Chapter 47: Old Chen's Implicit Needs

"Little Lu, this plan is not bad."

A smile appeared on Old Chen's face, and a glimmer of sharpness flashed in his eyes.

"How many shares have you prepared for Miss Luosha? What is the cooperation method for Old Wang and the others? In what way do you intend to cooperate with me?"

Old Chen placed the documents back on the table, pulled a Cigar from the cigar box, and began to preheat it unhurriedly.

Lu Chen narrowed his eyes and did not answer immediately; instead, he silently took two puffs of his Cigar before sitting up straight.

"Miss Luosha will take twenty percent of the parent company's shares to provide a guarantee for the project as a whole."

Lu Chen spoke slowly, paused slightly, glanced at Old Chen, then took a puff of his Cigar and slowly exhaled the smoke.

Old Chen's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to preheat the cigar. This book is first published on the "Zhuishu Shenqi" app, which is super convenient for reading, providing you with an error-free and non-disordered reading experience.

"Old Wang's condition is 1 million Hong Kong dollars plus retaining 49% of the shares, and I intend to handle the cooperation with you in the same way."

Lu Chen spoke again.

"I will be fully responsible for operations. Whether it is Miss Luosha, Old Wang, or you, everyone needs to sign an acting-in-concert agreement. Of course, in board discussions, I will still need to rely on your experience, sir."

"Isn't this compensation too little?"

Old Chen finished preheating the Cigar, took a puff, leaned back into the sofa, and crossed his legs.

His expression was calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

But his tone revealed dissatisfaction.

"Old Chen, the 1 million Hong Kong dollars is indeed just a symbolic confirmation of rights. Outside the contract, I will provide you with an interest-free loan of 10 million pounds, how about that?"

Lu Chen smiled, leaned back into the sofa, and also crossed his legs.

After taking a puff of his Cigar and slowly exhaling the smoke, he spoke calmly.

The hand Old Chen was using to hold the Cigar paused slightly, and even his swinging leg stopped for a second.

After taking two puffs of the Cigar and slowly exhaling the smoke, he spoke.

"Hahaha, the younger generation is to be feared!"

After a long while, Old Chen finally uncrossed his legs and leaned forward slightly.

His tone was low, and his eyes were fixed intently on Lu Chen.

"Loan term? How will it be repaid?"

"Ten years. When it matures, how about repaying it in US dollars according to the current exchange rate?"

Lu Chen paused before speaking.

"You kid are slippery, but my profit sharing must all be paid in US dollars, is that okay?"

A trace of doubt appeared on Old Chen's face, but he immediately put on a smile and reached out to lightly point at Lu Chen.

He leaned back into the sofa again, took a puff of his Cigar, and watched Lu Chen in silence.

"Of course, you have the final say."

Lu Chen smiled and picked up the clear tea to take a sip.

After taking a puff of his Cigar, he began to chat with Old Chen about daily life.

After leaving Old Chen's house, Lu Chen lay in the back seat of the car, feeling somewhat exhausted.

"Postpone Steward Wang's upcoming schedule by one day, and have Liu Xiaofeng and Xiao Huangmao take me around tomorrow."

Lu Chen's voice carried a hint of hoarseness, and he slumped in the seat, completely devoid of the formality he had just shown.

"By the way, have Liu Xiaofeng help me make an appointment with Feizai to see if there are any fun places to go."

"Very well, sir."

Steward Wang glanced at Lu Chen through the rearview mirror and slowed the car down a bit more.

After returning to the Zhuangyuan, Lu Chen did not handle any business at all, but simply enjoyed an afternoon tea.

He passed the boring time by looking at the newspaper.

It was not until Li Xuanhua and Liu Xiaofeng both returned in the evening that Lu Chen went back to the study.

"BOSS, the company matters have been handed over, and I have also communicated with the doctor for Liu Xiaofeng's mother. However, it will still take a few days to process the paperwork."

Li Xuanhua sat on the sofa in the study with a Cigar in his hand, reporting with a hint of solemnity on his face.

"During the time I am away, Secretary Shen can fully take over my work."

"Wanyu is still a bit green; as long as the company can operate normally, that is fine."

Lu Chen crossed his legs and nodded slightly; after taking a puff of his Cigar, he continued to speak.

"You are going to Piaoliang Guo; have Xiaofeng assign you a few people. I hear it is quite chaotic over there, so watch your own safety."

"Very well, BOSS. However, there is a bit of trouble regarding Liu Xiaofeng's mother."

A trace of hesitation appeared on Li Xuanhua's face as he took a puff of his Cigar and exhaled the smoke.

He sat up slightly straighter.

"What is it?"

Lu Chen's body, which had been somewhat relaxed, suddenly tensed up.

He leaned forward slightly, paused his motion of preparing to smoke the Cigar, and placed his hands on his knees.

"Her condition is worsening. I'm afraid the hospitals in Xianggang... Do you need me to take her abroad directly this time?"

Li Xuanhua's tone was low, and after a moment of silence, he spoke intermittently.

"Steward Wang, bring Liu Xiaofeng here!"

Lu Chen shouted abruptly at Steward Wang outside the door.

He silently took two puffs of his Cigar and placed it on the ashtray.

He rested his chin on his hands and frowned.

"Very well."

As Manager Wang's voice fell, in the few minutes of silence, the study door was knocked upon.

"Come in."

"Sit."

"Do you know or not, what your mother's current situation is?"

Lu Chen tossed a pack of 555s to Liu Xiaofeng before asking this question.

Lu Chen also stopped smoking his Cigar, instead tossing a pack to Li Xuanhua as well, and after opening a new pack for himself, he lit one up.

"I know."

After Liu Xiaofeng smoked a 555 down to the filter in a few puffs, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

His eyes were slightly bloodshot, his arm was a bit uncoordinated, but his tone carried a hint of low spirits.

"I am arranging for Li Xuanhua to go to Piaoliang Guo to work for a period of time, and to take your mother there as well, you..."

Lu Chen looked deeply at Liu Xiaofeng, took two puffs of his 555, and paused.

"You should go too."

"Xiaofeng, recommend someone by your side to me, let him follow me and do things recently."

"Xuan Hua, there is no upper limit for the medical expenses for Xiaofeng's mother; if the company runs out of money, send me a telegram, and I will find a way. Once you are ready, come over."

Lu Chen waved his hand, not paying attention to what the two of them wanted to say, and only continued speaking as Li Xuanhua was preparing to leave the room.

"Right, have Xiao Huangmao come to the Zhuangyuan tomorrow and take me around for a walk."

Li Xuanhua and Liu Xiaofeng did not answer, only bowing slightly at the study door.

Lu Chen waved his hand again, stood up, and walked to the window.

He sighed softly.

He looked at the night view outside the window, and the brightly lit scene in the direction of Victoria Harbour in the distance.

A trace of complexity flashed in his eyes.

An eventful autumn!

Lu Chen relit a Cigar, smoked it in silence, and only then returned to his portable space.

After mindlessly fiddling with the Small Box for a while, he felt a chill on his hand.

A brand-new Silver Coin appeared in Lu Chen's hand.

Lu Chen smiled and put the Silver Coin back into the wooden box.

He changed into pajamas and went to bed.

Tomorrow he still needed to confirm the specific time for those gangs' meeting with Feizai.

By the way, he needed to find a backer for Xiao Huangmao; the way he saw Fei Ge last time, I'm afraid even if Li Xuanhua pays his salary...