Chapter 131 Five Percent Ownership Rights

The mother-in-law was able to calm down after talking hard. If the mother-in-law saw Zhang Qin, she would probably be beaten to death. The mother-in-law's character was rather domineering. When Han Qian sighed at the front door, Qian Ling came out and pointed at Su Liang. He spoke.

"Find someone to draft a share transfer contract, print two copies and give them to me in an hour."

After saying this, he looked at Han Qian sideways.

"You come with me."

The car was a new model of Mercedes-Benz. Qian Ling, who was sitting in the back, seemed to be in a good mood. She became the second shareholder of Honor in an instant. It is estimated that anyone else would be in a good mood. Han Qian took a deep breath and said softly.

"Director Qian..."

"Shut up! Don't try to swindle money from me. Han Qian, are you a miser?"

have to! This was clearly guessed before he even spoke. This is what Han Qian really thought. He thought that he had some merit in this matter. Shouldn't he be given some rewards or dividends? Rubbing her chest and muttering in a low voice, Qian Ling didn't hear clearly and didn't pay attention to the miser.

In the ward, Qian Wan was lying on the bed with an IV drip. Han Qian stepped forward and took the drip and took a look.

glucose?

Then he frowned and looked at Qian Wandao.

"Is everything okay? Just take care of this thing?"

Qian Wan nodded vigorously and said seriously.

"It was a bit painful at the time and I was emotionally unstable. I'm fine now, but my aunt wouldn't let me leave the hospital."

Since everything was fine, Han Qian didn't worry anymore and walked towards Yan Qingqing who was sitting on the other bed. She was applying an ice pack to her face. Han Qian stepped forward and stretched out his hands to cover Yan Qingqing's little ears. He looked at her hair carefully and looked at her hair. There was a lock of hair and the scalp was bleeding.

Han Qian slowly knelt down, put his hands on Yan Qingqing's knees, and said softly.

"Why are you meddling in the big man's matter? I haven't fallen to the point where I need you to protect me. Do you want to take revenge?"

Yan Qingqing lowered her head and shook her head slightly. Han Qian sighed, and then Yan Qingqing whispered.

"Take the claws away."

"Let it go for a while, I'm a little tired."

Han Qian was acting rogue. Yan Qingqing did not insist, but just lowered her head and said nothing. She didn't know how to explain this matter to the board of directors after returning to the company. Is Li Dahai here? He is also a shareholder. She defended Han Qian. Han Qian Zhang Qin was slapped.

what to do?

Han Qian saw Yan Qingqing's worry, turned his head and looked at Qian Ling and smiled.

"Director Qian, if Liu Shengge doesn't intervene, doesn't Li Dahai have the right to remove Qingqing as general manager? That's if you agree to let her continue to be general manager."

Qian Ling took a jujube from the plate and threw it at Han Qian, frowning.

"Now you don't need money to talk about favors? Han Qian, you can't bear any loss? Wait until Li Dahai signs the contract. You guys should go back to the company first. You can't stop working after such a small incident, Qingqing Just stay with Han Qian."

Several women in the ward responded and left together.

They left, and Han Qian asked with some doubts about his confusion.

"Auntie, did Li Dahai agree to transfer 5% of his shares so easily? It doesn't look like much, but in this way, he has no say in the board of directors at all? Just to protect Li Dongsheng from death?"

Qian Ling hit Han Qian with a jujube again and said coldly.

"One word is missing."

"Aunt Qian!"

Qian Ling was satisfied now and explained to Han Qian with a smile while eating crisp jujubes.

"This five percent has nothing to do with the right to speak on the board of directors. What these five percent buys is not Li Dongsheng's social reputation, but his own. If anyone knows that his son has a twisted heart, the people who cooperate with him in business will You have to think about it. Li Dongsheng is not young now. What if he takes over Li Dahai's business? No one wants to cooperate with a person with a twisted mentality. Over time, their business will go downhill. At a certain point, Even they care about face. If Li Dongsheng wants to strip off a girl's clothes and throw them into the corridor, which girl will dare to marry him in the future? He, Li Dongsheng, still wants to find someone who is a good match? How difficult is that? "

Han Qian was confused again and asked softly.

"Didn't Zhang Qin say that Wu Siguan should be Li Dongsheng's wife?"

Qian Ling curled her lips and sneered.

"Do you think Zhang Qin, a woman like this, would be so kind as to let an ordinary girl marry into their family? She just gave Wu Sijuan a stupor and found a nanny for his son in the company. Han Qian, let me tell you something, Businessmen have no mercy and are all evil. Including me, do you think it is his own idea that Li Dongsheng has been bullying Wanwan? Li Dahai also wants to drive Wanwan out of the company. "

Han Qian frowned after hearing this.

"You mean to make Wanwan hate the workplace? Huh? If Wanwan leaves the company, won't you have no heir?"

A dozen jujubes flew over with a crackle. Seeing this, Han Qian turned around without even thinking and held Yan Qingqing's head in his arms. He was worried that these hard jujubes would fall on her head and wound, and he felt the attack from her back. Disappeared, Han Qian turned his head and smiled innocently, but was hit in the head by a jujube.

This beating is totally deserved. He always pokes wounds with his words.

Fortunately, Qian Ling didn't care too much about this matter. Qian Wan chuckled and Yan Qingqing looked at Han Qian's back with confused eyes. What happened to the company after she left?

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Su Liang directly sent the signed contract. Qian Ling was very satisfied, and the subsequent transfer was relatively simple.

Now Qian Ling holds 30% of the shares. Han Qian stood behind Qian Ling, looking at the contract and whispering.

"Huh? Aunt Qian, you only have 30% now. If you want to control the company, you need at least 20%. Unless you take away all the shares in Li Dahai's hands, it will be very difficult. !”

Qian Ling turned around, stood up on tiptoes, slapped Han Qian on the back of the head, and said angrily.

"What about your brain? Glory usually does not go through the board of directors for small matters. And this time Zhang Qin beat Qingqing. I will propose that the board of directors delegate some power to the company and really not interfere with the company's affairs. In addition, there are ! Shareholder voting will only be held when there are major events. The premise is that the opinions are not unanimous. I don’t need to give 50%. Even if I currently hold 30% of the shares, my proposal to oppose Liu Shengge is still valid. Yes, after all, no one wants to break up, and they are not women."

Why is going to class so complicated?

Han Qian suddenly wanted to go home to farm and herd cattle. He would just let the cow go where the cow went. He didn't have to worry about it. He couldn't raise a dog and let the dog herd the cow. He took the dog and Han Qian returned to Yan. Beside Qingqing, he turned his head and whispered.

"Are you going to herd the cows?"

"Um?"

Yan Qingqing, who had been in a dazed state, looked at Han Qian in confusion, and Han Qian sighed softly.

At this time Qian Ling spoke again.

"I will definitely not be satisfied with 30% of the shares, Han Qian! Qingqing is very good to you, right? I should say not very good, but very good, right?"

Han Qian's expression suddenly dropped, he stared at Qian Ling warily, and whispered.

"Aunt Qian, what do you want? I feel like you can't say anything nice. Can I not answer?"

Qian Ling shrugged and said casually.

"Okay, anyway, I don't want to know the answer. I'm just asking you for Qingqing, hey! Who made me childless?"

Han Qian stood up and ran away. He couldn't listen. Once a relatively strong woman still lamented to herself, it was absolutely abnormal. Qian Ling looked at Han Qian who was about to run and said angrily.

"Han Qian! If you dare to run away, I will let Yan Qingqing go home for vacation today and turn around to support Gao Fuli!"

"Run? Where do you start with this? My aunt, I just checked to see if anyone was eavesdropping outside the door. I need to get closer to you, otherwise I can't hear you clearly!"

This scoundrel's shameless energy made Qian Wan laugh out loud. Yan Qingqing also narrowed her eyes and laughed. Qian Ling pointed at Han Qian and sighed feebly. Then when she raised her head, her eyes were full of energy. Han Qian's heart skipped a beat.

Absolutely nothing good!

Qian Ling narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"I asked someone to do the calculations. The market values ​​of Glory and Changxiang are basically the same. That girl from the Wen family has good parents and holds 17% of the shares. But our young people have a hard life. Everything has to be done. You have to work hard and finally find a man you like but you still have to compete with others. Do you think it's pitiful, Han Qian?"

Han Qian looked at Qian Ling suspiciously and tilted his head.

"Aunt Qian, you are so worried!"

"Shut up!"

"Director Qian, Han Qian and I..."

"Shut up, Han Qian!"

Qian Ling ate Han Qian and Yan Qingqing to death. Han Qian turned to look at Yan Qingqing, then lowered his head and looked at the contract in Qian Ling's hand. Qian Ling was slightly stunned when she saw this, then picked up the contract and He started to hit Han Qian's arm and said while hitting him.

"Have you plotted against me?"

Han Qian didn't hide, it didn't hurt anyway, he just smiled innocently.

"How about we make a deal, Mr. Qian? If I can get some shares for Qingqing, five percent of your money will also be given to her?"

When he said these words, Han Qian felt that the blood in his body was boiling!

"Doctor! I have a cold!"

Han Qian ran away! Because he didn't dare to look into Yan Qingqing's eyes.

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