The acquisition activity in Hong Kong lasted for twelve working days. Now Wu Genshui felt like he was dreaming, because half a month ago he was a poor little boss who was cornered in business.
Today, after the completion of the acquisition was announced, he has become the boss of the largest film company in Hong Kong. Although the majority of the shares are still in the hands of the eldest sister, it doesn't matter. In the words of the eldest sister, she doesn't pay much attention to such a small company. I'm not very interested in business. Generally speaking, whoever is in the position manages it, which means that although she spent money to do this, she doesn't care how to operate it. She just distributes the money at the end of each year. As for how to deal with the newly acquired company, it is natural. Treated by rootless water.
The composition of Lao Dongzi's company is relatively complex, but it still cannot withstand the terrifying money offensive. Although he is the company's largest shareholder, his shareholding ratio is less than 40%, only about 32%. And now Wu Genshui, who holds 57% of the shares of their company, has undoubtedly become the largest boss of the hostile company.
"Don't tell me, this big chair is just comfortable to sit on."
Wugenshui spun around on the chair in the old man's office: "You've done bad things here, right?"
The old man sitting on the sofa opposite had an expression that he no longer knew how to describe. He pursed his lips and said nothing, because he knew that he and his life's hard work were now in the hands of the junior opposite, and He still can't figure out what kind of power can acquire the shares of his company regardless of the cost. What can't be done with the money? I have to come here to waste my time.
But helplessness is nothing but helplessness, and complaints are complaints. Now it's a done deal. When Mei Junsheng came here holding the shares and asked for a shareholders' meeting, his lifelong pride could only be put aside.
"Huang Sheng, you said this life is really wonderful." Wu Genshui leaned on the boss's chair, put his feet on the luxurious table, looked at the ceiling, and murmured: "Who would have thought that this would happen? It’s such a solution, it’s just a trivial matter that’s not worth mentioning.”
After saying that, Wu Genshui picked up a document and asked the secretary next to him to hand it to the old man: "Huang Sheng, it's time to retire. Here is the share transfer contract, and I gave you an extra million. Is it enough? Not enough for me. I’ll give you another fifty thousand.”
Now he can't tell how much the old guy hates him. Maybe it's mostly due to a sense of powerlessness, because after Mei Junsheng held 57% of the shares here, he began to transfer them at extremely low prices. In the hands of fifteen subsidiaries under his name, this way he can avoid monopoly investigations and reasonably avoid taxes. More importantly, the result of this operation is that in just a few days, the old guy’s shares have gone from nearly 2 billion The U.S. dollar plummeted to less than 80 million U.S. dollars, and it continues to plummet.
Wugenshui somewhat admires the group of people supported by the eldest sister. They are all talented people. They can really control the market situation invisibly. In just a few days, they have completely destroyed the entire Hong Kong stock market. It was like a climax after another, and these experts directly destroyed the entire entertainment sector. Now in the environment of following the trend and selling, the stocks in the hands of the old man will increase by several million to tens of millions every day.
There is mafia capital in these stocks. If this hole cannot be filled in a short time, the only fate for the old guy is to jump off the building with his whole family like Ding Xie.
Eighty million U.S. dollars, this settlement price was barely enough to repay the funds to the Mafia. It might not be close, but he could still get a total of more than ten million U.S. dollars after selling several of his luxury properties.
After a lifetime of struggle, he had nothing in the end. The old man leaned on the sofa helplessly, pinching his forehead. I didn't expect that my retribution would come so quickly. A few days ago, I was humiliating the young man in front of me in the same way, but now I was greeted back in this way.
"I advise you to sign, otherwise things may not necessarily turn out this way tomorrow." Wu Genshui opened a book and read it for a few times, then threw it on the table: "Your daughter and son-in-law are in Canada, and your son Your daughter-in-law is in France, your granddaughter is studying in Germany, and your grandson is working as an artist in Italy. Ah, what a wealthy family. But you should know how the Mafia people do things, right? If you can't spend money these days Return it to them, and the only place your granddaughter will appear is in the Netherlands."
Hearing this, the old man's hands trembled. He took a deep breath, took the contract, and frowned as he hovered the pen over the signature. The most difficult thing in the world to write is your own name. Once you write this, all the past will become a blur.
At this time, Wugenshui stood up, playing with the ornaments on the old man's table, and walked up to him with a smile: "You tell me, what kind of woman has not played with you for so many years? You pretty girl, is it worth it for you to do this? You want to fuck me because of her, and now something happens to you, where is she?"
The old man signed his name with trembling hands, and then he leaned there motionless as if dead. But Wugenshui didn't bother to look at him again. He whistled, picked up the two contracts on the table, patted the old man on the forehead, and walked out.
"Okay, now you are the king of entertainment in Hong Kong." The lawyer next to Huniu smiled and said to Wu Genshui: "By the way, several of that person's properties have also been acquired by the way, what are you going to do with it? ?”
"Let's decorate it so that next time the Holy Lord comes to play, we will have a place to live." Wugenshui raised his head and smiled and said, "Everything is for the Holy Lord."
"Everything is for the Holy Lord."
Everyone around him shouted in unison, just like a cult organization, but in fact these social elites are actually affiliated with the Twelve Spirits, the secular part of the Twelve Spirits, and were all adopted by the eldest sister. Top talents trained by orphans. The concept they have been instilled in them since childhood is that everything is for the Holy Lord. Loyalty is gained directly, so there is no need to worry about their lack of trust.
Wugenshui glanced back and shrugged, but he didn't think there was anything strange about it. After all, it should be taken for granted.
This matter has been settled. Although there are still some tails to be dealt with, this is basically the ending. The only thing left is the heroine named Wang. Wugenshui directly issued an announcement that it is him. All entertainment companies under her name will no longer have any business dealings with Ms. Wang XX, and will permanently stop the distribution of films and TV series that have been completed and are being submitted for review.
Mei is now a big dark horse in the entertainment industry. After seeing this announcement, other entertainment companies will actually not have any contact with Ms. Wang anymore, because they will inevitably have to deal with Mei, just for a celebrity position. It’s really not worthwhile for a woman with bad reviews to deal with a business worth hundreds of millions.
At this moment, in GZ Film and Television City, Xiaoxiao was squatting next to her, eating a box lunch and waiting for the next scene to arrive. While she was eating, she was scrolling through her mobile phone, and suddenly she saw this notice from Mei. After seeing this, Xiaoxiao... Xiao was very excited and said to the colleague next to him: "Look at this!"
"It's really retribution. I've said before that this woman won't be popular for long. She has a financial backer and can do whatever she wants all day long."
Xiaoxiao continued to follow this article and found that so many things had happened during this period. Mei Corporation actually completed the reorganization and mergers and acquisitions, and ate up the company of the previous financial backer of Miss Wang...
"Is Mei's investment in our drama?"
"You don't know?" The colleague next to him was shocked: "When Wang drove away before, the person who came here was Mr. Mei himself. Didn't you see?"
"Ah?" Xiaoxiao looked confused: "Really?"
"Of course, I'm probably just angry. That's fine. We don't have to worry about being bullied if we follow Mr. Mei."
Xiao Xiao said oh, but she just thought it was a bit magical. She didn't think much about the rest. After all, she was so busy every day now. Two days ago, her mother ran over from the countryside because she was worried about her. Seeing her like this He simply lived here to take care of her. In the past few days, she was filming and looking for a new place to live. She really didn't even have enough time to sleep.
"Xiao Xiao, why hasn't the handsome guy who came with you a while ago been here these days?" A female costar in this drama came to Xiao Xiao curiously and asked, "He is super charming. Are you a couple?"
"Hahaha, don't talk nonsense. We are just ordinary friends." Xiaoxiao waved his hands repeatedly: "We are colleagues from the previous unit."
"Then don't blame us for being rude!"
Several young girls laughed together, and the feeling of youth burst out all of a sudden. However, they had no idea how the heroine named Wang disappeared, let alone the past ten days. The storm inside is turbulent.
As for the little brother they asked, he was sitting in the yard making rice cakes at this time, because today's main dish is fried cheese rice cakes, and insisting on making rice cakes by hand is a kind of respect for food.
There were no group performances these days, so the group leader over there didn't call Brother Zhang, and he naturally resumed his old cadre-style lifestyle. There was nothing uncomfortable with him. Because this is his life.
Sister Gou squatted on the ground and watched Brother Zhang making rice cakes. Nian Nian held a bowl and ate the hot rice cakes dipped in sugar with chopsticks. Xu Wei put the steamed glutinous rice in the basin next to Brother Zhang. Inside, Rhubarb was the only one lying on the treetops in the yard and taking a nap, his tail constantly rolling back and forth. Rhubarb's exclusive Bluetooth speaker was placed next to it, and the original soundtrack of Assassin's Creed Origins was playing in it, like a mummy. The taste.
"Is anyone here? Hello?"
At this time, there was a sound from the front. Brother Zhang stood up, wiped his hands, and put the rice cake hammer in front of Sister Dog: "Here we come."
