The Three Spirit Stones

Chapter 124: Share Dispute

The largest conference room in Song Liao Supermarket was busier than a vegetable market at this time, and it was full of people.

In addition to Cheng Yu, Yelu Ruan, royal relatives, high-ranking officials of the Liao Dynasty, and leaders of the various Khitan tribes and subordinate tribes such as Zubu, Wuji, Dilie, Uighur, and Dangxiang all came.

After they came in and paid their respects to the Liao Emperor, they explained their purpose.

They received reliable information that Cheng's Industry was going to build a wool processing factory.

After this factory is built, it will produce a lot of woolen clothes and quilts, which can make a lot of money.

Today is the time to sell shares, so I came here from afar to buy shares.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in bewilderment.

Today is indeed the day to sell shares. Many people in Xiongzhou know this news. I didn’t expect that even the tribal leaders in the grasslands knew about it.

However, Lord Cheng has already issued a statement that these shares are all internally subscribed and will not be sold publicly. Only those who receive an invitation can purchase them.

Yelu Ruan looked at Cheng Yu who had an innocent expression on his face.

Cheng Yu looked at him, then at the others, and then said to the leaders helplessly, "My dear leaders, the shares of the wool processing factory are indeed for sale today, but we are not selling them publicly. Only those who receive invitations can buy them. This Lord has already made a public statement early on."

When the leaders heard this, they were immediately furious and asked Cheng Yu why he didn't let them buy it?

Cheng Yu explained that the funds needed to build the factory were not large, and originally only Cheng Industry and the Liao Emperor would have been enough. It was only because they felt it was not good to eat alone that they allocated a portion of the equity to everyone present. Now that the equity shares have been distributed, there is really no extra to be distributed.

After hearing this, the leaders became even angrier and accused Cheng Yu of favoritism.

Why can they buy it but we can’t?

We are also supermarket members, and we also have the right to purchase.

And the most important thing is, the wool is bought from people in our tribe, why shouldn’t we buy shares?

It's not fair. It's so unfair.

If you, Lord Cheng, don't allow us to buy shares, then we will forbid people in the tribe to sell wool to you, and we will all go our separate ways.

Cheng Yu was dumbfounded.

I never thought things would turn out like this.

He looked to Yelu Ruan for help, and Yelu Ruan also frowned at him.

The issue of interests has always been the most troublesome.

Back then, the reason why Empress Dowager Chengtian Su Yanyan personally led the expedition against the Song Dynasty was because it was difficult to reconcile the interests of the various tribes, and she hoped to divert the conflict away.

Now they are facing the same problem. It seems that they have to shed some blood today.

Thinking of this, the Liao Emperor said, "Since you are all here, I can't let you go back empty-handed. How about this? I will give up 5% of my share, and you will also give up 5% of your share."

"As for you, my Imperial Sister-in-law...?"

He looked at Cheng Yu, who was in a dilemma and could only say helplessly, "Then I, the Marquis, should also give up 5%."

The Liao Emperor nodded with satisfaction and said, "Then you will have 15% in total. You don't have to pay for me and my brother-in-law, you can get dividends directly."

"And they require you to spend money to buy those,"

"There are two million shares in total. Five percent is about 290,000 taels of silver. How do you think we should divide it?"

The tribal leaders thought this solution was reasonable.

After all, 15% of the sixty-odd people is not bad, and 10% is free, so only 5% needs to pay.

But this 5% also costs 290,000 taels of silver.

This is no small amount.

These tribal leaders were actually quite poor. They did not have as many ways to make money as the royal relatives and high-ranking officials of the Liao Dynasty.

Their only source of income on the grassland is cattle, sheep and horses.

If it's a good year, you can have enough to eat, but if it's a white plague or something like that, people will die one after another.

Because of the harsh living environment, the nomadic people were most keen to go south to rob the Song people.

So they called robbing the Song people "beating grass and grain", because grass and grain could fill their stomachs.

These tribal leaders were satisfied, but the royal relatives were not.

Originally, 35% was to be divided among the 59 of us, which meant that each person would have less than 34,000 yuan. Now, we have to give out 5% more, which means that there is less than 29,000 yuan left.

The fewer shares you have today, the smaller your dividends will be tomorrow.

This business makes so much money!

It's such a sin to share the huge sum of money with these poor people!

Someone couldn't help but said, "Your Majesty, we have already agreed that these shares are reserved internally and will not be sold to the public, right?"

"If anyone who comes here to make a fuss can get 5 percent, then how many 5 percents do we have to share?"

Others immediately agreed.

"Yeah,"

"This hole can't be opened,"

"Yes, it can't be opened, it can't be opened,"

When the leaders heard this, they were shocked!

The Emperor and Lord Cheng have both agreed, and you bastards actually want to not give a penny?

They immediately quarreled with the group of royal relatives.

“The wool is sold from our tribe, why can’t we buy it?”

"These are two different things. Don't we have to pay for wool? We've paid a sky-high price for your crappy wool. What else do you want?"

"A sky-high price? These few dozen coins per pound are a sky-high price? Do you think we don't know how much the clothes and quilts are sold for?"

"Besides, the money for buying wool was given by the Marquis. What does it have to do with you guys?"

"When have we not risked our lives to fight? You guys can only hide behind and divide the gold, silver and treasures. Without us fighting, how can you have luxurious clothes and delicious food?"

"What do you mean we can only hide behind and divide the gold and silver? When I was fighting desperately, you were still nursing?"

The two groups of people were arguing with each other, and it became a mess. The roof was about to be blown off!

"Don't make noise, everyone, don't make noise,"

The Liao Emperor and his men wanted to loudly dissuade the people on both sides, but there were more than a hundred people arguing in a hall, and the voices of these few people were completely drowned out.

He wanted to send guards in to separate them, but the place was already packed with people and the guards couldn't even squeeze through the door.

Cheng Yu couldn't help it anymore, he used the Yuanling Qi in his Dantian and roared.

"Shut up, everyone..."

This sound was like a sudden explosion of thunder in a clear sky, and all the glass in the house was

"Bah, bah, bah~"

It shattered in an instant.

"Wow~"

All fell to the ground!

Everyone at the scene covered their ears with their hands, which were buzzing and their heads were aching!

"What are you arguing about?"

"Can't you just talk properly?"

"We are all well-known people. Don't you think it's shameful to point fingers like a shrew?"

After Cheng Yu showed off his might, he returned to his normal tone and spoke angrily, completely unaware that everyone was looking at him with fear.

"Please calm down, my brother-in-law. Please calm down, my brother-in-law."

Yelu Ruan pressed his aching ears with both hands to persuade Cheng Yu. He was standing nearby and his ears felt the most uncomfortable.

"Now that both of you have opinions, I have a suggestion."

"You are all from the grasslands, so let's do things according to the grasslands' methods. Each side will send one person to fight, and the winner will do what that side wants. How do you think?"

The tribal leaders were delighted when they heard this.

They often crawl and roll around on the grasslands, so they are in very strong physique. The royal relatives on the opposite side may have fought through mountains of swords and seas of blood, but after so many years of An Yi, how can he still be their match?

Sure enough, when the royal family heard this, they immediately expressed their dissatisfaction. They said that it was a disgrace to them to personally fight, and they wanted to choose one of their subordinates to fight.

But Cheng Yu no longer had much patience. He said with a dark face, "No, one of you two must go into battle in person, otherwise it will be considered as surrender."

"If you feel it is an insult, then choose someone to fight me. If you beat me, not only do you not have to pay the 5%, I will give you another 10% share."

"How about it?"

"Would you choose to fight me or them?"

Everyone looked at him with strange expressions, wondering, this Lord Cheng looks so gentle and handsome, why does he always want to challenge others to a duel?

With that lion's roar you just gave me, who would dare to challenge you in a one-on-one fight?

Isn’t this asking knowingly?

There was no other choice, so the royal family had to choose the youngest and healthiest member of the royal family to fight.

The two sides fought by wrestling, and as expected, they lost after ten or so rounds.

The matter ended perfectly, with the three parties each contributing 5% according to the previous plan of the Liao Emperor.