As the news of Wu Bin's departure settled, unease rippled through the shareholders.
"With Wu Bin gone, who's going to handle the company's crisis?"
"The company still has 20,000 unsold computers. How will we cover the 100 million yuan debt?"
"I don't think Jiang Zhiyu has the means to fix this mess. Huaifeng might as well declare bankruptcy."
Amidst the murmurs, Jiang Han's voice rang out, firm and commanding.
"Silence!"
The room fell into stunned quiet.
Jiang Zhiyu turned to him in surprise. Just days ago, Jiang Han had been hesitant and uncertain at shareholder meetings. But now, he carried himself with a confidence and authority that was almost unrecognizable.
Had the loss of his adoptive parents forced him to grow up overnight?
Regardless of the reason, she suddenly felt a strange sense of security.
Jiang Han turned to the legal team. "Draft twenty equity transfer agreements. Immediately."
The legal head hesitated. "Twenty…?"
Jiang Han's gaze swept across the shareholders.
"I'm offering to buy your shares at market price. Think it over carefully."
Gasps echoed through the room.
Jiang Zhiyu pulled him aside, whispering urgently, "Xiaohan, are you crazy? Where will you get the money?"
Jiang Han smiled and squeezed her hand. "Trust me. I have it."
The shareholders exchanged glances.
"Huaifeng is drowning in debt. Should we just sell and move on?"
"Jiang Han must have some secret backing…"
"Even if he buys our shares, how will he handle the company's financial hole?"
One of the shareholders hesitated before speaking. "Master Jiang, I own 1% of the shares. What price can you offer?"
Jiang Han didn't hesitate. "One million yuan."
At that price, several shareholders immediately raised their hands.
"I'll sell."
"Me too."
Wang Yuheng frowned. Most shareholders had lost faith in Huaifeng's future. With the company in crisis, selling at a fair price seemed like the best choice.
Jiang Han then turned his gaze toward Wu Bin's former allies. "President Wang, President Zhang… are you selling?"
They hesitated. "We…"
Jiang Han raised a folder, his tone sharp. "This document contains detailed evidence of financial misconduct. I suggest you think carefully."
The color drained from their faces. They had profited from Wu Bin's schemes, and if Jiang Han exposed them, they wouldn't escape unscathed.
"I… I'll sell."
"Me too."
Jiang Han's lips curled into a knowing smirk. "Since you were involved with Wu Bin, you'll get half the price of the other shareholders. Any objections?"
They gritted their teeth but knew they had no leverage.
"No objections."
"Understood."
Within moments, agreements were being signed.
Only Wang Yuheng and a few senior executives remained hesitant.
Jiang Han turned to him. "Uncle Wang, don't you plan to sell?"
Wang Yuheng sighed. "Xiaohan, even if you take back the shares, what about Huaifeng's 100 million yuan debt? I'm worried."
He had been with the company since its founding and had deep ties to the Jiang family. Watching Jiang Han and Jiang Zhiyu grow up, he wasn't just an investor—he was family.
Jiang Han met his gaze with unwavering confidence. "Trust me, Uncle Wang. Huaifeng won't go bankrupt. This is just the beginning."
Wang Yuheng's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"
Jiang Han's next words left him completely stunned.