Became a vicious male mother

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Zhang Jinhao was nowhere to be seen; he seemed to have been sleeping poorly for the past few days.

Gu Xinglan picked up her phone and dialed the number, but after several attempts, all she heard was a message that the phone was switched off.

"Do you have any spare personnel? Go look around the places your boss Zhang frequents."

"Okay." The assistant glanced at Gu Xinglan's expression, placed the documents on the table, and left.

As soon as the door closed, the child who was reading a book by the sofa suddenly turned around and walked a few steps to the desk.

The book in Li Hetai's hand belongs to this office. It has Zhang Jinhao's signature and reading notes, and it looks like an autobiography.

How a nouveau riche becomes a listed company?

Gu Xinglan gave Li Hetai a strange look.

With a "thump," the child threw the book directly into the trash can, picked up the pen on the table, and wrote three words in a flamboyant style on the document.

Gu Xinglan did not stop him, and quietly watched Li Hetai turn the pages and sign his name.

The three characters were clearly "Zhang Jinhao," and the signature at the bottom of each page flowed as smoothly as if it were printed.

After signing, the document was placed on the table. Gu Xinglan picked it up and looked at it, comparing it with the small note next to the table.

The handwriting is exactly the same.

He took a picture and sent it to Zhang Jinhao.

The person who just turned off their phone suddenly called, only to hang up again in less than two seconds.

[I'm fed up with you guys. I'm at the trading institution right now. Just come over here...] came the message from the other end, which sounded utterly helpless.

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Two weeks later, they bought another 5%, and now hold 10%.

People outside obviously noticed that less than half an hour after they made the purchase, Chang Geng had already sent them private messages, and they even saw marketing accounts hyping up the matter on financial channels on social media networks.

"Zhang, Xing, Lan." With gritted teeth, Zhang Jinhao handed his phone wearily to the person in the back seat of the car. "It's the chairman of Chang Geng. He wants to meet me."

The message came from the chairman himself; if Chang Geng doesn't take action, the company will have to change its name.

Gu Xinglan took the phone.

The above is the content of the meeting. The location is the Rili Hotel, which is quite remote, located in the northern suburbs of Wushui River. The time is tonight at nine o'clock.

Time was tight, and it was a one-on-one meeting. Gu Xinglan subconsciously looked at Zhang Jinhao.

As a result, Zhang Jinhao buried his head in the steering wheel, his voice trembling with tears, "I haven't been eating or sleeping well these past few days, I've had enough. If you want to go to this meeting, go by yourself."

He lives in constant fear.

He was terrified every day watching those speculative videos posted by business bloggers online.

Considering it's a small company, the margin for error is so low; the cash flow cannot afford even the slightest mistake.

Now they're spending billions to buy stocks, completely exceeding the company's original size.

In particular, a video blogger speculated that his company was aggressively raising funds, and he was right. He also speculated that they wanted to acquire Changgeng, and he was right again.

The comments under that video were all saying the blogger was talking nonsense.

Who would have thought that instead of focusing on building a solid market presence, a small company would acquire a large company in a different industry?

But that's really how it is in reality.

At the end of the video, the blogger said that if he fails, the chairman, who is also the legal representative, will face lawsuits, even criminal charges, and his assets will be frozen!

He's the company chairman! Not only is he going to jail, but they're also taking all his money!

Zhang Jinhao was terrified and completely lost his composure by those videos.

"I'll go with you," Gu Xinglan said to the person in the driver's seat, then handed her phone to Li Hetai beside her.

"You? Can you tell President Li that if he turns me into something unrecognizable, I will definitely expose him!"

Zhang Jinhao turned his head, his eyes bloodshot, looking as if he wanted to devour the two people in the back seat of the car.

The person in the back seat, bewildered, asked, "What do you want me to confess?"

"..." Zhang Jinhao stopped talking, tears streaming down his face, and leaned back onto the steering wheel.

After sending a message to the chairman of Chang Geng, Li Hetai handed the phone back to him.

The information provided by Lai Hoi Tai Fai is roughly that the idea of ​​increasing his shareholding was his.

When the time comes, it will be Gu Xinglan who talks to this chairman.

Less than two seconds after I sent the message, they replied quickly.

“I’ll go there myself tonight,” Gu Xinglan said.

It's a done deal that I'll talk to Chang Geng.

Upon hearing that he didn't have to go there in person, Zhang Jinhao cried and remained silent for a long time before raising his head to wipe his face with a tissue.

The three of them finished eating and changed their clothes outside.

We arrived at the Rili Hotel at 8 p.m.

This is the Li family's territory. Li Hetai disappeared as soon as he got out of the car.

Gu Xinglan, holding the earphones disguised as hearing aids, kept adjusting their position.

He was always afraid it would fall off in these situations, but when it came to the actual performance, the headset never failed him.

The hotel has a total of 62 floors, focusing on privacy and business, targeting the high-end market. Coincidentally, the hotel is controlled by the Li Group.

The elevator stopped on the twentieth floor, and the doors on both sides slowly opened.

All you can see are floor-to-ceiling windows, and there are private rooms every four meters along the four passageways.

The sound of soft, rising and falling breathing reached my ears, along with: [ ]

Gu Xinglan walked to 20-011 and stopped, placing the back of her phone on the doorknob. With a "whoosh," the door automatically closed.

There was a person sitting inside, with a young assistant making tea and pouring water beside him.

"Are you Zhang Xinglan?"

The person on the sofa had slightly graying hair at the temples, and his face was extremely handsome. The lines on his face exuded a sense of authority, and it vaguely overlapped with a face that was large and small. He was almost a combination of Geng Huan and Geng Yi. At this moment, he turned his head slightly.

This is Geng Huachi, the chairman of Changgeng.

"It's only 8:20 now. Why are you here so early? Let's have some tea first." Geng Huachi didn't stand up but sat on the sofa with his legs crossed and a tablet on his lap.

The young assistant walked to the door, saw Gu Xinglan wearing a mask, paused for a moment, and then took off his coat.

The room was heated and had an office-like layout.

Gu Xinglan walked in and sat down steadily on the sofa opposite.

Zhang Huachi handed him a teacup and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang, this is rock tea."

After finishing her drink, Gu Xinglan looked up and saw the other person's disappointed expression.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" Geng Huachi's smile faded.

Drinking tea while wearing a mask shows a complete lack of basic etiquette.

"I'm sorry, my face is disfigured. I'm a junior, and I was afraid of frightening you." Gu Xinglan nodded slightly. "Let's get straight to the point."

"As expected of a young person, decisive in his actions."

Geng Huachi's tone was unreadable, but his subtle body language subtly mocked his hasty actions, whether it was the tea drinking or the acquisition.

"I'm sorry, I'm a straightforward person, so I'll just tell you directly that our company wants to become the largest shareholder of Changgeng."

He had probably never encountered such a shameless person before, and before Geng Huachi's face could even darken.

Gu Xinglan added, "I have long admired Mr. Geng's name. You were new to Wushui, and in just ten years you have built Changgeng into such a large enterprise. You are a capable person, and we intend to follow you."

"Follow?" Geng Huachi narrowed his eyes.