Chapter 71: Board of Directors?

After having a meal with Luosha, Lu Chen finally slipped back into the car as if escaping.

If he had really stayed any longer, Lu Chen felt he would have been eaten until not even his bones were left.

However, as for resources, he had managed to get quite a few.

"Boss, while you were chatting with Miss Luosha, I felt that quite a few people were watching us."

After Lu Chen got into the car, Chen Mo came to the back seat immediately.

"I feel they have ill intentions."

"Protect yourself; as long as they don't make a move, don't worry about it."

Lu Chen crossed his legs, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

His voice was hoarse and carried a hint of weakness.

"Steward Wang, go home, and notify everyone by the way that everything remains as usual; we will continue to push forward. If there is a conflict, Chen Mo, don't just sit idle either—as long as you don't cause any deaths, everything is manageable."

"If someone really doesn't have eyes, Chen Mo, contact Steward Wang and tell Old Hou that even probing needs to have a boundary."

After Lu Chen was silent for a moment, he spoke in a low voice.

After returning to the Zhuangyuan, Lu Chen did not gather his subordinates for a meeting again.

Instead, he returned to his bedroom alone.

He took a cold shower, which made him feel slightly better.

Even the suit he had just changed out of still retained the scent of Luosha.

Lu Chen felt somewhat helpless and returned to his personal space.

Lu Chen looked at the two wooden boxes placed side by side.

He reached out, grabbed the Small Box, and began to fiddle with it unconsciously.

After a long time, an icy Silver Coin was spat out by the Small Box.

This finally brought the distracted Lu Chen back to his senses.

Lu Chen took a deep look at the Silver Coin and put it back into the wooden box.

Early morning.

Having rested well for the night, Lu Chen felt he had come back to life.

Everything in the Zhuangyuan was as usual, except for a few unfamiliar servants who had been replaced.

Lu Chen sat in the main seat of the reception hall, still with his three-piece set: coffee, newspaper, and Cigar.

If it weren't for the fact that it was the year '50, Lu Chen would have wanted to complain long ago.

"Sir, Manager Wang is here to visit."

Steward Wang walked in, carrying two cases in his hands.

"Mm, come in."

Lu Chen nodded slightly, took a puff of his Cigar, crossed his legs, and gathered his thoughts.

He waited quietly for Manager Wang.

"Director Lu, this is the Xianggang currency you wanted; the bank only just finished allocating it."

Manager Wang was carrying a case in his hand and placed it on the side of Lu Chen's sofa.

Only then did he sit down on the sofa Lu Chen had pointed to.

"I don't know what's going on lately, but the approval procedures have tightened up a bit."

There was a hint of confusion on Manager Wang's face, but his hands didn't stop; he picked up the Cigar box on the table and began to preheat one for himself.

"Tightened? I'm afraid it's aimed at me, isn't it?"

Lu Chen frowned, took a puff of his Cigar, and slowly exhaled the smoke.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and his pupils held a hint of depth.

"I slighted Wei Er at the banquet last time; he wouldn't come to regain face over such a small matter, would he?"

"It's not impossible for you to say that; after all, my work process is to report to Director Wei Er first."

Manager Wang still maintained his composure, but his pupils contracted slightly.

His hand preheating the Cigar paused for a moment.

"For a small matter like yours, making a phone call to the bank would actually solve it; leaving it to me is a trouble instead."

"You should know me; what I mean by calling you over."

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth tilted up slightly, and he glanced at Manager Wang without leaving a trace.

He reached into his bosom, took out 20,000 in Xianggang currency from his personal space, and placed it on the table.

"I know it's not convenient for you; without this method, I would have to make a trip to Crown."

"Ten times. Recently, the cash flow of the offshore companies has increased by more than ten times. Although the deposits are slow, I can tell they are all funds that have gone through multiple layers of shell companies; the true source cannot be traced."

Steward Wang took the money and stuffed it into his bosom, took a puff of his Cigar, and exhaled smoke.

"I haven't tried to trace it, and even if I really did, I might not be able to find it. However, quite a few companies have been depositing money into the bank lately—well, they are transferring funds from other banks to Crown."

"Don't worry about those; it's still the same words—just notify me in advance when you think the timing is appropriate."

Lu Chen smiled and simply restated the agreement with Manager Wang.

"I have already arranged a channel for your family; they can go to Piaoliang Guo to live for a few years at any time."

"Director Wei Er intends to hold a board meeting tomorrow."

Manager Wang looked up and took a deep look at Lu Chen, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

"The topic of this meeting is likely the issue of fund processing."

"Can you tell me, who are the directors in Xianggang?"

Lu Chen's fingers tapping on the armrest paused slightly, his eyes carrying a hint of depth as he stared fixedly at Manager Wang.

"In Xianggang, besides Miss Luosha, those who can attend the meeting now include you, three foreign directors, and two local bigwigs from Xianggang. One is Professor Li, Elder Li, though he is usually absent, and there is another whom you have not met, but he is also a perennial absentee."

Wang Jingli paused for a moment before continuing to speak.

"As Chinese directors, when it does not involve their own interests, the vast majority usually cast abstention votes in board meetings. The meeting minutes for those absent will also be delivered to them by a designated person."

Wang Jingli looked deeply at Lu Chen, took a puff of his Cigar, and exhaled a cloud of smoke.

"Of course, as Miss Luosha's representative, you can fully exercise her rights, including a veto. This is not because she has many shares, but rather..."

Lu Chen tapped the armrest lightly, and after a good while, he looked up at Wang Jingli.

"Notify all directors that the board meeting convened by Director Wei Er requires everyone to be present. Of course, Miss Luosha is also invited as an observer; I believe she has the qualifications for that, right?"

The corners of Lu Chen's mouth lifted slightly, and his eyes carried a hint of a smile.

"By the way, what is the phone number of that director I don't know? When you visit today, take the opportunity to give him one of my Business Cards."

Lu Chen once again took out 50,000 Hong Kong dollars from his personal space, placed them on the table, and pushed them gently toward Wang Jingli.

"Tell him that Director Lu Sanbao will give him a call later."

"Very well."

Wang Jingli looked at Lu Chen in surprise before tucking the Hong Kong dollars into his pocket.

He took out a fountain pen and wrote down a string of numbers from his notebook.

"This is the phone number for Director Shi's Zhuangyuan. His business does not involve Xianggang; it is mainly in the shipping industry. Although he has been recuperating in Xianggang for years, he hasn't managed affairs for several years now, so you should be careful with your words."

"Mm, just convey my message."

Lu Chen nodded slightly and waved his hand.

He sat silently on the sofa alone, closing his eyes.

He sat like that for the entire day.

It wasn't until the little girl Tingting returned that Lu Chen played with her for a while before returning to the study.

Looking at the clock hanging on the wall, he waited until 9:00 PM before picking up the phone on the table.