Please make money.

"……Yes."

"Hmph—" Sister Jiang Yu snorted again and stopped talking.

Beng Ya Xiong bowed slightly to Jiang Tianyi, reached out to open the car door, and raised his hand to block the door frame very professionally.

Jiang Tianyi got in the car and Johnson sat in the front seat: "Go to the headquarters."

The silver-black Rolls-Royce slid away gently, starting and stopping like a large ship sailing on land.

The car drove out of the airport, and Jiang Tianyi sat in the back seat and looked through the various recent information about the Jiang Group that Johnson had specially prepared for her.

As a branch of the consortium, the Jiang Group is actually more like an independent large-scale comprehensive group, and its relationship with the consortium is a tax-sharing system rather than a centralized system.

In other words, as long as the predetermined profit expectations are met, the group's own senior executives will be responsible for how the rest of the money is used.

On the other hand, if the group suffers losses, the consortium is unlikely to help unless it encounters an insurmountable obstacle.

Cooperation is cooperation, feelings are feelings, and everyone knows that falling in love costs money.

Johnson sat in the passenger seat, looking at Jiang Tianyi through the rearview mirror with a bit of caution.

"Ms. Jiang, the group is in chaos right now. Shareholders are clamoring to sell their company shares. Some are even eyeing the position of president and trying to win over others to win votes..."

"I have 80% of the shares, how can they fight for it?" Jiang Yujie said without raising her head: "Fight? Fight for reincarnation?"

“They didn’t know you had already acquired the shares on the market, and they thought it was before.”

Sister Jiang Yu spent 70 million to repurchase shares of Jiang Group on the market, accounting for nearly a quarter of the total circulating share capital.

Coupled with the 45% shares she inherited from her father and the equity she obtained from the parent company of the consortium, she had the confidence to turn the table.

How many shares do those shareholders have? The most they have is only 6%. Are they qualified to compete for the position of president?

After his father was sent to jail because of the incident, the group parachuted in five presidents, replacing them every one or two years.

With such a trivial change of top management and without absolute controlling rights, the group will naturally go from bad to worse, with chaos and struggle for power.

But his own father was unwilling to be released on medical parole, and he just watched the group head towards the abyss.

Not to mention others, even she herself feels that it is God’s blessing that she has been able to hold on until now.

Oh, maybe it’s because of its huge family business - after all, the Jiang Group is still bigger than a horse, and it now has a book value of 200 billion.

Oh... Two hundred billion...

Jiang Yu curled her lips in disdain. She really had no interest in these bad debts and counterfeit money.

Looking at the information on the document, Jiang Yujie looked at her watch and asked, "How long will it take?"

"Half an hour."

"Really?" Jiang Tianyi raised his head and looked ahead: "Speed ​​up, I'll give them a big gift!"

Johnson said no more. He pursed his lips, not knowing what he was thinking. He clenched his fists and looked quite nervous.

Beng Ya Xiong also stepped on the accelerator and the car sped towards the Jiang Group Building.

For both of them, the appearance of Jiang Tianyi was like having a backbone again.

The Missy is back, and the winner is decided! The Missy is back, and spring is here!

The group is about to change!

……

……

The Chiang Group Building is located on Admiralty Street and is a huge integrated commercial property.

Three office buildings, three hotels, a large shopping mall and two parking lots together constitute a rental property called Admiralty Plaza.

Admiralty Plaza ranks ninth among the world's top ten luxury destinations, and all the world's top brands can find their stores here.

The Phase III property covers an area of ​​more than 7,700 acres - oh no, it's measured in square feet, which means 7 million square feet, covering a vast area.

It took ten years to build these properties, and it was these properties that supported the Jiang Group's continuous bleeding and allowed it to remain standing until now.

The first phase of the Grade A office building is the headquarters building of the Jiang Group. A shareholders' meeting is in full swing on the top floor.

In the spacious and bright conference room, a group of businessmen in suits and ties were having a party, their faces flushed and full of passion.

"Who can be the head of the Jiang family now? No one!"

"There are so many people in Hong Kong who are sitting on their knees! Drinking tea! Fight, fight, fight!"

"Who can be the boss? Of course it's Director Li! Director Li is the founder of our group! I support him!"

"I also support Mr. Li! Mr. Li has worked hard for the company and is one of the founders of the company!"

"Mr. Jiang is now in prison, and only Mr. Li can take charge of the situation and lead the Jiang Group forward!"

A large group of flatterers stood up and joined in, clapping loudly and enthusiastically.

Mr. Li, who had a slightly bald head, looked even more proud. He bit his cigar and waved his hands constantly, indicating that he was not being modest, but just following public opinion.

Before, when Mr. Jiang was still around, he could only be second in command and had no say in many things. Later, when Mr. Jiang went to jail, the president was parachuted in to take advantage of the situation!

Fortunately, after working for so long, I finally got the chance. The current president packed up and left, and it seemed that the higher-ups had no intention of sending anyone over.

What does that mean? Of course I want to show my appreciation, hahahaha——

He took off his cigar, exhaled a puff of smoke, and winked at the younger brother beside him.

The latter understood and stood up and raised his hand: "Now everyone vote, everyone who welcomes Mr. Li to be the president of the group, applaud!"

Clap, clap, clap - everyone applauded. Everyone carried the colorful sedan chair. They were all used to it.

Mr. Li stood up from his chair with a proud look on his face, biting his cigar, with a serious and controlled look on his face.

"I am truly humbled by your support, but for the sake of the group and the board of directors, I, Li, will take on the role of president for the time being! I hope that we can work together to overcome the difficulties, grow bigger and stronger, and create greater glory!"

"it is good!"

"Mr. Li is sharp!"

"Support Mr. Li!"

"Welcome Mr. Li to the CEO's throne! If you understand, applaud!"

I will hurry to heat up the atmosphere. More than two-thirds of the shareholders are here, and the rest who haven't come can't make any difference to the situation.

There is only one possible surprise, that is, the largest shareholder jumps out and uses his veto power.

But Mr. Jiang is now eating oranges in Stanley! Can he still escape from prison? Who told him to sneak out without medical parole? He deserves it!

Mr. Li bit his cigar happily and started walking towards the empty seat at the front.

It’s getting closer...ah, I have finally reached this day...no, I should have this day every year, every day!

Mr. Li walked to the seat, his heart filled with joy, and he even reached out to touch the seat he had coveted for a long time.

Although they are all made of the same leather, this leather feels like real leather, unlike the other seats, which always seem to be missing something.

The purchasing department must have been clever and gave the president a higher-class seat, tsk tsk tsk…

He turned around, and just as he was about to sit down, the door of the conference room was suddenly pushed open.

"Bang----"

The force was so great that the door hit the wall and bounced back.

Everyone looked over in surprise and found a few familiar yet unfamiliar people standing at the door.

Everyone knows Johnson. He was Mr. Jiang’s assistant and an absolutely loyal man.

They also knew the bodyguard with a bit of black blood, Broken Tooth Xiong. It was he who led people to carry out Jiang Sheng's "high-end business war" order, and then was killed in return.

Mr. Jiang will be sentenced to ten years in prison for a series of crimes including hiring a killer, possessing firearms illegally, and assisting in smuggling. No matter how he tries, it will be six or seven years.

On the contrary, it was Beng Ya Xiong, because Jiang Sheng was the biggest offender who went in and took on everything, and he managed to get out quickly and has been outside ever since.

People in the group don't think highly of these two guys. The simplest reason is not that they do despicable things, but that they can't even succeed in being despicable.

You (TM) spent money, hired gangsters from the Sun Yee On to block the road in front and behind, and had three Southeast Asian killers and guns - and you were still able to be killed?

There was just an ordinary couple and a driver across the street. Was their driver so arrogant? Taiyechi bodyguard?

Oh, it seems like it really came out of Taiye Lake... But that's a movie! In real life, no matter how good your kung fu is, you can just shoot it down with one shot!

The incident caused a sensation in the newspapers at the time, with headlines like "Killer commits murder openly" and "Movie stars invited to assist in investigation" being everywhere.

Such a noise naturally attracted the attention of the higher-ups, and they dealt a heavy blow to them, so no matter how big or small the tycoons or wealthy people were, they were of no use.

If I have to say something, it's just a small privilege of going from knocking stones to operating a sewing machine.

As for eating oranges, that's even more of a joke.

The standard item on Stanley prisoners’ plates is oranges. The prisoners who are released feel sick and vomit when they see that thing...

But no matter how disdainful they were, their sudden attack still gave the shareholders a moment of peace.

And when the figure behind them walked in, everyone stared in confusion.

Who is this? He looks so cool!

Sister Jiang Yu, who was wearing a windbreaker, raised her chin and looked around, her eyes fixed on Director Li who was squatting in a horse stance.

Mr. Li was about to sit down when he was frozen in mid-air, unable to decide whether to stand up or sit down.

Beng Ya Xiong glared, walked over and pushed him away: "Go to hell!"

"What did you say?!" Director Li suddenly exploded: "I'm going to fire you!!"

"You want to fire my driver?" Jiang Yu looked at him curiously: "Who are you?"

"…Who are you?"

"Yes, who is she?"

"Looks like someone's secretary."

"Is your secretary so small?"

Jiang Tianyi walked to the president's seat, and Beng Yaxiong pushed away Mr. Li, who had not yet sat down, and helped Jiang Tianyi pull the chair away.

Johnson came over to help her take off her windbreaker and handed her a long, thin ladies' cigarette.

Jiang Tianyi took the cigarette and bit it gently. Johnson took out a lighter and was about to light it for her, but she waved her hand to indicate that it was not necessary.

With a cigarette in her mouth, she changed her sitting position and hooked her finger at a shareholder sitting not far away.

The latter looked left and right, thought for a while, and then took out his lighter and went over to help her light the cigarette.

"Your lighter doesn't work... Johnson, shouldn't there have been a cigar box here before?"

"Yes, Mr. Jiang used to like to smoke cigars, so he put them in the meeting room."

"Then why didn't I see it?" Jiang Tianyi opened her red lips slightly and exhaled a circle of light smoke: "I'm still used to it as before."

Johnson quickly rummaged through the cabinet next to him, found a box covered with a thin layer of dust, and carefully placed it to the left of the president's seat.

Sister Jiang Yu opened it and smiled as expected - it was empty.

The cedar cigar box was empty. After all, none of the people present smoked cigars, and the thing had been taken away by the "rat" in the cabinet a long time ago.

As for whether it will be discovered?

Come on! Mr. Jiang is out of prison, so why would he care about a box or half a box of cigars?

However, it seemed that the rat that took the cigar knew that it couldn't take the whole box with it, so at least it could still find an empty shell.

"It's better to take it away. If you put it in without rehumidifying it, it will go bad if you don't draw it out..."

She turned over the box and knocked on it. A small mechanism on the back opened, revealing an exquisite lighter.

There is a small dial in the middle of the lighter, which is very eye-catching in luxury style, and the golden stripes are inlaid with gems.

"So, they are all blind." Fiddling with the lighter, Jiang Yujie sighed: "This box of cigars has 160 cigars in total. When I bought it, I spent euros - the euros is the price of the box. The cigars are given for free when you buy the box, and I bought this lighter separately for ."

As she said this, she casually threw the lighter to the shareholder who had lit his cigarette before: "This is for you. It's better to use a wooden stick to light a cigar."

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to sit here?" Looking at her, Mr. Li felt like a clown: "Get up!"

"Do you know why I gave him this lighter?"

Yes, why? Wouldn't it be better to give it to me? The other shareholders followed suit.

Shareholders holding lighters feel that what they are holding is not a bargain, but a hot potato.