Today, Amu's mother made steamed sea bass and fried dried shredded shreds for them, several Nandu dishes.

Of course, there is nothing to say about craftsmanship, the whole family is eating and chatting.

Amu asked again: "I heard them say that the entire financial situation is very bad, but will it continue to be bad?"

"This is definitely not the case, and it will definitely be positive in the long run." Su Qingyue said: "But the current situation is not good, and I think it's not the most terrifying time yet, so He Jiahua told me before that he wanted to acquire a bullfight, but I also rejected it."

"No? Why?" Amu asked curiously.

"The first thing is definitely the condition." Su Qingyue said, telling her directly about He Jiahua's thoughts.

Amu was stunned when he heard this, and Su Qingyue said again: "The key is that I hope that bullfighting can run in parallel, rather than becoming a branch of Yuedao. I have been thinking about He Jiahua's family spring and autumn system before. This is not simply a system of power, but actually a system of capital. Now I think I should build my own system bit by bit."

"System?" Ah Mou was stunned.

Su Qingyue nodded and said about his previous thoughts, and said: "Only when it becomes a system, you will be more relaxed in dealing with crises. In addition, through my experience and lessons, I found that the flaw of the Hong Kong Stock Exchange is that there are no AB shares. On the surface, it seems to be an equality, but in fact it is easy to get the founder team trapped."

"AB? What does it mean?" Amo asked in confusion.

Su Qingyue thought for a while and said, "It's very simple, it's the same share and different rights. The stocks are divided into two levels: A shares and B shares. The Class A shares issued by foreign stock investors only have one voting right, while the Class B shares held by management have N votes."

Su Qingyue introduced, Amu listened carefully.

"For example, many high-tech listed companies in Nasdaq mostly use AB shares. N usually takes 10. The founding team has voting rights 10 times their shareholding ratio, which controls the right to speak for the company's governance. Under this system, Class B shares cannot be traded publicly. If you want to transfer, you must first convert into Class A shares of 'one share, one vote'. Although Class A shares suffer losses in voting, they often receive compensation in terms of profit distribution and priority compensation. Since in many companies, the founders are soul figures, and many capital tycoons invest only to obtain rich returns and do not need to gain control of the company, AB shares have been used in many high-tech innovation companies."

He said this, and Amu nodded.

Following Su Qingyue, he said: "I think that the future Guang Ge's platform, bullfighting, and Xiaohei short-term rental will gradually enter the capital market. We must all adopt this way of holding shares to ensure that the company's operating rights are firmly controlled in our own hands...

"Then what Yuedao does now? You haven't solved the troubles with He Jiahua yet, right?" Amu asked with concern.

"Yes." Su Qingyue smiled and said, "But don't worry, you will solve it." After he said, he still couldn't let go of Amu, so he told him about the main progress today and the need to let Zhang Yichun come out. Finally, he said, "I hate Qiu Yichun very much, but there is no way now."

"I understand that the enemy's enemy is a friend." Amu said, suddenly sighing, and looked very low again.

After a long time, she found that she was not talking. Su Qingyue asked, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"no……"

"No?" Su Qingyue spread his hands.

After a moment, Amu finally explained the reason: "I've been a little tired these days. I can't sleep enough every day, and sometimes I feel angry. But now I think you are actually very hard and have to face so many things. If I really can't handle it..."

As she said that, she suddenly wiped her tears.

Understanding that being a mother for the first time will bring many psychological problems, Su Qingyue smiled and hurriedly coaxed her: "The family always has a division of labor. I am not as hard as you. Don't worry about me, just take good care of our little Su Tong." He smiled and said, "I am the one who can help me block the water and soil."

"That's right, just take care of yourself, don't worry about Qingyue." Amu's mother also interrupted.

The whole family was afraid that Amu would be sad again, so they coaxed her together.

After dinner, Su Qingyue proposed to go downstairs with her.

Pingjing is still very hot in August, and it is only a little cooler at night. There are many walks in the yard.

Su Qingyue and him were walking on the path and asked, "Do you want to do something with Sister Xiaoxuan? What kind of shop do you open?"

"How do you know?" Amu asked in surprise.

"I have also been thinking about your problem recently. These two months and three months are OK, but after a long time, you will be out of touch with society." Su Qingyue said: "I originally thought that if you don't have it, I would go back to my original unit, but I also felt that the original unit was a bit hard, and it might be better to do it yourself after thinking about it."

"Aren't you tired of doing it yourself?" Amu said: "I think you're tired enough."

"If you do something you are interested in, you will enjoy it." Su Qingyue smiled, touched her head, and said, "Tell me, what do you and Miss Xiao Xuan want to do?"

"It's really impossible to hide anything from you." Amu said and laughed, and said again: "I was thinking that if Su Tong can go to the nursery in the future, he would have to give it to him in advance. On the one hand, I can get a little relaxation, and on the other hand, this is also a process of children's socialization. Today, I saw a child who was over five years old and didn't go to kindergarten. He didn't talk to anyone and hid behind his mother when he got outside. In fact, this is wrong!"

"This is for sure, I agree with your idea." Su Qingyue replied to her and asked again: "Just say you want to do something and need my support. In short, my wife said one word."

"I want all your money and resources." Amu said, and said again: "I want to open a studio with Sister Xiaoxuan, focusing on photography with children in person. Because it is not convenient for me to pick up and drop off children when I go to work, so it's okay to open a studio to take care of our Tongtong. As for the studio, I think so, and I can leave the management and operation matters to Sister Xiaoxuan to take care of. The shooting is with me and a few photographers I have found."

"Yes, no problem, just look at it." Su Qingyue smiled. Amu had mentioned this before, and immediately nodded and replied: "Do you have any good address? If you need anything, you can call Weiguang, he has resources in this regard."

"Well, I just want to open it with them." Amu smiled and said, "If you do this kind of thing, you can do high-end and make the environment good. And it is a photo studio on the surface, but in fact, I want to build it into a community for mothers to communicate and relax, which is different from many maternity and baby photography stores now."

She said, Su Qingyue listened.

"Now everyone is under great pressure. After having children, they will feel anxious about their children, their own figure, future careers, family expenses, family affairs, mother-in-law and daughter-in-law relationships, etc. Moreover, the pace of urban life is fast and there are not many places to vent, so various problems will arise. Before, I met many young mothers on the Internet, and I had this situation. I have been thinking about this positioning for a long time..." A Mo said again.

"It's very good, with very realistic demand and market. Putting aside business, I support you as well as the practical significance of the whole thing." Su Qingyue said, smiling.

He always insisted that his wife should have her own career so that she would have confidence and slowly restore her life. And after listening to her ideas, it was better than she expected.

Thinking of this, they walked around for a while.

When I got home, it was already half past ten and Xiao Sutong was already asleep.

They got into bed and fell asleep soon.

This night was in a daze. In the first half of the time, Su Qingyue dreamed that he was attending the opening ceremony. He was extremely excited in his dream and ran into the venue with a torch. After that, he dreamed of He Jiahua again. He finally announced the convening of a shareholders' conference call, and Su Qingyue's heart suddenly rose.

Then, he opened his eyes and woke him up.

Looking at the watch, it was already 7:35 in the morning, Su Qingyue knew that the opening ceremony was finally about to begin.

At eight o'clock in the evening, a dazzling halo illuminated the night sky.

In the middle of the bird's nest, the 2008 traditional Chinese percussion instrument "子" made rhythmic striking sounds. White lights on the 子子 lit up in turn, combining countdown numbers.
Chapter completed!