Blackstone Code

Chapter 915: spread

"Meeting?"

A phone call came to Lynch’s Blackstone Capital’s office, telling him that a general meeting of shareholders is now being held every moment, and I hope he can go there.

Generally speaking, shareholders must be reminded at least one week in advance to convene a general meeting of shareholders. No one can guarantee that all shareholders will gather in the same city.

This is obviously an unexpected meeting.

"Are you going?" Vera stroked Lynch's hair as if she were treating a little boy, asking in a very gentle tone.

Lynch actually hugged her to sleep for a while, she had never seen Lynch like that before.

Just like a child, the clean face does not have the confident and sunny smile that can infect everyone, and there is no pressure that people dare not look directly at. There is no...many things, only clean.

Clean, without a trace of dirt, he hugged her and quickly sank into sleep.

This is an expression of trust, maybe Vera herself didn't realize this, but the tranquility shown by Lynch at this time, on the contrary, had an indescribable sense of "vulnerability".

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

Up to this moment, the phone disturbed them, and Vera couldn't wait to tear off the phone line to let Lynch sleep a little longer.

She knows how energetic the boys at this time are, and how much time they need to rest, after all, she is also regarded as a person here.

When she was in her early twenties, she had never felt that she was tired so easily, and she could fall into sleep so easily.

Maybe it was just in the early spring afternoon, sitting behind the glass window, basking in the sun, flipping through some fashionable magazines in his hand, closing his eyes so inadvertently, and falling asleep.

Of course, vigor is also true.

She pressed her palm on Lynch’s forehead and pushed it back, all her hair was tightly pressed between her palm and Lynch’s scalp, "You can take a break, you will not be there, no one The meeting will go on."

Lynch felt great. In fact, he didn't realize that he would fall asleep. He just took a deep breath and felt like...like the latter atmosphere full of security, so in his mind One more thought--

Take a break, just close your eyes.

Then he fell asleep.

"You have to respect others, and others will respect you." Lynch said with a smile, "Well, don't talk about those beautiful superficial words. If you don't want to be forced by others with some words, don't give them these opportunities."

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

Vera took the initiative to move away, pulling Lynch up, and tidying up his clothes for him.

He hugged her to sleep for a while, and his clothes were a little wrinkled, which was not very elegant.

Fortunately, Lynch used facts to prove that it is valuable to spend money. These clothes use the latest textile technology, and they will appear creases. As long as they are laid flat, they will be gradually restored to level.

Of course, its price is not cheap, ranging from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands per person. This price is enough to buy a set or even a few houses in the commercial district of some cities.

This is why ordinary people don't really need to know these things-they can't afford them, and when they can afford them, they naturally don't need to know them, because everyone is wearing them.

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

Soon Lynch left the Blackstone Capital Building and drove to the Every Moment Building. As soon as he got downstairs, he noticed some motorcades parked here.

Obviously, many shareholders have been recruited by them, and this is also a good time for them.

The two companies announced that they would forcibly acquire every moment, and almost all shareholders came to Buppen to wait for the opportunity.

It may be to choose a stock that is more favorable to you, or you may want to see the specific situation here. In short, most people stay here.

If the acquisition is successful, it will eventually have to be temporarily delisted and re-submit the information after the re-assessment reorganization. This is related to the vital interests of every shareholder. They cannot leave here at this critical time.

"Mr. Lynch, please come with 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 this way-there is no bottom line service, as long as the customer needs it, they can do anything!

Of course, the customers here refer to those wealthy people who spend less than one to two million on customized private services every year, such as customers who occasionally buy a piece of the lowest grade of 50 cents, and there is no plan to serve them for the time being.

The unrestricted service allowed it to leave the deepest impression on the wealthy of the Federation in the shortest possible time, and thus created a legend.

It just seems that this legend is a bit dangerous now.

Under the guidance of relevant personnel of the company, Lynch came to the meeting room. As soon as the door opened, the lively meeting room suddenly became quiet, and then he made a low voice again.

"Are you Mr. Lynch?" A guy who seemed to be thirty years old came up on his own initiative, and he stretched out his hand to shake hands with Lynch.

Lynch looked at him, he didn't figure out who this guy was, and no one told him.

The man seemed to realize that he had to introduce himself at this time. This is not Marillo, not everyone knows him, "My name is Sanchez, you can call me Sanchez."

Lynch stretched out his hand and shook it with him, and immediately felt the scars and calluses on his hand, each of which was poking hard, some scratching.

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

There was a rare smile on Sanchez's face, "I know you, Mr. Ten billion."

Lynch's most resounding title in the world is his "Mr. Ten Billion", no matter how low the Galil exchange rate at the time, it was also 10 billion.

Even if it's just calculating the weight of those papers, that money is not something an ordinary person can take out casually.

The whole world knows that the Federation has the youngest Mr. Ten billion in the world, and he has at least ten billion in assets at a young age. This is indeed surprising.

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

"I hope those tabloid reporters don't mess around!" Lynch let go of his hand very ethically, and a self-deprecating sentence can always get people's favor.

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

Lynch smiled and nodded to the other shareholders, "The road is a bit crowded, and Bupen's traffic is really bad. I want to write a letter to complain about the inaction of the Transportation Bureau."

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

Every moment the president sits opposite Lynch, and the general shareholders meeting will arrange seats according to the proportion of shares held. Lynch owns 20% of the shares and he is the major shareholder.

There are only more presidents than him.

Further down, there are some small shareholders, ranked fifth is the professional managers of Rongsheng Jinhang.

After they have completed the project, they will entrust different professional managers in the bank to be responsible for the daily operation of the project. This investment comes from Rongsheng, and Lynch discovered this from the brooch on the chest of the manager.

After Lynch sat down for a while, Sanchez did not sit down, but continued to stand, pressing his hands gently on the table.

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

The small shareholders at the end of the table couldn't help but move their buttocks back. Even though they were halfway away from the table, they still felt an atmosphere of solemnity.

"I handled the mess here on behalf of my father. We were in considerable trouble, but fortunately, most of the problems were solved."

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

"If you have heard of it, you should know that we will soon organize a new Spring Festival. This Spring Festival will gather the world's top richest people to participate. This will be the first time in history."

"The royal families and royal families of some small countries will participate, and the Guevula Empire will also send important royal members to participate in this spring festival."

When hearing this news ~lightnovelpub.net~ many shareholders showed some incredible expressions on their faces.

The general behind every moment is, after all, an ordinary warlord, and he is not an official government. Why can we gather so many people to participate in this spring festival, especially after they have just had something wrong?

But Sanchez's non-fake rhetoric made people have to believe that they might indeed have done it.

Seeing the changes in the expressions of these people, Sanchez was very satisfied. He silently glanced at his uncle, who was sitting silently, and quickly turned his attention back to the meeting.

"Once this Spring Festival is held successfully, people will see the influence every moment, the influence all over the world, and the stock price will soar at that time."

"If anyone in the room is planning to sell his stock to those greedy wolves, I suggest you wait a while."

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

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

"It won't take too long, and you will see the results soon!"

He stopped here to give everyone a time to fully understand these things, and he glanced at his muffled uncle again.

After waiting for almost five minutes, he coughed lightly, "In addition, since my uncle's actions have seriously harmed the interests of the company during his tenure as the president of every moment, we decided to remove him from the position of president... "

Mr. President who had been silent for a moment was taken aback, and then he patted the table and stood up, "This is impossible. Your decision has not been ruled by the general meeting of shareholders. This is an illegal order!"

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