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Blackstone Code - Chapter 915

Published at 15th of March 2024 06:50:18 AM


Chapter 915

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"Meeting?"

A phone call went to lynch Blackstone capital's office and told him that the shareholders' meeting was being held all the time. I hope he can go there.

Generally speaking, the shareholders' meeting should be held at least one week in advance to remind those shareholders that no one can guarantee that all shareholders gather in the same city.

This was obviously an unexpected meeting.

"Are you going?" Vera asked softly, stroking Lynch's hair like a little boy.

Lynch had just slept with her for a while. She had never seen Lynch like that.

Like a child, the clean face has no confident sunshine smile that can infect everyone, no pressure that people dare not look directly at, no... Many things, only clean.

Clean, without a trace of dirt, he held her and soon fell asleep.

This is an expression of trust. Vera may not be aware of this, but Lynch's tranquility at this time has an unspeakable sense of "vulnerability".

It's not really fragile, but he gives people the feeling that he is very fragile. No matter how great his achievements outside, he is fragile at this time.

Until this moment, the phone disturbed them. Vera wanted to tear off the phone line and let Lynch sleep more.

She knows how energetic the boys are at this time and how much time they need to rest. After all, she is also a person from the past.

In her early twenties, she never felt that she was so easily tired and could fall asleep so easily.

Maybe it was just an early spring afternoon, sitting behind the glass window in the sun, turning over some fashionable magazines, so inadvertently closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Of course, energy is also true.

Her palm pressed on Lynch's forehead and pushed back. All her hair was tightly pressed between her palm and Lynch's scalp. "You can have a rest. If you don't show up, no one will go on with the meeting."

Lynch felt great. In fact, he didn't realize that he would fall asleep. He just took a deep breath, and then felt like... Like the latter atmosphere full of security, so an idea came to his mind——

Take a break, just close your eyes.

Then he fell asleep.

"If you respect others, they will respect you," Lynch said with a smile. "Well, if you don't want to be forced by others, don't give them these opportunities."

"I hope it's too late." Lynch took another deep breath in Vera's chest and straightened up.

Vera took the initiative to get out of the way and pulled Lynch up to tidy up his clothes for him.

He took her to sleep for a while. His clothes were wrinkled, which were not very elegant.

Fortunately, Lynch has proved that money is valuable. These clothes adopt the latest textile technology. They will have wrinkles. As long as they are paved, they can gradually recover and flatten.

Of course, its price is not cheap, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands. This price is enough to buy one or even several houses in the business districts of some cities.

That's why ordinary people don't really need to know this - they can't afford it if they know it. When they can afford it, they naturally don't need to know, because everyone is wearing these.

It's like they won't be interested in the fabric of their clothes now, and they won't be interested in it in the future.

Soon Lynch left the Blackstone capital building and took a bus to the everytime building. As soon as he got downstairs, he noticed that there were some motorcades parked here.

Obviously, many shareholders have been found by them, which is also a good time for them to choose.

The two companies announced that they would force the acquisition. Almost all shareholders came to buppen to wait for the opportunity every moment.

It may be to choose a more favorable price to sell the stocks in your hand, or it may be to see the specific situation here. In short, most people stay here.

If the acquisition is successful, it will eventually need to be temporarily delisted and resubmitted after asset restructuring, which is related to the vital interests of every shareholder. They can't leave here at this critical time.

"Mr. Lynch, please follow me."

As soon as I got off the bus, someone greeted me. The biggest feature of every moment is their service.

Some people describe them as service without bottom line. As long as customers need it, they can do anything!

Of course, the customers here refer to those rich people who spend less than one or two million on customized private services every year. For example, they occasionally buy a piece of the lowest grade miscellaneous color for $1.50, and have no plan to serve them for the time being.

The unlimited service made it the most impressive to the federal rich in the shortest time, and created a legend.

But now it seems that the legend is a little dangerous.

Under the guidance of relevant personnel of the company, Lynch came to the conference room. As soon as he opened the door, the lively conference room suddenly quieted down, and then issued a low voice again.

"Are you Mr. Lynch?" a guy who looked 30 years old took the initiative to come over. He held out his hand and made a gesture to shake hands with Lynch.

Lynch looked at him. He didn't know who this guy was. No one told him.

The man seemed to realize that he wanted to introduce himself at this time. It's not marilo here. Not everyone knows him. "My name is Sanchez. You can call me Sanchez."

Lynch held out his hand and shook it with him. He felt the scars and cocoons on his hand at the first time. Each one was hard poked and some scraped his hands.

"Hello, Mr. Sanchez. This is Lynch."

Sanchez had a rare smile on his face, "I know you, Mr. 10 billion."

Lynch's loudest title in the world is his "Mr. 10 billion". No matter how low the Galilee exchange rate was at that time, it was also 10 billion.

Even if it's just to calculate the weight of the paper, the money can't be taken out by an ordinary person.

The whole world knows that the Federation has the youngest Mr. 10 billion in the world, who has at least 10 billion in assets at a young age, which is really surprising.

The greater the fame, the wider the spread, and the greater the fame.

"I hope those tabloid reporters don't mess!" Lynch released his hand in a very popular manner. A self mockery can always get people's favor.

Sanchez smiled and turned to invite him to sit down. "Please sit down, we'll be waiting for you."

Lynch smiled and nodded to other shareholders. "The road is a little crowded. The traffic in bupayne is really terrible. I want to write a letter to complain about the inaction of the Transportation Bureau."

One sentence explained why he came so late. Of course, no one would really take this sentence seriously.

The president sits opposite Lynch all the time. The general shareholders' meeting will arrange seats according to the shareholding ratio. Lynch owns 20% of the shares and he is the major shareholder.

There are only presidents all the time.

Further down, there are some small shareholders. The fifth is the professional manager of Rongsheng gold bank.

After they have completed the project, they will entrust different professional manager teams within the bank to be responsible for the daily operation of the project. This investment comes from Rongsheng. Lynch found this from the brooch on the manager's chest.

After Lynch sat down for a while, Sanchez didn't sit down, but continued to stand. He gently pressed his hands on the table.

Lynch likes this posture very much because it is full of aggression and aggression, which will make some people uneasy.

The minority shareholders at the end of the table couldn't help moving their hips back. Even across most of the table, they still felt a kind of killing atmosphere.

"I handle the mess here on behalf of my father. We've had quite a lot of trouble, but fortunately most of the problems have been solved."

"Now we have to face only some malicious jackals, but we have a way to deal with them."

"If you have heard, you should know that we will soon organize a new spring fair, which will bring together the world's top rich. This will be the first time in history."

"The royal families and the royal families of some small countries will participate, and the gavra empire will also send important royal members to participate in the spring fair."

When hearing the news, many shareholders showed some incredible expressions on their faces.

In the final analysis, the general behind every moment is an ordinary warlord. He is not the official government. Why can so many people be called to attend this spring fair, especially after they have just had something wrong?

But Sanchez's untruthful words made people have to believe that they may have done it.

Seeing the changes of these people's expressions, Sanchez was very satisfied. He glanced at his silent uncle and quickly focused on the meeting.

"Once the Spring Fair is held successfully, people will see the influence all over the world, and the stock price will soar."

"If some of the people present are going to sell their shares to those greedy jackals, I suggest you wait a little."

"When our market value returns to the peak, or even surpasses the peak, you will consider selling your stocks."

"At that time, you will get much more than you do now."

"It won't take too long. You'll see the results soon!"

He paused here to give everyone time to fully understand these things, and he glanced at his silent uncle.

After waiting for almost five minutes, he coughed, "in addition, because my uncle's actions seriously damaged the interests of the company during his tenure as president all the time, we decided to remove him from the post of President..."

The president, who had been silent, was stunned for a moment, then patted the table and stood up, "it's impossible. Your decision has not been ruled by the shareholders' meeting. It's an illegal order!"




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