Chapter 51 Sandwich Cotton Jacket
"I hope you can keep your word this time!"
After reaching out and pinching the center of his brow again, Old Charles felt a little exhausted. He hesitated for a moment, then sighed and said: "Also, after all, he saved my wife. After he finds the person, he should try to be gentler. Son, be careful not to hurt anyone.”
"Okay, we remember it!"
"Well, remember, let's go and get my things back!"
After several people from the detective agency left with their new tasks, the old man with tired eyes relaxed his body and leaned back on the thickly cushioned office chair. His index and middle fingers came together and he kept rubbing his sore temples. .
Still getting old...
As Charles Department Store grew bigger and bigger, after these good years, my vigilance had dropped too much. If it were twenty years ago, even ten years ago, I would not have allowed things to develop like this. step.
Even if you can't be ruthless and forcibly stop the water power company's project from the beginning, you won't be so lax as to agree to those bastards naming the company "Char" without even asking for control...
And just when Old Charles was pressing his painful head, thinking about cultivating a qualified heir while he could still hold on to the stage, there was a knock on the office door.
"Tuk, Tuk, Tuk."
The old man's body tensed up when he heard the knock on the door, as if he had pressed some switch. He immediately switched back to his smart and capable state, straightened his slightly stooped back, looked down at the documents, and responded loudly:
"Enter!"
"Dad, it's us!"
Accompanied by a somewhat helpless voice, a baby-faced girl wearing a professional skirt helped the angry-looking Mrs. Charles into the office.
"Char!"
As soon as the office door was closed and the sound inside could not be heard, the middle-aged woman, who had obviously lost her patience, immediately screamed: "What's going on with the company's shares! You divided the shares in one go." If it’s 40%, then Charles Department Store is still Charles Department Store?”
"Do you still have the nerve to come to me?"
Before the middle-aged woman spoke, Old Charles already knew what she wanted to say. He slammed the table hard and asked angrily: "What about the water power company? What are the issues I was worried about at the beginning? Did it happen in the end? If I hadn’t reacted quickly and expected you to negotiate, Charles Department Store would be gone now!”
"..."
Hearing Old Charles mention the water power company, the middle-aged woman couldn't help but feel discouraged, but she still managed to continue: "Then you can't give away 40% of the shares in one go, and most of them It’s all from my mother’s side…”
"If you don't give me 40% of your shares, can you still stand here and shout at me now?"
Without hiding his fatigue in front of his family, Old Charles leaned back on his chair, rubbed his brows and said with a tired expression: "Have you forgotten? When Charles Department Store was almost destroyed fifteen years ago, I refuse to give up any of my shares. I am definitely more opposed to dividing the shares than you are, but this time I really can’t let it go.
Now it seems that the problem has been solved, but the solution is too crude. We can make a lot of money, but it hurts the interests of all our peers in one fell swoop.
Did you know? The price standards of a whole fifteen industries have been pushed to the bottom line by us in one go. The Chamber of Commerce has already expressed strong opinions. If we don’t divide the shares and let them have a sip of soup, you guess what will happen in the end? How is it? "
Looking at his wife who suddenly trembled, as if she had understood something, Old Charles said expressionlessly: "Although Charles Department Store will be able to completely expand this year, things will cool down after the end of the year. , after all the compensation that should be paid is paid, Char's Department Store no longer belongs to Char's.
Without the support of the business federation and congressmen, I would not be able to keep this company on my own, and I would not even be able to guarantee basic safety. By then, our family will have no choice but to reunite in prison. Do you understand? "
Looking at his wife who was suddenly sweating like rain and finally sobered up from the stimulation of a huge amount of money, Old Charles seemed to be still angry. He knocked on the table and raised his voice and said:
"Do you know what's the stupidest thing about you? If you don't know, I'll tell you! The stupidest thing about you is that you always think everything will follow the rules!
Do you think that a veto written into the contract can stop those old nobles from messing around?
Do you think we can force everyone to give in by kidnapping factories and retail channels?
Do you think that after a company becomes big, it won’t need to take into account the opinions of the business federation? How stupid! "
Looking at his wife who was pale and relying on the support of his daughter to keep him from falling down, Old Charles had a flash of unbearability in his eyes, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and said: "Normally, I am willing to play with you. Rules, that’s because they are playing outside the rules, and they have no chance of defeating me.
But now we are the first to engage in dumping, breaking everyone’s default rules, and driving others to a dead end. How can you still do it? Do you expect others to stop playing dirty tricks and continue to follow the rules with you?
At this time, if you don't quickly give up your shares and bring in capable people to shoulder the burden, why don't you just sit on the pile of money and wait to die? "
"Dad! You... don't say that. Mom is kind-hearted and wants to help you, but her vision is a little lacking.
But dad, think about it, how many people can start from almost nothing, and in more than 20 years, from a stall owner, to become one of the top three businessmen in the capital? How can ordinary people’s eyesight be compared to yours? "
After looking worriedly at her shaking mother, the baby-faced girl quickly gave hints with her winks while trying to smooth things over: "Dad! Mom, she was a pampered aristocratic lady back then. After she ran away from home and followed you, , I learned how to wash and cook, stayed up all night to help you with the pallet accounts, and worked hard with you all the way until today. How hard it is!
After so many years, except for some mistakes in judgment this time, she also helps you take care of the company's affairs in an orderly manner, and there has never been any trouble. Moreover, when I was young, you were always very busy, while she You have to be responsible for taking care of me, and at the same time, you have to learn how to..."
"Stop talking."
He shook off his daughter's hand that was supporting him. Her appearance and eyebrows were very similar to her daughter's, and she could vaguely see a bit of the coquettish look of her youth. She pursed her lips, turned her head and said with a stubborn expression:
"What's wrong is wrong. Why are you talking about these past things?
I ran away from home and followed him in the past. It was your mother's choice! Now it's my own choice to make a mistake. There is no need to expose these past things. Exchange sympathy!
Also, look at your dad, he's going to die from exhaustion in the office if no one cares about him anymore, so you stay here and keep an eye on him! There are too many people coming to buy things now, and people in the company may not be able to take care of them. I have to keep an eye on them! "
"Mom, you have just recovered from your illness, otherwise I would still..."
"No need for you!"
"..."
Seeing his wife pushing the door and leaving in a hurry, Old Charles was silent for a while, then waved his hand and said to his daughter who still wanted to say something: "You don't have to persuade her, I didn't mean to blame her. Just now The reason why I say that is to let her remember the loss she suffered this time. As for those things back then, I actually remember them more clearly than you.
Did you know? Because your father is too poor and has no money to provide for your mother's health, she was not in good health after giving birth to you, and she didn't even have much milk.
At that time, I still had to make money to support the family, and I couldn’t do anything when I went out early and came home late every day. In the past, she was pampered and could only wear a torn apron. In the winter, she would go around begging for help while carrying you, who was so hungry that she cried. In the end, she knelt down to ask for help. Get some milk..."
Recalling the hard days, Old Charles said with dark eyes: "When I was worried about my family's situation and rushed back early to see that scene, I made up my mind at that time, even if I sold my soul to the devil, Even if you become a bastard who does all kinds of evil, I will also let you two live a good life! Sigh... Now that I think about it, it's really...
Your father and I have never been afraid of anyone in my life, except for your mother, who I can't always defeat. When the water power company was being established, if I could have persisted a little longer, maybe we wouldn't have been in this situation now... Never mind, still. Stop talking about this. "
After touching the four small metal boxes stacked on the right side and confirming that the locks on them were still intact, Old Charles shook his head slightly and said:
"Let's go, your mother is not in good health, we'd better go..."
"It's not good!"
Just when the two fathers and daughters were about to get up, the door of the office was suddenly opened, and an employee wearing a shopping guide's clothes broke in. He said with panic on his face: "Boss! There is a money box in the shopping mall over there. , one drilled out..."
"Gu! Gu!"
Two deafening croaks of frogs outside the window interrupted the employee's unfinished words, while a gentle and clear baritone sounded in the hearts of more than 50,000 people around the Charles Department Store headquarters.
"I ask you, those who come after wealth."
After crawling out of the huge money box with some difficulty, the huge toad, covered in various currencies, puffed up the golden gills on both sides of his cheeks, spit out a golden wheel that could form a river with a squeak, and then narrowed his eyes. His eyes smiled kindly.
"Is the gold I spit out enough to buy your life?"
(End of chapter)