Chapter 74: Turning Against Each Other, If They Are Strong, Fight Them

All the minor shareholders panicked and rushed to sell their shares to Jiang Chen. Only the two major shareholders, Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo, remained silent.

Chu Yan, Yao Bing, and the lawyer were completely dumbfounded, having never encountered anything like this before.

"Although I want to acquire these shares to accompany my wife in a life-or-death business war against Wen Ruoxuan, with so many of you wanting to dump your shares, I simply don't have that much cash!"

Jiang Chen said with a meaningful smile, "How about we all go down fighting together against Wen Ruoxuan? That way, you'll at least live up to your status as shareholders of the Chu Group. Fighting a battle against the daughter of a top aristocratic family in Haidu—how thrilling is that!"

Thrilling my ass!

The shareholders trembled in fear. They were not as insane as Jiang Chen. They didn't even dare to offend Wen Ruoxuan, let alone start a war against the Wen family, one of Haidu's supreme elite families!

"Mr. Jiang, I am willing to sell my shares at just forty percent of their value. You must have forty million to buy them, right?"

One timid minor shareholder took the initiative to lower the price, figuring that as long as he managed to offload his shares, he won. Making a bit less was infinitely better than ending up with nothing at all!

The other shareholders cast complex glances at him.

They cursed inwardly: *Does this guy really have to be so cutthroat?*

*Sashing prices like this is a serious disruption to the market!*

"Mr. Jiang, I'll also take forty percent! Eighty million, and I'll sign right now!"

"Mr. Jiang, three percent of the shares for one hundred and twenty million! I'll go get the share transfer agreement right away!"

The rest of the shareholders quickly joined the fray, rushing over to the lawyer to grab the share transfer agreements and fill them out, waiting only for Jiang Chen's signature and the transfer of funds.

"Since you've all prepared the share transfer agreements, fine then. I'll take all your shares!"

Jiang Chen assumed a reluctant expression, accepting their terms helplessly as he signed the documents one by one and processed the payments.

"The money has arrived!"

"Thank you, Mr. Jiang!"

"Many thanks, Mr. Jiang!"

The shareholders who received their money were ecstatic, smiling broadly and thanking Jiang Chen profusely.

Before long, Jiang Chen had acquired the shares of all the minor shareholders at forty percent of their market value, bringing his total stake to an astonishing forty-three percent.

In the end, only the two major shareholders, Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo, were left. They were tempted to sell, but felt the price was too low, and were desperately trying to figure out a way to get Jiang Chen to pay more.

"Wife, let's call it a day for today's shareholders' meeting."

Jiang Chen stood up and said to Chu Yan.

"Is it over?"

Chu Yan asked instinctively, still utterly dazed by the turn of events.

"Wait, Mr. Jiang, aren't you going to buy our shares?"

"We are actually willing to sell as well, as long as the price is reasonable!"

Panicked, Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo politely called out to Jiang Chen, trying to win him over with flattering smiles.

"No need. My share is already large enough. You can keep your shares and play with them yourselves. Who knows, maybe they'll come in handy to liven things up for Wen Ruoxuan!"

Jiang Chen refused flatly, offering a cold and mocking sneer.

Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo panicked even more. If shares worth one or two billion ended up completely worthless in their hands, what game was left to play?

Ignoring the two men, Jiang Chen picked up the signed share transfer agreements from the conference table and walked toward the exit.

"Forty percent! Just forty percent of the price! I'll sell!"

"I... I'll sell too!"

Watching Jiang Chen's retreating figure, Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo gritted their teeth and shouted anxiously.

Hearing this, Chu Yan's heart pounded wildly. Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo's combined shares totaled twenty-four percent, with a market value of at least twenty-four billion. Selling them off at a forty-percent discount meant getting less than ten billion!

If the Chu Group managed to survive, Jiang Chen would make a profit of over a billion!

A slight upward curve formed at the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth. He turned around, his expression returning to calm, and held up three fingers. "Thirty percent of the value, and I'm only buying from one person."

"Impossible! Forty percent is our absolute bottom line! If you buy, you have to buy from both of us at the same time!"

"That's right! Not a penny less than forty percent, or else we'd rather hold onto these shares until we die than sell them!"

Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo stood united, marching in lockstep like devoted, thick-as-thieves brothers.

Jiang Chen flicked his ear slightly and sneered, "Then by all means, hold onto your shares until you die."

Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo. Was Jiang Chen really not going to negotiate further?

At that moment, the female secretary rushed anxiously to the doorway of the conference room and reported loudly to Chu Yan, "President Chu, the chairman of the Huang Group, along with the chairmen of the major enterprises that canceled their contracts, have all arrived..."

"What? Huang Bingquan? Are they here to wage war against the Chu Group?"

Chu Yan shouted, a mix of shock and anger on her face.

Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo turned pale with terror. Behind the Huang Group stood the Han Group. Judging by this posture, the Han family had instructed Huang Bingquan to completely crush the Chu Group!

If they didn't offload their shares right now, they would truly become worthless!

"Thirty percent! Buy my shares at thirty percent, quickly!"

Wang Zeyu urged Jiang Chen frantically, needing to get the papers signed before Huang Bingquan arrived.

"Old Wang, what are you doing? Didn't we agree to stick together?"

Zhang Qingbo asked angrily, feeling a deep sense of betrayal.

"What good is sticking together when we're about to freeze to death? These shares represent the money I risked my life to make; I will not lose everything!"

Wang Zeyu looked like a vicious guard dog protecting its food, his expression twisted and ferocious.

Zhang Qingbo clenched his fists in fury, but had no choice but to compromise. "Fine! Thirty percent is thirty percent! Mr. Jiang..."

"I said I am only buying from one person. Are you two incapable of understanding human speech?"

Jiang Chen interrupted coldly, leaning back to watch them tear into each other like dogs.

"I spoke first! Buy my shares right now!"

Wang Zeyu raised his hand toward Jiang Chen to claim priority.

"You haven't signed yet, so it doesn't count!"

Shouting this, Zhang Qingbo scrambled over to grab the share transfer agreement.

"Zhang Qingbo, don't you dare play dirty! First come, first served, I was ahead of you!"

Cursing wildly, Wang Zeyu lunged to wrestle the agreement away from him.

"Screw your mother! Wang Zeyu, all the shares Mr. Jiang bought so far were signed first!"

Zhang Qingbo roared back, refusing to yield an inch.

"Damn it! Try snatching this from me again and see what happens! Do you think I won't ruin you?"

"Ruin your grandmother! Who do you think you are, you bald old dog? What kind of big shot are you trying to act like? Get the hell out of my way!"

Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo hurled furious abuses at each other, on the verge of coming to blows.

The two major shareholders, who had been as close as brothers just moments before, turned on each other like mortal enemies in the blink of an eye.

Apart from Jiang Chen, who wore an amused smile, Chu Yan, Yao Bing, the lawyer, and the minor shareholders who had just collected their money stared in absolute shock.

Were these really President Wang and President Zhang whom they knew? Throwing away all dignity and decorum, how were they any different from street thugs?

"Mr. Jiang, please be the judge. Didn't I say first that I wanted you to buy my shares?"

"Everyone knows a share transfer agreement only takes effect once it's signed. Mr. Jiang, am I right?"

Desperate to sell their shares to Jiang Chen, both Wang Zeyu and Zhang Qingbo respectfully addressed him with honorifics.

"Each of you has a point, which puts me in a very difficult position. However, as a martial artist, the thing I admire most is strength!"

Jiang Chen spread his hands and said, "Since you both want this so badly, why don't you fight it out? Whoever wins gets to sell me their shares. How about that? Fair enough, right?"

The entire room was struck dumb, every single person nearly dropping their jaws to the floor.