The Crazy Son-In-Law

Xiao Shun hesitated for a moment and finally said, “Then this is it. I will leave this matter to you, gentlemen.”

“But Mr. Xiao, may I ask how much you intend to pay this time to acquire the shares of the Sikong family? We need the exact figure so we can prepare the funds.” Cai Junmin asked.

“One and a half billion.” Xiao Shun said.

He now had a total of two billion dollars, and he needed part of it for the TV commercial and set aside the rest of it just in case.

Wen Guangliang and Cai Junmin looked at each other and Wen Guangliang said, “It seems you have been well prepared, Mr. Xiao. Actually that has been pretty much it. So it’s an easy job.”

“Please don’t worry about it.”

…

Two days later, at Golden Harrow there was a board meeting.

Because it was the survival of the family they were going to talk about, Sikong Xinrong was there. He was seated at the head of the table, and since they were a family business, all those present were members of the Sikong family.

“I’m sure you’ve all heard about it, so I won’t bother you with more words. This meeting is mainly about the acquisition of our company. Oakland Finance, Good Fortune and several other equity investment companies offer 2. 7 billion to buy fifty-five percent of our Golden Harrow shares. You are not only members of the Sikong family but also shareholders of the company. If you have any opinions, you can speak freely.”

Sikong Jie was chairing this meeting. He currently managed various affairs of the company and was in fact the president of Golden Harrow.

“I don’t think it’s right. We would completely lose control of the company and get into a passive situation.”

“That’s not necessarily true. In addition to Oakland Finance and Good Fortune, there are several smaller investment firms. In this way, their shareholdings are also fragmented, whereas we are a family, and as long as we can agree, we still have enough votes to make a decision.”

“But we put the family in such a dangerous position to get revenge. Is it worth it?”

“What do you guys have to worry about? The price they offered is pretty good, and as long as we get that money, we can always start over. Think about how our ancestors came to Stillwater, and how they built our family up from nothing. Couldn’t we do that? Besides, we are in a much better position now than we were then.”

“…”

They then broke into a heated discussion. Sikong Xinrong was expressionless and his eyes were slightly closed. In fact, he had already made up his mind, and today he just wanted all the family members to know about it.

In the end, they still did not reach a consensus. He slowly stood up and swept his cloudy gaze over the crowd. His voice was not loud, but with enough authority.

“If any of you are willing to sell your shares, you can tell Sikong Jie. My son and I will also sell ours to make it seventy percent. By noon, I need the results.”

At that he was then supported by Sikong Anming and left the conference room, and the group of people all looked at each other.

Sikong Xinrong had made his message very clear. He and his two sons had nearly seventy percent of the shares. ‘And if you don’t sell your shares, we’ll sell ours.”

Golden Harrow was able to get to where they were today solely because of their various special political and business connections in Stillwater. Without them, Golden Harrow would be a hopeless skeleton.

As of noon, a total of twelve percent of the shares were registered for sale from other family members. Sikong Jie wanted to say something, “Father…”

“No need to say more. I don’t have much time left. If I don’t avenge him, what should I say to Chen after I die?”

Sikong Xinrong said bitterly, “As for the matter of shares, you simply have had too many comfortable days, and it’s time for you to have some sense of crisis.”

Three days later in the evening.

Two limousines were parked in front of a hotel at the foot of Mount Kumi. An old man with white hair got out of the car. He was on crutches and slowly walked into the hotel with the help of his escort. He was exactly Golden Harrow’s family head, Sikong Xinrong.

In fact, this place was just a barren mountain in the beginning, and those people who had been living around could still remember the dilapidated temple on the main peak.

However, to everyone’s surprise, a rich merchant bought this barren mountain twenty years ago, and it became quite a topic at the beginning. Everyone thought he was a fool. After all, what could he do with this mountain?

Some time later, the monk in the temple passed away, and a middle-aged monk who just called himself Yuxu took his place.

One day, this Master Yuxu bumped into a family at the bottom of the mountain that was having a funeral, and as he approached the coffin, he asked the family, “This lady is not yet at the end of her life, so why are you burying her?”

The family was crying their hearts out, and when they heard his words, they all widened their eyes and they said, “That’s not funny. My wife has been certified by the doctor.”

The monk smiled and said, “If you can trust me, I’m willing to give it a try.”

The family saw how confident he was, and thought that it couldn’t be any worse anyway. It would not hurt to give it a try.

Eventually, that monk set up everything he needed, and after he danced around the coffin, to everyone’s surprise, the woman in it came back to life.

The story was soon spread away, and it became more and more mysterious, and before long everyone just knew that there was a saint on this mountain.

Thanks to it, the rundown temple on the mountain became more and more popular, and there was a constant stream of visitors to the mountain every day.

The businessman who bought this mountain then developed it into an attraction and built a resort hotel. It was still not really like those scenic spots, but it had been such a bargain for the price he paid for the mountain in the first place.

The local government saw how prosperous his tourism business was, and could no longer sit still.

But this rich businessman was generous enough. He just transferred part of the equity to the local government to settle the problems.

That Yuxu Master broke through the Foundation Stage ten years ago. He founded his own sect and became a martial arts master. Since then, Mount Kumi became a sacred place known by everyone, and the business in the attraction was also getting better every day.

After dinner, the limousine parked in front of the hotel drove straight into the scenic spot.

Sikong Xinrong, supported by Sikong Anming, tottered on the green stone steps leading to the top of the mountain. From time to time he would look at that all black temple at the top of the mountain.

At this point the scenic area had been closed and they saw no one on their way up the mountain. Just occasionally they would hear some rustling sound in the grass. It should be a small animal like a wild rabbit.

“The road is tough. Please watch your step, Father. Maybe I should just ask that master to come down to meet us, so you need not suffer such a long way.” Sikong Anming spoke up.

Sikong Xinrong let out a long breath and said, “Master Yuxu is a proud man. If I do not go to his temple personally, perhaps you wouldn’t be able to meet him.”

“I heard that the master has been practicing retreat for the past ten years and rarely goes out. I just want to know how much he knows about the fighters out there. That little beast is actually quite something.”

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