Share transfer agreement.
Divorce settlement agreement.
Both documents lay on the table. Tonight, Xie Jinghu had to sign one of them.
“Big brother—”
Xie Jinghu thought Xie Yuping was being far too ruthless and even suspected he had lost his mind. You’re my elder brother, not hers. How can you only protect Zou Weijun’s interests?
“I won’t sign.”
Xie Jinghu pushed both documents away.
Xie Yuping gave a cold laugh. “I suggest you read them first. Whether you sign is not up to me forcing you. You should know that, apart from mutual-consent divorce, our country also allows one party to sue for divorce, right? If it goes to court, as the at-fault party in the marriage you will receive less property. If you want to take that route, then you don’t need to look at these two documents at all!”
Xie Yuping was ice-cold, and the old lady was equally unsympathetic. Nobody felt sorry for Xie Jinghu.
Cornered, Xie Jinghu had no choice but to pick up the divorce agreement first.
All marital assets were to be divided equally.
This included company shares.
Overseas investments.
Real estate.
And joint savings.
It even specified which of the cars registered in their names each party would keep, and how Zou Weijun’s jewellery would be valued and calculated!
Every item was listed in exhaustive detail. Extremely thorough, and extremely fair.
Zou Weijun had only mentioned divorce yesterday, yet today such a detailed agreement was already prepared?
Xie Jinghu’s brows knitted tightly.
This definitely wasn’t something that could be put together in a day or two!
So Zou Weijun had been planning to divorce for a long time?
Just the equal split of company shares alone already felt like a knife twisting in Xie Jinghu’s heart.
He put down the divorce agreement and declared again, “I do not agree to a divorce.”
He was saying this to the Xie family, and also directly to Zou Weijun.
“Weijun, we’ve been married nearly twenty years. Apart from this one matter, have we ever had any other conflicts? No, right? Our relationship has always been good. From the moment I started the business, you were by my side. I could never change wives!”
The words sounded rather touching.
Not changing wives after becoming rich is indeed a fine quality.
Xie Jinghu felt he had done rather well on that point, unaware that both Zou Weijun and Xie Qian were close to vomiting from hearing it.
Zou Weijun finally turned to look at him, her face full of mockery. “There’s no need to say more. I’m only agreeing to a mutual divorce out of respect for Mum and Big Brother. If you refuse to sign, then I’ll hire lawyers and take it to court.”
Divorce. Property measured in the hundreds of millions. And Xie Jinghu thought a casual “our relationship has been good” would make Zou Weijun drop the idea.
As he himself said, they had been married nearly twenty years. Even if Xie Jinghu’s feelings for Zou Weijun were not entirely pure, some genuine affection must have existed.
But he also had feelings for his mistress. In the past Zou Weijun had been stubborn and put up with it; now she could not stomach such treatment any longer!
Hearing Zou Weijun say she would hire lawyers and sue, the corner of Xie Jinghu’s eye twitched.
He already couldn’t accept an equal split of marital property. If it went to court, Zou Weijun might walk away with even more… that was absolutely out of the question!
Reluctant as he was, Xie Jinghu picked up the share transfer agreement.
Sure enough, it was another transfer of Jinhu shares to that rebellious son!
This time the amount was larger: a full 6%.
Six percent was too much!
The rebellious son already held 5%. Add another 6%, and that would make 11%.
Xie Jinghu hadn’t forgotten that the old lady still held 3%. If she also transferred her remaining 3% to Xie Qian, the boy would own 14% of Jinhu.
Fourteen percent would make Xie Qian the second-largest shareholder of Jinhu!
Although Jinhu had been founded single-handedly by Xie Jinghu, in its early days it had needed capital and other resources, so naturally he had never owned 100% from the start.
Xie Jinghu owned 62%.
The old lady owned 5%.
Of course, that was old history. From the shares registered under Xie Jinghu’s name, 3% had already been transferred to Xie Qian, leaving him with 59%.
The old lady had also transferred 2% to Xie Qian, leaving her with 3%.
If another 6% were transferred to Xie Qian now, Xie Jinghu would be left with only 53%.
That was a number that gave Xie Jinghu absolutely no sense of security.
In Xie Jinghu’s ideal world, he wouldn’t transfer a single percentage point. But tonight everyone was on Zou Weijun and Xie Qian’s side. If he didn’t want divorce, he had to show some sincerity.
How could anyone believe he treated his wife and son well just because he said so with his mouth?
Only shares were truly honest. After all, a man’s money follows his heart.
Xie Jinghu’s mind raced through the gains and losses; his expression kept changing. You could almost see how fiercely he was struggling inside.
Xie Qian watched coldly, finding his scumbag father quite entertaining like this.
The face-changing opera of Sichuan province was no better than this!
Too bad the little hamster couldn’t get a close-up view.
After holding it in for ages, Xie Jinghu finally couldn’t resist asking Xie Yuping, “Big brother, why 6%?”
The moment he asked, everyone knew Xie Jinghu had chosen the share transfer rather than the divorce agreement. It was simple psychological warfare: first offer him an option he could never accept, then one that hurt less. Cornered, Xie Jinghu could only pick the lesser loss—the share transfer.
Xie Yuping’s face was perfectly calm. “It was originally 5%. Xie Qian’s birthday is coming up soon, and I remembered you once promised to give him 1% as a birthday present. We might as well transfer it all today.”
Xie Jinghu had completely forgotten about the “birthday present”. Xie Yuping’s reminder left him speechless.
He really had promised that himself.
But he had planned to delay it!
If he kept delaying, maybe Xie Yuping would eventually forget.
As it turned out, Xie Yuping had an excellent memory.
Seeing Xie Jinghu still hesitating, Xie Yuping grew impatient. “Fine, then let Weijun sue for divorce. We won’t stop you pursuing true love, and Weijun is willing to let you go. After all, you keep saying that woman is with you not for money and has no wish to destroy your family. With such noble character, she surely won’t mind whether you remain chairman of Jinhu!”
Xie Jinghu still held 59% of the group.
If Zou Weijun really sued for divorce, even with a straight split she would take 29.5%.
If Xie Qian then transferred his existing 5% to Zou Weijun, she would instantly become the largest shareholder with 34.5%.
First she would take the shares, then gradually erode Xie Jinghu’s position in the company. Soon he would no longer be chairman of Jinhu.
Whether he remained chairman or not, Sara Zhuo had already borne him two children. Xie Jinghu believed their relationship wouldn’t break over this. On the contrary, he himself wouldn’t be able to bear it. A career is the best aphrodisiac for a man. Losing control of Jinhu, how could Xie Jinghu still be in the mood to romance Sara Zhuo!
Not signing meant enormous loss.
Signing was like being cut slowly with a blunt knife—still a heavy loss.
When faced with two evils, choose the lesser. Xie Jinghu picked up the pen with deep affection in his eyes. “If this will put Weijun’s mind at ease, I am willing to sign the share transfer agreement.”
