The son-in-law of the female president

Everyone in Jinling was dumbfounded when they heard the news.

General sale of shares.

Most of them have insufficient funds, and they have raised funds for cooperation in the form of selling equity.

Or there are changes in the company's top management and joint equity sales. These situations are very common.

People with a bit of business experience can casually name more than a dozen types of equity changes.

However, the funds are sufficient, the company's top management is stable, and they also sell their shares. This kind of operation is something they have never seen before.

And still sell 50.00% one.

This means that whoever buys this equity will become the largest shareholder of Splendid Bar in the future.

Not only enjoy the most dividends, but also have a veto power.

This is not a show operation, what is it?
In one day, I don't know how many people boarded the gate of Jinxiu to discuss the purchase of equity.

But without exception, they were all rejected by Splendid Bar.

50.00% of the equity, the market price is more than 8000 million, and finally raised to [-] million.

Almost double the market price.

Everyone can see the potential of Linjiang West Street, where dozens of universities gather to form a university town with a radius of tens of kilometers.

The country's top Jinling Business School, Jinling Medical University, Tengqing Normal School and other key schools are all here.

Nearly hundreds of thousands of students.

But Linjiang West Street has been held in the hands of Qin Zihao, the underground boss of Jinling.

Ordinary people, no matter how rich you are, you can't squeeze into that circle.

If Qin Zihao hadn't nodded.

Maybe your bar is open the first day and smashed the next day.

It's different now.

Whoever buys the largest stake in Splendid Bar will be able to join the Bar Street in a fair and aboveboard manner.

Night markets, food stalls, barbecue stalls, bars, KTV...

Two-thirds of all the most profitable industries are concentrated on West Street.

There is even a saying in Jinling.

The profits of Linjiang West Street are more violent than arms.

Everyone went crazy, even a few third-rate families cut their heads and squeezed inside.

But easier said than done?

Back then, he was connected to the Shen family, the richest man in Jinling, and wanted to intervene in the West Street business several times, but Qin Zihao turned him back.

Si's house.

Everyone gathered around a table of eight immortals, talking while eating.

The old lady excitedly said:

"If we can acquire the shares of Jinxiu Bar, the Si family will definitely be able to aspire to be the first-class family in Jinling in the future."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Si Ningan frowned and said:

"I heard that more than a dozen big bosses went to negotiate, and they were kicked out as soon as they entered the door."

Everyone wants such equity.

But if you don't have any relatives and no reason, why should they sell it to you?
After saying this, everyone fell silent.

The second eldest Si Yangyue whispered: "Forget it, I heard that the owner of Jinxiu Bar is the latest underground boss in Jinling, Zhou Ziyang."

The old lady wondered:

"That Zhou Ziyang seems to have a terrible backer, and his backer can be on the same level as the young master."

Du Changqing gasped when he heard that.

Sitting on an equal footing with the young master.

The identity of such a person is beyond her imagination.

Si Ningan nodded and said:

"Yeah, I heard from my friends that behind Zhou Ziyang, there seems to be a master who has recently become famous in Jiangbei Province, called Jinling Little Real Man."

We are just ordinary people.

It is too far away from the martial arts world, they only know the existence of the martial arts world, but they have never come into contact with it.

Si Yangyue nodded and said:

"That's right, an old business partner of mine said that the little real man is said to have immortal-like skills, so what kind of spells can he know?"

"Now Qin Zihao in Jinling, Zhou Ziyang, and even the Zheng and Gu families in Jiangbei are all headed by Xiaoren."

Everyone was in awe.

This kind of identity surpassed that of the young master.

Hearing the mention of Jinling Xiaoren, Director Xia's expression was complicated.

The words that the young master said, "Jinling Xiaoren said you are his friend" still echoed in Director Xia's ears.

Si Ning'an looked fascinated and recalled:
"The previous Zhou Ziyang seemed to be a small person from the Zhu family in Jinling."

"However, he knew Jinling Xiaoren, and Zhou Ziyang instantly rose to the same level as Qin Zihao when Xiaoren said a word."

Now everyone can't help but change color.

The scalp is numb.

It took Qin Zihao more than ten years to climb up to this position step by step from the bottom.

But the little real person is just a word.

Zhou Ziyang directly crossed the accumulation of more than ten years and reached the sky in one step!
This kind of power is too terrifying, even the young master may find it difficult to achieve it.

At this time, Director Xia's next words almost caught everyone's attention.

I saw the director Xia Youyou said:

"I've heard from the young master himself, including the Lin Group that has recently settled in Jinling. The master behind it is also the real person in Jinling."

Si's lobby was dead silent.

The old lady was shocked, and she said respectfully: "I don't know what kind of expression the young real Jinling has!"

Everyone nodded.

Only the young master of the Jiang family is qualified to meet that kind of person, right?

"My God, if I can hug his thigh, our Si family will be prosperous."

Si Ning'an looked forward to speaking.

The old lady tapped her fingers on the table and looked at Director Xia:
"Chang Xia, since the young master is your friend, then go ask the young master for help. If he comes forward, he might be able to take the equity of the Fairview Bar."

From the beginning to the end, Director Xia never imagined that share of equity.

He said coldly: "Grandma, the Si family wants equity, that's the Si family's business, and it has nothing to do with me."

The old lady slapped the table: "Asshole, aren't you from the Si family? You have been given the position of president of Changxia Company. What else do you want?"

Director Xia was very angry.

Whatever matters, let yourself come forward, and take all the fruits in the end.

Director Xia had already seen clearly the face of the Si family.

The second aunt's yin and yang strange air said:
"Hmph, let me say that Xiao Si's family are all heartless things, you believe it now. They only care about themselves and never care about the people around them."

"This kind of relative is really selfish!"

Director Xia smiled miserably.

Seven years ago, when Jinxiu collapsed, the Si family seemed to be the first to make trouble.

The old lady said earnestly:

"Chang Xia, grandma is indeed too harsh on you."

With that said, the old lady got up slowly, walked tremblingly and walked in front of Director Xia.

Next.

The old lady suddenly knelt down in front of Director Xia.

Everyone watching this scene widened their eyes, Director Xia got up quickly and supported the old lady with a complicated expression.

She pursed her lips and said, "Grandma, don't do this."

No matter how vitriolic this group of relatives are, the old lady is always the director, Grandma Xia.

The old lady burst into tears and snot.

Crying: "Chang Xia, grandma apologizes to you, you can't ignore the Si family."

She looked at the old lady who couldn't get up in a daze.

The second aunt screamed, pointed at Director Xia, and said in an exaggerated tone: "Okay, Director Xia, you actually forced Mom to kneel down for you."

Si Jianghai was also scared out of his wits.

Hastily said: "Chang Xia, do you really want grandma to kneel down for you?"

Director Xia took a deep breath, smiled wryly and said:
"Grandma, I promise you it's not enough, get up quickly."

Jiang Tong sneered all over his mouth.

He looked coldly at this group of relatives of the Si family who were singing a bad face and a red face.