Chapter 47

"Master, the market value of Arc de Triomphe is 18 billion, and there are a total of 50 branches across the country."

On the other end of the phone, Qiao Fugui was looking at the report data in his hand in front of the French window.

Almost the moment Chen Ping asked, his secretary made a list of all the assets and accounts of the Arc de Triomphe.

"I don't care how much he has, just buy it." Chen Ping seemed a little impatient.

"Okay, master." Qiao Fugui replied, and immediately made a call.

In an instant, countless calls were made from Shangjiang City, leading directly to the headquarters of the Arc de Triomphe in the capital.

That night, no one knew that a mysterious force was operating in Shangjiang City and the capital.

Wang Weize on the side looked at Chen Ping coldly, and said with a sneer, "Okay, I haven't seen you for so long, but your bragging skills have improved a lot. With such a big breath, you still want to buy the Arc de Triomphe?"

What a fucking idiot!

Who does he think he is, to buy the Arc de Triomphe?

Does he know how much the Arc de Triomphe is worth now?

20 billion!

Pretentious? Ha ha, who wouldn't do that.

The point is, you should be more reliable in your fucking pretense.

Open your mouth to buy the Arc de Triomphe, do you think others are fools?

After a while, Qiao Fugui called and said, "Master, it has been arranged. The Arc de Triomphe has now officially become a company under your name. The total cost is 20 billion. The original three major shareholders have all sold their shares. Now you have 100% of the stock and absolute control."

"Very good, well done." Chen Ping said flatly.

Qiao Fugui does things quickly.

"By the way, let their boss come over immediately." Chen Ping said.

But at this time, Wang Weize saw that Chen Ping was mysterious and didn't know who to call, so he sneered and said: "Oh, you really pretended to be pretending, who did you call? Aren't you going to buy the Arc de Triomphe? Come on." Come on, you can buy it for me now, as long as you can buy the Arc de Triomphe, I will kneel down and kowtow to you Chen Ping without blinking an eye."

The Arc de Triomphe Hotel, just the branch in Shangjiang City, is worth 200 million yuan.

Not to mention the group headquarters, with a market value of 20 billion!

Want to buy the Arc de Triomphe?

Just because he is a stinky dick, can he buy food delivery?

At the same time, Qiao Fugui directly called the boss of the Arc de Triomphe in Shangjiang City.

"Hey, Qiao Dong, you can't fire Wang Weize just because of this.

However, Chen Ping's next sentence shocked everyone, he said with a smile: "Maybe you don't know yet, I have already bought Arc de Triomphe, I am now the largest shareholder of Arc de Triomphe, 100% of the shares .”

Hearing him say this, Wang Weize shook his head with laughter.

"You bought the Arc de Triomphe? Return 100% of the shares? 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 slightly, and said: "Young Master Chen, although you and Qiao Dong have a very close relationship, it's better not to play this kind of joke indiscriminately. It seems that the Arc de Triomphe has not changed shareholders recently."

His face was gloomy, and if it wasn't for the fact that he was Qiao Dong's young master, he really wanted to throw this raving kid out.

However, Chen Ping's expression at the moment was too calm, and his expression was very real.

Like, he wasn't joking.

This made Yuan Zhende very puzzled. The shareholder of Triumph Arch really didn't have a surname of Chen.

"Oh, I just bought it, and the equity transfer document should arrive soon." Chen Ping said calmly.

"Damn it! Chen Ping, next time you brag, please ask more about it. Arc de Triomphe, my dad has two points of shares. Although it's not much, it's at least 300 to 400 million, understand, poor!" Wang Weize sneered again and again.

Ding dong!

Just at this time, Chen Ping's cell phone rang, and it was an email notification.

He clicked on it, and then showed Yuan Zhende the email.

When Yuan Zhende saw the content of the email, he was dumbfounded!

The title is the highest holding document of the Arc de Triomphe Group.

As for the new largest shareholder on the document, there is only one person, and the name is also very clear, Chen Ping, who owns 100% of the shares of the Arc de Triomphe Group!

Moreover, on the document, there is the official seal of the group!

This is absolutely impossible to be a fake, because this is an illegal crime, and it is useless to pretend to be a fake.

"Young Master Chen, I'm sorry, I still need to confirm."

Yuan Zhende is a shrewd person, he decisively took out his mobile phone and stepped aside.

It's very simple, he needs to ask the company's shareholders, the most convenient way is to ask Wang Weize's father.

Because, Wang Weize's father invested in the hotel in Shangjiang City, that is, the shares of those two points.

If that share transfer is true, then this Young Master Chen must not be offended, and must confess like Lafayette!

"Wang Dong, I have a situation here, I need to check with you, it is like this, Mr. Chen came to the hotel, he said that he has bought all the shares of the Arc de Triomphe, and then, he has a little bit with your son skirmish..."

A deep male voice came from the other end of the phone, with heavy panting, and a beautiful woman's warbling cry.

"What the hell? What Mr. Chen, bullshit! All the equity in the Arc de Triomphe is worth 20 billion, who the hell can eat it! Get rid of that idiot quickly, don't bother me!"

Pop, the phone is hung up!

Yuan Zhende's face changed slightly, something unexpected happened.

On the other hand, Wang Weize kept staring at Chen Ping, with cold eyebrows, and a cold smile: "Hehe, I really admire you. You have to come out to pretend to be aggressive. Do you know that my dad is a shareholder of Arc de Triomphe?"

Chen Ping shook his head, and said calmly: "I don't know, I guess they are also minority shareholders, and your father should have nothing to do with the change of shareholding."

"Hehe, what a joke! My dad's shares in the Arc de Triomphe are worth at least two to three hundred million yuan! Do you know two to three hundred million yuan?! You can't earn so much in your life, so you can only brag here. It's so pitiful. "Speaking, Wang Weize kept shaking his head, his face full of sarcasm and sympathy.

Chen Ping didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's okay, you and your father will have to get out of the Arc de Triomphe in a while, and it's yourselves who should be pitiful."