"Zhou Jian, I never imagined you would be this kind of person." Hearing Zhou Jian’s words, Zhou Dafu trembled with rage. Zhou Jian had always claid to be his underling, but faced with danger, the guy had completely disassociated himself, proving to be a despicable two-faced scoundrel.
"Sorry, Young Master Fu, I’m just telling the truth," Zhou Jian shrugged, speaking righteously: "I am a salaried worker, fundantally different from you shareholders. Since you’ve decided to sell the company, I can only pledge my loyalty to the new owner."
"Shaless." Zhou Dafu bit back a curse, only to be held back by Zhou Xianyi.
"Haha, well said, Zhou Jian, assessing the situation and knowing current affairs is a sign of a wise man." Qin Aotian burst into laughter, very pleased with Zhou Jian’s actions. He also felt a tinge of regret that such a talent hadn’t been promoted and utilized in his company before—it was a real waste.
"Cut the crap, just sign the share transfer agreent now, and after you sell the company to us, all of you can get lost." Jack urged impatiently.
"That’s right, that’s right, hurry up and get it done; I still have to go get married." Yao Buji, still engrossed in looking at a photograph, spoke eagerly.
Although knowing the matter was already settled, none of the people from the three families wished to speak first, all reluctant to sell the Minghuang Group.
Especially Zhou Dafu, who once promised to properly manage the Minghuang Group, but now, with Tang Ming just recently having disappeared, the company was about to fall into the hands of their enemies. He felt so guilty; he wanted to die.
Seeing that none of the big families spoke up, Zhou Jian said helplessly: "Gentlen, since you’ve already decided to sell the company, don’t be silent now. Let serve you one last ti."
No sooner had he spoken than Zhou Jian took out three shares transfer agreents and handed them to Qin Aotian, explaining, "These are the share transfer agreents prepared by the three families. The price is reasonable, based on the market valuation. The current market price of the Minghuang Group is 540 million. Subtracting the 60% owned by Chairman Tang, who is missing, the remaining 40%, all here, is valued at 216 million. If you have no objections, sign and pay, and the contract will take effect imdiately."
"Tang Ming is already missing, and he’s probably dead. All his shares are now company property. Once you get these shares, the Minghuang Group will belong to you," Zhou Jian further explained.
"You traitor, Zhou Jian, my boss will never die; he will co back sooner or later!" Upon hearing Zhou Jian suggest Tang Ming might be dead, Zhou Dafu imdiately roared in anger.
"My mistake, my mistake," Zhou Jian said with an embarrassed smile, apologizing: "I was rely informing these gentlen about the situation in our company."
"Hmph, he’s not wrong; Tang Ming must be dead." Qin Aotian snorted coldly, giving Zhou Dafu a hostile look: "You’d better pray that Tang Ming is already dead because once he falls into my hands, I’ll make him beg for death but will not let him die."
"You..." Hearing this, Zhou Dafu abruptly rose to his feet.
"Stop talking!" Zhou Xianyi quickly held Zhou Dafu back, afraid of angering Qin Aotian further.
Zhou Dafu sat back down, fuming, recalling how even the elder Zhou was no match for Jin Gang, which cald him down a bit.
Ma Benyue had a complex expression on his face. He knew Qin Aotian’s words, though infuriating, were true. Tang Ming was just a Two-star Martial Artist and no match for a Four-star Martial Master. Even if his cultivation hadn’t been wasted, he still couldn’t contend with Jin Gang and that Yao Buji.
"Qin Aotian, we admit defeat; you sign your na, you pay the money, and the Minghuang Group is yours!" Ma Benyue gritted his teeth and spoke with a pained expression.
"Of course, I will sign the contract, but not the one you have prepared." Qin Aotian threw the docunt that Zhou Jian had handed him onto the table, took out several contracts he had prepared in advance from his bag, handed them to Zhou Jian, and said, "We’ll sign this contract instead, show it to your bosses, will you?"
"So you already had preparations in place!" Zhou Jian was slightly surprised, quickly taking the contracts and after looking at them for a mont, his face turned pale.
"This, this might not be too appropriate, right?" Zhou Jian said to Qin Aotian, looking troubled.
"Hmph, your bosses don’t have objections, why are you speaking out of turn?" Jack snorted coldly, speaking with undeniable authority: "This is the price we’ve set, you have no room to bargain."
Hearing this, the expressions of Li Xiangui, Ma Benyue, and Zhou Dafu all soured. They had anticipated that Qin Aotian would not offer the market price for the Minghuang Group and would try to lowball, but they didn’t know to what extent.
The Minghuang Group, though it was Tang Ming’s company, was managed and invested in by the three families. Just the Minghuang Building provided by the Li Family was worth hundreds of millions. The Zhou Family and the Ma Family had also invested a lot, and although they had made so money in the past two months, they hadn’t yet recouped the investnt cost, and even selling at market price would incur significant losses.
Now seeing Qin Aotian and the others lowering the price, the people from the three families were prepared for a heavy loss.
Although they were prepared ntally, when they saw the price on the contract, they still fud with rage, their faces turning red, unable to contain their anger.
"Qin Aotian, you’re going too far, offering one dollar for our shares. Why don’t you just rob us?" Ma Benyue roared uncontrollably, and Li Xiangui along with the Zhou father and son were also seething with anger.
The purchase price marked on the contract prepared by Qin Aotian was only one dollar, and it was for the shares of all three families—the Zhou Family, the Ma Family, and the Li Family had to split this one dollar among them.
"Haha, you’re right, we are basically robbing you!" Qin Aotian admitted with a smile on his face while looking at the three families bristling with the intensity of people ready to eat him alive.
"Hmph, giving you one dollar is already being generous!" Jack snorted coldly, speaking emotionlessly: "I and the Qin Family have irreconcilable enmity with Tang Ming, and all of you are Tang Ming’s supporters. If it weren’t for wanting to acquire the Minghuang Group, I would have killed all of you by now, instead of needing to buy your shares."
"This is outrageous; you are too much." Zhou Dafu, boiling with anger, stomped his feet and said through clenched teeth: "I’m not selling now. If you’ve got the guts, just kill ."
Zhou Dafu was originally unwilling to sell the company, and now, facing these robbers, the courage instilled in him by Tang Ming began to surface.
"Since you seek death, then I’ll fulfill your wish!" Jin Gang snorted coldly as he raised his hand and slapped towards Zhou Dafu from a distance.
"No... Ah!" Zhou Xianyi realized the danger too late, and as he stood up to push Zhou Dafu out of the way, he was hit by an invisible force in the back, and let out a scream.
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