vstars Chapter 485 Was it all done on purpose?
Chapter 485 Was it all done on purpose?
Han Xi didn't say anything, and turned back to continue peeling the apple.
Jian Yunqi exploded: "Han Lao Er! Have a conscience! I've done so many things for you over the years, and you doubt me!"
"Who are you?"
“…”
Han Xi cut the peeled apple into small pieces, his expression and tone completely different, and said without any reaction: "If you want to be my father, go ask Chairman Han first and see if he agrees to step down."
Jian Yunqi narrowed his eyes, then slumped angrily into the sofa. "You think being your father is a good thing? Do you think I'm crazy?"
"It's good to know."
Han Xi used the tip of his knife to pick up a piece of apple and handed it over, saying, "Here, have some brain-boosting stuff."
"..." Jian Yunqi rolled his eyes.
He didn't take the apple, but turned his head to stare at Han Xi and said, "It's obvious that someone deliberately leaked this information behind the scenes. Since it wasn't the IP you reported that was tracked down?"
He didn't eat, and Han Xi didn't force him.
He put the apple back on the fruit plate in front of him, picked up another apple, and continued peeling it.
"No need to check."
"No need to check? What do you mean?"
He stared at Han Xi's reaction. "Do you know who it is?"
Han Xi suddenly curled his lips: "It's just a few people. We'll know once we see who the beneficiaries are."
"If something happens to you, the Han Group will be leaderless, and its stock will inevitably be affected. During this period, it will be necessary to elect a new executive director..."
"Is it... Chairman Han?"
Han Xi neither confirmed nor denied it, but nodded: "Possibly."
"Maybe my ass!"
Jian Yunqi scoffed, nearly blowing his beard in anger: "No matter what, we're still father and son. What good will it do him if something happens to you!"
"You already mentioned the benefits."
Jian Yunqi suddenly stopped and sat up straight. "No, this matter is not that simple. Even if Chairman Han wants to take back Han's from you, he would not use such despicable means. There must be someone else involved. He is at most an accomplice."
Han Xi glanced at him sideways, a faint smile playing on her lips. "That makes sense."
"......"
So whatever he says is right?
Seeing him still calmly peeling the apple, Jian Yunqi was furious.
"What time is it? Can you just tell me the truth?!"
All you do is chop, chop, chop!
If you've cut it up, then eat it!
Even if I peel it, I won't eat it. What's the point of leaving it there? Is it for offering as a sacrifice?!
"I'm asking you a question! We didn't plan this out in advance, so what exactly happened?!"
Jian Yunqi glared at Han Xi, who continued to peel the apple with elegant movements. The thin, translucent apple peel spiraled longer and longer, like a work of art, and the person holding the knife didn't even flinch.
Seeing his expression, Jian Yunqi was furious.
The emperor isn't worried at all...!
Jian Yunqi's face suddenly darkened, and he spat coldly to himself.
I got so angry that I almost cursed myself.
"Don't worry, although things are unexpected, the outcome will not change."
Han Xi put down the apple in his hand, picked up a wet wipe next to him to wipe his hands, and lowered his eyes to wipe his long, slender, fair fingers clean.
Do you remember the birdcages we used to play with as kids?
"Why bring this up all of a sudden?" Jian Yunqi said irritably.
Han Xi threw the used wet wipe into the trash can next to the table, then looked up at him: "How can we get birds to willingly go into their cages?"
"..."
"First, scatter the bait, then create a safe environment for it. The moment it no longer senses danger and lowers its guard, it will instantly become a caged bird."
Jian Yunqi raised an eyebrow. "You mean, you did all of this on purpose?"
Han Xi smiled but said nothing, picked up a teacup and handed it to him, while he took out his phone and opened the surveillance video of the banquet hall of H Hotel.
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H Hotel.
The number on the electronic vote counting screen was frozen at 48.17%.
Han Ming, who had been staring intently at the screen, finally relaxed and loosened his tie.
He surveyed the silent meeting room, and the corners of his mouth, which had been shrouded in gloom for days, involuntarily turned up in a smile.
With over 48% of the voting rights, plus Sheng Jinghui's 3%, he already holds an absolute advantage.
"According to the company's articles of association."
Han Mingzhi tapped the microphone triumphantly and said, "Nominees from shareholders holding more than 50% of the shares are automatically elected as executive directors. The vote count is clear to everyone, and I'm sure no one will have any further objections. Now, please have the secretary record this..."
"Who says it's meaningless?"
Xu Fangli's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a drop of cold water splashed into boiling oil: "I object."
The meeting room immediately stirred, and several middle managers who had been looking down at their phones looked up in surprise.
Han Ming sneered, impatience flashing in his eyes: "Xu Fangli, you only have 5%, and even with Han Xi's 20%, it's only 30%. What do you want to do?!"
"I don't want to do anything."
Xu Fangli slowly opened the notebook in front of her, "I just think Chairman Sheng doesn't need to be in such a hurry. After all, some people haven't arrived yet. Let's wait and see."
Han Ming's face stiffened for a moment, then he regained his composure: "What trick are you trying to pull now! Who hasn't arrived yet? I think it's not that no one is coming, it's that too many people have come!"
Fang Li didn't engage in banter with him; she lowered her eyelids but smiled without saying a word.
Han Ming lost all patience, glared at her coldly, and waved his hand dismissively: "Secretary, continue!"
"and many more!"
A clear male voice came from the conference room door.
Everyone turned around and saw the double carved wooden door being pushed open by the assistant, revealing a tall man in a dark gray suit standing against the light.
Sunlight streamed in from behind him, gilding his sharply defined profile.
"Tang Chen? President Tang!" someone recognized him and exclaimed in surprise.
The young man strode into the meeting room, approaching from a distance until he finally stood opposite Han Ming. He slammed the file folder he was holding onto the conference table with a "thud," sending a flurry of papers flying.
Han Ming's face froze.
Fang Li looked up and smiled at the man.
The other party is the same.
"Sorry for being late."
Tang Chen unbuttoned his suit jacket, revealing his signature roguish smile. "I just went to get something."
Did you take something?
All eyes were on the document that had been slapped in front of Han Ming. Could this be the document they were referring to?
"Mr. Tang?"
Han Ming's gaze fell on the paper. "What do you mean by this? This is inside the Han Group..."
"The shareholders' meeting, I know."
Tang Chen strode past him, his leather shoes tapping out a casual rhythm on the marble floor.
He walked over to Xu Fangli as if no one else was there, pulled out a chair and sat down, casually picking up the unopened bottle of mineral water in front of her. "This is the Han Group's shareholders' meeting."
Han Ming's eye twitched.
As the general manager of X Group, he is a notorious figure in the financial world and also an "angel investor" who twice saved the Han family from financial crises.
It is no coincidence that such a person appears at the shareholders' meeting.
"President Tang must have a reason for coming today. Please feel free to speak frankly."