The shareholders' meeting ended, Joe Bus was stopped by Frank Zhou, and the two of them chatted outside the meeting room of the company headquarters.

Ding Yu "hugged" several shareholders who worked in the company and lobbyed there.

"How is it? Mr. Robertson. Consider my stocks. I know that you are interested in investing in the Chinese market now. Our Doubing Xinger Group can help you quickly open the market in China. You should know that my Liuliu News Network is the top three news portals in China's click-through rate..."

"Oh, Ms. Claire, I heard you are going to travel to Connecticut? A friend of mine knows several merchants who grow high-quality ginseng. You can go and take a look at it, haha..."

Qiao Bus knew that Ding Yu had always been steady and never dragged his mind. Today he could lobby all shareholders. I believe he was really sure to win the stocks of the fruit company?

While listening to Frank Zhou's suggestion absent-mindedly, he looked at Ding Yu's performance and couldn't help but frown.

Frank Zhou also saw Ding Yu's performance. He quickly coughed, attracting Qiao Bus' attention. "Mr. Qiao Bus, Ding Yu has a huge industry in China and is currently the richest man in China. As a fruit computer with the United States as the main consumer market, if too many Asian elements are added to the equity, it may have a great impact on your American local strategy!"

Frank Zhou actually hit the nail on the head, pointing to Joe Bus' weakness.

Qiao Bus is a great man who attracts customers through product quality and quality, but if it comes to operation... he may not even be in the top ten in the United States.

Of course, the product quality and style positioning has reached a certain level, and operation has become a subordinate position. However, Qiao Bus has not yet reached the position of the Godfather of Fruits as the top fruit, so he still wants to take a two-pronged approach, from management, marketing strategies, and high-end technology of the products to push fruit companies to climb to a new level.

"Ding Yu can cooperate, but it seems unreasonable for him to own too many fruit company stocks!" This is Qiao Bus. He can make Ding Yu earn ten times fifteen times of money, and he is not willing to Ding Yu occupy too many shares in the fruit company at present.

I'm afraid Ding Yu didn't expect that Qiao Busi could think he was a friend, but he had a clear distinction in business and had the determination to cut off his arm for a short time. If necessary, he could sacrifice himself for the overall situation of the fruit company, and he had not done it.

"Hannah, George." Jobus walked over and prepared a tea break after the meeting. Jobus walked past with two cups of coffee.

The two people he mentioned are Mr. Robertson and Ms. Claire, who are in the company. They are indifferent to the question of who stocks are concentrated in recently. They just try their best to do a good job. There are too many stocks, but they are just whether they can make some money in advance.

Ding Yu read a proud look from Frank Zhou's expression, and Ding Yu suddenly understood.

Who can easily convince Qiao Bus? He has an extremely strong personality and opinion. Qiao Bus can interrupt Ding Yu, but he can see that he also disagrees with Ding Yu's possession of too many fruit company stocks, especially buying from other shareholders.

Qiao Bus is really a workaholic. He has to bravely challenge his emotions, so that he can temporarily stay away from the fruit computer company.

Ding Yu smiled and said to Qiao Bus: "Steve, you are here just right. Help me convince them. I am very interested in the shares of your company!"

Frank Zhou raised his head and laughed, "Ding, your thoughts are so naive. Don't you know what Mr. Joe Bus is thinking?"

Qiao Bus said to Ding Yu seriously: "Oh, Ding, my friend, business is business... You may not have listened carefully to my proposal at the conference..."

"Oh, Steve, did I hear it wrong... I have this right and treatment to contact other shareholders. Why don't I buy shares of other shareholders? I won't exceed your shares."

"This..., business is business. As a company's strategy, we need more support from American young people..."

Ding Yu looked puzzled and asked softly: "Steve, do you... do you have any opinions about me?"

"Oh, Ding Yu, I can't have any opinions on you, but here are all shareholders of fruit companies. We must be sober and calm, and we must be responsible to our shareholders. We must develop a technology strategy soon, and we must be responsible to shareholders and shareholders."

Then Qiao Busi gently patted Ding Yu who was stunned on the spot and whispered: "You can make a small profit without losing money!"

Ding Yu still didn't move, and even felt a little annoyed in his expression, "Steve, what do you mean? They are all Asians. How can Frank be? Can't I, a Chinese, continue to hold shares in the fruit company's stock?"

Qiao Bus saw that Ding Yu was a little angry. Thinking that Ding Yu was very kind to him on weekdays, he had to explain a few words.

Ding Yu smiled, "Everyone is carrying the flower sedan chair. Steve, I'm not happy if you say this. Do I have to hold the shares of the fruit company?"

After saying that, Ding Yu looked at Qiao Bus and said, "I don't want to sit in your company anymore. I will deal with the stocks in my hands. First, these stocks may have accumulated too much, but I still want to return them to the stock market. Second, I will continue to be here, but I didn't expect that Steve, you really don't recognize each other. OK, I will continue to hold shares, or throw the stocks into the stock market. I will not tolerate your distrust!"

Frank Zhou's eyes were all happy in a line, and he hurriedly said: "Mr. Ding Yu, don't be impulsive? This is a global consideration for the strategic development of the entire fruit company."

Ding Yu gave him a blank look, "Save it, I won't sell it to you even if I sell the stock... I was around me from the beginning. I, Ding Yu, don't have to make money from the fruit company! Let's go!"

"Oh, Ding, don't be impulsive, I can compensate you. Let's sit for a while and then have a meeting?" Qiao Bus was a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect that Ding Yu turned against him faster than reading.

"I don't need any compensation. I will come again in the future and will not buy shares from your company shareholders. Is that good? Goodbye!" After saying that, Ding Yu turned around and left angrily.

Qiao Bus shouted a few words, but Ding Yu didn't look back.

Jobus said to Frank Zhou: "Your goal has been achieved. The amount of stocks in his hands is quite large. In order to prevent the stock market from fluctuating too much, prepare to buy goods."

Frank smiled, bared his big white teeth and said, "Don't worry, boss, Ding Yu is a good thing to sell stocks, at least he can make a lot of money."

Ding Yu went out and headed for the stock exchange. He sat in the front row, looking at the green stocks with daily limit rises, and saw fruit companies listed. He said, thanking Lao Qiao, he was just about to fall and was about to sell out the stocks worth more than one billion US dollars in his hand!
Chapter completed!