"Yes. However, another Qin Xiuhai holds 10%, plus the patriarch and the eldest miss's shares, they collectively control 45% of the company's equity," Jian Fan replied in a low voice, glancing at the documents in his hand.
"So what? The decision-making power is still in my hands," Qin Si Ye replied dismissively, a slight upward curve at the corner of his lips.
"You are right. But if they unite against this matter, there will still be some resistance," Jian Fan paused for a few seconds and then said, "Also, I've gotten an inside scoop. Qin Xiuhai intends to sell his 10% equity to get some money to support his son, Qin Lang, who is abroad.
The patriarch is currently keeping a close eye on him, seemingly intending to buy the shares he holds."
Upon hearing this, Qin Si Ye couldn't help but sit up straighter, "Really? It seems he still has quite a bit of personal savings."
"President, have you forgotten? The patriarch has several properties," Zhao Ze suddenly reminded him.
Properties? That's right. How could he forget about that?
Those properties were all purchased by his father years ago and had remained untouched.
Moreover, they were all located in prime areas of the city center. If sold now, each one should be quite valuable. Coupled with the dividends and savings he had received from Zhuo Sheng over the years, he indeed had a considerable amount of money.
And Qin Xiuhai was eager to sell. Considering their brotherhood, the asking price likely wouldn't be too high.
If his father were to acquire Qin Xiuhai's 10% equity, he would become the second-largest shareholder in Zhuo Sheng, which would undoubtedly hinder his decisions.
It seemed the patriarch was truly determined to clash with him this time.
He couldn't afford to be careless about this matter.
However, one thing was certain: properties couldn't be sold instantly.
"You can find someone to obstruct the sale of the properties," Qin Si Ye's pupils contracted slightly.
"Also, send someone to contact Qin Lang in France. Tell him I'm willing to pay an additional twenty percent for the shares his father holds. He'll know what to do."
"Okay. I'll arrange for someone to handle it right away." Zhao Ze's face finally broke into a smile after hearing his words.
As expected, the President was so wise. Such a thorny problem was solved with just a few words, pointing the way.
He now held 55% of Zhuo Sheng's equity. If he acquired Qin Xiuhai's 10%, no one in Zhuo Sheng would be able to threaten or obstruct him in the future.
On Saturday afternoon, Shen Xi had just woken up from a nap and was about to wash her face and go downstairs to see the three children.
However, Yin Zhe knocked on the door and walked in, "Sis, a classmate is having a birthday, and they want me to go and have dinner with them."
"Classmate? Which classmate?" Shen Xi looked at him with some surprise.
Yin Zhe had been away for five years. How could he still have classmates contacting him?
"Sis, it's one of the two classmates we met when we went to the movies last time," Yin Zhe replied with a smile, his eyes shining brightly.
Shen Xi thought that during his time back in the country, he had stayed at home. Apart from a few outings with her, he hadn't gone out with friends.
He was a 20-year-old university student and needed friends his own age.
"Alright. You can go. But remember to drink less."
"Yes. I know." Yin Zhe's face bloomed with a sunny smile, "Sis, I'm leaving then."
"Wait. Why don't you take my car? It can also be a reason for you not to drink." Shen Xi called out to him after thinking for a moment.
Although his heart had undergone surgery and had recovered, it was still best for him not to drink.
"Sis. No need, I'll just take a taxi. Don't worry, I'll definitely remember what you said and drink less."
After Yin Zhe finished speaking and was about to turn, Shen Xi, still worried, asked again, "Which hotel are you having your party at?"
"The third floor of the Getai Grand Hotel," Yin Zhe replied and then ran to his room to change.
Getai Grand Hotel? Why there? It seemed the classmate who was having a birthday was also quite wealthy.
Shen Xi came out of the washroom, sat on the sofa, and drank a cup of water. She unconsciously opened WeChat and clicked on Qin Si Ye's profile.
Their chat history was still from three days ago.
It was a bit strange that this man hadn't contacted her for several days.
Counting from last Sunday, apart from the brief, silent encounter at the club, she hadn't seen Qin Si Ye for nearly a week.
This was the longest they had been apart since Qin Si Ye moved into Hua Ban Li.
Could it be that Zhuo Sheng had encountered some difficulties?
Just then, Shen Xi's phone suddenly rang.