For the past twenty years, they had been taking dividends from their shares and living in harmony with the person in charge of Ling Han.
"The third CEO of Pleasure Group, Ling Dongming, passed away in a car accident. His son, Ling Han, succeeded him but was opposed by Xing Lin, an elder of the board of directors. More than half of the people voted for Ling Han, but in the secret voting meeting, Ling Han won by a narrow margin …"
Ye Huanyan read the contents of the paper silently and her heart trembled.
This happened eight years ago.
It was still fresh in her memory.
During that time, she had been sleeping in the old house all day long. Little did she know that Ling Han alone was bearing the pressure of the entire company and family. He was carrying the Ling family's century-old business.
The document even recorded the members of the board of directors who voted for Ling Han. At a glance, the father and son of the Wen family were listed. It didn't seem to match the situation she had imagined.
According to the situation at that time, Ling Han held 23% of the shares given by Wen Qingwan. The father and son of the Wen family held 24% of the shares.
But when she turned to the next page, Ye Huanyan felt lucky for them that they didn't show any intention of replacing him.
After the board meeting, Ling Han received the transfer of Ling Dongming's estate. It stated that Ling Dongming transferred all 26% of the shares under Ling Han's name. This added up to 49%, which crushed all the major shareholders' shares.
After that, no one mentioned the idea of replacing the CEO again.
It was peaceful until recently.
After reading the entire document, Ye Huanyan pinched her forehead. She felt that she didn't see anything wrong. In the past five years, the shareholders of Pleasure's board of directors were very comfortable. There was no situation where the shares of any of them skyrocketed.
"Hua La La", the printer at hand printed out the last document.
She took a sip of the coffee beside her and took the stack of papers. She neatly arranged them on the table and flipped to the first page. Her eyes froze and her action of drinking coffee also stopped.
"Summary of the investigation records of the private activities of the board of directors."
A line of large words was written in red. It was very eye-catching.
The first page noted that Xing Lin, a veteran member of the board of directors, had privately sold 5% of her shares ten years ago. The buyer was Qiao Mingsheng, who was also a member of the board of directors.
Ye Huanyan quickly flipped to the next page. The following March, Zhang Weiwen of the board of directors sold 3% of his shares to the owner of a small company named Wang Qiang.
After that, there were board members who sold some loose shares one after another. These were all carefully investigated and recorded.
From Ye Huanyan's point of view, the mobility of these scattered stocks was very high. They were within a controllable range, so there was no need to record and investigate them. She did not understand why Ling Han had asked people to record these things.
At the end of the book, most of the people involved were unknown people. Every time, they only traded a small portion of shares. The largest share was only 5%. Logically speaking, they were not a threat at all.
But when she saw the last page, Ye Huanyan's eyes suddenly narrowed.
"In December, Qiao Mingsheng was in frequent contact with many board members. He went in and out of the Royal Entertainment Club and bought shares without restraint. Overnight, all the previously acquired loose shares were transferred to Qiao Mingsheng's name, totaling 15%."
Just six years ago, this person named Qiao Mingsheng, after a year of tossing and turning, transferred all the shares of the board of directors to himself. He even successfully avoided the members of the board of directors who were his enemies and bought their shares using the method of hitting a cow from behind a mountain.
This record was only written six years ago, and the writer was Qiao Mu.
When she saw the name Qiao Mu, Ye Huanyan understood a bit. She sighed, pushed away all the information she had just finished reading, leaned back in her chair, and drank coffee to calm down.
The last record was clearly written by Qiao Mu alone. The beginning and the end of the record did not seem to be connected, but if she thought about it carefully, she could find some clues.
After drinking coffee, she opened the history of the board of directors of the company. As expected, she found the personnel changes of Qiao Mingsheng.
Just six years ago, after he privately bought 15% of the shares, he suddenly resigned from the Royal Entertainment Club and no longer participated in the management of the department that he was originally in charge of.
Ye Huanyan rubbed her chin, guessing that it might be Ling Han's arrangement.
Knock, knock, knock. There was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"President Gu, my brother has investigated the matter you mentioned."
Gu Chi walked in with a solemn expression.
"Gu Liu investigated? Tell me. "
Ye Huanyan quickly looked up.
Gu Liu was very efficient. If it were not for the fact that they were on the other side of the ocean and there was a time difference, Ye Huanyan originally planned to ask him directly. She did not expect that after ordering Gu Chi to go down, he still asked him to investigate.
"My brother said that Mr. Ling Han's last call was made from the pier of the Four Seasons Villa. It was an overseas call, and the signal disappeared at Los Angeles International Airport. Seven hours later, the signal reappeared at Lanjiang City International Airport. After that, the signal was occasionally interrupted, and it has been in Shanghai ever since."
"Is it really in Shanghai?"
Ye Huanyan frowned in disbelief.
Her intuition told her that the person she was talking to was not Ling Han, and his refusal to answer the phone made her feel even more uneasy. She even felt that he was being controlled.
Gu Chi said seriously, "The signal is in Shanghai, which means that Mr. Ling Han's phone is definitely in Shanghai."
Ye Huanyan frowned even more when she heard this. She felt that Gu Chi's words did not sound right.
After a while, she suddenly stood up and looked at Gu Chi in a daze. "You said that his phone is in Shanghai, right?"
Gu Chi nodded hesitantly. "Yes."
"Then where is he?"
Ye Huanyan questioned.
Gu Chi was stunned. He suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Ye Huanyan in surprise.
The person and the phone were not necessarily together.
"Gu Chi, book a flight as soon as possible. I'm going to Shanghai. Also, tell me the address of Ling Han's phone as soon as possible."
Ye Huanyan left in a hurry with a stack of documents in her hands.
Gu Chi did not know how to react when he saw her in such a hurry. He chased after her and asked anxiously,
"President Gu, where are you going?"
"To a nightclub."
Before the elevator closed, these words came out from the crack of the door.
She had to take Naonnao with her. She would not feel safe leaving him alone in Lanjiang City.
At the Blue Clothes Club.
The men and women on the dance floor swayed crazily to the deafening music. It was as if they were about to throw their limbs out. Every time they saw someone, they would try to get close to them and dance.
Ye Huanyan only entered the club. She paced around the entrance for ten minutes but could not find a place to stand. As soon as she got close to the dance floor, two men would press against her. They would turn a deaf ear to whatever she said. They looked like they could only rock and roll because the music was too loud.
Ye Huanyan covered her ears with one hand and pressed on the voice message on WeChat with the other. She shouted, "Little Five, hurry up and bring Naonnao out. Are you crazy? Why did you bring him here?"
Before this, she had always thought that Su Hong's new club would have the same style as her Qingxin Teahouse in Peony Building.
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