Second-rate goods

147.

The hot water kettle made a sharp beeping sound, and a large cloud of white steam overflowed from the mouth of the kettle. The body of the kettle was transparent, and one could clearly observe the active bubbles scrambling upwards.

Han Wei took out several boxes of tea from the cupboard and shouted to the living room, "Mr. Ye, what kind of tea do you drink?"

Hearing the sound, Ye Mi walked into the kitchen, swept the black tea cans in foreign languages ​​lined up on the counter, and asked blankly, "Is what you drink considered tea?"

Han Wei retorted: "Why don't you count it! Scented tea, with less tea polyphenols, is sweet and rich. Drinking it won't make you sleepless at night, and it will also beautify your face!"

Ye Mi frowned, casually pointed to a can and said that this should be it.

Han Wei opened the lid, held it up to Ye Mi's nose, and urged: "Smell, it smells good. Does this smell very happy?"

Ye Mi sniffed it hard twice, and felt that it was just ordinary jasmine tea, with a little woody tone added, it could be considered a hybrid type at best.

"I don't smell happiness." Ye Mi replied honestly.

Han Wei pursed his lips and made tea.

Seeing Han Wei's familiar movements, Ye Mi clicked his tongue a few times and sighed, "It's very delicate!"

Han Wei hooked his lips and raised his eyebrows back: "That's not it!"

Ye Mi walked into the living room with a tea tray, and Han Wei hopped to the tea table with a kettle in hand.

The two sat down facing each other, Ye Mi took a sip of tea, stared at Han Wei's injured ankle and asked, "Can you go out without a walking stick?"

Han Wei was full of confidence, "Hey, it must be done, I have someone..."

Halfway through the conversation, before Ye Mi could react, Han Wei swallowed it himself.

Ye Mi didn't seem to care, and started chatting about business.

"On the 5th of next month, the board of directors decided to hold the first extraordinary general meeting of shareholders in 20xx."

Han Wei was taken aback, "Why didn't I receive this news? Who initiated it?"

"Tan Hualin and other shareholders, you know, "Company Law". 'When requested by shareholders who individually or collectively hold more than 10% of the company's shares." Ye Mi smiled helplessly.

"What's the proposal?"

"Nominations for reelection of the board of directors and revision of the company's articles of association."

"Too general."

Ye Mi said calmly: "They want to change my position and weaken my control over the board of directors."

"What?!" Han Wei shook his hand and almost spilled the hot tea in his cup on the carpet, "Why? These bastards! They have the ability to parachute a chairman and CEO who are better than you."

Ye Mi twitched her lips unrecognizably, "...Look at the results, Wan Fengling, file leaks, server crashes... I really haven't dealt with any of them."

Han Wei retorted: "Our company is not the only company that has this kind of problem. Who in this circle dares to say with confidence that 'the labor management company can definitely put an end to these phenomena'. Anyone who dares to say such a harsh word, I Just kowtow and call him father, and donate all your shares to him!"

Ye Mile said: "OK, I know, don't get too excited, after all, I'm still a major shareholder! I'll wait for the company to hit the IPO and cash out."

Han Wei grinned, "There will definitely be such a day."

Ye Mi sighed softly, with a melancholy expression, "Actually, before the file leaks, I should take precautions, upgrade and encrypt the host computer, and monitor public opinion in advance. I should learn from the Wan Fengling incident. Experience! I really don’t change after repeated teaching!”

Han Wei choked, as if a huge stone had been stuffed into his throat, and his chest was squeezed so hard.

"Mr. Han, don't say that, start-up companies grow through trial and error..."

Ye Mi shook his head and interrupted him, "Don't you think our direction in the later stage is a bit wrong?"

Han Wei let out a "huh" and his eyes were confused.

"The mint color spectrum started from the lifestyle sharing community. With content expansion, high-quality user-generated content is the core value of the platform... But in a series of recent development directions, the focus has been misplaced. Business and cross-border e-commerce are too inclined... Our initial intention was to be a content e-commerce company, but later on, it was no different from those ordinary e-commerce companies. From the source of suppliers, we did not supervise well. Turning one eye and closing one eye, fighting price wars to expand buying traffic... Too much pursuit of rapid profit growth! Wan Fengling, the leakage of documents and these junk things are not accidental, nor can they be called bad luck. We didn't pay attention to repairing Bugs, exposed to opponents, and finally shot themselves in the foot... If you stick to the original path and increase investment in product technology, especially in the infrastructure construction of algorithm distribution, investors and shareholders If you lead by the nose, your mentality will be better and you will be firmer. Although the growth rate of profit margins is a bit slower, you can enter the platform explosion period after steady and steady development.”

Ye Mi finished speaking vigorously, and then took a sip of the half-cold tea.

Han Wei remained silent, pouring tea for Ye Mi again.

For Ye Mi, Mint Chromatography has devoted her a lot of effort, just like raising a child. Now someone jumps out to accuse her of not raising her well, and she is facing the crisis of handing over the child to others for education and adoption.

Han Wei really wanted to scold the dog|shit shareholders who are playing with the wind, but when the words came to his lips, he felt quite pale, and a sense of powerlessness spread from his limbs.

Ye Mi saw what was on his mind, and didn't take it seriously, and teased: "Mr. Han, don't feel too bad, take care of your legs, and go out as soon as possible! If they really want to kick me out of the board of directors, I will let myself go." Take a vacation!"

"You're quite open!" Han Wei said angrily.

Ye Mi laughed loudly a few times, patted Han Wei on the shoulder, blinked and said, "Mr. Han, you can't do things so impulsively! If the company makes money, we can make money! As long as the money doesn't fall into private pockets It's done!"

Ye Mi looked at his watch, told him that he had other appointments, got up and left.

Han Wei stared at the teacup they had just used without blinking.

Can't give up, now is not the time to be cornered.

148.

The first Beijing opera of the year at the Guqin Grand Theater is usually Liu Bing's "Running at Night".

Although Li Yongkui's momentum this year is not as grand as last year's, he can still be considered extravagant and full of style.

When he entered the VIP room, it seemed as if he had gone back to last year. Han Wei turned around slowly and greeted him with a smile on his face.

After this provocation, they could never be separated again.

He collected his memory, and the corners of his mouth turned up involuntarily. Whenever he thought of Han Wei, he felt sweet.

Seeing Tang Yiqu come in, Li Yongkui greeted him with a smile to sit down and drink tea.

Tang Yiqu nodded, sat down and sipped his tea, and drank it in three sips.

"How?" Li Yongkui asked.

Tang Yiqu thought he was asking about tea, and answered truthfully: "I haven't tasted tea for a long time, I don't know if I'm right... The tea soup is rich and mellow, with a distinct throat rhyme, sweet and refreshing aftertaste, Old Cong Narcissus?"

Li Yongkui smiled and shook his head.

"Little Tang, you should know that's not what I asked."

Tang Yiqu was stunned for a while, pondered for a while, and said, "President Li, thank you for your training and promotion these years, and you deserve it."

"Since you are ashamed, you still insist on leaving?"

After Li Yongkui asked, he took the initiative to make a cup of tea and served it to Tang Yiqu.

Tang Yiqu hurriedly took it with a bow, and sucked it along the rim of the cup.

"Hey... I really regret introducing you to Qiaoqiao. Now the Xiao family has not only got a son-in-law for nothing, but also has more generals. It's a pity. But water flows to low places, people go to high places, I This old guy can understand."

Although Li Yongkui said so, it was more like accusing.Accuse him of ungratefulness, white-eyed wolf.

Tang Yiqu answered the words calmly, "I'm really ashamed, thank you President Li for your appreciation, and thank you for your fulfillment."

Li Yongkui stared at him for a while, and said regretfully: "It seems that my Liangshan, Wang Lun, can't hold you, Coach Lin."

Tang Yiqu's heart tightened, his face was calm, and he smiled sincerely: "Mr. Li, what are you talking about? You are Chao Gai... I am not Lin Chong, so don't blame me."

Li Yongkui squinted his eyes and looked at him without saying a word, Tang Yiqu's scalp was numb.

This old fox is cruel and unpredictable, but he is also somewhat sure that this person will not be able to make things difficult for him for the time being.

His resignation letter has already been submitted, and work matters are being handed over to his next successor. Everything has been handled cleanly, reasonably and legally.

The theater broadcast sounded, urging the audience to enter.

Li Yongkui stood up and patted Tang Yiqu's shoulder, gave him a friendly smile, and asked, "Little Tang, what kind of tea do you have at home now? Before I leave, let me give you some farewell gift."

Tang Yiqu touched the tip of his nose, embarrassed, "...just some fruit teas and scented teas, just for fun. I accept the favor, so you don't have to spend it."

Li Yongkui just walked to the door, turned to look at him, and smiled enigmatically.

"Then you are amazing. You haven't been in contact with tea for so long, and you can taste 'Old Cong Narcissus' clearly... Hey, I really don't want to hand you over to others."

After he finished speaking, he showed reluctance and let out a long sigh. The whole performance was done in one go, leaving no room for anyone.

149.

Although Han Wei didn't go to the company, he was also in a state of desperation these days, busy contacting various small shareholders.

He is not good at dealing with people by nature, but he can only bite the bullet.In order to keep Ye Mi's board seat, he has to convince others to vote veto.

When Tang Yiqu came home from get off work, he saw him bouncing in and out, how lively he was, so he stopped him and asked in confusion, "What are you busy with?"

Han Wei glanced at the packing box in his hand, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Heh, started to pack things? Did the old fox stop you crying?"

Tang Yiqu pursed his lips, showing pride, "He can't stop me!"

"See if you can die!" Han Wei scratched his nose and asked curiously, "Then when will you go to Qiaochuang to report?"

"At the end of this month, there are still some things to finish here."

Han Wei did some calculations in his mind, "It's only been a few days, you're not in a hurry!"

Tang Yiqu changed the subject, "What about you, how is the matter going? Have you convinced an ally?"

It's just that which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted, Han Wei's face collapsed instantly, and he said angrily: "No!"

Tang Yiqu smirked, "Okay, okay, don't frown, you're not handsome anymore! The big deal... I'll be in the board of directors for the B round in the future, and I'll get Ye Mi back to his original position!"

Han Wei glanced at him suspiciously, "She's still here! Are you sure Qiao Chuang isn't playing sloppy with you? Are they going to lead the investment?"

Tang Yiqu nodded affirmatively, "I assure you...but first we need to clean up the board of directors."

During the past few days when Han Wei was recuperating, Tang Yiqu told him his thoughts in detail, and made it clear that leaving Bee Casting was not only for himself, but also for the future of Mint Chromatography.

He said to Han Wei: "Witnessing you and Ye Mi develop the mint color spectrum step by step, I realized how naive I was before. I said such ugly things to you. Now you want to protect your children from falling into the hands of outsiders." , then I also hope to help you. Give me this chance, okay?"

These words were very simple, but Han Wei listened to them with tears in his eyes.

When Qishan went bankrupt before, what he felt was the malice from this world. Most people avoided him like snakes and scorpions, or ridiculed him, or even added insult to injury.He takes it for granted and thinks negatively that evil comes around.

Today, although Mint Chromatography is also in crisis, he is different from the past, because he has a solid and warm backing, and his body is full of strength and hope.

Even if the result is not satisfactory after trying hard, he still has no regrets.

150.

On this day, the assistant helped Han Wei meet with a minority investor of Mint Chromatography.

Han Wei knew in advance that this is a little-known environmental protection company, with a shareholding of 0.68%, and the voting on resolutions at the shareholders' meeting is basically in a state of superficiality, following the trend.Han Wei felt that it might be possible to win over this company, anyway, if you try it, you won't lose a piece of meat.

Naturally, these private contacts cannot be met in the company, so Han Wei booked a teahouse box.

The other party came late, pushed the door open and the two came in, Han Wei was taken aback, even rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dreaming, hesitantly called: "Uncle Ying?"

Uncle Ying nodded and sat down opposite Han Wei with his secretary.

After casually exchanging pleasantries, Uncle Ying got straight to the point: "We can increase the capital by 1000 million US dollars. If other shareholders are unwilling to increase the capital, we can negotiate the transfer of equity or adjust the equity ratio."

Han Wei thought he had heard a phantom sound, and repeated blankly, "1000 million, US dollars?"

Uncle Ying smiled kindly, nodded, and took a sip of tea comfortably.

"When?" Han Wei woke up like a dream.

"At any time, this proposal can be proposed and voted on at the extraordinary general meeting on the 5th of next month."

Han Wei hesitated and fell into thinking. The development of this plot is too magical.

"Are there any conditions?" Han Wei asked cautiously.

"Conditions?" Uncle Ying raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Son, there are no conditions, just to help you tide over the difficulties!"

Han Wei couldn't believe it, an untimely thought suddenly popped into his head, and blurted out: "Does it have something to do with my dad?"

Uncle Ying paused and smiled meaningfully, "What do you think?"

Han Wei was silent, and Uncle Ying took the topic on his own, "After the funds are injected into the equity and the equity is adjusted, I will transfer all the equity here to you."

Han Wei's eyes widened and he was speechless. A piece of pie was falling from the sky, but he didn't dare to take it rashly.

After a while, he opened his mouth slowly and asked calmly, "Uncle, if this is what my dad meant, why didn't he contact me directly?"

Uncle Ying shook his head helplessly, "Xiao Wei, my lord has a lot of things beyond his control. He is ashamed that he can't face you. He hopes to try his best to make up for you. He has been paying attention to you all the time...but he is also afraid. Getting too close to you and causing trouble to you, you just have to believe in one thing, your father never left you alone and abandoned you."

Han Wei lowered his eyes and remained silent for a while, then suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red, he clenched his fists and beat the table hard, the tea set on the table rattled a few times, and the crystal yellow liquid spilled out.

Uncle Ying stared at him and sighed regretfully, "I don't want to hide it from you, but you also know that Si Nong is a person who wants to save face, and he feels that he is not qualified to see you..."

"I know Uncle Ying." Han Wei regained his composure, and said forcefully, "Thank you, tell Dad for me, I won't let him give it to me for nothing!"

Uncle Ying smiled, as if he saw the young man 25 years ago with the same beautiful face, raised his chin, and boasted to him energetically: "Aying, in the future, my name, Han Si Nong, will definitely be heard by people all over the country." !"

151.

When Han Wei came out of the teahouse, there were dark clouds rimmed with gold rolling in the sky, and a puddle of water hung over the whole city, which was about to fall.

The phone vibrated happily, Han Wei picked it up reflexively without looking at it, and then said "Hello" softly.

On the opposite side was an empty silence, as if in another alien space.

A few thunderclaps fell from the sky, blowing up all the motor vehicles on the ground, sirens wailing one after another, and the traffic lights at the crossroads in the distance flickering, which seemed to be malfunctioning. Heard indistinct scolding.

"Brother Han...I love you."

After Wei Jing finished speaking, he hung up quickly, without beginning or end, inexplicably.

Han Wei held up his mobile phone, confused, and his right eyelid suddenly twitched again.

He felt inexplicable palpitations, as if his heart had been pinched, he couldn't get up and down, and was in great torment.

Then, he heard a siren sound from far to near, and the police lights sent out blue and red beams, like a shooting star, and rushed straight to the scene of the accident.

Accompanied by thunder and thunder, torrential rain fell.