From Inheriting a Small Factory to Becoming a Global Financial Tycoon

Chapter 19: Chapter 19 You're Really Not Going to Manage Things Over There Anymore?



Chapter 19 You're Really Not Going to Manage Things Over There Anymore?

In the blink of an eye, another day passed.

Today was already September 7, 1978, Friday.

Early in the morning, Lin Haoran left the house as usual.

Upon reaching Central, he immediately enrolled Li Weiguo and Li Weidong at a driving school, leaving them there to begin their driving lessons.

Thinking back to the hardships and complicated procedures he had faced while obtaining a driver's license in his previous life, Lin Haoran couldn't help but feel emotional.

Compared to the complexity of those days, the process of getting a license in this era was obviously simpler and much more direct.

According to the driving school staff, as long as the trainees studied seriously and participated in the required training and exams, they could obtain their licenses in as little as ten days.

After settling Li Weiguo and Li Weidong's affairs, Lin Haoran drove himself back to the office building.

Su Zhixue had already arrived on time for work.

With the experience gained from operating Green Island Cement's stock the previous day, Su Zhixue was noticeably more relaxed today.

Especially after no longer having to worry about his son's medical expenses, Su Zhixue was even more dedicated to working for Lin Haoran.

The situation with Green Island Cement no longer required much of Lin Haoran's attention; instead, his focus shifted more towards the stock of Wharf Holdings.

After two days of heavy losses, Wharf Holdings' decline was now stabilizing considerably.

Although it continued to drop, the plunges were no longer as steep; occasional buying orders even caused minor rebounds.

Soon, it was 4:00 PM.

The bell signaling the end of trading at the Hong Kong Stock Exchange rang out, loud enough for Lin Haoran to hear from his office.

The trading day was over.

Lin Haoran, who had been keeping a close watch on Wharf Holdings, noted that today's closing price was 29.97 HKD per share.

Compared to yesterday, it was a decline, but not a severe one.

Naturally, he had no intention of buying yet, since the fifty million Hong Kong dollars loan had not arrived.

Still, he wasn't anxious; Lin Haoran knew that Wharf Holdings' stock price could still fall further.

"President Lin, here's today's trading summary:

I successfully absorbed a total of 201,200 shares of Green Island Cement at an average price of 4.78 HKD per share, spending approximately 960,000 HKD.

As of now, we hold a total of 307,900 shares of Green Island Cement, representing about 0.6% of the company's total equity.

During today's operations, due to limited funds in the trading account, I couldn't accelerate the acquisition rate further.

If you wish to speed up the purchase pace in future trading days, we will need to ensure sufficient capital in the account.

Please arrange funding accordingly so we can respond flexibly to market changes," Su Zhixue reported immediately after compiling today's data.

Lin Haoran nodded, very satisfied with today's results.

Only 0.6% so far—far from 1%.

The revolution was still in its early stages, and comrades needed to work harder!

He understood well that this was mainly due to the current funding shortage.

Even if Su Zhixue wanted to speed up, he simply didn't have the money to do so.

As long as funds were sufficient, they could accelerate acquisitions dramatically.

At this point, Su Zhixue had nearly exhausted the available funds in the account.

If not for the funding issue, he could have absorbed even more shares today.

"Don't worry about the funds. Before the next trading day, I will make sure everything is ready.

By then, you'll have plenty of capital to continue absorbing Green Island Cement shares quickly but discreetly.

I urgently need us to secure a major stake in that company!" Lin Haoran said with a serious tone.

Since Yang Changdao had assured him that the funds would arrive by the weekend, there should be no problem.

Thus, Monday's trading would not be delayed.

"Yes, President Lin, understood!" Su Zhixue responded firmly.

"Since the medical expenses for your son have been secured, take advantage of the weekend to arrange for his surgery as soon as possible.

I know his condition cannot be delayed; the sooner the operation, the better the prognosis.

I believe he will recover quickly.

Stay strong—you and your family will get through this," Lin Haoran said warmly, offering encouragement.

"Thank you for your concern, President Lin," Su Zhixue said, his voice choking slightly, his eyes reddening.

This kindness went far beyond words.

He could only repay it by working even harder for Lin Haoran.

At the moment, Lin Haoran didn't have too much else to focus on apart from Green Island Cement and Wharf Holdings.

Thus, after the market closed, he allowed Su Zhixue to go home early.

Meanwhile, Lin Haoran took Li Weidong and Li Weiguo and headed to Wanan Group.

Over the past few days, the brothers had gradually adapted to life in Hong Kong and were starting to integrate well into society.

Lin Haoran also noticed that Li Weiguo's loyalty had unknowingly risen to 92, while Li Weidong's had reached 96.

They were getting very close to full loyalty.

This was only natural; after all, Lin Haoran wasn't just their benefactor—he had given them a new, much better life.

It would have been strange if their loyalty hadn't increased.

Arriving at Wanan Group Tower, Lin Haoran went straight to the chairman's office.

"You brat, are you really not going to manage the affairs over at Huafeng Cement Factory anymore?"

Seeing his son, Lin Wanan asked, a hint of curiosity and probing in his gaze.

He mistakenly assumed Lin Haoran had completely given up on the succession competition.

"Things at Huafeng Cement Factory are fine. The original factory director is managing it well.

The recent decline was just because many old clients were poached.

There's no need for me to interfere too much.

I have my own plans now.

By the way, Dad, I wanted to tell you:

I no longer need Lin Yi, Lin Er, Lin San, and Lin Si to work for me.

Please assign them other tasks," Lin Haoran said directly.

Hearing this, Lin Wanan frowned slightly.

He thought Lin Haoran was dissatisfied with their performance and mistakenly assumed Lin Haoran blamed them for the factory's decline.

He spoke earnestly,

"Haoran, each of those four has their strengths.

Maybe you just haven't discovered their potential yet.

Why not give them more time and opportunities?"

Lin Haoran shook his head lightly and explained,

"Dad, you misunderstand. It's not about their abilities—they worked well under my brother before.

But after careful consideration, I believe it's better for everyone if they return to their original posts.

I have my own plans now and don't need them involved for the time being."

Lin Haoran didn't want to explain too much right now, especially since he had no solid evidence yet.

In the future, once he gained more power, it would be easy to uncover the truth.

Rather than let them continue interfering, it was better to push them back to Lin Haoning's side.

Seeing Lin Haoran's firm attitude and the confidence in his words, Lin Wanan didn't insist further.

He nodded and said,

"Since you've made up your mind, I'll respect your decision.

I'll call them later and have them withdraw from Huafeng Cement Factory."

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