My stunning iceberg CEO wife
Chapter 125 - 125 Is 124 finished

125: Is Chapter 124 finished?

125: Is Chapter 124 finished?

Mu Lingling looked completely at ease, not knowing why Mu Chen always inspired such irresistible trust in her, compelling her to believe in him.

Next, the two of them arrived at the conference room, but at the entrance stood Tong Lisha, apparently barring anyone unimportant from entering.

“Mu Chen, you scoundrel, what are you doing here?” Tong Lisha asked curiously.

“Obviously, I’m here to help my wife,” Mu Chen replied seriously.

“There’s no time for jokes now.

This is a matter for the company’s senior management.

What help could you possibly offer?” Tong Lisha said disbelievingly.

“You don’t believe I have the ability?” Mu Chen said with a smile.

Before, Tong Lisha would have never believed him, but after he had resolved his mother’s issues the last time, that mysterious feeling made her somewhat believe.

“Scoundrel, I believe in you.”

“You’ll see that you can trust me.

You know about the old CEO, right?”

“You know the old CEO?” Tong Lisha’s face changed, visibly shocked.

“I’m going to call him now.” Mu Chen said as he dialed Liu Qingshan’s number, a number Liu Qingshan had insistently given to Mu Chen, telling him to remember that if there was anything Liu Qingshan could do, he should call him.

“My dear son-in-law, what brings you to call me?”

“I want to ask you for your shares.

You know, a man can’t win over a woman without some capital, and to swoon Yu Xi quickly, I think this shareholding is very important.”

“Do you want to be the largest shareholder?” Liu Qingshan asked seriously, having thought of something.

“Yes.”

“Okay, if it’s for you, I will give you thirty percent of my shares,” said Liu Qingshan after pondering for a moment.

“Rest assured, if you need anything in the future, you can count on me.

I’m willing to help you.”

“Really?” Liu Qingshan asked, curious.

“Of course.”

“Then, I’d like you to help me discipline my people; no problem, right?” Liu Qingshan asked seriously.

“Sure, but no more than three days.”

“Don’t worry, one day is enough.

I trust your abilities.”

“I feel like there will be a lot more things I’ll need to help you with in the future,” Mu Chen suddenly frowned.

“Haha, we’re all family after all, and I am quite generous.”

“Fine!

In light of your thirty percent shareholding, I won’t mind helping you out a few times.”

“That settles it then,” Liu Qingshan said earnestly.

“Alright, then I’m hanging up.”

“Okay.”

“It’s settled,” Mu Chen said to Tong Lisha after hanging up.

“The old CEO really agreed to hand over his shares to you?”

“Of course.”

“Mu Chen, just who exactly are you?” Tong Lisha asked curiously, increasingly curious about Mu Chen’s identity.

“I’m the savior sent from heaven,” Mu Chen said with a smile.

“Shameless.”

“Okay, you all wait outside!

I’ll take care of this.”

“Okay.” Tong Lisha said seriously, full of trust.

Without wasting words, Mu Chen went straight in.

However, no sooner had Mu Chen entered than the faces of everyone in the middle of the meeting changed, all of them turning to look at Mu Chen with various expressions.

The first to show a drastic change in expression was Yu Xi.

Sitting at the top of the gathering, she was very angry at Mu Chen’s appearance, completely clueless why he would be allowed in.

The second was Dongfang Ao Xue, who was merely shocked because he had seen Mu Chen’s methods and knew he was not to be underestimated.

The third was Vice President Zhao, who fixed Mu Chen with an angry gaze, because he knew this man was Mu Chen, the one who had crippled his son.

Lastly, there were the others who were very displeased, as his sudden intrusion was unwelcome.

“Why didn’t anyone invite me to this meeting?” Mu Chen said with a smile, then casually took a seat next to Dongfang Ao Xue.

“Who do you think you are?

Does a mere sales department employee have the right to be here?” Vice President Zhao said contemptuously.

Vice President Zhao, an old man around sixty years old, almost spit out his drink as he shouted.

“Employee?” All faces changed upon hearing Vice President Zhao’s words, filled with contempt.

“What’s the meaning of this, Tong Lisha?

Why are you letting anyone and everyone in here?”

“I think such a person should be fired.” The crowd discussed among themselves.

“Mu Chen, what are you doing here?” Yu Xi asked Mu Chen seriously.

“Scoundrel, what are you trying to do?” Dongfang Ao Xue asked weakly.

…

Suddenly, everyone’s attention turned to Mu Chen.

“Are you done talking?” Mu Chen said indifferently.

“Huh?” Confused by Mu Chen’s words, everyone wondered what he was up to and why he said that.

“Kid, what are you trying to say?” Vice President Zhao asked disdainfully.

Yu Xi frowned even more, becoming increasingly irritated.

“First, I’m the most qualified person here to discuss with you.

Second, what skill is it to bully a woman?

Third, I’m really displeased with the people here, and I would love to fire them,” Mu Chen said with a smile, showing no hesitation.

“The most qualified, who do you think you are to be the most qualified?

Ridiculous,” Vice President Zhao scoffed.

Others chimed in with their agreement, all disdainful, thinking that Mu Chen must be out of his mind.

“Mu Chen, what are you talking about?

What do you mean by most qualified?

Speak clearly,” Yu Xi demanded seriously, suddenly feeling that perhaps Mu Chen really did have some sort of assurance.

“Do you shareholders think you are the only ones with thirty percent of the shares, with Yu Xi holding ten percent, and the rest of you combined at thirty percent?

Haven’t you ever wondered who holds the final thirty percent?” Mu Chen said with a sneer.

“That last thirty percent is controlled by the old CEO.

What, you have the old CEO’s thirty percent shareholding?” Vice President Zhao said contemptuously.

The others’ faces changed, all understanding Mu Chen’s meaning—that he was the one who controlled the additional thirty percent of the shares.

“Scoundrel, you mean to tell me you got the remaining thirty percent of the shares from my father.” Dongfang Ao Xue’s gaze shifted, thinking of Mu Chen’s sudden appearance, thinking of Yu Xi’s special arrangement, and suddenly coming to a realization, finding Mu Chen more and more unfathomable.

“Right, I am indeed the holder of the last thirty percent of the shares,” Mu Chen stated earnestly.

“How is that possible?

What kind of person is the old CEO to give you that thirty percent?

Impossible,” Vice President Zhao was the first to jump out and exclaim.

Everyone else was also in disbelief; they couldn’t even begin to imagine.

They knew who the old CEO was—a mysterious figure of status, not to be trifled with, and that was why they had been assisting Yu Xi since her appointment.