Although the photo was snapped, he was on the camera with handsome eyebrows and firm eyes, and he was stepping down the steps of the clubhouse.

The autumn wind blew his coat like a pigeon's feathers, slightly flaring in the wind.

The background in the shot is blurred, and only his whole person is clear.

Fang Zhihui saw it and laughed with him: "It's really stylish, and it has the potential to be an idol businessman." ”

He laughed and laughed, and she didn't give up, as if a reporter interviewed: "Now that he is a public figure, what does Mr. Zhao think?" ”

He smiled: "It's worse than going to jail." ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, but the phone rang.

After he answered, he thoughtfully told her: "The board of directors of Minghua has just announced that B shares with a market value of 100 yuan per market amount will be exchanged for outstanding shares with a market value of 93 yuan. ”

Her heart sank.

Minghua's announcement of the allotment of shares has made it difficult for them to deal with it, and now they are exchanging B shares for A shares, with the intention of forcing them.

His brow furrowed deeply, and she thought he was worried.

So he comforted him: "The success of cash acquisitions has always been more than ninety percent, and we haven't lost yet." ”

He suddenly smiled: "Who said we would lose, I think we are about to win." ”

She vaguely guessed a point, looked at him, and the answer was already coming out.

Sure enough, he said: "Don't you think that Minghua's anti-takeover measures all the time seem to be a bit rushed?" ”

She has always been sensitive, and at this time, she let out an "ah", and she had already been clicked through by him.

His voice was not slow or urgent: "Minghua may have serious problems with his funds. Such an acquisition war, for Minghua, is the best to fight quickly. Yi Zhen has never been procrastinating, and he knows what the advantages are when we announce the cash acquisition. If Minghua's capital operation is good, as long as he announces a higher price to reverse the takeover, he can force us to clear the position, but he didn't, he used the method of allotment of shares without mobilizing large sums of money, which is defending, not attacking, which is not in line with his usual style. If the allotment can still be said to be stable, then this exchange is a bit of a cover-up. Minghua's B shares have always been only held in the hands of a few major shareholders surnamed Yi, regarded as the Yi family's most powerful means of controlling Minghua, Yi Zhen has a strong family concept, but he actually decided to exchange B shares for A shares, which is obviously contrary to common sense, and where it is unreasonable, it is a problematic place. ”

He guessed eight, nine, and ten.

Because in the evening, Xu Chenrui called him and said in a casual tone: "A friend wants to see you." ”

He thought that Xu Chenrui was forced by the strong financial pressure that the Lin family was currently under, so he arranged for another banker to meet with him to discuss the sharing of the loan.

Unexpectedly, it was Minghua and Yi Zhenfei, executive vice president.

He and his brother are not very similar in appearance, and his temperament is even more different, and he is almost mediocre in comparison to the outstanding Yizhen.

When he officially joined Minghua to work, gossip magazines and financial magazines always compared him with his brother, but as time went by, he gradually stopped doing this.

Under his brother's incomparably dazzling aura, he was always hidden in the silent darkness, and even his smile seemed to be absent: "I have heard for a long time that Mr. Zhao is young and promising, and I am fortunate to meet him today." ”

Zhao Zicheng had already guessed everything very sensitively, and said with a smile: "Where, I am lucky to be able to meet Mr. Yi." ”

Sure enough, Yi Zhenfei said: "Mr. Xu and I have been partners for many years, and Lin's Bank, which is currently fully supporting your company, also has half of the Thai funds belonging to me." ”

Zhao Zicheng let out an "oh", stared at the person in front of him silently, and asked with a smile: "Is Mr. Yi planning for me to suspend the acquisition plan for Minghua?" ”

Yi Zhenfei smiled: "Mr. Zhao is really good at laughing. ”

All three will smile.

Yi Zhenfei said: "Presumably Mr. Zhao has seen that Minghua's current funds have a major problem. Minghua's overseas investment suffered a setback, with a loss of more than 20%. The Daewoo Industrial Park is expected to invest more than $1.2 billion, but negotiations with the government failed, and the first phase of the project must be completed within six months. So Minghua is currently on the left and right. ”

What he expected was good.

Yi Zhenfei said: "Mr. Zhao's plan is to dismantle Minghua after the successful acquisition, so I ask that Minghua's insurance company, investment company and communication company can be purchased at a reasonable price, that is, a price about 20% lower than the market price." ”

That is Minghua's most profitable company, which is far beyond the market value, not to mention that it is two percent lower than the market price, he is tantamount to a lion's mouth.

Zhao Zicheng smiled: "Mr. Yi's so-called reasonable price, I'm afraid it's worth discussing, right?" ”

Yi Zhenfei's eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were sharp, and his expression was keen and focused, as if he had suddenly discovered the prey of a cheetah, and his whole body was full of strength ready to attack.

Only at this moment, his expression was actually very similar to his brother, Yi Zhen, the famous CEO of Minghua.

Almost a second later, he was already relaxed and lazy, and his whole person calmed down again: "Of course, Mr. Zhao can also ask me to pay the normal market price, but with Mr. Zhao's current situation, I'm afraid there is no need to deliberately embarrass me like this." ”

Zhao Zicheng only thought for a moment, and then bowed his head: "Okay, a gentleman's word." ”

"Whip it up."

Xu Chenrui personally poured three glasses of wine, Yi Zhenfei raised his glass, and smiled meaningfully: "For Minghua--"

“Cheers！”

The three wine glasses clinked together, making a tinkling sound, and the three of them drank it all, looking at each other and laughing.

Zhao Zicheng didn't stay long, and after sending him away, Xu Chenrui poured wine into the cup and drank with Yi Zhenfei.

Suddenly, he asked, "How?" ”

"He is a rare smart man, and the moment he saw me, he immediately guessed the cause and effect, and this kid was terrifying."

"I've seen his record over the years, it's really amazing, the newspaper says he's the 'God of Sniping'."

Yi Zhenfei sneered: "A person who is only twenty-five years old is actually called a 'god', a young man is ambitious, and he is not afraid of being extremely easy to destroy." ”

"When your eldest brother was twenty-three years old and became the president of Minghua, everyone regarded it as a joke. By the time he was thirty years old, the board of directors, inside and out, together with the group of old guys who ate people and didn't spit out bones, didn't dare to look down on him anymore. ”

Yi Zhenfei was silent for a moment, there were too many things involved, and everything could not be put into words.

He knew that his jealousy was like a pot of boiling oil, and if he only splashed a little water, it would explode.

He despised his own impetuousness, so he only said, "I see." ”

"How is your eldest brother doing?"

"The doctor said that the surgery was too risky and did not consider a heart transplant, so he would get sick anytime and anywhere, and if he didn't save him in time, he would die. Doctors asked him to be hospitalized early in the morning, but he ignored him. ”

Yi Zhenfei was expressionless, "The old guys on the board of directors are panicked all day long, and people's hearts are fluctuating, otherwise, I would not have been able to invest in Daewoo so smoothly." ”

"Actually, if he dies, everything will be yours, so why bother doing it again."

Yi Zhenfei drank the wine in the cup in one go, perhaps it was too spicy, and frowned.

There was a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Even if he dies, Minghua is also created by him!" Even if he dies, everything is given to me by him, everything is given to me by him, and I still live in his shadow! You'll never know what it's like, I'll never want to stand behind him and stand behind him again in my life! ”

After Minghua's financial problems were made public by well-informed newspapers, the market was in an uproar.

Minority shareholders scrambled to sell short, and Minghua lost an inch.

Minghua presided over an emergency meeting, which was attended by senior executives, and the entire conference room was filled with a solemn atmosphere, as if everyone knew that the final decisive battle had come, so there was a dead silence.

Because of the continuous overtime, Yi Zhen was tired and sleepy, and even his voice was hoarse: "In this case, there is no need to track down who leaked the news, what does the bank say?" ”

The asset manager replied: "Ask us for more collateral. ”

Yi Zhen said: "Sure enough, I turned my face and didn't recognize people." ”

He was silent for a moment before he raised his eyes again, "Everyone......"

Everyone listened intently, everyone looked at him, but he stopped, frowned slowly, and leaned forward very slowly, very slowly, as if in slow motion in a movie.

watched him fall down on the conference table with a "bang", and the water glass, documents and other miscellaneous objects were knocked out by his body, and scattered to the ground with a "bang".

Everyone's mouth was wide open, stunned in utter shock.

After a few seconds, someone woke up like a dream and immediately grabbed it: "Mr. Yi! ”

The people in the entire conference room reacted, and the participants were all elites of Minghua, and after a few seconds of panic, they immediately stabilized their positions, immediately administered medicine to him, called the emergency number at the same time, and arranged a special person to be responsible for confidentiality.

But where can the paper contain the fire, it was only a day to hide, and the large and small media already knew about the sudden illness in the conference room.

Immediately rumored that Minghua was defeated, Yi Zhen was exhausted and could no longer support it.

Zhao Zicheng said to Fang Zhihui: "I'm a little uneasy. ”

Fang Zhihui comforted him: "In business, we haven't done anything wrong. ”

He was silent.

Minghua is Yi Zhen's life, and he is clearly asking for Yi Zhen's life now, and his illness can't withstand strong stimulation at all.

Another deeper layer of uneasiness is indescribable and cannot be concretely explained.

He was vaguely aware of a terrifying possibility, like a powerful black hole, in an unknown place, which would one day swallow everything he relied on for survival.

It's a subtle sixth sense.

For the market or the prediction of fate, he has always escaped disaster with this strange sixth sense.

For example, when the currency collapsed six years ago, he had a premonition that he predicted the movements of hedge funds, and not only withdrew very early, but also won huge profits by taking advantage of the trend.

He was fidgety.

Lying in bed late at night, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He had never lost sleep before, and he could sleep peacefully even when the stress was critical.

Or is it really too big this time?