Chapter 508 Huo Sinian Realizes the Problem
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Chapter 508 Huo Sinian Realizes the Problem
“No need to clean up the mess.” Huo Zhizhou, whose mind was relatively clear, said unhurriedly, “Didn’t you say that all of that was arranged by me before I lost my memory? If that’s the case, even if he feels deceived, he won’t doubt me now.”
Assistant Jiang thought for a moment.
That makes sense.
The boss has lost his memory.
Given that Huo Sinian doesn't want things to fall apart, he won't go too far.
"Have someone send a message to Haicheng," Huo Zhizhou suddenly said.
Assistant Jiang: "?"
Assistant Jiang had a slight doubt.
He wasn't with him the whole time, so he didn't know what Huo Sinian said to him.
"Huo Sinian also knows that Jiang Ruan has acquired shares in the Qin Group." Huo Zhizhou's eyes were dark and deep. "Unsurprisingly, someone from there has contacted him."
The message was delivered via WeChat.
Huo Sinian's secretary was by his side.
Very few people know that Jiang Ruan has acquired shares.
He learned all of this from Qin Mo; there's no reason why Huo Sinian would be someone he kept an eye on every day.
Assistant Jiang responded, "Okay."
The important business is over.
Huo Zhizhou also plans to take a break.
The next day, the Huo Group held a shareholders' meeting and, in accordance with company regulations, voted on the transfer of Huo Zhizhou's shares to Huo Sinian.
The host is Huo Sinian.
He took out the transfer agreement between him and Huo Zhizhou.
When it came time to raise hands to vote, he glanced at the people below, signaling to his own people to express their opinions.
one person.
Two people.
Three people...
A total of five people raised their hands to vote.
Seven others have yet to comment.
"The rest are those who disagree?" Huo Sinian's gaze fell on the person he had talked to well before, and he spoke slowly and deliberately.
The people below looked down nervously at the table, and no one made eye contact with him.
The meeting room was completely silent.
Huo Sinian's heart sank slightly.
The number of voters was less than half, and the combined shares of all voters were insufficient.
That's really true...
"What are the reasons for disagreement?" Huo Sinian spoke gently, but his eyes behind his glasses were sharp and intimidating. "Tell me."
The crowd looked at each other.
Not a single person spoke.
In other companies, shareholders and directors can do whatever they want.
Here, Huo Sinian could easily control them. It can only be said that the Huo family's ancestral graves were well-prepared, producing two capable individuals like Huo Zhizhou and Huo Sinian.
"Mr. Huo, let's wait until Young Master Huo... regains his memory before we talk about it."
"Yes, yes, let's talk about it after the memory is restored."
"The Second Young Master is not in a good state right now, so it is not appropriate to agree to the share transfer so easily."
“There’s nothing inappropriate about it,” Huo Zhizhou said in a low, gentle voice. “Just follow your own feelings.”
Everyone: "!!!"
If we really want them to do what they want, why bother explaining so much to them before they lose their memory?
You're so good at talking!
You're the one with the long mouth!
Huo Sinian took in their reactions and knew that they wouldn't get the shares today. He wasn't in a hurry and glanced at Huo Zhizhou: "Since you all have objections, let's discuss it another day."
Meeting adjourned.
As those two words fell.
Huo Sinian left with his secretary.
The other shareholders also quickly got up and left, afraid that if they were too slow, they would be caught and questioned.
What you fear most is what you're more likely to encounter.
The three shareholders walking at the front were stopped at the door by Huo Sinian's secretary: "Mr. Shareholders, Mr. Huo invites you in."
The three of them: "..."
The three of them cursed their bad luck inwardly, but still obediently went to the president's office.
Looking at Huo Sinian sitting in the boss's chair, he maintained the composure of a shareholder: "Mr. Huo, is there something you need from us?"
"Were all the promises you made during dinner false?" Huo Sinian asked directly, without beating around the bush.
"Have a meal?"
Have we eaten together before?
"Mr. Huo, are you sure you're not mistaken? We haven't been eating out lately."
"Show them the video," Huo Sinian said to his secretary, his emotions perfectly calm.
The secretary quickly pulled up a surveillance video and placed it in front of them.
Not only are there pictures of them eating, but also their boasting to him.
"What do you think you'd do if Zhizhou found out about these things?" Huo Sinian asked, looking at them.
He didn't want to use this method.
But since he backed out at the crucial moment, he can't be blamed.
"No, no, no! Mr. Huo, we were in the wrong, please don't take it to heart."
"We'll treat you to dinner another day."
"Is this just a matter of a meal?" Huo Sinian toyed with the pen in his hand, his gaze sweeping over them one by one. "The three of you raised your hands just now, so the share transfer is settled."
The three fell silent.
Huo Sinian stared at them through his glasses: "Are you mute?"
“We can stand by your side on everything else, even if you want to do a ridiculous project we won’t stop you, but shares… we really can’t do anything about it.”
"It's not that we don't want to help, it's just that..."
"What is it?" Huo Sinian asked.
"The second young master contacted us before he lost his memory." The three men spoke with serious expressions, their words half true and half false. "He said long ago that no matter what happened, we could not agree to the share transfer, otherwise we would lose our shareholder status."
"You know the Second Young Master's capabilities; who knows what he holds over us?"
"He's trying to mess with people, and we can't beat him."
The three of them took turns speaking.
They spoke with such seriousness that it was impossible to tell they were talking nonsense.
Huo Sinian's brows furrowed in thought as he kept his gaze fixed on them: "When did he contact you?"
"It was during that period when he was holding a series of meetings with the entire senior management."
"Mr. Huo, we really can't do anything about it."
"Don't worry, anything else is fine as long as it's not about that!"
Huo Sinian didn't speak again, and a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
He had spoken to someone before he lost his memory...
It really does have all the necessary features.
"Go down."
"Okay, okay."
The three of them immediately fled, their speed astounding.
The secretary closed the door and came to Huo Sinian's side, offering her advice: "Should I investigate?"
"No need." Huo Sinian believed them. "If what they said is true, there's no use in you investigating. Zhi Zhou always does things meticulously; he must have made arrangements in advance."
Now it seems that his younger brother was truly shrewd and resourceful. He was able to arrange the shareholding matter in that situation. Did he know in advance that he would lose his memory?
He rejected the idea almost instantly.
He couldn't possibly know.
But the more this was the case, the more he felt things were getting tricky.
Just then.
Lu Er called.
He began by asking in a cheerful tone, "How did the shareholders' meeting go? Judging by the time, you should have received it by now, right?"
Huo Sinian: "No."
Young Master Lu: "No?"
"Zhi Zhou made arrangements before he lost his memory," Huo Sinian said slowly. "No more than half of the people agreed."
"How could that be?" Young Master Lu was very surprised.
“You said before that no matter what he planned in advance, it would be useless after he lost his memory.” Huo Sinian now realized that he had underestimated Huo Zhizhou. “Now it seems that you were wrong.”
Lu Er paused.
Huo Sinian continued, "His plans don't need to be remembered at all."
The appearance of Qin Mo.
Shareholders were turned against their employers.
Various events made him realize that amnesia had almost no effect on him.
Even now, all he has in his hands are the powers held by his father and control of the Huo Group; everything else remains firmly in Zhizhou's hands.
His younger brother was more cunning than he had imagined.