Chapter 23 Decisive Victory

"I am not dead, uncle, you look very disappointed." Atobe Keigo had a smile on his lips, and the gorgeous ending sound lingered nonchalantly.

"What are you talking about?" Atobe Yuichi's face twitched unnaturally, "Your father suddenly fell ill, and everyone was looking forward to you coming back to take charge of the situation, but something like that happened in Rome, and people here don't know how worried they are!"

"Uncle, do you really think so?" Atobe sneered, "If I couldn't show up here today, I'm afraid you would have been the next person in charge of the family!"

"In the current situation, people's hearts are demoralized and the stock market is turbulent. If we can't take adequate measures, the family business will plummet!" Atobe Yuichi straightened his chest and looked directly at the arrogant young man in front of him.

"Father is indeed ill, but uncle." The latter just smiled evilly, suddenly raised his voice, and suddenly slammed the table of the podium, "I am not dead yet!" A sharp

gaze burst out from the bottom of his eyes, only staying on Yuichi Atobe for a moment, and then scanning the dark crowd in the audience row by row, the oppressive atmosphere made people dare not look directly.

Kabata Takahiro stood woodenly behind him, standing like an ancient rock.

Akiyama Takuma stood aside with his eyelids drooping, holding the documents, waiting for the arrival of the wind and rain.

Atobe Yuichi closed his eyes and sighed, "You misunderstood Keigo. This is just a temporary solution. It's great that you can come back safely."

"Hmm?" The young president raised a strange arc, "That really troubled my uncle. In this case, now..."

"Since you are back, the current situation is naturally up to you to clean up." Atobe Yuichi licked his dry lips and finally said the most uncreative sentence.

At this time, he had already broken free from the shock of Atobe Keigo's safety, and replaced it with an indescribable panic.

His actions completely deviated from the designed track. He threw out confusing smoke bombs to confuse the sight of others, but in fact he was secretly spying on the prey he had locked.

In front of this younger generation of the family, Atobe Yuichi's proud connections and intelligence network lost their sense of smell for a time, and this realization made him feel panic.

The so-called change of dynasties in a business empire must be carried out when there is a power vacuum.

One wrong move will lead to a complete loss of everything.

As if he had seen through his thoughts at the moment, the young president of the Atobe Group smiled charmingly, supported his hands on the edge of the table, and scanned the crowd with sharp eyes, "Everyone, do you have any objections?"

For a moment, the venue was silent, as if they were frightened by the vaguely perverse aura emanating from this man, and only expressed their proper attitude with silence.

It is best to believe in Atobe Keigo unconditionally.

Whether it is courage or means.

Atobe Yuichi's forehead was sweating, and a feeling of dejection came over him.

But he heard Atobe Keigo chuckle, which seemed to be mocking, but it was so vague that it was difficult to distinguish.

"I was shot in Rome. It was not a coincidence, but a deliberate sniper attack! Unfortunately, someone took the bullet for me. To ensure safety, I had to hide my whereabouts. I am really sorry for causing such a chaotic situation and worrying you all." He lowered his head slightly, "But now that I have returned safely, I hope you can continue to support the development of the consortium."

"There is another thing. Since you are all here, why not talk about it at the same time." He changed the subject and said, "If nothing unexpected happens, my father has undergone surgery at the Tokyo University Hospital. Regardless of the result, I will be fully responsible for all affairs of the consortium during this period. At the same time, the voting rights of the board members will be adjusted according to the rise and fall of shares."

No one questioned the first half of the sentence, but the hidden meaning of the second half was a bit elusive.

There was a little commotion for a while.

"Kei-go, what does this mean?"

The first person to ask the question was Yuichi Atobe, but the person he was asking just glanced at him calmly, and raised his thin lips slightly, "Literally, the share price of the consortium has been falling for more than half a month. In addition to retail investors selling, I also understand your concerns about asset shrinkage, but since it has always been the rule to re-adjust the board of directors according to the shareholding ratio."

Some people's

faces have changed slightly. Among them are some important figures in the board of directors.

Keigo Atobe just sneered. His business empire does not need people who change their minds according to the wind, or speculators who rely on their seniority. This shareholder turmoil may not be an opportunity to reshuffle.

"Keigo, this matter can wait until the situation stabilizes..."

"Akiyama!" A snap of fingers interrupted Yuichi Atobe's words. The expressionless young assistant stepped forward and opened the folder in his hand. "The confirmed share subscription book is the shares that I have repurchased at a low price in recent days. Together with the shares I owned before, the total is 40%."

Even Yuichi Atobe currently owns only 15% of the shares, and the chairman Atobe Jingyi only holds 25%. Before that, Keigo Atobe's shares would not exceed 20%.

In other words, Keigo Atobe has overwhelming decision-making power in the board of directors at this moment.

Yuichi Atobe shuddered for a moment.

After the commotion in the meeting hall, people showed wonderful expressions.

Keigo Atobe smiled.

"For the specific arrangements, I will submit a proposal at the board meeting." A arrogant smile appeared on his face, but it did not seem ostentatious. "Uncle, I will trouble you again."

The man walked out of the door of the venue. The sun shone in from the window, and the wide corridor was full of bright and colorful colors.

"Master Jingwu?" Akiyama Takuma hung up the phone, quickened his pace and whispered a few words in his ear. The young president smiled, "Go, prepare for the press conference."

"Yes."

At that time, the heavy electronic door of the operating room slowly opened, and Yuuji Oshita walked out, tore off the thick mask, took off his glasses and wiped the sweat on the resin lenses. He looked up and saw Keisuke Sugiyama standing not far away. They bowed to each other and the dust settled.

"Lawyers from the same firm cannot defend both parties in the same case at the same time. This is the rule of AE. If Tezuka-kun insists on not giving up, then the president will make the decision."

The long conversation ended with Kudo Ryoko's casual tone. Tezuka Kunimitsu stood on the towering rooftop, looking at the gradually disappearing figure of the woman in front of him. He just pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and the cold lenses shone a white light under the bright sun.

The next day, the Atobe Zaibatsu held a press conference. Atobe Keigo, the president and heir of the Atobe Group who had been missing for nearly a month, returned to people's sight again. He stood under the spotlight in a straight suit, with sharp and clear lines on his facial features, and the corners of his lips raised arrogantly, but his smile was extremely noble and elegant. Also attending the press conference was Chairman Atobe Keiji's attending physician, Yuushi Oshitari. Once the coronary artery bypass surgery was successfully completed and it was confirmed that Chairman Atobe Keiji had passed the critical period and would recover soon, people suddenly showed a bit more disbelief and approval towards the young doctor with dark blue hair and a lazy smile.

The chaotic situation seemed to have improved rapidly due to the return of Keigo Atobe and the news that the chairman's condition had stabilized. The Japanese stock market, which had been in a slump for more than half a month, seemed to have been injected with a shot of cardiotonic and gradually regained some vitality.

When the stock market opened on the third morning, the stock prices of the Atobe Zaibatsu had gradually risen.

The world was inevitably shocked and speculated about the rumors that Keigo Atobe was seriously injured and the fact that he was safe and sound. All of them were buried in the young man's understated smiles and frowns. As for how many fierce battles there were in the meantime, it was not worth mentioning to outsiders.

"It was my newlywed wife who blocked the sniper's bullet in a critical moment. If not, I would not have the opportunity to stand here and face you."

Terajima Yuki listened to the familiar bright voice coming from the TV screen across thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and was slightly stunned, and couldn't help but sneered.

Maybe the next day more than one media outlet will hype up this affectionate love story, but of course it doesn't matter.

"You are in a very dangerous situation, ma'am." Takiguchi Hideyuki stood behind her and said suddenly.

"No." She turned around and looked at the man in front of her. "Even if you want to do something to me, Madam Eleanor will not allow it. He is sure of this."

As night fell, outside the French window behind her, there was a bright night view of Rome with bright lights.

Takiguchi couldn't help but smile: "Sorry, I said something wrong."

Of course, he was not wrong.

The woman smiled lightly, but didn't say the following words.

Chess pieces will become abandoned pieces when necessary.

Unless this chess piece has an indelible value of existence.

"Please help me arrange it. I plan to go back soon."

"Okay, ma'am." Takiguchi Hideyuki nodded. "If you need anything in the future, please let me know."

"Just take care of the business under your name." Youji picked up her handbag, stood up and was about to leave. Suddenly she turned around and curled her lips: "This time, my husband and I owe you a favor." Takiguchi

Hideyuki was stunned for a moment, then a faint smile appeared on his face. He looked at the woman's back disappearing at the door and bowed slightly.

The night in Rome was decorated with bright lights all over the street, and the warm evening breeze in late spring brought a slightly cool breath.

Youji walked out of the branch building and walked down the high steps. There was already a black Hummer waiting there, and the bodyguards in black clothes and sunglasses were ready.

She couldn't help but sigh slightly. I don't know if it was someone's instruction or Eleanor's arrangement. Since she was injured, her movements have been restricted in many ways. When did the public security in Italy become so insecure?

"Senior Youji, just now a man wearing sunglasses asked me to bring it to you."

Just as he was about to open the car door, Feng, who was accompanying him, suddenly held a bouquet of white flowers.

"What kind of person is he?"

"He was wearing sunglasses and a black windbreaker. It was too dark at night to see his face clearly."

The woman showed a slightly confused expression, paused for a moment, and took the bouquet.

The pure white flowers bloomed quietly in the night, and the faint fragrance came.

"This is..." Reaching out to touch the delicate petals, the woman suddenly opened her eyes as if she had received an electric shock. Her eyes were cast into the darkness of the street corner. She vaguely saw the man in the black windbreaker that night step into a low-key black sports car and speed away. The moment the car door closed, she only had time to catch a corner of the black windbreaker.

She changed color in shock, ran down a few steps in a hurry, and stopped panting.

"Madam?"

"Nothing, forget it."

She closed her eyes and turned to get in the car.

She put the bouquet on her right hand and sank into the soft car seat.

Gardenia, that was my mother's favorite flower when she was alive.

Her slender fingers sank into her hair, she looked up and looked at the colorful neon lights lingering outside the car window, and a sudden fatigue swept over her body and mind.