The next day, with a group of directors’ "earnest" greet, Jiang Tianhua led a group of senior executives to formally enter the Chaowei Group.
All directors including Xu Weimin and Chen Shaohua attended the general meeting of shareholders.
At the meeting, Jiang Tianhua was called the current chairman of Chaowei Group by an overwhelming number of votes, and the former chairman Xu Weimin became the company's second largest shareholder and brought Jiang Tianhua to exercise the rights of chairman.
After a brief board meeting, Jiang Tianhua got up and left.
"Mr. Jiang, wait." But Xu Weimin stopped him.
"Is there something going on with Xu?"
"I have always had a question in my heart, I don't know if it is appropriate to speak." Xu Weimin looked at Jiang Tianhua blankly.
"President Xu, please say..."
"When did you start this round?" Xu Weimin asked.
Even now, he still hasn't recovered.
He didn't even know why he lost, it was unclear why he lost.
"From the moment Qin Luo refused you." Jiang Tianhua smiled slightly: "We have been fighting for more than ten years. I know you too well. I guess you will want to monopolize lithium batteries and issue additional equity, so we specialize A press conference was held and sufficient cash was specially prepared..."
Hearing Jiang Tianhua's words, Xu Weimin laughed at himself and said: "Heh, I didn't expect Xu Weimin to have been in the mall for more than ten years, since I would be planted on a student."
After a night of calming down, he thoroughly recognized the reality and his mood improved a lot.
"Wrong, he is not a student, he is now a professor at Yan University." Jiang Tianhua corrected.
"By the way, why didn't I see Qin Luo? Where did he go?"
"Maybe he is already sitting on the plane to Princeton now." Jiang Tianhua rolled up his sleeves and looked at the time.
Tomorrow is January 8, Qin Luo will attend Princeton's annual report meeting.
However, things were not as simple as Jiang Tianhua thought. Qin Luo is now sitting on a chair in the waiting hall of Yanjing International Airport, boringly reading the news. It should be because of the fog. It was originally scheduled at 9 o'clock in the morning Plane, delayed by two hours.
Around him, there are still many gray-haired old men sitting, and not far from these old men are a group of young people.
Wang Xueming, Zhou Haizhong, Song Baoguo, and a kind of professors from Yenching University, and their students.
At this moment, they were looking at the information in their hands with excitement, with turbulent battles in their eyes.
For this report meeting, they have made enough preparations!
Emmmm, is this going to listen to the report or to hit the ground?
Think about it, Qin Luo's heart trembled.
He could even imagine the war in Princeton.
"Ahem, Mr. Wang, in fact, you don't need to make a report, and it's useless to prepare well..." Qin Luo reminded weakly.
Not for reporting? It’s useless to prepare well? Listen, is this human talk?
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the old people turned gloomy.
"The kid can't speak, don't speak." Wang Xuecai's eyelids twitched wildly, and he scolded coldly.
"Uh...Then can I ask the elder Wang what can be reported?"
"Goldbach's guess!" Wang Xuecai said irritably.
"If it was Goldbach's conjecture, there might be a real chance." Qin Luo said with a serious look on Wang Xuecai's eyes.
"..." I don't know why, Wang Xue has the urge to choke Qin Luo to death.