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Chapter 394 What is French!(1/3)

After establishing the framework of the PY transaction with Thompson Alves, the relationship between the two became obviously much closer.

Just joking and laughing, I had a great time eating this meal.

The show was almost over before we ate too late. Sean was surrounded by beautiful women and didn't like to go to any entertainment venues. Thompson Alves' identity was even more inappropriate.

Unlike Thompson, Sean was in no hurry to find Jonson Arnold.

The Spaniards have far less influence in Africa... Oh, they originally had some say in Western Europe, but because of a man who did not want to be named, the last bit of influence was lost.

Don’t take advantage of the value!

It can be used as a textile market, we will talk about it when the time comes.

However, the Spanish still have great influence in South Africa, and there are many opportunities for cooperation.

Sean returned to Morocco. In just a few months, the news that the country was vigorously promoting infrastructure construction was released, and Morocco was visibly glowing with vitality.

Recently, basic material factories for the construction industry have been built, including cement factories, brick factories, sand and gravel...

Many construction companies from Europe have also flocked to Morocco, but Morocco has changed its previous open attitude and has put forward many requirements for European builders.

Including but not limited to how many local workers to hire, establishing a joint venture company to be responsible for local construction, etc.

These methods were all proposed by Sean to Mulay Sheedy. They are still the same Eastern thinking, where the market replaces technology.

Morocco's various technologies are too weak, like shit, and they even lack basic construction workers.

Is it really enough to have gloves when moving bricks?

Just have a shovel with the mud?

European builders could not accept Morocco's suddenly tough attitude for a while, and many big builders were resolute, even if they gave up.

It’s not that they don’t want to make money, but they also have a large number of workers who need to be arranged for work.

I am not an entrepreneur, but I can bring talents over 40 years old to the market...

Try laying off people at will, I will kill you!

However, Morocco is confident in its resolute attitude. Sean has a construction company of his own, and there are even more construction companies with connections on the east coast. Besides, there are also infrastructure-crazy east coasts.

In the end, many small and medium-sized construction companies compromised.

However, Sean doesn't care much about these. He is only responsible for providing confidence and ideas. Currently, most of his energy is on the restructuring of the phosphate industry.

The focus is on the acquisition of several companies in France.

Of course, a large number of votes surrendered to the executives of various companies, and in addition, Jordan Belford had won a lot of stocks of various companies during his previous trading, so the progress was relatively smooth.

Sean doesn’t have any roots in France now.

The relationship between Morocco and France has been restored. As the behind-the-scenes BOSS, who governs behind the scenes, he can exert greater influence through related agriculture, industry, mining, and construction industries.

France, Lyon.

Lyon, France's second largest metropolitan area, is an important industrial city.

Zhang Chaoqiang also played well.

Downstairs of a building, a small fleet of six vehicles parked at the gate.

A group of bodyguards in black got out of the car. They wore sunglasses, headphones, and black bulletproof briefcases. They looked around with wary expressions.

The door of the Lincoln car in the middle was opened, a big black leather shoe fell heavily to the ground, and Sean Shiran stepped out of the car.

As soon as a group of people entered the building, with such momentum, the irrelevant people immediately dispersed, and no one competed with them to grab the elevator.

Floors 21-23, Edwin Mining Company Headquarters.

The company's atmosphere has been very solemn recently. The stock price has plummeted, the company's assets in Morocco have been confiscated, and the company has been under tremendous pressure from society.

The atmosphere today is particularly heavy. Every employee in the company is sullen and silent, as if his father is dead.

Of course, it doesn't matter whether you are sad or happy about the death of your father.

With three sounds of 'ding', 'ding' and 'ding', three elevators stopped on this floor at the same time. As the elevator doors opened, a large group of black suits rushed in.

The employees of Edwin Mining are very neat at every turn, raising their heads, lowering their heads, and burying their heads.

It's like nothing happened.

As he walked past the front desk, Sean looked over. The two beauties at the front desk seemed to feel something. Their heads lowered lower and lower until they were placed on the table. Their long hair spread on the table like a piece of brown seaweed.

Sean was curious if they could get their heads through the table.

He walked to the front desk and stopped, stretched out his hand and slapped her hard. There was a "bang" sound, and the two beauties jumped up with a frightened scream. When they saw Sean close at hand, the two beauties turned pale.

It's not that Sean is ugly, but that the European media has been smearing him in the past, and the image of Sean in the minds of ordinary people is that of an extremely evil pervert.

"Why are you lying down? Am I scary?" Sean asked with a straight face.

The two women shook their heads quickly.

"Discerning!" Sean suddenly smiled, and the solemn atmosphere suddenly relaxed a lot.

"Send me a cup of black tea. I don't want British black tea. I want Chinese Keemun Red." Sean turned around, and just as the two women heaved a sigh of relief, another voice floated over, "I might be expelled!"

Hearing a cry behind him, Sean laughed silently.

When he reached the door of the conference room, the bodyguard pushed the door open and Sean stepped in.

In the conference room, the shareholders of Edwin Mining Company all turned to look over, but no one said a word, and Henry didn't speak either.

"Is this a new popular welcome ceremony in France?" Sean spread his hands, "Yes, it's quite creative."

With that said, he walked forward, and the door of the conference room closed behind him.

There is an empty chair next to the conference table, which is prepared for Sean, the new shareholder, but this seat is at the bottom.

Of course, Sean's shares are not the smallest, but in theory, there is no need to rearrange the ranking before the shareholders' meeting is held again.

But theory is just theory after all, and few people do this in practice.

Sean walked over but didn't sit down. He stretched out his hand to pull the chair away and put his buttocks directly on the conference table. "Okay, don't be so serious. Smile and you can applaud."

Everyone was silent and looked at the chairman of the board of directors, Lionel Morris, who was sitting in the main seat.

"Although we all know that Mr. Sean is not well-educated, after all, we are abroad, so please maintain your grace and don't show your American heart. That's not a good thing."

He is sarcastic and very level-headed.

"Why not?" Sean laughed, "You don't think I'm innocently talking to you about my style, do you?"

"Ha, you are quite romantic!"

"You!" Lionel Morris never expected Sean to be so straightforward. What about the demeanor of a rich man or the reserve of a big shot?

"You don't think I'm leaving such a powerful force system unused, do you?" Sean glanced around with a strange look on his face, "Are you so naive?"

"What do you think I came here for today?"

"Negotiate with you?" Sean got down from the conference table and walked casually inside the conference room.

"Why negotiate when you can take it by force?"

"You are shameless!" Lionel Morris stood up suddenly.

"Ah, yes, and what next?" Sean walked up to Lionel Morris with a smile and said calmly: "Today, either I will get absolute controlling interest, and I will have the final say on how the company will be run in the future.

"

"Either, starting from today, all overseas mines and factories of Edwin Mining Company will be in trouble, especially those in Africa."

"I might as well make it clear that there will be problems with local security, and there will be unknown local armed forces attacking mines, transportation routes, and factories. This phenomenon will be continuous."

"And the news cannot be concealed at all and will soon spread around the world."

"Then I will publicly sell my stocks and smash the market."

"I know that the stocks of some of you here are mortgaged. When the time comes, the choice is mine and not yours. Either sell it to me at a low price, or wait for it to fall below the mortgage line and be taken away by the bank."

"Of course, I will buy it back from the banks. I believe they don't care who is buying these junk stocks."

"Okay, I'm done, it's your turn." Sean reached out and patted Lionel Morris on the shoulder, "Our board of directors is democratic, you can speak freely."

"You, you are threatening, you are committing a crime, you are robbing." Lionel Morris' lips trembled with anger.

"Yes!" Sean nodded, "Then what?"

"Edwin Company belongs to Morris, and I will never let you succeed!"

"Hey, who is ready to stand up to him and fight to the end?" Sean turned to look at the other people in the conference room.

There are people here including Louis Dreyfus from France.

"Come on, stand up. I, Sean, am not a devil. Business matters should be resolved by commercial means. I will never endanger your personal safety. I can promise this." Sean said openly.

Everyone:???

Why do you feel unsafe when you tell me?

‘Pa’ Henry suddenly stood up from his seat and looked at Lionel Morris solemnly, “Let me express my opinion first!”

"Chairman, you know that I have worked for Edwin Company for more than 20 years and am willing to live or die with the company!"
To be continued...
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