Chapter 285: Chapter 283: That’s Exactly Who I’m Hitting, You Bastard
"Si Junyan, leading Haohan Group, will not usher in a more powerful and expansive future but instead will hasten its demise," Si Weixun began slowly. His voice carried a unique charm, and every word he spoke struck each person’s heart like a piano key, prompting deep reflection.
A few minor shareholders still wanted to stir up trouble.
Si Weixun looked at them. "How many shares do you have? Do the three of you together even make up five percent?"
The minor shareholders, left speechless, gave him a sly glare. "Who are you to talk, when you don’t have much more?"
Si Junyan immediately slammed the table. "They’re right! Who are you to vie for the position of Family Head with me? Si Yuhuan might have a claim, but you? Don’t embarrass yourself."
He tilted his chin up and nodded towards the door; subsequently, several executives walked in. These were the ones Si Junyan had recently fattened up with wine, meat, and women, and to whom promises had been made.
"We are suppliers of raw materials for Haohan Group’s chips," one announced. "Aren’t you all in need of Silicon Crystal? We happen to have some on hand, enough for the Second Young Master to take Haohan Group to new heights. If you dare not support him as the CEO, then I’m sorry, these Silicon Crystals will no longer be supplied to Haohan Group."
This material was now rare. The Chu Family’s mines were nearly depleted, and the mysterious merchants they had sold to previously were still unaccounted for. Only these suppliers possessed a large stockpile, so naturally, they could strut before everyone. After all, who didn’t know that the revolutionary chips Luo You had created back then required Silicon Crystals for production!
"No way!"
The directors, who had been taking a neutral stance, immediately became anxious. "We can’t have the Silicon Crystal supply cut off! Otherwise, our lifeline for manufacturing and selling chips will be severed. How will we maintain working capital for further industrial production?"
"Director Qiang is very insightful," Si Junyan said. "As he stated, the position of CEO should still belong to me, Si Junyan."
"You’re celebrating too early," a voice suddenly interjected.
Old Master Si was pushed in from outside. His stern, frost-covered face and piercing, dragon-like eyes fell on Si Junyan. "I do not agree to him being the CEO."
"Grandfather! In what way am I inferior to Si Yuhuan? Why do you single me out like this?"
Old Master Si slapped him across the face.
The entire room was shocked.
Si Junyan covered his left cheek, staring wide-eyed at him.
"That slap was for scheming against your grandfather!" Old Master Si was shaking with anger. "I raised you and kept you by my side. You and your elder brother were close since childhood. I truly don’t know when you changed into this—harboring wild ambitions, a brainless imbecile! If Haohan Group falls under your control, it will be ruined in no time."
Si Junyan clenched his back teeth, a sinister sneer on his face. "You don’t know why I became like this? We are both descendants of the Si Family. So why can Si Yuhuan manage Haohan Group, while I—born of your less-favored son—must remain subordinate to him for my entire life? Haven’t you seen that it’s because of me that everyone at Haohan Group shared a hefty bonus?"
SMACK!
As his words fell, Old Master Si delivered another slap. "You’ve been squandering Haohan Group’s future funds, you ungrateful bastard! How could I have such a short-sighted grandson! Guards, throw him out!"
Si Junyan roared, "I’d like to see who dares!"
The executives, jolted by the yell, echoed, "Exactly! Let’s see who dares!"
They trembled as they stood up. "Old Master Si, don’t blame us for being unaccommodating, but we are all partners with the Second Young Master now. If you kick him out, we’ll leave. Without the support of Silicon Crystal, Haohan Group won’t be able to manufacture and sell chips to various parties, and you’ll be liable for enormous compensation."
A group of directors immediately began to pressure Old Master Si. "You can discipline your grandson at home. Haohan Group is no longer solely under the Si Family’s command. We also have the right to decide who manages the company."
"Exactly. Si Junyan has sold all his shares. The Si Family should step down from controlling Haohan Group."
"Rubbish!" Old Master Si pointed at Si Junyan. "You actually sold the Si Family’s shares?"
"Yeah! For a high price, ten billion. And let me tell you, I didn’t just get ten billion in cash; I also got assets worth five billion. How about that? I sold a mere five percent stake for so much. Aren’t I amazing?"
"Pah!" Old Master Si knocked his cane and rose directly from his wheelchair. "Even if I don’t have the means to control the five percent of shares Si Junyan held, I am still the largest shareholder of Haohan Group!"
"Sorry, Old Master Si," one director said, "but we directors have already discussed it. There’s no other way. Only with Si Junyan as CEO will Haohan Group’s future development and profits be maximized. Don’t blame us for not giving you face."
"Grandpa, you see? My becoming CEO is the inevitable trend. You can’t stop it!"
"You’ll ruin Haohan Group!"
Si Junyan turned around, lifting his chin proudly, his jawline prominent, as he commanded the security guards stationed outside, "Take the old man away."
Not a single person moved.
"Can’t you hear me? Hurry up and take him away!" Si Junyan spun back around and saw Si Yuhuan standing at the door.
Dressed in a bespoke suit, his hair neatly styled, he exuded an undeniable aura of superiority upon his return. His daunting presence froze the security guards in place; they stood there with troubled expressions.
"You all, have you forgotten who pays your salaries?" Si Junyan gasped, breathing heavily in a nervous frenzy. He ordered Si Yuhuan, "Get out! There’s no place for you here."
Seeing Si Yuhuan, many directors showed an anticipation they hadn’t felt for a long time.
"Yuhan..."
"Directors, don’t forget the promises you just made to me," Si Junyan interjected, his gaze cold. "The future of Haohan Group can only depend on me!"
The directors lowered their heads once again.
Si Yuhuan, his imposing demeanor undiminished, steadily approached Si Junyan. "Grandpa raised you for eighteen years. You entered the old residence at eight, enjoying resources none of the other Si Family younger generation had. And now you want to throw Grandpa out?"
He paused, his voice dangerously low. "Do you dare repeat what you just said?"
"So what if I say it ten more times? Winners are kings, losers are paupers! Si Yuhuan, you’re completely finished. There’s no place for you in the Si Family, and even less so in Beijing. You might as well get lost before I’m forced to act!"
"Winners are kings, losers are paupers!" Si Yuhuan let out a low laugh, as if he had heard an incredibly absurd joke. "You still want to act against me?"
Si Junyan was startled by his cold, menacing expression. An oppressive feeling, seeming to emanate from Si Yuhuan’s very bones, forced him to step back. "I’m warning you, Si Yuhuan, this is the boardroom! If you dare hit me again, I assure you..."
Si Yuhuan’s fist smashed onto his nose.
Si Junyan cried out in pain.