The office of Chen Zhongyuan is located on the top floor, facing south, in the Huanyu Tower.
Spacious and luxurious, it boasts an excellent view and ample natural light.
Chen Zhongyuan stands in front of the translucent panoramic window, holding a phone conversation.
His broad back almost fused with the Victoria Harbour on the other side, but it didn't lose its erect posture. He exuded an aura of prestige and aloofness.
Hu Feng waited at the door for a while, only entering after the boss had finished the phone call and knocked on the door.
He walked to the man's back and said, "Mr. Chen, the list you requested last night has been prepared, along with the detailed information of the companies behind each person."
Chen Zhongyuan turned around, tossing his phone carelessly onto the desk.
He reached out to take the documents from Hu Feng's hand, then walked back to the desk and sat down, lowering his gaze to begin looking through them.
Shen Zhiyu: The eldest son of the Songzhi Group, borrowing 30 million yuan from Zhou Jiatong.
Shao Wanning: Shinhan Network Technology, borrowing 20 million yuan from Zhou Jiatong.
His thin lips pressed into a straight line, his gaze deep and intense as he looked at Hu Feng, "Just these two?"
"Yes, both Shen Zhiyu and Shao Wanning have a good relationship with Zhou Jiatong. When Zhou Jiatong asked for loans from them, they both agreed without hesitation, and the money was transferred immediately."
Hu Feng paused for a moment, then added, "That night in the private room of the horse racing event, it was Shen Zhiyu who took the photos and sent them to Zhou Jiatong. Within 10 minutes after that, Zhou Jiatong called him to ask for a loan."
Chen Zhongyuan lightly tapped the knuckles of his right index finger against the desktop, thinking for a moment, "I recall that Shen Zhiyu has a younger brother called Shen Zhiqi, who recently returned from studying in the UK. Try to convince Shen Zhiyu's parents to transfer the inheritance to Shen Zhiqi."
Hu Feng immediately understood the boss's intent upon hearing this.
For these princely sons of the wealthy, losing their inheritance is more painful than being killed.
"As for Shen Zhiyu, arrange for his hands to be chopped off."
Chen Zhongyuan spoke in a detached tone.
The voice was monotonous with no fluctuations, yet it caused an unexplainable shiver.
Hu Feng knew at once that this was the boss's way of punishing Shen Zhiyu for secretly taking photos and sending them to Zhou Jiaotecheng.
"Shinhan Network acquisition."
Chen Zhongyuan dealt with Shen Zhiyu and then continued to give orders.
"All right."
Hu Feng remembered the boss's instructions and continued his report, "The investigation report for Jiayi Group is ready, here's the acquisition plan, please take a look."
Chen Zhongyuan looked at it for a moment and felt that there were no problems with the plan.
This can be said to strictly adhere to the Hong Kong corporate law for formulation and execution.
But given his understanding of Zhou Baijian, he's likely to never agree to the group being controlled by others, no matter what.
Even if the price is offered as high as possible, he wouldn't agree to it.
"How many shareholders does Jiayi Group have? How much stock do those shareholders hold in total?"
Chen Zhongyuan took out a cigar, placed it between his lips, lit it, took two puffs, and then gently exhaled a thin wisp of smoke. Through the smoke, he looked at Hu Feng with squinted eyes and asked.
Hu Feng looked at the boss and pondered for a moment before saying, "There are 10 shareholders in Jiayi Group, among whom Zhou Baijian holds 45%, Zhou Baijian's wife An Zhaoru holds 10%, Zhou Jiatong also holds 10%, and the remaining 35% is split among other shareholders."
"That means the Zhou family, consisting of three people, owns 65% of Jiayi Group's shares?"
Chen Zhongyuan knocked off some ashes, leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and showed off his black, shiny leather shoes, a sign of a successful man.
He coldly mocked, "Zhou Baijian is indeed dotes on his wife and daughter. They even gave each 10% of the shares."
Hu Feng stood in place, without speaking.
"Zhou Jiatong is already dead, what does she need with shares? Find a way to get those 10% of shares."
Chen Zhongyuan's thin lips curled up slightly, and he continued to give a detached order, "Buy all the shares held by the other shareholders as well."
"All right."
Hu Feng noted the boss's instructions.
Subsequently, he furrowed his brow and looked at Chen Zhongyuan, "But even if we obtain these shares, we will only have 45%, which is the same as Zhou Baijian's share. It's hard to control Jiayi Group effectively."
Moreover, Zhou Baijian also has the 10% of shares held by his wife.
"Then get the 10% of shares from his wife's hands as well. As for what methods to use, it's none of my business."
Chen Zhongyuan slowly extinguished the butt of his cigar, a serious expression on his face as he spoke.
Hu Feng watched his boss with a deep and mysterious expression, a little confused and puzzled, "What does Mr. Chen mean?"
Chen Zhongyuan's lips curled slightly at the sides, glanced at him, and said coldly, "Zhou Baijian's wife has a man she loves deeply. It's said that man got a divorce and recently returned to Hong Kong for business. You can start with him."
Hu Feng widened his eyes to look at Chen Zhongyuan, as if he were getting to know him for the first time, with a surprised expression on his face.
Come up with the idea of hooking a man to seduce Zhou Baijian's wife? I wonder how Mr. Chen comes up with such a thing.
Is that a bit too shameless?
Chen Zhongyuan felt a bit uncomfortable being looked at by his subordinate, gave him a stern glance, and said dissatisfied, "The market is like a battlefield. Any means are acceptable, so go and do your work!"
"Yes, sir..."
Hu Feng shivered from the boss's stern gaze and dared not continue looking. He quickly left the boss's office.
He returned to the general office and immediately began looking for the background of the white moon that Zhou Baijian's wife loved.
Xue Mulin was born into an ordinary family in Beijing. When he was young, he had wandered around Hong Kong and accidentally encountered An Zhao Ruo, the wife of Zhou Baijian.
At that time, An Zhao Ruo was not married and had not married Zhou Baijian.
Xue Mulin and An Zhao Ruo were in a long-term romantic relationship for a long time, and their feelings were very good, almost to the point of discussing marriage.
But they were separated due to some reasons.
Hu Feng had just finished reviewing An Zhao Ruo's information when he was about to arrange someone to contact Xue Mulin...
Just as Yaya suddenly approached, whispering, "A Feng, I have a question for you."
Hu Feng looked up at her, "What is it?"
Yaya got close to Hu Feng's ear, smiled mischievously, and asked, "Mr. Chen said that Yuyao will not come to the company for work for a while, but he asked you to keep her position. Do you know the reason?"
Hu Feng glanced at her, "What's the point of being so curious? Knowing too much is not good for you. I advise you to mind your own business."
Yaya's expression stiffened slightly, unable to speak after being stopped by Hu Feng. She glared at him and then left.
Banshan Villa, Baidao Road.
Yuyao lay in the rocking chair in the garden, scrolling through news or occasionally playing a few games.
It was so boring that there was nothing to do, and she could only use this to kill time.
Time unknowingly passes.
The warm evening sun casts a golden glow, wrapping the earth in a golden shawl.
Yuyao looked at the time, guessing that Yuyuanlin should have finished work, so she made a call to him.
The phone was answered quickly, and Yuyuanlin's worried voice could be heard.
"Ao Yao, your phone has been unreachable all night, and you didn't come home last night. We were worried about you and thought something might have happened to you..."
Yuyao held the phone to her ear, "Dad, I'm sorry. When I left last night, didn't I tell you that I was going back to the company to work overtime? My phone ran out of battery, so I didn't receive your calls. I wanted to call you back during the day, but then thought you were at work so I didn't."
"That's good. Nothing is wrong."
On the phone, Yuyuanlin breathed a sigh of relief, "Come home early when you finish work. Don't stay overnight working like last night again. Although you're young, staying up late often is not good for your health."
Yuyao looked down at the bandages wrapped around her arm, hesitated, and said, "Dad, I might not be able to go home for the next few days..."
"What did you say? You won't come home for days? Ao Yao, be honest with your dad, have you been dating someone?"
Before she could finish speaking, Yuyuanlin's voice on the phone rose significantly.
With a tone filled with questioning.
Yuyao's expression stiffened slightly, and she didn't know how to answer suddenly, holding the phone for half a day without speaking.
On the phone, Yuyuanlin knew that his guess was true as his daughter didn't speak up. His daughter had indeed been in a relationship.
He feared that those "night overtime" excuses were just pretexts, and she might be hanging out somewhere else.
Thinking about this, Yuyuanlin felt that his daughter had gone wrong. He got angry and said, "Ao Yao, when you date someone, Dad doesn't object, but you should at least bring the person home to show us. And staying out all night like that is not good."
"Dad, I said I was working overtime at the company..."
Yuyao explained awkwardly.
On the phone, Yuyuanlin definitely didn't believe it, "Don't deceive me. You have to come back tonight."
"Buzz buzz buzz..."
Yuyao wanted to say something, but the phone had been hung up by Yuyuanlin.
