After Mr. Tan's death, the family power finally fell completely into Uncle Tan's hands. This was true on the surface, but there was a lot of room for manipulation behind the scenes.
In the final analysis, it was the old man who had too many sons and played a balancing act. Once the Tan family became powerful, the old man probably became too powerful. He imitated the ancient emperors and established a "prince" first, and then
To have favored "princes", one with power and one with fame, isn't this just "worrying not about scarcity but about inequality"?
Now that the old man has finally kicked off his legs, the internal struggle of the Tan family has been completely brought to the surface. Uncle Tan is "justified", the second brother is the boss of the gang, the third and fourth brothers are engaged in "secret Chencang", and there is also the sixth brother "
"The oriole is behind", plus a group of juniors from the Jingzi generation, it's really a big show.
Tan Jingxing is probably one of the only people who is not "involved", and the reason is nothing more than a bloodline issue. Of course, Tan's father is aware of Tan Jingxing's Tan family bloodline, but he will never put the old events of that year aside for the sake of a fake son.
Under the sun.
But if you want to say that Tan Jingxing is not busy, that would be a lie. Young elites cultivated by big families rely on their own abilities and vision. He came here mainly to negotiate with Tan Zhao about the Tan family's shares.
That's right, in order to show off his favored persona, the old man gave Tan Zhao 5% of Tan's shares when he came of age. After all, people with family genetic diseases are destined to die early. They can take it back when Tan Zhao dies.
Said the abacus was very good.
But who makes the world unpredictable?
Tan Jingxing heard the crisp sound of biting an apple, and finally broke away from Gu Chang's strange eyes. He took out a document from the briefcase he was traveling with and handed it over: "Brother Qi, this is the Tan shares that you entrusted me to represent in the past. Now,
The old man passed away, and everyone in the group..."
Tan Zhao took another bite of the apple, thought for a while, and then remembered this share: "If you didn't tell me, I almost forgot that I am actually a group director."
Tan Jingxing:......
At this moment, Gu Chang also touched an apple from the table and clicked it. Although he said nothing, his presence was really strong.
Watching the two of them eating the apple one bite at a time, Tan Jingxing pressed his tongue against his cheek and felt that his back teeth were a little sore. Is this apple so delicious?
"Brother Qi, are you going to attend the board of directors?"
In this regard, Tan Zhaojing thanked Bumin, but just as he was about to speak, a crisp apple click sound was heard in time. Tan had a particularly strong desire to win in some aspects, so he picked up the apple on hand and took a hard bite, and the sound
louder than the other party.
Tan Jingxing: ...You are really naive, do you know that?
"No, by the way, do you have any shares in the Tan Group?"
Tan Jingxing shook his head: "The Tan family has absolute control over the Tan family's shares, owning 75% of the original shares of the Tan family. Except for some scattered shares, in order to prevent the shares from being diluted and dispersed, the old man gave it to his uncle when he took over the Tan family.
Uncle’s 30% shares
In addition, you have 5% here, the second uncle, father, fourth uncle, sixth uncle each have 2%, and the fifth uncle also has 2%. Later, Ms. Yan inherited it, and Ms. Yan sold it to the old man at the market price, so the old man is dying.
Currently, it still holds 22% of the group’s shares.”
"Over the years, my uncles and father have collected scattered shares of the group. According to my estimation, my father should hold no less than 5% of the shares."
When Tan Zhao heard this, he understood: "The old man didn't make a will?"
"I don't know, but when the old man is about to die, whether he has a will or not depends on his personal means." They are all people who like to cross the line, and a will is very maneuverable.
Understand, the Tan family believes in the wolf spirit, and being able to play it is considered a skill. Tan Zhao has done some calculations. If his cheap father can get the old man's shares, plus the shares in his hand, he can overwhelm
Uncle Tan, of course, the premise is that the uncle does not have any scattered shares collected.
Of course, we do not exclude the possibility that a new pattern will emerge after cooperation between several parties.
"So, do you have any scattered shares of the group?"
Because the topic was too serious, Gu Chang also finished his apples and began to play with his mobile phone quietly. Of course, it would be better if he looked up at people without playing for a while.
Tan Jingxing avoided the strange and probing look and said, "Yes."
You see, smart people know how to prepare for a rainy day. Tan Zhao pushed the documents on the table over as they were: "Exchange for a share donation contract. If your hands feel hot when you hold it, I will be so poor that I have no food to eat and I will come to my door to fight in the autumn breeze. Don't refuse."
That’s it.”
Tan Jingxing: "Brother Qi, I can pay the market price..."
"I won't sell it at the market price." Tan Zhao smiled and shook his head, "Take it, it is more suitable in your hand than in my hand. I am really looking forward to others seeing your expression when you are sitting at the board meeting. Remember to come next time
Describe it to me."
There was no need to refuse anymore. Tan Jingxing glanced at Gu Chang, who was playing with his cell phone with his head down, and then called his assistant to ask for the gift contract.
Tan Zhao looked at the clean apple core and quietly typed and sent it: "What? Are you unhappy?"
Gu Chang replied quickly: "No, eating an apple clean is the minimum respect for an apple."
Tan Zhao:...Your ambitions are quite high?!
"The Tan family will collapse soon. The shares are of little use. I have something better to give you." Tan Zhao quickly typed this line and sent it, and a call interface appeared on his phone.
Oh, his biological father, who is obsessed with business wars, finally called him.
"Hey, who is that?"
"You brat, if you get into trouble and run away, the old man will be calling your name until you die! Come back and kowtow to the old man!"
Tan Zhao picked his ears and suspected that he heard something wrong: "Should I kowtow to him? Ask him, is he worthy?"
Tan Jingxing, who just hung up the phone and walked in: ...As expected of you, Seventh Brother.
But the other end spoke in a lowered voice: "I don't care what you think in your heart, the old man is gone. He loved you the most when he was alive. If you don't come, your spine will be stabbed to death."
"I didn't say I wouldn't go. Just ask your assistant to inform me of the date of the funeral. I'm already so ill. The old man loves me so much, so he won't want me to work hard for him, right?"
Really, in terms of reasoning, he has never lost in his life :).
Obviously, the other side was too lazy to talk about this, so they simply said: "Okay, you are right, okay, do you have 5% of the group's shares? The group has been involved in something recently, you can find a time to
Share transfer..."
"Ah? You're late. I've already transferred the shares to Jing Xing. We're not a family, right?"
Tan Jingxing's assistant worked very quickly, and there was a printer in the villa. At this moment, the time had been transmitted, and Tan Zhao didn't even look at it. He was on the phone while writing his name in a flourish.
"What? You don't believe it? I'll give you a picture later. Is this okay?"
The other person was so angry that he immediately hung up the phone.
Half a minute later, the cell phone in Tan Jingxing's hand rang. It was obviously Tan's father.
After Tan Zhao finished signing, he threw the pen on the table and started playing with the brewing ingredients sent by the life assistant.
Tan Jingxing really didn't need Tan Zhao to worry, he pushed Tan's father back in a few words. He was indeed a busy man, and he would leave in a hurry after getting the gift contract.
At this time, Gu Chang proposed to send the other party away.
Tan Zhao: ...Okay, this is very Gu Chang.
So the elder brother calmly allowed the two of them to leave. Five minutes later, Gu Chang appeared at the door with one hand in his pocket and the other playing with his cell phone.
Tan Zhao couldn't help but be curious: "Did you two go out and have a fight?"
Gu Chang raised his eyelids with an expression like "Why are you looking at me like this?" The electronic sound also sounded in time: "He can't beat me, it's boring."
...That's not necessarily true. Tan Jingxing has a black belt in Taekwondo and is also good at Jiu-Jitsu.
Of course, the smart Tan Zhaozhao wisely did not mention it, but instead pushed the shovel in his hand: "Come on, come on, go dig under that tree, maybe there is a treasure~"
Gu Chang:...You're lying to children.
Although he complained in his heart, Brother Gu was still very honest. After digging for a while, he actually dug out several jars of wine and quite exquisite small wine bottles. At least Gu Chang had never seen them before.
Forgive him, for the sake of revenge, he just completed the junior high school course and started to engage in the business of catching monsters. As for learning driving, lip reading, etc., he only learned to be a monster hunter.
"Oh, it's true. Wait a minute...oh no, drinking is not allowed in the medicinal bath."
Gu Chang washed his hands, picked up his cell phone and typed: "Brother, you are also a patient and cannot drink alcohol."
Tan Zhao looked at the wine and jumped back and forth between secretly taking a sip and setting an example. Finally, under the intimidation of Gu Chang's eyes, he regretfully put down the wine jar.
OK, he is not an alcoholic after all.
You can avoid drinking wine, but you cannot avoid brewing it. Gu Chang was not interested in brewing wine at first, but after watching it for ten minutes, he quickly joined the work. Not to mention, it was quite fun.
As for whether it tastes good or not after subsequent fermentation, he doesn't care.
After the wine was ready and placed in a cool place, Tan Zhao took out his mobile phone and notified his personal financial planner. As mentioned above, every descendant of the Tan family will receive a family fund at the age of eighteen. This is also what Tan used to do.
A source of ecstasy and extravagance.
How to put it this way, he may indeed have good luck. Even so, the few projects he randomly invests in are quite profitable. He can be happy for a lifetime just by taking the group's dividends and project commissions every year.
Not long ago, he spent a sum of working capital to buy land. Tan Zhao asked a financial planner to calculate the money and sell something if necessary. After all, the bad luck in the land in the west of the city has almost dissipated. It would be a waste to just leave it alone.
Make the best use of everything.
What do the Tan family think of him making such a big show of creating a notorious "unlucky place"? Tan Zhao feels that he can't control it. Of course, if they want to interfere, they should be prepared to have their hands chopped off by him.
"...Brother, what are you looking at, smiling so sinisterly?"
Tan Zhao showed a kind smile: "What, what did you say? I didn't hear clearly, please call me again."