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I stare at the puck in Kevin's glass.

It was originally an ice cube that was about the same diameter as the cup. The bartender chiseled it into a sphere bit by bit and put it into the cup. I have seen the whole process with my own eyes before sitting at the bar to talk about things.

Is this a waste of manpower?I can't help thinking.The ice cubes added to whiskey, no matter how carefully crafted, are essentially just ice cubes.

I suddenly said, "The COO did not ask for any third-party documents."

Kevin smiled slightly, looking down at his cigar.I knew I had guessed right when I saw his reaction.

Just listen to him say: "You are faster than I imagined."

I close my eyes.

This move is cruel...

Kevin was smoking and laughing, looking like a thug in a rich suit.I took a cup and lowered my head to drink the water. The water was ice-cold, and I didn't realize it when it was first served.

What part did Miss Pender play in it?Will she hurt me?

I can't believe it.

Kevin raised one leg: "Let's make a few things clear, I don't want us to misunderstand each other in terms of sincerity: first of all, I want you to know that Ruijie does have opinions on you and entrusts me to lead the way. That's partly true."

"What about the group? What does the group think about this issue?"

He looked at me for a while: "I don't know what you're talking about."

I don't look over, smile, and restrain my anger.

Skills are not as good as others, and if you lose, you lose. I am willing to bow down.

"And then about... oh, yes, the information you provided." The thumb of the hand holding the cigar lightly brushed his beard, "an interesting little development, my people didn't get all the information, and I was very Believe you did some kind of interference. Why?"

I looked directly at him: "Who do you want to provide this information to?"

Kevin paused: "It seems that neither of us will know the answer. This is a bad start."

I've got my bag on my legs, my hands on the straps, ready to get up.I asked, "Is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Don't worry." He raised one hand and hurriedly put down his cigar, "Your 'initiation ceremony' has been completed, and I regret that you didn't join the club you wanted to join. But anyway, here we are In the same boat, isn't it?"

I cross my arms.

He waved his hand: "Look, regarding the development prospects of the new company, the discussion just now made me feel that you have already considered and guessed, and this is a good thing, which shows that you have not given up on your independence no matter what. Thinking. That's exactly what I need - an invincible man who is always calm."

I still didn't smile: "It's ironic, I think you're praising me."

"I'm indeed complimenting you. You just accept it." Kevin raised his eyebrows a little bit, as if to emphasize his sincerity, and the wrinkles on his forehead were layered on top of each other, like capital that is difficult to wash away. Dirt in pores.

Kevin's cigar was cooling off on the ashtray, and its owner had long since lost sympathy for it.I glanced at it and only got to the middle section. I heard from customers who love this mouth that it's just the beginning of the good taste.

If you are not in charge of the family, you don't know how expensive Chai Mi is. With such a spoiled method, does he really have no worries?

"About my previous promise, this is it." He picked up his glass and took a sip of wine, "I'm afraid it will be difficult for a director position to keep attracting you for five years. Get a solid tilt on that."

I didn't speak.He said it as if he was already the CEO of the new company, and in this way, what Kevin got was only the position of COO. Why did he make me believe the pie he drew for me?

Kevin put down his glass: "Cash."

I raised my eyebrows.That's kind of interesting.

But I'm still not convinced by his words.I said: "Can I know more details? About what kind of club I accidentally joined? I thought our COO Rajay could promise you the position he has now at most. Why can you be so sure? promise me?"

"Now comes the interesting part." Kevin sat upright and looked at me. "I agree [-]% with the group's arrangement, power transfer, project optimization, and structural reorganization. The group can directly intervene in the business of our two departments now, and Ruijie can come to be the CEO of this subsidiary."

I motioned for him to continue.

"As for myself, I will become the CEO of Crab Shell."

I was taken aback, not hiding my surprise: "What does that mean?"

"It's literally."

I took a breath: "Where is the big boss?"

Kevin snapped his fingers: "That's why I need you! I don't even have to say a word!"

I spread my hands: "I don't understand what you mean."

"From what I've read and what I've heard from Raj," said Kevin, "the group isn't really concerned about who's going to be the CEO of this new company—or, let's say, 'someone 'Let the group not care about this matter - as long as the candidate is faithful, reliable and qualified, then it can be anyone, me or Ruijie... I think the chairman is more inclined to Ruijie, after all, he is from mainland China. As me, I also trust people with similar backgrounds to myself.”

I was keenly aware that there was another connection between Kevin and the group, but I didn't ask about it at this time.

Kevin continued: "But Ruijie prefers the position of Crabshell CEO. So do I."

I'm afraid he didn't say a single lie, or the lie has been deduced many times in his mind so that it is completely true to reality, but it is fabricated so that there is no logical flaw left.

It is inevitable for them to take a fancy to the position of the big boss.Assuming that the split of the company is inevitable, and the development of the subsidiary company will not be so smooth due to the intentional hindrance of outsiders...

Our stock price is already beautiful.Going against the trend this year, the situation is even more special, and the performance is extremely dazzling.

Could Miss Pender be the broker in such a deal?

I withdraw my thoughts.

With a little deduction I knew what Kevin wanted me to do.But I still asked, "Can you please tell me exactly what you need me to do?"

"It's very simple, free up Li Song's position."

"How?"

"I won't get into the details." Kevin looked at me, "Basically, I can get any resource you want."

I couldn't help laughing: "What do you think can threaten the founder of a company?"

"It doesn't have to be such a dirty thing, you know?" He smiled half-smile, "Everyone has his weaknesses."

I looked at him: "I don't do dirty work."

Not to be outdone, Kevin tilted his head slightly: "Interesting fact: you've already done it."

Before parting, Kevin asked me to open an offshore account as soon as possible, or simply give him my virtual currency wallet.

To accept bribes, I'm almost crazy, but I think he is really inflated and a little insane.

But from an outsider's point of view, I think we may be equally insane.

I was temporarily insane.Kevin forced it.

He reminded me: what can threaten the founder of a company?

The general is afraid of mutiny, and the emperor is afraid of forcing the palace.

Such stories have happened too many times in the market, and this is the charm of the joint-stock system.Compared with partnership enterprises, the game participants of joint-stock companies will only increase and become more and more complex, and finally reach a certain balance: once the situation behind it is replaced by the free market, the situation will change again.

This principle applies to our big boss...and the same to the chairman.

After I got home and changed my clothes, I took a taxi to Sentosa with my packed travel bag.Along the way, I carefully checked the statements we submitted to the SEC, trying to find breakthrough gaps from the equity changes.

The content of the report is very detailed, and I just browsed the other contents quickly, but I focused on reviewing the 20-F and the beneficial person report, which would give me a very comprehensive understanding of our major shareholders.

As a small soldier whose annual dividends are not enough to go to Seychelles for a half-month vacation, I have never cared about the ownership of the group's equity.

Who does the group belong to, and which capital behind the scenes has the upper hand for a while, these and other issues seem to be related to me, but in fact, they do not affect my daily work.I'm only vaguely aware that some southern giant is throwing money behind us, but take a closer look...

It seems that we are still quite popular with domestic capital.

The shareholders with names and surnames are not mentioned, and those who don’t know where they come from, I also follow the clues to find out who is behind them one by one.I had already noticed it when the taxi drove into the residential area.

And, this discovery is much more important than I initially expected.

The group that the company next door belongs to is increasing our stake bit by bit.Although they have different faces and various identities, sometimes they are wholly-owned subsidiaries, and sometimes the circle is devious, but there is no doubt... I have done a not too difficult arithmetic problem——

They own at least 12.00% of our shares, which is what I can find out without any additional means.

I leaned against the window, propped my forehead and meditated.

The number of shares held by the big boss has not changed, but the shareholding ratio has been slowly decreasing, and voting rights have also been diluted.His authority is far less reliable than I expected, and Crab Shell is by no means what the big boss says.

In the company, there are two major shareholders holding more than 5.00% of the shares, one is the CTO, and the other, to my surprise, is Liang Heng. I searched through the whole beneficial person report and couldn’t find the name of the COO. It stands to reason that he shouldn’t be: he is a veteran. Unlike the old employees like the boss who were hired at the start-up stage, the COO should have invested in the form of technology or capital. , is one of the founders.

Maybe he sold most of his holdings?I decided to look through the reports of previous years carefully when I have time, hoping to gain something.

but now……

In front of me is the luxury residential area of ​​Sentosa, which I have never set foot in. I have a backpack in one hand and poke the screen of my phone with the other: the contact "Lao Pan" is displayed on the call interface.

The exterior walls of the villa lit up one by one, the beeping stopped abruptly, and the phone was connected.

I looked at the electronic door that was open for me, and my heart was full of emotions.

I'm afraid Miss Pender and I are going to have a candlelit talk.