"Mr. Poulan, I'm sorry......"

Several orcs spoke with some embarrassment.

Looking at these small shareholders in front of him, Puran's face was a little ugly.

"You ...... Ay! ”

Puran wanted to say something, but after thinking about it, he didn't say anything.

After all, according to the law here, it is someone else's freedom to sell their shares to whomever they sell. Even if he sells it to a competitor, he can't control it. Unless otherwise specified in the Articles of Association.

But Plane didn't speak, and some of the minority shareholders had something to say.

"Mr. Pullan, we really don't want to sell our shares, but now the price has been falling!"

"A few days ago, 1% of the shares were still worth 6 or 70,000! We didn't sell it, but it has been reduced to 40,000 in the past two days! If we don't make a move and it drops below 30,000, then we will lose a lot! After all, we have only divided the red once, and if we can share the red again, maybe we won't sell it! ”

When it comes to dividends, this minority shareholder is a bit yin and yang.

If a few days ago, if Puran had chosen to pay dividends, he would have made a lot of money even if he sold his shares now.

It's a pity that Puran didn't pay dividends, although they still earned, but they didn't earn less, so they had a lot of complaints in their hearts.

He regretted that he didn't sell 1% of the shares when they were worth 6 or 7, and it would have been good if he had sold them at that time!

In the past, others were soft-spoken and didn't dare to say it directly, but now that he is no longer a shareholder of the company, there is nothing to be afraid of.

And his words also resonated with other minority shareholders.

Everyone complained one after another, saying that Puran should have paid dividends earlier.

They even said that if they paid dividends this month, they would not sell their shares.

Puran looked at the man, and the expression on his face became indifferent.

Hehe, you won't sell shares if you pay dividends? Do you think I'll believe you?

Puran is very glad that he didn't pay dividends, otherwise he would have lost a lot of money. After all, these minority shareholders have a total of 21% of the shares.

Puran was angry, not that they had sold their shares, but that they had sold their shares to Fantasy.

But at this point, it's useless to say anything.

After the original minority shareholders left, Puran urgently convened a board meeting to inform the major shareholders of the incident.

Everyone was the same as before, first a little shocked, then silent.

In the case of not knowing what the purpose of the Phantom Company is, everyone has no good countermeasures. We can only wait and see what happens.

In the next few days, the person who bought Jumian shares did not appear, and there was no movement from the Phantom Company.

Except for the various news about the Phantom Company in Qiongbi City, no one has seen any actual information about the Phantom Company.

Like they didn't come to Jombi at all?

Puran and the others were also very puzzled.

Isn't Phantom Company going to settle in Qiongbi City? Except for the person who bought the shares of Jumian, no one else or thing appeared. It's as if they're just talking casually and jokingly......

Puran became more and more uneasy.

……

Miró Restaurant.

Self-service kitchen on the 4th floor.

A young orc male was cooking slowly, saying cooking, but the ingredients were all semi-finished, and a little combination of heating would be enough.

Soon, an exquisite meal was served on the table.

In addition to the young man, there were two other people in the restaurant.

"Here, try my Eugene's craft!"

The young man swaggered happily.

"Okay."

The other two nodded, tasted it politely, and then both had a look of admiration on their faces.

"It's delicious!"

"It's good, it's no worse than the chefs!"

For the praise of the two, Eugene seemed very proud.

He had to admit that the buffet kitchen at this Miro restaurant was really interesting.

Half an hour later, the three of them had eaten and drunk enough, and it was time to talk about business.

"Bob, what do you say?"

Eugene looked at one of them.

After a moment of silence, the other party said:

"800,000, a fixed price."

"800,000 ...... That's a lot! ”

Eugene was slightly dissatisfied.

Bob shook his head.

"It's not much, it's just a matter of exchanging money for time."

"Heh, okay, since you're so happy, I don't ink, 800,000 is 800,000! You wait a minute. ”

Eugene went out for a moment, and when he returned, he had a box and two document bags in his hand. He opened the small box, which was full of cash.

Bob looked at the wad of cash, and he pulled the equity contract out of his bag and placed it on the table.

"Haha, that's good!"

Eugene took out a document from his bag, filled it with numbers and his name, and stamped it with the official seal belonging to the Phantom Textile Company.

Bob looked at the contract, and after making sure that there was no problem, he also signed his name and stamped the official seal of Dafeng Investment Company.

He then handed the equity contract to Eugene, who took out eighty wades of cash from the box and handed it to Bob.

"It's a pleasure to work with."

"It's a pleasure to work with...... Hey~"

Bob sighed, didn't stay long, and left after signing the contract.

Looking at the contract belonging to the fifteen percent stake in Jumian, Eugene carefully put it away, and then looked at the other person.

"Hansen, how are you thinking about it?"

"I ......"

Hansen's eyes were full of pain, confusion, and a faint hint of greed.

"For 3.5% of the shares, I bid 200,000, with an average of 1% and more than 50,000. This is definitely a high price now! I bought 21% of the shares in the hands of those minority shareholders at a price of 40,000! ”

Eugene said with a smile.

"I ...... I can't betray my friend......"

Brush –

Before Hansen could finish speaking, Eugene pushed the thinking box in front of Hansen.

"Two hundred thousand, as long as you nod your head, you take all of them. If you don't like that, then let's get together and disperse, and I'll act as if nothing happened. ”

Eugene said, looking at Hansen. Although Hansen does not have a lot of shares, it is a very important part, and it is not impossible to spend more money.

Hansen looked confused.

Eugene smiled again and said:

"You can keep waiting, but I can guarantee that tomorrow it won't be the price. I heard that when you raised money, 1% of the shares were 30,000 yuan? So guess how long it will take for it to fall below 30,000? ”

"I ......"

Hansen stared at the box containing 200,000.

……

Puran didn't sleep well last night and woke up a little late.

The departure of those small shareholders still brought him a lot of gloom.

After coming to the company, Puran held a regular morning meeting.

In the past few days, due to the affairs of the Phantom Company, he has to have a meeting every morning.

It's just that after coming to the conference room today, Puran was stunned.

In addition to a few familiar employees, a strange orc appeared in the conference room, smiling at him.

"You ......"

"Introduce yourself, Eugene, one of the regional leaders of Fantasy Textiles. At the same time, it is also the largest shareholder of Jumian Company. ”

Pu Lantong's hole shrank.

It's him!

Isn't Phantom the largest shareholder, who bought a total of 21% of the shares of those minority shareholders?

"Welcome."

Puran said with an unnatural expression.

"Welcome? No, Mr. Pullan may not welcome me later. ”

Eugene smiled brightly.

"I propose that Mr. Puran be removed from the chairmanship and that I, Eugene, be replaced. As a major shareholder, I should have the right to make this proposal, right? ”

After saying that, Eugene seemed to think of something again, and said with an apologetic face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that this is not a shareholder meeting, so I'll bring it up again until tomorrow's shareholder meeting. I wish you all a happy day. ”

Eugene said to the employees who were looking at each other, and swaggered away.

Bang!

Pullan slammed his fist on the table, his eyes full of anger and grievance.

"Tomorrow's General Meeting of Shareholders ......"