Inside the office of Zhou's Group Headquarters.

Zhou Guangcai sat on the sofa and was fiddling with the tea set. There was no sign of negative emotions such as grief, anger, etc. on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, Luo Jiahong is here."

"Well, let him in." Zhou Guangcai nodded.

"Okay." The secretary responded, turned around and left the room.

After about five minutes, the door opened, Luo Jiahong walked in with great energy, stretched out his hand and said, "I have heard about Uncle Zhou's name for a long time, and I have never had the chance to see him. Hello, hello...!"

Zhou Guangcai looked up at Luo Jiahong, sat on the sofa and shook hands with him: "A talented person, sit down."

Luo Jiahong was stunned for a moment, and immediately sat opposite Zhou Guangcai with a smile.

"When my father was leaving, he told me next to the hospital bed that this man must have a inheritance no matter how much money and silver he saved. I am his inheritance and the hope of the next generation of the Zhou family." Zhou Guangcai's voice was stable, and he lowered his head and poured tea for Luo Jiahong and said, "In the blink of an eye, I am almost sixty now, but the inheritance is gone... Losing a child in old age is a pain, and the Zhou family's inheritance is even more painful."

Luo Jiahong looked serious and intervened and sighed: "We wanted to help, but we didn't expect that things would develop to this point. I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou."

"The boss's tears cannot flow in the office." Zhou Guangcai smiled and replied softly: "I sit here and talk to you, representing the company, not Zhou Canhui's father."

Luo Jiahong felt a little sad when he heard this, because when he came, he thought that if Zhou Guangcai was too sad and angry about his son's affairs, he would have taken a good natural chip. As long as he made a little profit, the other party could join the team. But unexpectedly, as soon as the two sat down, Zhou Guangcai almost cut off his idea of ​​stealing chickens, and was so calm that he didn't look like a father at all.

"I understand, Mr. Zhou." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"Drink tea, drink tea." Zhou Guangcai waved his hand and greeted.

Luo Jiahong picked up the teacup, pondered for a while and said, "Then I will introduce you to the situation of our company first."

"Okay." Zhou Guangcai nodded.

"The old saying goes that family shame should not be made public, but trust is the basis for cooperation between the two families, so I won't hide some things from you, Uncle Zhou." Luo Jiahong took a sip of tea and said softly: "My current situation is better than Luo Jiajun. The company has recognized my successor status. In recent times, all the work has been presided over by me."

Zhou Guangcai crossed his legs and inserted his palms, suddenly interrupted and asked, "Where is your dad?"

Luo Jiahong was stunned, staring at Zhou Guangcai and responded: "He is seriously ill."

"Both you and Luo Jiajun failed," Zhou Guangcai said in a blunt manner: "He is not on your side."

Luo Jiahong's eyes were shocked.

"You keep talking." After Zhou Guangcai made it clear, he continued to signal Jiahong to speak.

"I am better than Jiajun's control over the company." Luo Jiahong adjusted his emotions and added: "Shared distribution, I hold 35% of the shares of Sanxin Corporation. Jiajun has 14% in his hands and 51% of the remaining shares. My father has 35% and other veteran shareholders. The senior executives who distribute dividends every year add one piece, a total of 16%. In terms of shares, I also have an absolute advantage."

Zhou Guangcai picked up the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip and asked, "Can the veteran shareholder fight for it?"

"It's hard." Luo Jiahong shook his head: "Their relationship with my father is similar to that between you and your second and third uncles, so if the old man doesn't nod, it's hard for us to get this share."

Zhou Guangcai nodded: "That is to say, the key point of the problem is still there for the old man."

"Um."

"Does the old man have a will?" Zhou Guangcai asked again.

"No, Dib's incident happened temporarily, so there was no information I got." Luo Jiahong shook his head: "My father wanted to buy Jiajun's shares and increase his holdings to me before... and then he would slowly give me the remaining shares. When my shares exceeded half, I would be able to gain a foothold in the company and take charge of the overall situation."

"If Sanxin's internal struggle is over, there are actually two directions. First, equity; second, cleaning up." Zhou Guangcai asked incisively: "That's right?"

"That's right." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"What is Chen Tianze's purpose? Is it just to avenge Sanxin's revenge for him?" Zhou Guangcai asked softly.

Luo Jiahong was stunned.

"The three companies have reached this scale, and no personal grudges are the main factors." Zhou Guangcai tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Chen Tianze stared at you Sanxin to death. One is not to help Jiajun, and the other is not to make any grudges between the two companies, but to have a crush on your Sanxin. Am I right?"

Luo Jiahong picked up the teacup and frowned.

"This point, Lao Luo, you, Luo Jiajun, may have seen it now." Zhou Guangcai said in a concise manner: "If Sanxin is full white, Zhou is half white, Shengshi Marriott is full black in China. He is actually the same as us, and needs a platform that has completed the transformation to completely clean up Shengshi Marriott... This can be clearly understood from the fact that Chen Tianze invested so much money during his time in Aoy, but he still didn't come back. Their foundation in China is not comparable to Sanxin, so this is the purpose of his insistence on getting involved in this matter."

"Yes." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"Why Chen Tianze is involved is clear." Zhou Guangcai asked with a teacup expressionless face: "Let me tell you what reason we have to join the game."

Luo Jiahong clenched his palms and raised his head to respond: "If I sit firmly, Sanxin's resources are the resources of Zhou's Group. Especially in Hangzhou, we can give you a series of convenient conditions to completely complete your transformation, up to three to five years."

"This is not enough." Zhou Guangcai shook his head: "Sometimes I don't believe what I say, why do I believe you?"

Luo Jiahong is nominally a master of Sanxin Company, but today I am sitting here, I don’t know why my momentum is always lower than Zhou Guangcai, which always gives people the feeling of mismatch in the identities of the two.

One looks like an elder, the other looks like an younger generation.

Zhou Guangcai put down his teacup and continued to add: "Cross-hold shares, I agree to enter the market to help you."

Luo Jiahong frowned and asked, "How much is appropriate?"

"Twenty percent." Zhou Guangcai raised two fingers and said, "You take 20% of the shares of our Zhou Group Corporation, and I take 20% of your Sanxin shares. When will you use resources to raise our company in Zhejiang J? When will we exchange the shares for the shares?"

Luo Jiahong laughed at this: "Mr. Zhou, you are going to suck me dry."

Zhou Guangcai waved his hand: "You take the 15th shares, which is not much different from the 35th shares. If you don't cross the controlling line, the situation is the same. But if I want to join the market, it can change the result... The shares are held by each other, I hold yours, and you hold mine, and no one can take advantage of anyone. I even want to say that your Sanxin shares may not necessarily be as valuable as our Zhou family now."

Luo Jiahong frowned when he heard the sound.

Inside the office of Zhou's Group Headquarters.

Zhou Guangcai sat on the sofa and was fiddling with the tea set. There was no sign of negative emotions such as grief, anger, etc. on his face.

"Mr. Zhou, Luo Jiahong is here."

"Well, let him in." Zhou Guangcai nodded.

"Okay." The secretary responded, turned around and left the room.

After about five minutes, the door opened, Luo Jiahong walked in with great energy, stretched out his hand and said, "I have heard about Uncle Zhou's name for a long time, and I have never had the chance to see him. Hello, hello...!"

Zhou Guangcai looked up at Luo Jiahong, sat on the sofa and shook hands with him: "A talented person, sit down."

Luo Jiahong was stunned for a moment, and immediately sat opposite Zhou Guangcai with a smile.

"When my father was leaving, he told me next to the hospital bed that this man must have a inheritance no matter how much money and silver he saved. I am his inheritance and the hope of the next generation of the Zhou family." Zhou Guangcai's voice was stable, and he lowered his head and poured tea for Luo Jiahong and said, "In the blink of an eye, I am almost sixty now, but the inheritance is gone... Losing a child in old age is a pain, and the Zhou family's inheritance is even more painful."

Luo Jiahong looked serious and intervened and sighed: "We wanted to help, but we didn't expect that things would develop to this point. I'm sorry, Uncle Zhou."

"The boss's tears cannot flow in the office." Zhou Guangcai smiled and replied softly: "I sit here and talk to you, representing the company, not Zhou Canhui's father."

Luo Jiahong felt a little sad when he heard this, because when he came, he thought that if Zhou Guangcai was too sad and angry about his son's affairs, he would have taken a good natural chip. As long as he made a little profit, the other party could join the team. But unexpectedly, as soon as the two sat down, Zhou Guangcai almost cut off his idea of ​​stealing chickens, and was so calm that he didn't look like a father at all.

"I understand, Mr. Zhou." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"Drink tea, drink tea." Zhou Guangcai waved his hand and greeted.

Luo Jiahong picked up the teacup, pondered for a while and said, "Then I will introduce you to the situation of our company first."

"Okay." Zhou Guangcai nodded.

"The old saying goes that family shame should not be made public, but trust is the basis for cooperation between the two families, so I won't hide some things from you, Uncle Zhou." Luo Jiahong took a sip of tea and said softly: "My current situation is better than Luo Jiajun. The company has recognized my successor status. In recent times, all the work has been presided over by me."

Zhou Guangcai crossed his legs and inserted his palms, suddenly interrupted and asked, "Where is your dad?"

Luo Jiahong was stunned, staring at Zhou Guangcai and responded: "He is seriously ill."

"Both you and Luo Jiajun failed," Zhou Guangcai said in a blunt manner: "He is not on your side."

Luo Jiahong's eyes were shocked.

"You keep talking." After Zhou Guangcai made it clear, he continued to signal Jiahong to speak.

"I am better than Jiajun's control over the company." Luo Jiahong adjusted his emotions and added: "Shared distribution, I hold 35% of the shares of Sanxin Corporation. Jiajun has 14% in his hands and 51% of the remaining shares. My father has 35% and other veteran shareholders. The senior executives who distribute dividends every year add one piece, a total of 16%. In terms of shares, I also have an absolute advantage."

Zhou Guangcai picked up the teacup, lowered his head and took a sip and asked, "Can the veteran shareholder fight for it?"

"It's hard." Luo Jiahong shook his head: "Their relationship with my father is similar to that between you and your second and third uncles, so if the old man doesn't nod, it's hard for us to get this share."

Zhou Guangcai nodded: "That is to say, the key point of the problem is still there for the old man."

"Um."

"Does the old man have a will?" Zhou Guangcai asked again.

"No, Dib's incident happened temporarily, so there was no information I got." Luo Jiahong shook his head: "My father wanted to buy Jiajun's shares and increase his holdings to me before... and then he would slowly give me the remaining shares. When my shares exceeded half, I would be able to gain a foothold in the company and take charge of the overall situation."

"If Sanxin's internal struggle is over, there are actually two directions. First, equity; second, cleaning up." Zhou Guangcai asked incisively: "That's right?"

"That's right." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"What is Chen Tianze's purpose? Is it just to avenge Sanxin's revenge for him?" Zhou Guangcai asked softly.

Luo Jiahong was stunned.

"The three companies have reached this scale, and no personal grudges are the main factors." Zhou Guangcai tapped the table with his fingers and said, "Chen Tianze stared at you Sanxin to death. One is not to help Jiajun, and the other is not to make any grudges between the two companies, but to have a crush on your Sanxin. Am I right?"

Luo Jiahong picked up the teacup and frowned.

"This point, Lao Luo, you, Luo Jiajun, may have seen it now." Zhou Guangcai said in a concise manner: "If Sanxin is full white, Zhou is half white, Shengshi Marriott is full black in China. He is actually the same as us, and needs a platform that has completed the transformation to completely clean up Shengshi Marriott... This can be clearly understood from the fact that Chen Tianze invested so much money during his time in Aoy, but he still didn't come back. Their foundation in China is not comparable to Sanxin, so this is the purpose of his insistence on getting involved in this matter."

"Yes." Luo Jiahong nodded.

"Why Chen Tianze is involved is clear." Zhou Guangcai asked with a teacup expressionless face: "Let me tell you what reason we have to join the game."

Luo Jiahong clenched his palms and raised his head to respond: "If I sit firmly, Sanxin's resources are the resources of Zhou's Group. Especially in Hangzhou, we can give you a series of convenient conditions to completely complete your transformation, up to three to five years."

"This is not enough." Zhou Guangcai shook his head: "Sometimes I don't believe what I say, why do I believe you?"

Luo Jiahong is nominally a master of Sanxin Company, but today I am sitting here, I don’t know why my momentum is always lower than Zhou Guangcai, which always gives people the feeling of mismatch in the identities of the two.

One looks like an elder, the other looks like an younger generation.

Zhou Guangcai put down his teacup and continued to add: "Cross-hold shares, I agree to enter the market to help you."

Luo Jiahong frowned and asked, "How much is appropriate?"

"Twenty percent." Zhou Guangcai raised two fingers and said, "You take 20% of the shares of our Zhou Group Corporation, and I take 20% of your Sanxin shares. When will you use resources to raise our company in Zhejiang J? When will we exchange the shares for the shares?"

Luo Jiahong laughed at this: "Mr. Zhou, you are going to suck me dry."

Zhou Guangcai waved his hand: "You take the 15th shares, which is not much different from the 35th shares. If you don't cross the controlling line, the situation is the same. But if I want to join the market, it can change the result... The shares are held by each other, I hold yours, and you hold mine, and no one can take advantage of anyone. I even want to say that your Sanxin shares may not necessarily be as valuable as our Zhou family now."
Chapter completed!