Shenhao: One Billion Rewards For Opening Consumption

Hearing Ye Chen's self-introduction, the expressions of all the shareholders changed.

The shadow of the famous tree of people, although they are not top-notch in Shanghai, they are also figures in the upper class. How could they not have heard of Ye Chen's name.

"Uh, huh, so it's Mr. Ye."

"Mr. Ye is good."

"Mr. Ye's name is really impressive. I've always heard about Mr. Ye's name but never met him. When I saw him today, I didn't expect him to be such a young hero."

The shareholders changed their faces in an instant, and one by one began to flatter them.

Xu Xiaojia, who was despising Ye Chen's hypocrisy, couldn't help being stunned when he saw the sudden change of attitude of the shareholders.

How about your strength just now? Why are they gone all of a sudden?

Xu Xiaojia, who received higher education and cultivated top-notch temperament since she was a child, saw today's scene and instantly became the second girl in the middle.

It's not that she's in Secondary School, but that she's never seen people change so quickly, which has refreshed her understanding of the Three Views.

One moment she was fighting against the enemy, but the next moment she heard the name, she lost her spine. I have to say that it made her more knowledgeable.

"Mr. Ye, you are a great man, how could you be interested in our small business, you can't be joking."

A shareholder looked embarrassed and said with a smile.

Ye Chen turned his eyes, looked at the shareholder and said, "I have two problems. One is that I like beautiful women, such as Miss Xu, and the other is that I like money."

"No matter how small a fly is, it's still meat, and the shares in your hands are much larger than fly meat. Why don't I like it?"

"My time is limited, so don't waste it. You just need to answer whether I can buy your shares or not."

"Three minutes of consideration."

As Ye Chen's voice fell, the entire conference room was filled with a tense atmosphere.

At this time, even Ms. Xu did not dare to breathe.

"Mr. Ye, I wonder if what you just said still counts?"

"We don't promise, really let us leave safely?"

Ye Chen nodded: "Well, it counts."

"I'm sorry Mr. Ye. I don't want to sell the shares. I have an old man and a young man. The whole family relies on the company's dividends to meet their living needs. Of course, selling the shares to Mr. Ye can get a lot of money, but But it may not be enough for us to live for a lifetime."

After that shareholder finished speaking, Ye Chen nodded and looked at the remaining shareholders.

"This one has already expressed his opinion, who else has the same idea as him?"

Those shareholders look at me, I look at you, and three more rejected Ye Chen's willingness to acquire their shares.

"Very well, there is no one who thinks like them, right?"

"Ye Chen, you don't have to scare us, what can you do even if you disagree? I don't believe you dare to kill us."

"Come on, Ye Chen, kill me if you dare, kill me."

Dong Gong, whose palm was nailed to the table, roared angrily with cold sweat on his forehead.

"Oh, yes, I forgot about you."

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and gave Zhou Zhiwei a look: "Give it to him, I haven't seen such a request before."

After the words fell, Ms. Xu sighed and closed her eyes.

These shareholders live so peacefully that they have forgotten the dangers of society.

"Then thank you, Mr. Ye. Let's leave first. You can continue talking."

The first shareholder who expressed his intention to leave cast a disdainful look at those who did not choose to leave with him.

A bunch of idiots, what kind of society is it now, a harmonious society, I really thought that Ye Chen's opinion was rejected, and he dared to do anything to you blatantly.

As long as you leave here, with the dividends from Tomson Group every year, where can you not live a good life?

Just when the man was about to turn around, Zhou Zhiwei directly pulled out the dagger stuck on the table, and gently cut open the palace director's neck.

puff! ! !

Blood spattered, Dong Gong couldn't even make a sound, he covered his neck, and looked at Ye Chen with disbelief in his eyes.

The sudden change made everyone stunned.

Afterwards, cold sweat emerged on the back, his whole body was like falling into a cellar of ice, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Mr. Ye, you..."

The shareholder who stood up to leave said tremblingly.

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, and said lightly: "I said, I will send you away, isn't this leaving?"

"Hurry up, don't dirty this great conference room."

Two subordinates came up and cleaned up very professionally.

One person took out a bag and put the body of the palace director on it, and then took the suitcase and put the body in it.

Rags, clean water, and air fresheners. After the process was completed, the entire meeting room didn't even smell like blood.

Everyone was dumbfounded, this is a professional cleaning team.

If it weren't for the suitcase in the corner, they all felt that what they saw just now was a dream.

"These three directors are leaving, you can send them off."

"Yes!"

The three subordinates responded respectfully, and came to the three of them and said: "The boss asked us to send you off."

"Uh!!!"

"Mr. Ye, we are not leaving, we are willing to sell our shares."

Ye Chen shook his head: "No, I have changed my mind now. I will only give you 10 million shares for each of you. If you agree, you can sign. If you don't agree, you can leave."

"Mr. Ye, you are going too far. Although our shares are not many, but according to the market value, it is more than 300 million yuan. I am afraid that 10 million yuan is not even enough for 1% of the shares."

The shares of these people are between 3% and 5%, and they are some small shareholders.

Regardless of the small number of these shares, the dividends they can get from Tomson Group every year are at least tens of millions.

Otherwise, how could they sell shares so reluctantly.

"Nine million."

Ye Chen didn't talk nonsense, and directly reduced the purchase amount by one million.

After speaking, Ye Chen took Xu Xiaojia's arm casually, and glanced at the Patek Philippe ladies watch on her hand.

"Everyone, there are still 20 seconds until the end of three minutes. What are you thinking?"

"I would."

"I would."

The heads of the other shareholders were like chickens pecking rice, ordering non-stop.

"Zhiwei, give them the contract."

Zhou Zhiwei nodded, casually threw the dagger still stained with blood on the table, picked up the briefcase and sent share transfer contracts to the shareholders.

Those shareholders signed the contract with painful expressions.

"The money will be transferred to your account and you can leave."

Hearing that Ye Chen asked them to leave, everyone was relieved and ran out of the conference room as if fleeing.

"Ding, the account balance has been transferred to five billion."

The acquisition of shares cost 500 million, and the rebate of 5 billion will enter the account.

"Ding, trigger a rebate crit and reward the devil mercenary army."