Chapter 47: , Roll together

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"Master, the Arc de Triomphe has a market value of 18 billion, and there are 50 branches across the country."
At the end of the phone, Qiao Fugui was looking at the report data in front of the large window.
Almost at the moment Chen Ping asked, his secretary listed all the assets and accounts of the Arc de Triomphe.
"I don't care how many billions he buys." Chen Ping looked impatient.
"Okay, young master." Qiao Fugui answered, and immediately called down.
In an instant, countless calls were made from Shangjiang City to the headquarters of the Arc de Triomphe in Beijing.
This night, no one knew that a mysterious force was operating in Shangjiang and Beijing.
Wang Weize looked coldly at Chen Ping and sneered: "Yes, I haven't seen you for so long, but your bragging kung fu has grown a lot. With such a big breath, you still have to buy the Arc de Triomphe?"
Damn it!
Who did he think he was and bought the Arc de Triomphe?
Does he know the current market value of the Arc de Triomphe?
20 billion!
Pretend? Hehe, who wouldn't be this.
The point is, you pretend to be reliable.
Open mouth is to buy the Arc de Triomphe, when others are fools?
After a while, Qiao Fugui's phone call came and said: "Master, it has been arranged. The Arc de Triomphe is now officially a business under your name. It costs a total of 20 billion yuan. The original three major shareholders have sold all the shares. Out, now you have 100% stock and absolute control."
"Very good, well done." Chen Ping said lightly.
Qiao Fugui works fast.
"Right, let their boss come over immediately." Chen Ping said.
At this time, Wang Weize saw that Chen Pingshen mysteriously did not know who to call, so he sneered: "Yeah, say you pretend to be really dressed, who will you call? Are you going to buy the Arc de Triomphe, come? Come, you can buy it for Lao Tzu now. As long as you can buy the Arc de Triomphe, I knelt down and gave you Chen Ping without shaking your head."
The Arc de Triomphe Hotel is worth 200 million yuan just for this branch in Shangjiang City.
Not to mention the group headquarters, with a market value of 20 billion!
Want to buy the Arc de Triomphe?
Can he buy it with a filthy silk from him?
At the same time, Qiao Fugui directly dialed the call of the boss of the Arc de Triomphe in Shangjiang City.
"Oh hello, Qiao Dong, but you called me for the first time. What's the matter, despite your orders." A middle-aged voice came from the phone, which sounded very complimenting.
"Boss Yuan, my young master is in your hotel and needs you to go there within five minutes." Qiao Fugui said indifferently.
When Yuan Zhende heard it, he was immediately energetic.
Qiao Dong’s young master, that must be a person with a monstrous background.
"Okay Joe Dong, I'll go right away."
After all, Yuan Zhende hung up the phone and rushed to the Arc de Triomphe nonstop.
Besides, Wang Weize looked at Chen Ping with a sneering face and said, "Chen Ping, do you still have to pretend? Yes, then I will accompany you. I want to see how good you are!"
He put his hands in his trouser pockets, his expression sneering.
And Chen Ping was not in a hurry. He sat indifferently, took out his mobile phone, and communicated with the video.
It’s the babysitter that the company asks for.
Pick her up later.
Because of Chen Ping's work and the fact that the father-in-law and mother-in-law never take care of it, all the rice grains are sent to the nursery most of the time.
About five minutes later, Yuan Zhende, the owner of the Arc de Triomphe Hotel, appeared at the entrance of the hall.
When he saw this scene in the hall, he felt a very bad feeling.
He hurried over to walk to Wang Weize and asked coldly: "Manager Wang, what's the situation?"
Wang Weize was shocked, but did not expect Chen Ping to let the boss come, and the boss really came.
Yuan Zhende is the person in charge of the Group’s hotel in Shangjiang City. Wang Weize naturally cannot be arrogant and laughs: "Mr. Yuan, there is not much to do, I can handle it."
Yuan Zhende frowned immediately: "It's not a big deal, the security team has come, it's okay? Forget it, I will handle this matter myself."
If this hits the young master of Qiao Dong, he won't be confused in Shangjiang City.
Thinking of this, he felt cold in his back.
As for the young master of Qiao Dong, of course he must have a hard time.
Therefore, he immediately stepped forward, glanced over the crowd, with a respectful attitude, and asked: "Which one is Chen Ping Chen Shao?"
Everyone stunned, all eyes fell on Chen Ping.
Chen Shao?
Wang Weize was even more shocked, and joking about Nima!
This stupid, can it be called Chen Shao?
At this time, Chen Ping stood up: "I, my name is Chen Ping."
After all, he pointed to Wang Weize and said coldly: "From today, he will be removed from the Arc de Triomphe. I don't want to see him at any Arc de Triomphe. Can I do it?"
Yuan Zhende stunned, glanced at Wang Weize, then smiled and said: "Chen Shao, I'm afraid it won't work."
He knew that Wang Weize must have clashed with Chen Ping.
However, in one sentence, he wanted to expel Wang Weize. Obviously, Yuan Zhende could not do it.
Not only does this not comply with the hotel’s rules and regulations, but Wang Weize’s dad is also one of the hotel’s shareholders, and he is worth hundreds of millions of predators!
At this point, he could not expel Wang Weize.
However, Chen Ping’s next sentence was terrifying and scared everyone. He smiled and said: "Maybe you don’t know yet, I have already bought the Arc de Triomphe. I am now the largest shareholder of the Arc de Triomphe. ."
As soon as he heard this, Wang Weize smiled back and forth.
"You bought the Arc de Triomphe? You still have a 100% stake? Please, can you stop bragging. Do you know that my dad is one of the shareholders of the Arc de Triomphe!"
Yuan Zhende also frowned, saying, "Chen Shao, although you have a great relationship with Dong Qiao, don't make such a joke too well. The Arc de Triomphe doesn't seem to have changed shareholders recently."
He looked dull, and if he weren’t because he was Joe Dong’s young master, he really wanted to blast out this babbling boy.
However, Chen Ping's expression at this moment was too calm, and his expression was very real.
It seems that he is not kidding.
This made Yuan Zhende very puzzled. Triumphal Arch shareholders really had no surname Chen.
"Oh, I just bought it, and I should have the equity transfer documents in a while." Chen Ping said calmly.
"Wow! Chen Ping, please ask for your bragging next time. Arc de Triomphe, my dad has two shares, although not much, but at least three or four hundred million, understand, poor!" Wang Weize sneered again and again.
Dingdong!
It was at this time that Chen Ping's cell phone rang, and it was an email reminder.
He opened it, and then showed the email to Yuan Zhende.
When Yuan Zhende saw the content of the email, he was dumbfounded!
Heading up is the highest holding document of the Arc de Triomphe Group.
The new largest shareholder in the document, there is only one person, the name is also very clear, Chen Ping, who owns 100% equity of the Arc de Triomphe Group!
And, on the document, there is the official seal of the group!
This can never be faked, because this is an illegal crime and cannot be forced to pretend.
"Chen Shao, I'm sorry, I still have to confirm."
Yuan Zhende is a shrewd person, he took out his phone decisively and walked aside.
Very simple, he needs to ask the shareholders of the company, the most convenient is to ask Wang Weize's father.
Because, Wang Weize's father invested in the hotel in Shangjiang City, which is the shares of those two points.
If, if that share transfer is true, then this Shao Chen must not be offended, and must be provided like the Galeries Lafayette!
"Dong Wang, there is a situation on my side. I need to check with you. This is the case. There is a Mr. Chen from the hotel. He said that he has already bought all the equity in the Arc de Triomphe. Little conflict..."
There was a slight male voice over the phone, with a heavy gasp, and the screaming of the charming Yingying.
"What kind of stuff? What Mr. Chen, shit! The equity of the Arc de Triomphe is worth 20 billion yuan, who the can eat it! Hurry and drive away that stupid man, don't bother Lao Tzu!"
Pa, the phone hung up!
Yuan Zhende's face changed slightly, and things were a bit unexpected.
On this side, Wang Weize has been staring at Chen Ping, cold eyebrows and cold smiles: "Oh, I really admire you. I have to come out to force you, do you know that my dad is a shareholder of the Arc de Triomphe?"
Chen Ping shook his head, said indifferently: "I don't know, it is estimated that it is also a small shareholder, and the shareholding change should be nothing to your dad."
"Oh, joke! My dad's shares in the Arc de Triomphe are worth at least two or three hundred million! Do you know that two or three hundred million? You can't earn so much in your life, and you can only be bragging here, which is really pitiful. "Waitingly, Wang Weize shook his head non-stop, full of ironic sympathy.
Chen Ping didn't take it seriously, saying: "It's okay, you and your dad have to get out of the Arc de Triomphe in a while, it's your own pity."