Xiangjiang.
Hong Kong.
Repulse Bay.
In a mansion.
Chen Jun, who was in his fifties, was playing golf in his mansion with a cigar in his mouth.
Since the 1950s, the wealthy businessmen in Hong Kong had been playing golf.
A small golf course was a standard item in the so-called luxurious houses in Xiangjiang City.
The Chen family, who had developed the Crocodile Garment Company to a scale of 1 billion Hong Kong dollars, was naturally one of the richest families in Hong Kong.
It was normal for a wealthy family like this to have a miniature golf hole at home.
Chen Jun's eldest son, Chen Bingyun, the former general manager of the Crocodile Garments Company, stood beside him and played basketball with his father.
"Dad. That kid didn't know that a just cause would have much support, while an unjust cause would have little support.”
"He thinks that the company will be his if he gets the controlling stake!”
"Humph! This kid. He was thinking too much. The crocodile shirt was founded by you, Dad. It will only belong to our Chen family. No one can take it away!"
Chen Bingyun whispered.
So…
Ever since Qin An took control of Crocodile Garments Company, re-elected the board of directors, and became the chairman himself.
In the beginning, the executives who were worried about being laid off were still cautious.
Later on, he realized that other than placing two people in the company, Qin An did not make any changes to the overall composition of the company.
The company was still operating according to the original model.
Gradually, these former executives had some ideas.
Many people secretly contacted Chen Jun to express their loyalty to the founder.
After all, in the eyes of most of the Crocodile Garments employees.
Qin An was a barbaric financial plunderer who waved his money stick and forcefully broke into Crocodile Garments to take away the company.
In terms of relationships, most of the Crocodile Garments employees.
They were still sympathetic and biased towards Chen Jun.
Chen Jun nodded as he pushed the golf ball into the hole.
"Be careful. Don't get caught. After all, they had the advantage in shares now.”
His son was unwilling to be kicked out, but how could Chen Jun be willing to let the company that he had worked so hard for almost 30 years be taken away by someone else?
Therefore, Chen Jun acquiesced to the tricks of the company's original executives and his son.
"Of course. We were very careful. That kid definitely wouldn't notice.”Chen Bingyun said.
Chen Jun looked at his son.
"Have you cleaned up the mess you had in the company?" he suddenly asked.”
"Um…"
This sentence made Chen Bingyun feel a little guilty.
"T-cleaned up."
Chen Bingyun said.
"Yes." Chen Jun nodded.
He had been kicked out of his position as the chairman of Crocodile Garments for half a month. In the past half a month, Chen Jun had thought a lot.
What he couldn't figure out the most.
Or where did Qin An get so much money, and why did he buy Crocodile's shares at a premium?
The Qin family was a wealthy family with roots in Hong Kong.
Anyone who was interested could easily find out about Qin An and the Morning Star Fan Company.
The easier it was to investigate, the more curious the Hong Kong tycoons who were interested in the acquisition of Crocodile Garments were.
Where did Qin An get so much money?
Why did he buy the crocodile shirt at such an exaggerated premium?
No one could make sense of the situation.
Chen Jun, one of the parties involved, could not figure it out either.
If he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't.
Chen Jun had only been thinking about one thing during this period of time.
That was how to regain control of Crocodile!
The simplest and most direct method.
Of course, he had to think of a way to get the shares.
However, Qin An already held 52.1% of the shares. Unless he was willing to sell, no one could take away his controlling shares.
In other words, this path was impassable.
He could only think of other ways.
There was a way. Even if he couldn't get a controlling stake, he could still get control of the company.
For example, taking back the chairman's seat.
There was still some hope.
For example…
Just as he was thinking about the intense part.
Suddenly, Chen Jun's secretary, who had followed Chen Jun for more than ten years, rushed into the Chen family's garden.
"John." Chen Bingyun smiled as he addressed the man by his English name. This was an old official of his father, so Chen Bingyun had to show him some respect.
"Come and play a few rounds. I ordered a few new clubs in Europe. They have a good feel to the ball. You…"
John Wu and Wu Cai shook their heads at the young master, then said to Chen Jun,"
"Boss, that kid is starting to mess around in the company. You have to think of a way to stop him!”
The Chen father and son immediately knew who he was talking about.
"What did he do?" Chen Jun asked calmly.”
"That Qin brat. He left 5.43 million of the 65.43 million Hong Kong dollars in the company's account. The remaining 60 million Hong Kong dollars were all transferred to a security company called Ford Security! There's no money in the company's account now!"
Chen Jun had yet to speak.
"Ah?" Chen Bingyun shouted. How dare he? How dare he do this! That's the Chen family's money!"
Chen Bingyun, who treated the crocodile shirt as his own property, was so angry that his eyes turned red.
Chen Jun, who had been through a lot, frowned and said,""In what name did he transfer the company's funds?”
Secretary Wu Cai: " Investment…The finance director is his man. The money is no longer in the company's account."”
Chen Jun pondered for a moment.
"Help me gather the shareholders and say that we're going to have a shareholders 'meeting.”
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