9.chapter 09
"The plan for the new three years, according to Sheng'an's current situation, is it too exaggerated?" Or the middle-aged man who spoke at the beginning, he sneered: "Today's young people don't know what down-to-earth is, how can we believe it?" ”
"Mr. Feng, after listening to the report, I am also very worried when I think of the current situation in Sheng'an." A man who looked elegant spoke Mandarin with a port flavor, but his words were not polite at all, "Of course, I believe that Mr. Feng has such confidence, but I prefer to be pragmatic." ”
"The departure of the fixed cooperative enterprise has also brought a reputational impact to Sheng'an, and other partners will also use this as a premise to measure whether the cooperation is or not, I really don't know where Mr. Feng's confidence comes from." A slightly chubby woman with jade accessories on her body looked dissatisfied, and her scarlet lips closed one by one, "The distribution ratio of dividends is agreed in advance, and I don't have anything to say, but if the company's efficiency drops by 30%, isn't this 12% ratio a joke?" ”
"I'm sure Ah Jin can do it." Chu Mingyu's gaze fell on Feng Jin's body, and he raised his hand to vote, "I agree." ”
"Poof~" A young man sitting at the very end laughed, he raised his hand and brushed his messy blonde hair, revealing delicate and luxurious red studs, which at a glance knew that they were worth a lot. He first glanced at Feng Jin, who seemed to be listening carefully to other people's ideas, and then looked around at the shareholder members, with a smile on his face that was a little ruffian, "I thought that the shareholders' meeting was extremely boring, and the old man would bring me back from Australia to participate in this kind of meeting attended by the elderly." I didn't expect that the president of Sheng An would be a young and beautiful woman, if the old man had sued me earlier, and he didn't have to come to arrest me, I would have come back immediately. ”
The young man didn't seem to notice the problem of the occasion, and lifted Erlang's legs, and lifted up his casual jeans a little, revealing half of his white calves, and black patterns were tattooed on his ankles, which looked mysterious and bewitching.
Feng Jin looked at the young man, because his position was the last, and he was blocked by others, so he didn't look at this person carefully at first. Feng Jin recalled the list of members of the shareholders' meeting, and remembered that this person was the grandson of Old Man Zhao, Zhao Ruitian.
A 24-year-old graduate of Harvard's Master of Financial Administration, he is currently the Director of Operations for Southeast Asia.
Feng Jin had seen a photo of this person before, he was well-dressed, baby-faced, very delicate, and he didn't dye his hair like a straw. It's hard to imagine what it took to make yourself into this picture. Although the company does not require a dress code, this person is obviously too casual.
I saw Zhao Ruitian stand up, picked up the microphone on his desktop with one hand, adjusted his voice, and continued: "Although I don't know as much about the domestic market as the seniors here, I also did a simple investigation. Shengan is not the top in the peer company, but it is not low, and the development prospect is great, first of all, thanks to our president. Sheng'an's profit statement two years ago must have been read by all of you, but now it has increased by 25 percent compared to previous years. Zhao Ruitian seems to be hippie and smiling, not right, but he is also well organized.
He walked towards the three people who had just spoken, leaned on the conference table, tilted his head to look at the three people who spoke first, and said with a smile: "It can be seen that there is a tendency among the shareholders to open their eyes and talk nonsense, which is not good." It's not easy to be a president, he's busy to death, and he has to fight with all kinds of bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods, it's too hard! ”
As if sensing that he was off topic, Zhao Ruitian coughed lightly, "Cough, let's get down to business." I also learned about the corporate culture and management personnel and general operation status of those companies that terminated the contract with Shengan Group, and made a calculation, and their departure was the biggest promotion for Shengan. Resting on its laurels, drawing the ground as a prison enterprise in today's era is no development potential, if Sheng'an also according to the previous business model, there is no today's Sheng'an, you should be clear about this fact. So, stupidity is a virus and is susceptible to infection. If you can't even figure out the actual situation, and you still open your eyes and talk nonsense, then you have lived so much grade" Zhao Ruitian paused, and changed the words "live into the belly of a dog" into a few words, "It's a pity." ”
When the words fell, the faces of the three people who spoke initially suddenly turned dark.
Zhao Ruitian's identity is known to several people present that the Zhao family has been in business for generations, has a huge family business, and is headquartered in New York with his father at the helm. The reason why Old Man Zhao holds Sheng'an's shares is also because of the good personal relationship with Feng's father at the beginning. It's just that since Feng Jin sat in the position of president, Mr. Zhao has always pretended to be deaf and dumb at the shareholders' meeting and does not participate in these things. Therefore, every shareholders' meeting is a day for these three people to use the topic to play a big role. Although the meaning of Mr. Zhao letting his grandson come over to participate in this shareholders' meeting is unclear, it is just right to have such a jumping temperament.
Feng Jin, who was sitting in the first seat, crossed his fingers, rested his elbows on the conference table, his face was cold, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.
The three people in front of him are the veterans who originally followed Feng's father to found Sheng'an, as long as they don't do anything that substantially damages the interests of the company, no matter what happens, Feng Jin only has a cold face, but he won't do anything to them.
Not to mention that these three people watched Feng Jin come to this day step by step, and they also began to change their attitude towards Feng Jin after Feng's father fell ill, and they were very dissatisfied with the fact that Feng Jin became the helmsman of Sheng An. But dissatisfaction is dissatisfaction, and there is only the opportunity to respond to Feng Jin when the shareholders' meeting is held. Unexpectedly, Feng Jin never confronted them directly, and his attitude was never expressionless, unfazed, and even sounded polite between his words, which made people feel powerless to punch the cotton.
Before they could argue, Feng Jin interrupted them and asked Jiang Suliu to inform the shareholders present of the cooperation plan with Kangkesi Group.
Except for the three people, whose faces were blue and white, and they didn't say a word, everyone else applauded in agreement.
In the final analysis, it is the interests themselves that are the most valuable.
This truth, Feng Jin understood when he stepped into this circle.
A useless confession is just a waste of time.
There were 13 shareholders in total, with 10 members voting in favour of the vote, two abstaining and one against.
As a result, the content of this shareholders' meeting was smooth.
At the end of the meeting, Feng Jin still made a brief summary in a formulaic manner.
When the shareholders left the conference room one after another, Chu Mingyu walked towards Feng Jin, but immediately stopped and took out his mobile phone, and when he saw the number on it, he subconsciously glanced at Feng Jin, his face seemed to be struggling, and then turned around and left the conference room.
Feng Jin put away the Wen Jiàn in front of him, as if he didn't see the scene just now, handed the Wen Jiàn in his hand to Jiang Suliu on the side, and then his eyes fell on the man standing in front of him.
"Hey~President~" The corners of Zhao Ruitian's mouth hooked, trying to make himself look evil and crazy, "For the sake of my cousin just now, don't you invite me to dinner?" ”
Feng Jin's face was not as cold as before, she stood up and stretched out her right hand, "Thank you for me, old man." ”
"Huh? Isn't it due to me? Zhao Ruitian was surprised, but his face was very calm, he smiled and held her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Feng." ”
Zhao Ruitian's movements looked elegant and natural, which was very different from his previous appearance.
"I'm glad to meet you, Director Zhao." Feng Jin withdrew his hand and said politely: "Then, make an appointment another day." ”
"Absolutely."
After the politeness was over, Zhao Ruitian looked at Jiang Suliu, who was copying the meeting minutes on the USB flash drive, and a smile of unknown meaning appeared at the corner of his mouth, "This is your assistant to President Feng, right?" ”
Feng Jin was just about to say something, Jiang Suliu stood up and stretched out his hand towards Zhao Ruitian, "Hello, Mr. Zhao." ”
"Don't be so polite, just call me Ruitian."
The corners of Jiang Suliu's mouth tightened, and the strength in his hands increased.
Zhao Ruitian's face was unmoved, but his hands trembled slightly.
Feng Jin glanced at the two of them, and his gaze fell on their clasped hands. The hands of the two suddenly let go, and Zhao Ruitian laughed, "I just feel that I have a feeling of seeing Secretary Jiang late, as if I had seen it in my previous life." ”
"Secretary Jiang really looks good." Feng Jin said, "I still have some problems, Secretary Jiang, you can send Mr. Zhao." ”
"Okay, President."
After Feng Jin left, Zhao Ruitian raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Senior, it turns out that what you told me was not a joke!" When I first saw that it was you, I thought I was dreaming! Tell me, what are your intentions in coming to Sheng'an? ”
Jiang Suliu walked in front with Wen Jiàn in his hand, but his tone was as cold as Sanjiutian: "I didn't expect to see you here." ”
"Sheng An's hospitality is like yours?" Zhao Ruitian squinted at him, "The president didn't let you send it like this just now!" ”
Jiang Suliu stopped, looked back at him, and then made a gesture of "please", "Mr. Zhao, please here." ”
Zhao Ruitian shook his head when he boarded, but he didn't say anything more.
This time he was caught by the old man, with a full stomach of reluctance to come to the Rausch meeting, he was dozing off at the beginning of the meeting, and when he looked up, he seemed to see an acquaintance, and when he reacted, he found that it was an old acquaintance, and his spirit was instantly restored, and there was the scene in the conference room.
Walking to the elevator, Zhao Ruitian walked into the elevator, but Jiang Suliu did not enter.
"Since someone picks you up, I won't send it."
After speaking, Zhao Ruitian rolled his eyes, looked at the bodyguard who was walking towards him, the corners of his forehead were bruised, how much did the old man not trust him to make such an arrangement?
The elevator door closed, and there was no one in sight, and Jiang Suliu seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
He didn't expect Zhao Ruitian to appear on such an occasion today, the two met in the UK, the same university, the same tutor, he occasionally taught his younger brother on behalf of the tutor and knew Zhao Ruitian, and the bad relationship lasted for five years. This person is stubborn but not brainless. On the contrary, he has a keen intuition and judgment when it comes to doing business.
When he first came to Sheng'an, he didn't deliberately hide his identity, but he didn't expose it either. Perhaps, in his subconscious, he didn't want her to know, and he didn't want her to feel that she had come to Sheng An with a purpose.
Jiang Suliu's thin lips pursed, what would happen if she knew?