Chapter 486: A funeral without sadness and Madam, are you obedient?

At the funeral of the Chairman of the Board, Lanse, one of the executioners, also wore solemn clothes and formed a circle.

He and the Vice President walked over and threw the flowers in their hands into the grave.

It is worth mentioning that the fish that broke his life record was also made into a specimen and placed in his coffin.

This was his family's intention. He died for this fish, so let him take this fish to heaven and show off his achievements to God!

The atmosphere at the scene was sad, and Lanse walked to the side of the Chairman of the Board's son and his wife after putting down the flowers.

If you feel it purely from the word "son," this should be a young man.

But in fact, his son is already in his thirties and almost forty. Although his appearance is relatively ordinary, his family conditions were excellent since childhood, giving him a very special temperament.

The temperament of wealth.

His wife is quite a bit younger than him, and she is also very beautiful. When the two stood together, they didn't show much sad atmosphere, although they had tried their best to pretend.

Besides this son, the Chairman of the Board also has a daughter. The daughter's age is slightly younger than his son, and she also came with her husband. It seems that they didn't show much sad emotion on their faces either.

Because she was wearing sunglasses, Lanse couldn't see her true expression clearly, but from the smile that occasionally appeared at the corner of her mouth when she lowered her head, it could be seen.

The death of a father didn't make her feel sad, but made her feel very happy.

The only person in the whole family who was relatively sentimental, but not sad, might be the wife of the Chairman of the Board, but it was only sentimental.

This might be the problem most often encountered by the upper class. Family affection is often behind money and power.

"According to the company's contract, the wife of the Chairman will inherit all the shares. If she voluntarily gives up the inheritance, then the company will repurchase this part of the shares at market price."

"If the company cannot take out the money, then according to the resolution of the Board of Directors, the company's directors or shareholders will contribute to purchase this part of the shares for holding."

"Enjoy all rights except voting rights, but when the company has needs, the holder must prioritize transferring this part of the shares according to the contract."

The Vice President introduced the company's share change method to Lanse on the side.

Like this, the company itself is not convenient to take out this part of the funds to repurchase these shares, so let the shareholders do it.

After introducing new shareholders, or when this part of the shares has a transaction, then the person holding it must sell it first.

In other words, even if this part of the shares is bought by one of the company's shareholders, his status in the company will not change, because the Board of Directors can repurchase the stock in his hands at any time.

Relatively tight equity change process will not let some accidents cause the

Although there are some loopholes in this, overall they attach great importance to the security of equity.

"What if you want to obtain these shares?", Lanse asked.

The vice president said with a chuckle, "Unless the board of directors and shareholders have a resolution, for example, the board has discussed letting me increase my holdings by one-thousandth."

Lanse turned his head and glanced at him with a look of "disdain" on his face, which made the vice president reveal a wry smile.

He explained, "Mr. Lanse, according to the current internal company valuation, one-thousandth of the shares is worth about 1.2 million."

"The chairman's shares look like a lot, but some of them were left behind from his father's time..."

This is the inheritance of capital; the rich get richer, and the poor get poorer.

Everyone is accumulating, but the accumulation of the poor over dozens of generations cannot compare to the accumulation of the rich in one generation.

Lanse gave him a small jab, "1.2 million is the past; now it's only worth four or five hundred thousand."

The vice president did not argue with him, just smiled and nodded; the logic is the logic after all.

"How many shares will she inherit?"

"About three-point-something percent; I don't know the specifics."

Lanse whistled, "Even if the price is very low now, this is still worth ten or twenty million."

Sparks flashed in the vice president's eyes; this is the reason why everyone wants to climb up.

If the chairman of the board knew that his death not only failed to make his family feel sad and sorrowful but also made them feel somewhat inexplicably happy, then perhaps he could have figured out some problems sooner.

The funeral ended quickly. As the "official staff" arranged by the company to coordinate with the chairman's wife, they did not leave directly after the funeral but went to the outskirts of the cemetery.

"Hello, Madam, I am the vice president of the group company, and I have been arranged by the board of directors to coordinate with you this time."

"This is my colleague, as well as our legal advisor."

In addition to the two of them, there was also a company lawyer accompanying them; after all, this involved some legal issues that the vice president and Lanse could not handle.

The chairman's wife was not young anymore; her snow-white silver hair gave her a very noble temperament, and of course, that was indeed the case.

If anyone holds tens of millions in wealth and has corresponding social status, then this person's temperament must be vastly different from those in the underclass who have to take out a loan to buy a sixty-square-meter apartment!

Every single... thread on her, the thread of her clothes, is unimaginably expensive!

The chairman's wife took off her sunglasses, her gaze swept across the vice president's face, and then rested on Lanse's face.

A handsome young man, the corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and then she extended her hand, "Should I say 'it's nice to meet you'?"

In this occasion, saying this sentence is indeed not something to be happy about, even if it's faked!

The vice president reached out and shook her hand, "A sharp question!"

"But I believe our meeting is still very necessary."

The chairman's wife then extended her hand to Lanse, and Lanse also shook it with her, "You haven't introduced yourself yet."

This made Lanse pause for a moment, but he still stated his name, "Lanse, Lanse White, nice to meet you, Madam."

The chairman's wife retracted her chin with great reserve, and then shook hands with the lawyer as well.

"Chairman's wife, if I may be so bold to ask, did the chairman... leave a will before the accident?"

A will is very common in the Federation, especially in high society; most Federation citizens have more than one child, and then a bunch of siblings.

Everyone hopes to get a portion of money from the inheritance, but if there is no will, then all property will be inherited by the deceased's husband or wife, all of it!

This easily leads to some tragedies.

If there is no wife or husband, then the division of these assets becomes very complicated; almost all direct relatives can try to get a share from it.

Many families have ended up on the road to ruin because of inheritance distribution issues.

Based on the experience of their predecessors, almost everyone in big families will make a will, and they start making wills from the age of forty.

These wills are written in the presence of witnesses and lawyers, then sealed and put into a safe.

If the author of the will has an accident, then this will can play a key role.

Does it seem a bit scary?

In fact, they change their wills every once in a while; it could be that a family member's performance is very bad, or it could be that they have some new ideas about the distribution of property.

The chairman was so old that he must have left a will, so now the vice president wants to know if there is any issue of share inheritance in this will.

The chairman's wife nodded, "Of course he left a will. I know what you are concerned about, but this is not the place to talk."

The vice president and Lanse looked at each other and accepted her invitation.

They went together to the chairman's manor located in the suburbs; the luxurious manor exuded nobility and expense everywhere. In a study that looked like a small library, they sat down to discuss this issue.

"This is a copy of his will. Regarding the company shares in his estate, they were divided between me and the children, and did not involve anyone else."

The accompanying lawyer carefully read the will and acknowledged what the chairman's wife had said.

"I hold two percent of the shares, and the remaining one-point-seven percent was inherited by our son, who got one percent, and our daughter, who inherited zero-point-seven percent."

She raised her head slightly, "But the voting rights are all in my hands."

"I know some of the company's situation, and I am personally willing to join the board of directors. Although you might not let me become the chairman of the board, I am willing to contribute to the company."

Just as she was saying this, the study door opened, and the chairman's son and daughter also walked in; they were also very concerned about the relationship between equity and the company.

After all, this is a large sum of money!

"What are you talking about?"

The chairman's wife glanced at her son and said somewhat nonchalantly, "We are talking about me joining the board of directors."

The "young" son walked to her side and took the initiative to shake hands with the vice president, while the others were ignored by him.

"Nice to see you again, sir."

They had met before; the vice president was considered senior management of the company after all, so it was normal for them to have met.

The vice president smiled and nodded, which counted as a response.

After the chairman's son sat down, he smiled and said, "I have always wanted to work for the company; my father's hard work is in it, so I also want to ask, can I go to work for the company?"

He actually runs an agricultural product processing enterprise himself. Through his father's connections, a large amount of cheap agricultural products enter his factory every year, and after simple processing, he can earn more than ten percent net profit in one turn.

This is already a very remarkable profit margin, but he is still not satisfied; he hopes to get more.

The chairman's daughter did not express any opinion; these shares and dividends are enough for her to squander for a lifetime.

The vice president glanced at Lanse; Lanse had no expression, but having no expression was already the biggest expression.

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "The three of you, I wonder if you are willing to sell the shares in your hands?"

The chairman's wife had a reserved, mocking smile on her face; the dissatisfaction on her son's face and the confusion on her daughter's face seemed to be the best answer to the vice president's presumptuous question.

"I'm sorry, sir, we will not sell the shares in our hands," the chairman's wife said, crossing her legs, and she even took out a female cigarette holder from her bag.

Her son did not have such a good temper, "So, are you planning to come and cheat us, thinking maybe we don't understand these things, and then we would sell them to you?"

The vice president explained, "The stock price is falling very sharply now, and I don't know when it will end. I'm just making a routine inquiry."

"No matter who it is, as long as they inherit company shares, the company will make routine inquiries."

The young man shook his head, "No need to ask, we will not sell the shares."

They are also very clear about the company's operating situation, and they also know that as long as they hold onto these shares, they will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives.

The value of the stock itself is secondary; the key lies in its annual dividends, which are definitely an astonishing figure.

Don't look at the three-point-seven percent as not much, but the dividends alone exceed one million every year!

This money is enough for them to squander at will, plus other income, this is the core of their carefree life!

Before the vice president could say anything else, the chairman's wife said, "The two percent of shares I hold now should already be ranked high among the shareholders, plus I have the power of three-point-seven."

The vice president could only nod; the largest shareholder currently only holds eleven percent of the shares, so three-point-seven percent is already a very large portion.

"I hope I can join the board of directors to work as soon as possible. Is there a problem?", her tone was no longer so polite.

As a major shareholder, she has the right to demand the realization of her value and status in the company, and requesting to join the board of directors is also reasonable.

Once she joins the board of directors, it means she can get a large salary from the company every month.

The vice president was a bit stuck; he looked at Lanse for help. Lanse's gaze turned around the few people, and then he said, "I want to talk to the chairman's wife alone."

The vice president breathed a sigh of relief and immediately stood up with his colleague from the publishing department.

The chairman's wife also signaled to her children to let them go out.

Soon there were only two people left in the room. The moment the door was closed, the chairman's wife's gaze fell on Lanse, unmasked and full of greed.

Lanse gave her a strong aura that she had never seen or felt before!

It wasn't just because he was very handsome, but also because of that indescribable aura about him—dangerous, explosive, and yet fascinating!

"What do you want to talk to me about?", the chairman's wife blew a puff of smoke at Lanse. Although she was old, it didn't mean she had no needs.

She was well-maintained and looked like a woman in her fifties, and the secret to being well-maintained was that she was still secreting hormones normally.

Hormones are very important for maintaining health. Some medical research believes that human aging and illness begin when some hormones stop being secreted.

She maintains a normal sex life, at least three to four times a week; a strong lover can satisfy all her sexual needs.

Under the stimulation of this life, her hormones, like her desires, are secreted vigorously!

"What do you do at the company?"

"I can transfer you over to be my assistant."

Her face was full of ambiguous smiles; she was even a bit impatient!

For so many years, wasn't this the moment she had been waiting for?

Complete freedom!

Lanse shook his head. He took the initiative to walk to her side and sit down amidst the chairman's wife's surprised gaze, and one hand pressed on her shoulder.

"That day on the ice, he was grabbed like this and pressed into the water," Lanse suddenly grabbed her hair, which made the chairman's wife get goosebumps all over her body in an instant!

She looked at Lanse's eyes suddenly, her eyes full of fear!

In a trance, she seemed to feel what her husband faced at the last moment of his life: fear, powerlessness, despair!

"You killed him!"

Lanse did not answer her question, but continued to speak in his own style and way, "He kept struggling, but he was very old and was no match for the young man at all."

"After about two minutes, he stopped moving."

"They threw him into the ice hole, and he flipped over in the water, facing up at the sky."

"The ice surface is translucent, and he was just like that, as if crawling on the other side, being washed away by the current."

"Guess..."

A smile appeared on Lanse's face, and he reached out and gently kneaded the chairman's wife's earlobe, "Why was it him?"

Before the chairman's wife could figure out this question, Lanse said softly, "Because he was disobedient!"

"And what about you?"

"Madam, are you obedient?"

Lanse let go, leaned back, and opened up some distance, which would give her some sense of security and also allow her to think.

"I don't know if you have written a will; it is very likely that you have, but I guess it doesn't contain anything related to the shares."

"So it is very likely that after you die, your shares will be divided equally between your two children."

"Do you think they will be obedient?"

"Are they obedient children?"

"Do you think they have written their wills?"

Lanse also crossed his legs, his toes swaying slightly, "Are your grandchildren obedient?"

"Have they written their wills?"

The chairman's wife's body was cold. She tremblingly put down the cigarette holder in her hand, hugging her arms with both hands. She didn't dare to look at Lanse, lowered her head, and said the word "madman."

Lanse smiled and said, "No, no, no, Madam, you got one thing wrong."

"I am not a madman."

"Or rather, anyone in front of tens of millions will become a madman!"

"Now, you sell the shares to us according to the agreement, and you can still get a sum of money."

"If you are disobedient and want to resist, then in the end, we won't need to spend a penny to get it."

"Don't let us really become madmen, okay?"

The chairman's wife tilted her head slightly and looked at him with desire in the corner of her eyes, "Aren't you... afraid that we will call the police?"

Lanse stood up directly and walked to the side amidst her uneasy gaze, brought the phone over, dialed the police in her equally shocked gaze, and handed it over, "Come on, tell them the truth!"