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Chapter 805 - 806: Riding the Tiger, Hard to Dismount

Chapter 805: Chapter 806: Riding the Tiger, Hard to Dismount

In Jincheng, the highest realm an Ancient Martial Artist could reach was merely the Transformation Realm, and I could completely overpower them with my strength.

If this Long Aotian dared to scheme against me, then I wouldn’t mind turning him into a cripple.

"Director Yang, hello, and to all the shareholders, it’s an honor to be invited by Vice President Zhao to attend your shareholder meeting. I heard that some of your company’s shareholders wish to transfer their shares, and I’m willing to offer a fair price, buying at ten yuan per share," the guest said upon arrival, having already briefed Long Aotian about the situation.

Although spending ten yuan per share meant he would have to shell out tens of millions more in funds, compared to that plot of land, this kind of spending was still worthwhile.

"I think Mr. Long, you have misunderstood," said Yang Mingzhu, the general manager, who naturally had to speak up at this time. She first coldly glanced at Zhao Zhicheng, then continued indifferently, "The price of ten yuan is the preferential rate reserved for our company’s major shareholder to acquire the shares first. If Mr. Long can only offer ten yuan as well, then I’m afraid, our shareholders are unlikely to transfer their shares to you."

"Oh, that’s simple," laughed Long Aotian before turning to Zhao Zhicheng, "As long as Vice President Zhao transfers the shares to me, I would then become a shareholder of Zhiwei and naturally can purchase at that price."

"That could work," said Yang Mingzhu as she exchanged a glance with Li Changlin, everything was progressing as Li Changlin had predicted, "Vice President Zhao, are you truly willing to transfer your shares? You must understand, you are the company’s second-largest shareholder. Without the company’s shares, that means you can no longer hold a position at the company."

Actually, from the start, Yang Mingzhu had already stated that Zhao Zhicheng would not be allowed to hold a position within the company, but saying it now had a different implication.

"There’s no need to worry about that, Director Yang," laughed Long Aotian heartily, "when the time comes, Vice President Zhao will serve as the first vice president of Long Real Estate. I believe that at Long’s, he will find better opportunities for development." Long Aotian had already come to an agreement with Zhao Zhicheng, waiting for his successful takeover of Zhiwei before transferring that piece of land to Long Real Estate. At that time, Zhiwei would be insignificant in his eyes, so why not just give it to Zhao Zhicheng!

"Then congratulations are in order for Vice President Yang," said Yang Mingzhu nonchalantly with a nod and then turned to Zhao Zhicheng, "Vice President Zhao, I want to confirm one last time if you are truly willing to transfer your shares. All the shareholders are here now, and I hope you won’t make a mistake!"

Yang Mingzhu’s words came with a hint of solemnity, but in the ears of Long Aotian and Zhao Zhicheng, they assumed it to be anxiety and unease.

Long An, standing behind Long Aotian, frowned slightly, sensing something amiss, yet unable to pinpoint the problem.

Next to him, Zhao Zhicheng had already nodded, without a trace of hesitation, "That’s right, I’ve made up my mind to transfer my shares."

"Good, if that’s the case, Xiaoyu, bring the documents, and ask Vice President Yang to sign," Yang Mingzhu turned her head slightly, instructing her secretary seated on the left at a position slightly to the back.

"Yes," Xiaoyu hurriedly stood up, carrying two sets of documents that had been prepared in advance, and walked over to Zhao Zhicheng, presenting them, "Vice President Zhao, you just need to sign here, and the funds will be directly transferred to your salary account."

"What, what is this?" Zhao Zhicheng was momentarily startled, taking the documents in shock.

"The share transfer agreement, of course!" Xiaoyu blinked innocently.

"Bu-but wasn’t I supposed to sign a contract with Mr. Long?" Zhao Zhicheng was a bit dumbfounded and quickly turned his gaze to Long Aotian.

"Damn it!" It was then that Long An finally realized the situation and whispered a few words into Long Aotian’s ear.

"Yang Mingzhu, you’re playing me, aren’t you!" As Long An finished speaking, a flash of anger crossed Long Aotian’s eyes.

"Mr. Long, what do you mean by that?" Yang Mingzhu pursed her lips and spoke lightly, "According to Zhiwei Real Estate’s shareholder agreement, since Zhao Zhicheng as the second-largest shareholder wants to transfer his shares, I, as the largest shareholder, naturally have the right of first refusal. Mr. Long, although you are the investor brought in by Zhao Zhicheng, such matters of share acquisition should at least be approved by me as the major shareholder before any decision can be made, right?"

"You, well done!" Long Aotian banged on the table, staring angrily.

"Mr. Long, there’s no harm in business not concluding, why be so angry!" Yang Mingzhu replied calmly with a smile and then looked at Zhao Zhicheng, "Vice President Zhao, is there anything else you would like to say? Or perhaps you are planning to back out now!"

"Yang Mingzhu, you’re ruthless!" The situation had changed too rapidly, truly beyond Zhao Zhicheng’s expectations.

To be honest, he could refuse to sign the contract.

However, with all the company’s shareholders present, if he backed out now, he would truly be embarrassed.

And after this, he would also no longer have the face to stay with the company.

In such a case, despite being Zhiwei’s second-largest shareholder, he would be isolated.

Thus, under these circumstances, it would be better to transfer his shares.

Only, in his heart, he really couldn’t swallow this grievance.

Damn it, Yang Mingzhu was too harsh, even more ruthless than her father!

"Yang Mingzhu, aren’t you afraid I’ll keep suppressing Zhiwei!" Long Aotian, having torn off the pretense, now had no reservations and directly threatened.

"It turns out all of this was your doing!"

"I knew it, Zhao Zhicheng must have been involved too."

"Looks like we’ve come to a face-off!"

"Damn, who would have thought Zhao Zhicheng would be this sort of person!"

Long Aotian’s words set off a wave of anger among all the shareholders.

Long An wanted to remind Long Aotian to stay calm, but it was already too late.

As expected, with just a few words, Yang Mingzhu had placed them into a predicament.

Who could have imagined, Yang Zhiwei actually had such a cunning daughter.

It seems, dealing with Zhiwei would need a long-term plan!

In the heart of Long An, unease swept across him as he glanced at Li Changlin.

This young man with Late Stage of Transformation Realm Cultivation was truly the one he feared.

If Yang Mingzhu didn’t have Li Changlin’s support, he could still use the tactics he had against Yang Zhiwei, either to send Yang Mingzhu to prison or arrange an Assassin to take her life.

However, that was no longer possible.

Li Changlin was an Ancient Martial Artist of the Late Threshold Stage, and if someone like him turned against the Long Family, there would be no way for them to escape unscathed.

So, at this moment, Long An was extremely vigilant.

"Mr. Long, let’s not talk about threats. I’m actually very curious. Our Zhiwei is but a small company, what exactly is it that has caught the interest of Long Group to the point of orchestrating such a grand play? Staging a coup, sowing discord, you’ve used every trick. What exactly do you want!" Yang Mingzhu stood up, calmly facing Long Aotian.