Chapter 1472 You don’t even want to call me father
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Ku Mao
That night, Michael took the lead and all Blackfoot executives received Chen Mo and his party with the highest courtesy.
The next day.
Chen Mo packed up his things and prepared to go to AML Company in the afternoon.
As a result, at noon, Chen Mo received a call.
"what?!"
The next moment, Chen Mo's expression changed drastically and he became furious.
hang up the phone.
"Mr. Chen, what happened?"
Michael Corleone wondered.
"asshole!"
Chen Mo gritted his teeth and cursed: "The foundation instructs the people of AML to convene an emergency shareholders' meeting immediately!"
"This is to use the shareholders meeting to kill the chip issue before I go!"
Gong Ziyuan made a decisive decision; "Leng Feng! Prepare a car and go to the AML headquarters immediately!!!"
"Brother, I'll send someone to follow you!"
Michael Corleone knew the purpose of Chen Mo's visit to Windmill Country and knew that he was doing it for national justice. He immediately looked solemn and appointed his godson Frodo Corleone to accompany him throughout the journey.
Flodo Corleone was a capable middle-aged man. He stepped forward quickly and solemnly said: "Mr. Chen, tell me where you are going and I will arrange a car for you."
"Go to the AML headquarters building as quickly as possible!"
Chen Mo's eyes flashed: "We must hurry, we can't let them finish this shareholders' meeting! Otherwise, everything will be meaningless!"
Soon, Chen Mo and his party got into the car arranged by Flodo Corleone and rushed to the AML headquarters at full speed.
The atmosphere inside the car was very depressing.
Gong Ziyuan said: "Once the shareholders' meeting is successfully convened, I am afraid that the foundation will be able to monopolize all lithography machines produced by AML in the next five years!"
"You know, AML's lithography machine technology is no worse than ours! The most advanced lithography machine has almost caught up with Hongmeng Labs and produced 24nm chips!"
"With a monopoly on mid-to-low-end chips, high-end chips also have cards to play, Daxia will be very dangerous in the chip field!"
Chen Mo frowned: "I own 31% of the shares. Is there no way to prevent them from holding a shareholders' meeting through legal means? Even if it's just a delay?"
Gong Ziyuan shook her head: "According to the corporate laws of Windmill Country, if a general meeting of all shareholders is convened, as long as the shareholders are not present, it is equivalent to automatically giving up their voting rights."
"This should be the foundation's conspiracy."
Chen Mo nodded and said coldly: "I won't let them succeed!"
However, when he heard these words, Flodo Corleone, who was sitting in front, narrowed his eyes slightly and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The car continued to move at full speed.
But after a while, Chen Mo glanced out the window and found that the car seemed to be driving by the sea?
There are not many people on the beach, it seems to be a wild sea.
For some reason, Chen Mo felt something was wrong.
He took out his newly launched mophone 1, opened the map and checked it. The next second, Chen Mo gently glanced at Leng Feng next to him.
The two have been together for several years, and Chen Mo's look immediately made Leng Feng's expression stern.
next moment!
call out! ! !
A flying knife pierced the driver's head!
He Chenguang immediately rushed forward and subdued Flodo Corleone!
At this time, several cars in front also stopped.
Fan Tianlei and other bodyguards all came down and stopped the car.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
Fan Tianlei asked.
"ask him!"
Chen Mo took a deep breath and gave Flodo Corleone a cold look.
Flodo Corleone, who was pinned to the ground, said angrily: "Chen Mo, what do you mean? I arranged a car for you with good intentions, but you killed my driver and detained me?!"
"Stop pretending."
Chen Mo said coldly: "This is not the way to AML Company at all, you are taking us in the opposite direction!"
"You don't even want us to go to the shareholders' meeting!"
what? !
Hearing this sentence, Gong Ziyuan and others understood everything instantly, and they all gritted their teeth and stepped on Flodo Corleone.
Chen Mo risked his life and traveled thousands of miles to Windmill Country, but he didn't expect to be betrayed at a critical moment!
"Husband, could it be Michael's side..."
Gong Ziyuan felt anxious and said subconsciously.
"will not."
Chen Mo shook his head, he understood the character of this old Blackfoot.
Chen Mo looked at Flodo Corleone, and then sighed: "If you do this, your godfather will be very heartbroken."
It was obvious that all this was the private conduct of Flodo Corleone.
But at this moment, there was the sound of car engines in the distance, and billows of dust blew towards our faces!
Flodo Corleone smiled: "It seems that my people are here."
"Mr. Chen, don't blame me. They gave me too much."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. As long as I prevent you from attending the shareholders' meeting, my mission will be completed. When the time comes, the foundation will support me to become the godfather of a new generation."
Chen Mo glanced at the army of black cars rolling in from a distance, and said calmly: "It seems that you have cultivated a lot of confidants in Blackfoot over the years."
Flodo Corleone grinned: "That old fool, old Michael, sticks to his old ideas and doesn't want to make progress!
If he doesn't want to make progress, then I'll take over and help him make progress! "
Chen Mo sighed: "If old Michael knew that he had raised such a white-eyed wolf, he would be very angry."
"but……"
Chen Mo wiped a hint of sarcasm from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you really think you can stop me by doing this?"
buzzing~~~~
At this moment, a convoy of cars came rolling in dust!
But when Flodo Corleone saw the leader's license plate, his expression changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"How could it be his car? Chen Mo, you...you have seen through me a long time ago?"
The leader was, surprisingly, Michael Corleone’s official car.
Chen Mo smiled playfully and showed a disdainful expression: "What do you think?"
Ever since mophone1 was manufactured, Chen Mo has been just like the previous generation, playing with his phone whenever he has nothing to do.
From the moment he got in the car, Chen Mo kept driving the map and found that he was going in the wrong direction.
So he typed and texted it directly to Michael Corleone.
Everything was under the nose of Flodo Corleone.
It's just that this idiot doesn't know how to use a smartphone and has no idea what Chen Mo is doing.
At this time, the door of the leader's black car was pushed open, and Michael Corleone stepped out of the car with the support of his granddaughter.
At this time, Michael Corleone's face was slightly pale, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he walked straight to Flodo Corleone.
"Old man, please listen to my explanation..."
Snapped! ! !
The next moment, Michael slapped Flodu Corleone in the face.
"I……"
Flodo Corleone was so frightened that his body trembled and he collapsed on the ground.
He knew that the old man was really angry!
"Please, don't kill me...please..."
Old Michael looked lonely and heartbroken. He narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured:
"You have made a fortune, your business is doing well, and your life is very good. You no longer need an old thing like me."
"But today, you framed my friend and begged me to forgive you and not to kill you..."
"You have no respect for me at all!"
"You don't even want to call me father!!!"
The next day.
Chen Mo packed up his things and prepared to go to AML Company in the afternoon.
As a result, at noon, Chen Mo received a call.
"what?!"
The next moment, Chen Mo's expression changed drastically and he became furious.
hang up the phone.
"Mr. Chen, what happened?"
Michael Corleone wondered.
"asshole!"
Chen Mo gritted his teeth and cursed: "The foundation instructs the people of AML to convene an emergency shareholders' meeting immediately!"
"This is to use the shareholders meeting to kill the chip issue before I go!"
Gong Ziyuan made a decisive decision; "Leng Feng! Prepare a car and go to the AML headquarters immediately!!!"
"Brother, I'll send someone to follow you!"
Michael Corleone knew the purpose of Chen Mo's visit to Windmill Country and knew that he was doing it for national justice. He immediately looked solemn and appointed his godson Frodo Corleone to accompany him throughout the journey.
Flodo Corleone was a capable middle-aged man. He stepped forward quickly and solemnly said: "Mr. Chen, tell me where you are going and I will arrange a car for you."
"Go to the AML headquarters building as quickly as possible!"
Chen Mo's eyes flashed: "We must hurry, we can't let them finish this shareholders' meeting! Otherwise, everything will be meaningless!"
Soon, Chen Mo and his party got into the car arranged by Flodo Corleone and rushed to the AML headquarters at full speed.
The atmosphere inside the car was very depressing.
Gong Ziyuan said: "Once the shareholders' meeting is successfully convened, I am afraid that the foundation will be able to monopolize all lithography machines produced by AML in the next five years!"
"You know, AML's lithography machine technology is no worse than ours! The most advanced lithography machine has almost caught up with Hongmeng Labs and produced 24nm chips!"
"With a monopoly on mid-to-low-end chips, high-end chips also have cards to play, Daxia will be very dangerous in the chip field!"
Chen Mo frowned: "I own 31% of the shares. Is there no way to prevent them from holding a shareholders' meeting through legal means? Even if it's just a delay?"
Gong Ziyuan shook her head: "According to the corporate laws of Windmill Country, if a general meeting of all shareholders is convened, as long as the shareholders are not present, it is equivalent to automatically giving up their voting rights."
"This should be the foundation's conspiracy."
Chen Mo nodded and said coldly: "I won't let them succeed!"
However, when he heard these words, Flodo Corleone, who was sitting in front, narrowed his eyes slightly and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
The car continued to move at full speed.
But after a while, Chen Mo glanced out the window and found that the car seemed to be driving by the sea?
There are not many people on the beach, it seems to be a wild sea.
For some reason, Chen Mo felt something was wrong.
He took out his newly launched mophone 1, opened the map and checked it. The next second, Chen Mo gently glanced at Leng Feng next to him.
The two have been together for several years, and Chen Mo's look immediately made Leng Feng's expression stern.
next moment!
call out! ! !
A flying knife pierced the driver's head!
He Chenguang immediately rushed forward and subdued Flodo Corleone!
At this time, several cars in front also stopped.
Fan Tianlei and other bodyguards all came down and stopped the car.
"Boss, what's wrong?"
Fan Tianlei asked.
"ask him!"
Chen Mo took a deep breath and gave Flodo Corleone a cold look.
Flodo Corleone, who was pinned to the ground, said angrily: "Chen Mo, what do you mean? I arranged a car for you with good intentions, but you killed my driver and detained me?!"
"Stop pretending."
Chen Mo said coldly: "This is not the way to AML Company at all, you are taking us in the opposite direction!"
"You don't even want us to go to the shareholders' meeting!"
what? !
Hearing this sentence, Gong Ziyuan and others understood everything instantly, and they all gritted their teeth and stepped on Flodo Corleone.
Chen Mo risked his life and traveled thousands of miles to Windmill Country, but he didn't expect to be betrayed at a critical moment!
"Husband, could it be Michael's side..."
Gong Ziyuan felt anxious and said subconsciously.
"will not."
Chen Mo shook his head, he understood the character of this old Blackfoot.
Chen Mo looked at Flodo Corleone, and then sighed: "If you do this, your godfather will be very heartbroken."
It was obvious that all this was the private conduct of Flodo Corleone.
But at this moment, there was the sound of car engines in the distance, and billows of dust blew towards our faces!
Flodo Corleone smiled: "It seems that my people are here."
"Mr. Chen, don't blame me. They gave me too much."
"Don't worry, I won't kill you. As long as I prevent you from attending the shareholders' meeting, my mission will be completed. When the time comes, the foundation will support me to become the godfather of a new generation."
Chen Mo glanced at the army of black cars rolling in from a distance, and said calmly: "It seems that you have cultivated a lot of confidants in Blackfoot over the years."
Flodo Corleone grinned: "That old fool, old Michael, sticks to his old ideas and doesn't want to make progress!
If he doesn't want to make progress, then I'll take over and help him make progress! "
Chen Mo sighed: "If old Michael knew that he had raised such a white-eyed wolf, he would be very angry."
"but……"
Chen Mo wiped a hint of sarcasm from the corner of his mouth and sneered: "Do you really think you can stop me by doing this?"
buzzing~~~~
At this moment, a convoy of cars came rolling in dust!
But when Flodo Corleone saw the leader's license plate, his expression changed drastically, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
"How could it be his car? Chen Mo, you...you have seen through me a long time ago?"
The leader was, surprisingly, Michael Corleone’s official car.
Chen Mo smiled playfully and showed a disdainful expression: "What do you think?"
Ever since mophone1 was manufactured, Chen Mo has been just like the previous generation, playing with his phone whenever he has nothing to do.
From the moment he got in the car, Chen Mo kept driving the map and found that he was going in the wrong direction.
So he typed and texted it directly to Michael Corleone.
Everything was under the nose of Flodo Corleone.
It's just that this idiot doesn't know how to use a smartphone and has no idea what Chen Mo is doing.
At this time, the door of the leader's black car was pushed open, and Michael Corleone stepped out of the car with the support of his granddaughter.
At this time, Michael Corleone's face was slightly pale, with a trace of sadness in his eyes, and he walked straight to Flodo Corleone.
"Old man, please listen to my explanation..."
Snapped! ! !
The next moment, Michael slapped Flodu Corleone in the face.
"I……"
Flodo Corleone was so frightened that his body trembled and he collapsed on the ground.
He knew that the old man was really angry!
"Please, don't kill me...please..."
Old Michael looked lonely and heartbroken. He narrowed his eyes slightly and murmured:
"You have made a fortune, your business is doing well, and your life is very good. You no longer need an old thing like me."
"But today, you framed my friend and begged me to forgive you and not to kill you..."
"You have no respect for me at all!"
"You don't even want to call me father!!!"
