bayedsolid Chapter 317 Finale 3
Chapter 317 Finale 3
Fifteen minutes later, Chinese Group.
Amid the salute of the security guards, the white Maybach slowly drove into the Huawen Group and stopped in front of the office building.
Driver Nie got out of the car first, went to the back seat and opened the door. Jiang Qianxun, wearing an elegant and capable black dress, walked down with her pregnant belly.
Following behind was Meng Zixi, who was wearing a long skirt that hugged her hips. On her upper body, she wore a beige shirt with a bow tied on her chest. The sweet black windbreaker on the outside added a touch of youthfulness and liveliness to the serious formal attire.
"Boss, be careful!"
Meng Zixi held Jiang Qianxun's arm and carefully helped her out of the car, then helped her up the stairs and went to the top floor together.
Top floor meeting room.
When Jiang Qianxun arrived, the conference room was already full of people, including the shareholders, important leaders of other departments, and Chen Zheng.
Now with her and Meng Zixi, everyone is present.
There were also assistants from various departments sitting on the other side waiting, but Assistant Cui was not there.
Seeing Jiang Qianxun coming, everyone present looked over, stood up, and took the initiative to greet her: "Miss Jiang, you are here."
Even the company's veterans such as Mr. An and Mr. Chen are no exception.
They sincerely admire this young girl!
In just over half a year, Huawen has grown from an ordinary company to what it is today, with soaring stock prices, continuous business, and a growing number of employees. It is even approaching the glory days when Mr. Hua was running the company. How can they not respect it!
Facing so many people, Jiang Qianxun remained calm. She held the hand of her best friend Meng Zixi and sat directly in the empty seat to the left of Jiang Wenyuan.
Meng Zixi was sitting next to her, and below Zixi was Chen Zheng, director of the design department.
Jiang Qianxun had just sat down and looked at Chen Zheng next to him. He was just about to wait for the meeting to start when Jiang Wenyuan, who had been looking down at the documents, finally raised his head.
He saw Jiang Qianxun arrive and remembered clearly how many shareholders had greeted her just now. However, these were the least important. What was important was the Jiang Qianxun beside him!
As long as she was there, he probably wouldn't be satisfied with today's results, so when he put down the documents, he looked at Meng Zixi.
"Why is she here? Jiang Qianxun, today is the shareholders' meeting, not the vegetable market!"
Seeing that Jiang Wenyuan started to attack right from the beginning, Jiang Qianxun was not in a hurry.
She slowly took the water handed to her by the assistant, lowered her head and took a sip, then looked at Jiang Wenyuan.
"What? Isn't there a high-level meeting today?"
"What does the high-level meeting have to do with her?" Jiang Wenyuan asked back.
As he spoke, he suddenly sat up straight and tugged at his black tie. His eyes were sharper than ever before, as if the relationship between the two of them had come to light and there was no need to pretend anymore.
Jiang Qianxun smiled: "The election is about to begin. President Jiang is too nervous and has forgotten his position in the company. Meng Zixi is the creative director, so why can't she come?"
Jiang Wenyuan was dissatisfied: "Chen Zheng is the person in charge, what does a creative director have to do with it!"
Jiang Qianxun did not miss the disgust in Jiang Wenyuan's eyes.
She said directly: "Jiang Wenyuan, didn't you watch the news? Meng Zixi is a world-famous designer. Many people have tried to invite her but failed. Instead, you want to drive her away. Is this your mindset? It seems that Huawen really needs to change the head of the family!"
The two of them kept asking and answering questions, and the atmosphere became tit-for-tat before the show even started. Everyone present was stunned.
In the end, it was Mr. An who stepped in to stop it.
"Alright, alright, the fight hasn't even started yet and you two are already arguing. Be quiet for now. Our most important task right now is to vote. It won't be too late for you to start arguing again after the results are out!
As for Meng Zixi, she is indeed capable and many orders have come for her recently. She is a good fit here. Wen Yuan, just let her stay here!
Besides, I noticed that Assistant Cui is not here today, and it would be inconvenient for Jiang Qianxun, a pregnant woman, so it would be good for her to stay here with her!"
As he spoke, Mr. An began to persuade Jiang Wenyuan again.
"Wenyuan, I'm old and always talkative. Don't blame me for being too talkative. You are the elder and the CEO now. You should maintain some demeanor. Just announce the start!"
After saying that, Mr. An was afraid that the quarrel would continue, so he simply called the board assistant: "Quick! Take the voting tools up and give them to Mr. Jiang!"
Jiang Wenyuan saw that Mr. An was always biased towards Jiang Qianxun and the others. He wanted to say something, but Jiang Qianxun said that he had no vision, so he finally endured it.
He can't give people a bad impression, otherwise who will vote for him?
Just endure this round first.
Jiang Wenyuan forced himself down while trying to attack himself, and a fake smile appeared on his face again as he took the beautifully printed note handed to him by his assistant.
"Okay, let's listen to Elder An and get started!"
As he said this, he picked up the pen.
This is a unique voting method of the Chinese Group. Voting is not done by raising hands. Instead, everyone uses specially printed label paper and writes a name on it. This way, the handwriting can be identified, and it cannot be falsified. It also has a sense of ceremony.
After writing, the label papers will be put into a box, and the assistant will open the box publicly and count the papers to prevent falsification and to ensure fairness.
When the vote count is announced, the voting papers will also be displayed.
At this time, everyone present has already received their own paper, and each person has one vote and no alterations are allowed.
After getting the paper, everyone picked up paper and pen and started writing.
At the same time, the board assistant took the box and walked to each person, asking the voters to put the paper in.
The first one, naturally, starts with Jiang Wenyuan.
Jiang Wenyuan is not stupid, he must be voting for himself.
The next one is Jiang Qianxun, there is no doubt about that, just vote for yourself generously!
As for Meng Zixi and Chen Zheng behind, it goes without saying who they invested in. How could they not support their own partners!
And the third one is Cheng Yuan.
He is the only one who openly supports Jiang Wenyuan.
Although they had some minor disagreements in the past few days, no matter how much they argued, their positions would not change. After writing his name, he put his voting paper into the small box in front of him and openly looked at Jiang Wenyuan.
"Old Jiang! I naturally support you. You have led Huawen for so many years. Even if you have no credit, you have worked hard. What's more, leading a company requires stability. A helmsman who is too young is not stable enough after all, and there are certain risks. Only people like you, together with the elites of the company, can drive the ship of Huawen further. Mr. An, Mr. Chen, don't you agree?"
It was obvious that these words were meant to canvass votes for Jiang Wenyuan.
Everyone looked at Jiang Wenyuan, then at Jiang Qianxun.
Mr. An, who was named, listened and looked at Jiang Qianxun.
Seeing Jiang Qianxun suddenly blinked at him twice, although the two of them were almost grandfather and grandson, Old An could still quickly understand the young girl's thoughts. With a smile on his face, he followed Cheng Yuan's words.
"That's natural."
No one expected Mr. An to say this. After all, he was the one who supported Jiang Qianxun the most since she returned to Huawen.
Even when the Chinese stock market hit rock bottom, it was he who defied all odds and persevered, leading to the current situation.
But now, why would he... suddenly speak up for Jiang Wenyuan?
Everyone looked at him in confusion.
Even Jiang Wenyuan himself couldn't believe it and looked at Mr. An strangely.
What's going on with Mr. An? Do we really have to support him?
Faced with his doubts, Mr. An remained calm and his expression was sincere, with no sign of joking at all.
When Jiang Wenyuan saw it, he held the pen and thought about it.
Maybe it was really because they were colleagues. After all, no matter how powerful Jiang Qianxun was, she was only twenty-one years old, still too young!
Normally they could support Jiang Qianxun, but now is voting time, and perhaps they do have their own considerations.
The more Jiang Wenyuan thought about it, the more he thought this was possible. He actually started to look forward to it. His previous bad mood also improved. He even began to look forward to the voting results.
He praised: "Mr. An is still sensible. Okay, you guys continue."
The shareholders present looked at Jiang Qianxun for a moment, then at Jiang Wenyuan.
Jiang Wenyuan seemed very happy and looked like he was sure of winning.
After Jiang Qianxun cast her vote, she sat in her seat and played with her cell phone. Because she lowered her head, no one could see her expression.
So, everyone looked at Mr. An again and saw that he was still smiling, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Everyone was stunned, and considering what had happened recently, they all seemed to understand something.
So, the next shareholder to vote picked up a pen, wrote a name on a piece of paper, and then voted.
The shareholder wrote a little slowly, and just by looking at the marks left by the pen tip, it was easy to guess that the name he wrote was Jiang Qianxun. After submitting the money, he looked at Jiang Wenyuan, then at Jiang Qianxun, and finally at Mr. An.
Mr. An gave him a look of appreciation.
This look is equivalent to confirmation!
What is there for those present to not understand after seeing this?
Therefore, in the following period of time, every voting shareholder, after writing down his or her name, repeatedly looked at Jiang Wenyuan and then at Jiang Qianxun's actions.
It was not until the board assistant slowly collected the papers from the left side of the long table to the right side and finally returned to Jiang Wenyuan that everyone put down their pens.
When Jiang Wenyuan saw that everyone was supporting him, he was so happy that his mouth was grinning.
Every time they voted, they looked at themselves. It seemed that with Cheng Yuan's instigation and An Lao's agreement, everyone would definitely choose themselves in the end!
In addition, Yuan Tong kept his mouth shut, so his affair would not be exposed. It can be said that the risk was gone! He could sit firmly in the position of chairman again!
It seems that his worries during this period were unnecessary.
Thinking of this, Jiang Wenyuan could no longer hide the smile on his face.
Therefore, he did not pay much attention to other people's votes and just hoped that the results would come out soon.
Later, after about forty minutes of voting, everyone had cast their votes and it was time to count the votes.
When he heard that it was time to vote, Jiang Wenyuan became even more excited.
Before the shareholders' meeting, he had thought that counting votes would be a very painful part for him, but now, he actually felt that this part was simply the most perfect part!
"Quick! Give me the statistics!"
After saying this, Jiang Wenyuan looked at Jiang Qianxun with a smug look on his face.
"Jiang Qianxun, no matter what the result is, I hope you can accept it. Whether you can be selected or not, it will be a kind of experience for you. You are still so young and there are still many things you need to experience. If it doesn't work out this time, it won't be too late to be selected again next year."
At this point, he seemed to see the glory of himself continuing to be elected chairman. Even the tone he used when speaking to Jiang Qianxun was no longer as sharp as before. Instead, he actually had some of the patience of an elder teaching a younger generation.
Jiang Qianxun ignored him completely. After casting her vote, she was still playing with her phone and watching the video of Huang Xiaoxiao being filmed reporting to the relevant department. She was just killing time.