Kong to start Yongyu’s journey to build a media empire.
By the way, Father Chen told Liu Xiangnian that the old man who was assassinated during the occupation of Gangcheng was the father of Mr. Yuan.
Chen Zhiqian reached out and grabbed Fan Qi: "Come on, come with me to meet Grandpa Yuan."
Ah? Chen Zhiqian actually called this guy "Grandpa"?
Fan Qi followed him upstairs, and Chen Zhiqian came to Mr. Yuan and said, "Grandpa Yuan, this is my wife Fan Qi."
"Hello, Grandpa Yuan." Fan Qi followed suit obediently.
"What a perfect match." Mr. Yuan turned around and said, "Let's go to my office for tea."
Fan Qi was led forward by Chen Zhiqian. She did not move forward and tugged at Chen Zhiqian, who whispered in her ear, "I won't delay your formalities."
Mr. Yuan went upstairs and the two followed him.
There are round windows of various sizes on a large wall. Who came up with the idea that even the walls can be made into polka-dot style?
Through these circular glass windows is the sea view of Repulse Bay.
"What are you looking at?" Chen Zhiqian asked her.
"This building is so beautiful, both outside and inside." Fan Qi exclaimed softly.
Mr. Yuan stopped and said, “These little details are all your grandmother’s ideas.”
"Ah? Grandma's idea? The 1930s?" This minimalist style would still be considered trendy even in the 21st century.
"Yes! This building was designed jointly by Marcus and your grandmother. The main body was designed by Marcus, and the details were completed by Wanyin. It has been maintained according to the original drawings over the years and has hardly changed." Mr. Yuan's voice was full of nostalgia.
"My dad came to Hong Kong City too hastily this time. I must let him come for a visit next time."
"It's been forty years since we last met. Back then, your father was just a child, and now you're a young man. Time really makes people grow old." Mr. Yuan was full of emotion and took the two of them to his office.
Arriving at the office door, Fan Qi said to Chen Zhiqian: "How about you have tea with Mr. Yuan while I go downstairs to handle the formalities."
Mr. Yuan turned around and said, "I'll have someone come up to do it for you."
Fan Qi just sat in Mr. Yuan's large office with a great sea view and watched Chen Zhiqian and Mr. Yuan drinking tea.
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