Is this... stirring up trouble?
Looks like it’s quite a big fuss.
Lao Zhu deliberately coughed twice, then instructed:
"Xiao Liu, take the comrades from the appraisal department out for a cup of tea first."
"Eh, yes, Brother Zhu."
Some things are better discussed with fewer people around.
Although the comrades from the appraisal department were enormously curious, they eventually had no choice but to be asked to leave.
For a moment, the only people left in the conference room were the staff from the hospital’s legal affairs department and the four people led by Jiang Ye, creating a very tense atmosphere.
"Knock... Knock..." twice, knuckles rapped on the table once more.
None of the lawyers from the legal affairs department dared to make this call.
Eventually, Old Hu suddenly spoke up:
"Old Jiang, I seem to have Boss Zhuang’s number here."
At this, Jiang Ye’s gaze swept over:
"Then why not make the call quickly?"
"Calling, calling, I’m calling now, don’t panic, I still need to find it."
With a thousand contacts in the phonebook, it required some searching.
However, it didn’t take too long, only a matter of ten or twenty seconds:
Old Hu’s lips quivered slightly, but his hands obediently dialed the number.
Dial... Dial... Dial...
After three rings, the call was answered: ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novel fire.net
Before Old Hu could speak, someone else had already taken the phone:
The person on the other end obviously paused for a moment:
"Mr. Jiang is looking for Mr. Zhuang, may I know what for?"
"I heard Boss Zhuang owns shares in Nanxi University Affiliated Hospital?"
"Yes, is there a problem?"
"No problem, I want your shares!"
He’s demanding someone else’s shares right off the bat?
Truly the Crown Prince’s style, so bold.
Boss Zhuang was clearly taken aback:
"Boss Zhuang must have heard correctly."
Hiss, is this a matter of hearing right or not?
"Who’s this so brazen? Do you have any idea how much my shares are worth?"
"Why doesn’t Mr. Zhuang name a price?"
The person on the phone was infuriated:
"I make a nine-figure sum just from dividends each year, can you afford that? Don’t make a fool of yourself here!"
After shouting this, the call was promptly hung up.
Probably thought it was someone playing a prank.
Jiang Ye didn’t have much of a reaction; he was just following his usual approach of civility followed by force.
Next, he promptly took out his own phone and dialed a number.
On the second ring, the call was answered:
"Brother Yan, it’s me."
"Why are you calling? Is there something?"
"Yeah, there’s a bit of an issue. How many shares does someone surnamed Zhuang have in Nanxi University again?"
Lu Yan took a few seconds to respond before he finally remembered who Mr. Zhuang was:
"Around eleven or twelve percent, what’s the matter? Did he offend you?"
Jiang Ye narrowed his eyes:
"Yeah, I want all his shares. Tell him and his lackeys to get lost from Nanxi University!"
When he said this, the lawyers from the hospital’s legal affairs department must have felt the most awkward.
After all, they were the ones working under Zhuang Mu, right?
If not them, then who else?
Lu Yan didn’t ask too much:
"You’re asking me about such a trivial matter? Can’t you handle it yourself?"
Lu Yan’s words were heard by everyone.
So, who exactly is he?
Heh, the whole Nanxi University belongs to the Lu Family, so who could Lu Yan be?
"When someone messes with your property, of course, I should let you know in advance."
"Since he’s provoked you, do as you please."