Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 150 Love to Sell or Not to Sell_1

The fairy rose to her feet and took her seat on the sofa, making a point of bumping into Xiao Ming with a measure of displeasure.

"What’s with calling me to the hospital so early in the morning?" Zhou Qingyuan asked while yawning.

"Last night, as soon as that ancient tomb appeared, Dabang was finished, and with just a little bit of maneuvering on our part to push it into bankruptcy and liquidation, it will be a breeze.

When the time comes, wouldn’t it be better to snap it up for a song, instead of going to the trouble of buying from its shareholders?"

Xiao Ming gave her a sidelong glance, "Didn’t your dad give you any instructions before you came?"

"He told me to bring eyes and ears but keep my mouth shut, follow your orders, and learn from you properly."

Zhou Qingyuan pouted, "Sometimes I really wonder if you’re his illegitimate son.

Ever since you showed up, my dad doesn’t care about me anymore."

"Even if I were an illegitimate son, I’d be your grandfather’s, don’t forget you’re supposed to call me uncle."

After tapping the girl’s head, Xiao Ming said, "Think about it, what would happen if Dabang truly went bankrupt?"

"Of course it would be liquidated and auctioned off to pay off the debts..."

Zhou Qingyuan stopped short and then said, "Are you worried about other companies competing with us to snatch it up?

Looking across the entire province, who has the guts to challenge Canghai Group besides the Yun Family?"

"Look at that smug look on your face!" Xiao Ming said with disdain, "Even the all-powerful Canghai Group doesn’t have the right to eat its fill while not letting others have a sip of the soup, right?

Being a glutton is a big taboo in the business world."

"If they want some soup, just give them a little, that’s no big deal."

"It’s not a big deal indeed, but the board of directors would be swamped with a bunch of minor shareholders, and no matter what I want to do, I’d have to waste my time convincing them first.

I’d rather spend that time with my wife and kids.

Besides, I worked hard to take Dabang down, why should I let a bunch of flies reap the benefits without any effort?"

Zhou Qingyuan finally understood what he meant, "Didn’t you just say that being a glutton is a big no-no?"

"It’s called being a glutton when everyone has an opportunity to fight over it and you forcefully monopoly it. Right now, Dabang isn’t dead yet, and if I buy it, that’s called skill, get it?"

Zhou Qingyuan blinked and hugged Xiao Ming’s arm, giggling, "I knew you cared about me. How much of Dabang are we from Canghai going to get today?"

Xiao Ming looked down at her hand, "Let go, or if it’s over five percent, I’ll take your surname."

"Pfft! A little hug isn’t going to kill you, stingy!" The girl grumbled and mocked, but obediently released him.

"Dabang’s major shareholders amount to six, holding a combined total of 82% of the shares." Xiao Ming continued, "Among them, Cao Zhining holds 27%, and there’s another institution with government officer backing holding 6%. Disregard those two for the moment.

The remaining four will all be coming later. Get your computer ready, log in to the Hong Kong Stock Exchange, and wait for my command."

"Are you planning to swallow up all 49% held by those four? How will we divide it?" Zhou Qingyuan asked.

"We’ll split the funding equally, but the shareholding will be 29% for me, 20% for Canghai Group."

Zhou Qingyuan instinctively wanted to object, but reflecting that she certainly couldn’t argue better than Xiao Ming and that her father had relinquished control entirely, she could only sulk and give up with her cheeks puffed out.

In the end, it was Xiao Ming who had brought Dabang to its knees. Agreeing to share with Canghai was a matter of friendship, and a premium was only right and proper to divide.

Then both went silent, one sending messages, the other opening her laptop, each busy with their own tasks.

Jiang Lei lay half-reclining in the hospital bed, trying to recall all the conversation he had just heard, realizing he didn’t understand most of it, but he did grasp one thing.

The brother-in-law was going to take down Dabang Group together with the Zhou Family, both sides spending the same amount of money, but the brother-in-law would take the larger share, without any opposition from the Zhou Family.

Is this how business is done?

Fascinating.

Around 9:30, there was another knock at the door, and Zhou Qingyuan, following Xiao Ming’s instructions, went to open it.

Outside stood a total of five people, four men and one woman.

The woman, close to fifty, was well-preserved and elegantly dressed. It was obvious she had been quite attractive in her youth. She was none other than Yuan Xiangmei, Cao Zhining’s wife, who had cuckolded him for decades.

She stood at the forefront, initially wearing a face of arrogance until she saw that the person opening the door was none other than Zhou Jicang’s heiress. Her once erect spine couldn’t help but bend a little.

"Miss Zhou, you... "

Zhou Qingyuan glanced over them and turned back into the room, "Come in, Xiao... My uncle has been waiting for you for quite a while."

A single "my uncle" caused the hearts of the five people to skip a beat, and the confidence they had mustered before arriving began to wane.

In negotiations, seizing the initiative is especially important.

Zhou Qingyuan, having been raised by Zhou Jicang since childhood, naturally understood the intention behind Xiao Ming’s specific instruction for her to open the door.

After all, no matter how formidable Xiao Ming’s tactics were, Ruiye Holdings was a new player, less than a month old, inherently lacking the deterrent power of Canghai Group.

Simply put, it was nothing but borrowed authority.

The five of them entered the hospital room in sequence and were startled at the sight of Jiang Lei lying in the hospital bed.

"He’s my brother-in-law who suffered a minor injury. As I’m unable to leave his side, I arranged to meet all of you distinguished directors here. My apologies for any inconvenience.

Qingyuan, pour the tea."

Xiao Ming’s words were polite, but he remained seated without a move, and as Zhou Qingyuan set out five disposable paper cups and filled them with water from a thermos, the expressions of the five guests turned even uglier.

Especially Cao Bangxi, standing behind his mother Yuan Xiangmei, his face flushed with rage, wishing he could just turn around and leave.

Unfortunately, he did not dare to.

Dabang was on the brink of ruin, and the shares he held were about to become worthless. At this juncture, the only person willing to make an offer for them was Xiao Ming.

No matter how much it went against his grain, he had to bite his tongue and bow his head.

In the hospital room, there were only two sofas, one for two people and another for one.

Yuan Xiangmei took a seat on the single sofa, while Xiao Ming and Zhou Qingyuan occupied the double one, leaving the remaining three directors to sit on stools around the coffee table.

As for Cao Bangxi, he could only stand behind his mother.

"Mr. Xiao," Yuan Xiangmei began, "you called us this morning, which clearly shows you are well aware of the current situation.

Since we have come at your invitation, there’s no need to speak of our sincerity. Please, just make your offer."

"Ms. Yuan is direct, so let’s not beat around the bush."

Xiao Ming turned to Zhou Qingyuan with a smile, "Has the Hong Kong Stock Exchange opened yet? What’s Dabang’s current stock price?"

"It opened low at 0.93 Hong Kong dollars, nearly 8% down from yesterday’s closing price."

As Zhou Qingyuan’s words fell, the faces of Yuan Xiangmei and the other four turned extremely sour.

At yesterday’s close, Dabang’s market value was nearly 1.8 billion. An 8% drop at opening meant that almost 150 million had evaporated overnight. How could they not be distressed?

After glancing at the trend line on the computer screen, Xiao Ming said indifferently, "Given the circumstances, I am willing to offer 0.3 Hong Kong dollars per share for all the Dabang shares you hold. What do you think?"

"What?"

Before Yuan Xiangmei and the others could respond, Cao Bangxi burst out, furious, "Xiao Ming, are you f***ing looting a burning house?"

Xiao Ming narrowed his eyes, "Wet Crotch, do you need me to remind you and the other distinguished directors that Dabang’s fate today is all because you offended someone you shouldn’t have?"

Cao Bangxi was taken aback and looked at the other three directors, who indeed stared back at him furiously, as if they were ready to tear him apart.

"Xi, you have no place to speak here. Go stand in the back!"

Yuan Xiangmei scolded him, then said to Xiao Ming, "Mr. Xiao, when it comes to business, whether buying or selling anything, it’s all about being reasonable and fair.

Offering three dimes for something worth nine, that doesn’t seem like a serious offer."

"Oh, my apologies." Xiao Ming nodded sincerely, "Considering the disrespect shown by your son just now, I’m quite unhappy.

Therefore, the new price is: 0.29 Hong Kong dollars per share. Take it or leave it!"