The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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A cold and mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Get out of the way!" Leng Rui's eyes darkened, and after a one-second pause, he lowered his head to open the file for Gu Weimian and placed it in front of Gu Weimian: "You can take a look, she is sincere. Is this a reminder of the 15% stake I took before?" Without waiting for Leng Rui to speak, Gu Weimian stretched out his fingers, and his white jade-like fingers pressed against her soft lips: "Shh...Okay, I understand, I will return...
Gu Weimian raised his eyebrows. Which one’s compensation?
A cold and mocking smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Get out of the way!"
Leng Rui's eyes darkened, and after a one-second pause, he lowered his head to open the file for Gu Weimian and placed it in front of Gu Weimian: "You can take a look, she is sincere.
When he saw the contents of the file, a look of surprise flashed across Gu Weimian's eyes.
This document...is Gudi's equity transfer document.
25%.
If Gu Weiman took over this share, plus the one given by Huo Zhenhua before, the total would be 40% of the shares.
Maybe it is not yet possible to achieve complete control, but it is very likely that it is already the largest shareholder within Goody.
What a great gift.
If Gu Weiman had a little ambition towards Gu Di, he would not have refused this "compensation".
Even if she doesn't have this ambition, think about the value represented by this share.
How could a seventeen-year-old girl resist such temptation?
"No." Gu Weimian refused decisively.
Leng Rui was stunned: "Didn't you agree..."
Gu Weimian laughed, "Why, are you afraid that I will tell Huo Yan?"
"No, it's just... if I don't accept it, that person won't feel at ease," Leng Rui said, lowering his head to get a pen, "As long as you sign one word..."
Gu Weimian raised his hand and stopped Leng Rui from speaking.
She smiled, her smile was innocent, but the smile did not reach her eyes. She tilted her head, with the naivety that is unique to her age: "I have never been interested in Gudi or anything from your Huo family. Why don't you understand?"
Leng Rui was startled: "I didn't mean that you were interested in Gudi..."
Gu Weimian clapped his hands and suddenly realized, "Ah... I see. Is this a reminder of the 15% stake I took before?"
Without waiting for Leng Rui to speak, Gu Weimian stretched out his fingers, and his white jade-like fingers pressed against her soft lips: "Shh...Okay, I understand, I will return it to you as soon as possible."
After she finished speaking, she walked away without looking back.
Leng Rui wanted to chase him again. Gu Weimian heard the footsteps and turned his head to look at him: "Or are you so impatient that you want it now?"
The man's steps suddenly froze, and he dared not move forward.
…
Gu Weimian staggered to the back door of the inpatient department alone.
Qin Shaodong was already waiting there.
There were also several super large black plastic bags next to him, which were almost as tall as Qin Shaodong.
As soon as he saw Gu Weimian, Qin Shaodong's face fell: "Miss, what do you need so many herbs for? You can't take this medicine carelessly."
We have Western medicine, Chinese medicine, everything.
"All ready?"
Gu Weimian did not answer Qin Shaodong's words, but lowered his head to look at the herbs in the bag.
"It's all ready. You don't even know how many people I asked to buy it for me. I was afraid I'd be arrested."
Gu Weimian patted Qin Shaodong on the shoulder and said, "I'll give you a bonus when I have money."
When Qin Shaodong heard this, he felt even more miserable… He had to ask Mr. Gu to reimburse him for the money for the medicinal materials, and he didn't know whether Mr. Gu would be willing to reimburse him.
"Miss..."
"I'm serious. Once I make the medicine, I'll definitely send it to you."
Qin Shaodong looked at Gu Weimian speechlessly and said helplessly: "Well, I'll wait."
I comforted myself in my heart that Gu Weiman was still sick, so I should just do whatever she wanted for the time being. When she got tired of playing, this matter would naturally end.