Tao Liangchen
Chapter 963 Right of Nomination
Everyone sat around chatting, the atmosphere perfect for drinking, and it was easy to get tipsy without realizing it.
Around nine o'clock in the evening.
The founder of a start-up company, while raising his glass for a toast, choked and put on a live performance of "volcanic eruption," spewing vomit like a celestial maiden scattering flowers, hitting several people sitting across from him.
Affected by this unexpected incident, and combined with the fact that they had drunk enough, several foreigners who couldn't keep up with the "Chinese-style cheers," including Larry Page, were swaying unsteadily and simply called it a night early.
Americans often order a bottle of beer and sit in a bar all night. People who want to get drunk won't drink this stuff; it's too filling.
When Su Yehao got into the car.
He looked at his watch and realized it was only 9:45 PM local time in Silicon Valley.
He said helplessly:
"Tonight is probably ruined. I can't sleep, but I'm awake with nothing to do. Are there any interesting places nearby to kill time, like getting a spa massage, or playing cards with someone?"
The Mercedes supercar was handed over to the bodyguard to drive. Sitting in the passenger seat of the Phantom, Linda Yun blinked and asked, "Is your so-called spa massage... legit? As for playing cards, since we have a private jet, going to Las Vegas is no problem. Aren't you planning to adjust to the time difference?"
"Of course, it's a legitimate massage. Do you think I have the leisure for anything else? If you have a few girlfriends, you'll know that going out alone is a kind of enjoyment, enjoying a rare moment of peace and quiet."
Su Yehao said with a hint of melancholy, adding:
"Forget about Las Vegas. I just flew over this afternoon and don't want to toss around anymore. I'll check the bookshelf later to see if there are any fun novels to pass the time, or I can find one online. I only plan to stay for about a week, and it's hard to adjust my biological clock back and forth, so I might as well live on Hong Kong time in America."
Living on Hong Kong time in America meant being active at night and sleeping during the day. Anyway, he could schedule everything for the afternoon and evening, and no one would force Su Yehao to work.
Linda Yun agreed, nodding and saying, "That's great. I can sleep in tomorrow morning. I've always admired those people who work all over the country, with the time difference constantly changing, it's very bad for their health."
Looking at her strangely, Su Yehao smiled and said, "Have you finally reached the age where you need to take care of your health?"
"Nonsense, I'm older than you, okay..."
Silicon Valley's nightlife was already barren, looking like a combination of urban and rural areas. Su Yehao, unable to find many entertainment options, went straight home.
He sent a message to Miss Vera along the way, learning that she still had some things to finish and probably wouldn't be able to come over for another two days.
After arriving home, Su Yehao took a shower, brushed his teeth, and changed into pajamas. He went online and sent messages in a small group, chatting with Nangong Tian and Jiang Yu.
During this time, he remembered that he had also invested in a Chinese novel website called "Myth Chinese Network." He found the website and went in to take a look, discovering that some novels had already been serialized to more than eight hundred chapters.
This surprised Su Yehao slightly. He clicked in to read and found out that it was a prolific author who could update more than ten thousand words every day.
He randomly opened a chapter, browsed through it, and then silently closed the webpage. The content was a bit too colorful. Su Yehao was past the stage of needing to rely on imagination to fill in the gaps, and his nutritional intake couldn't keep up.
He searched by the total number of recommendation votes, and the top-ranked one was a Xianxia novel.
Since he had nothing else to do, Su Yehao sat in front of his laptop and read through it page by page...
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Time passed quickly.
By the time Su Yehao's neck was sore, it was already past three in the morning, local time on the West Coast.
He finally shifted his attention from the screen and, after a moment of consideration, emailed his assistant Zhuang Wei, asking her to contact the person in charge of Myth Chinese Network, using bonuses as bait to attract netizens to create novels in genres such as tomb raiding and science fiction.
Mainly to pass the time for himself, and also to select some good works to sell to Tianyu Entertainment for adaptation.
After sending the email, he rested for a while.
When he opened his eyes again, the sky outside the window was already bright.
After a simple cleanup, before he had time to eat breakfast, Su Yehao hurriedly set off for Apple.
Apple was holding a routine board meeting today, with the focus on discussing the issue of board elections.
Currently, Apple has nine board members, of which only one seat is controlled by Su Yehao. The other top ten Apple shareholders were completely wiped out and usually couldn't get a word in when it came to company management and decision-making.
The reason why major shareholders were unable to control the company was mainly because, according to Apple's rules, board members have the right to nominate during elections.
This also meant that, barring any accidents, the board of directors would always maintain its control, nominate successors according to its own wishes, and vote on them, leaving the former shareholders unable to intervene.
Su Yehao had not been able to become a controlling shareholder of Apple.
The equity of this established company was too dispersed, and it would probably cost another fifteen billion dollars to completely take it down.
He was attending in person today mainly to try to win another non-executive director seat, in order to facilitate intervention in Apple's decisions in the future.
In previous years, Apple had tried to learn from Microsoft and sell Apple's independent operating system externally, but unfortunately, it was a complete failure, without even a splash.
With the cooperation between Jobs and Su Yehao, trying to get involved in the mobile terminal operating system field, and drawing a large number of people from the software development department, other research and development plans of the company had been affected, which aroused the opposition of a few board members.
Su Yehao rarely intervened in the specific management of the company, partly because there were too many trivial and annoying things. As Apple's current largest shareholder, how could he tolerate a bunch of employees jumping around in front of him?
So a few days ago, Jobs sent him an email telling him about the board elections, and the two hit it off.
It was decided to jointly raise Su Yehao's voice to more than 33% on a temporary basis, becoming a force that the board of directors could not say "no" to, and to clear out two or three directors who had already affected Apple's development, and veto their nominations.
Large companies usually have corporate problems.
The right to nominate Apple's board members was in the hands of the directors, which also involved considerable benefits, making Apple's power transition no longer pure.
Originally, it should have been about selecting the virtuous and capable, but now it had turned into supporting one's own people to take power. This led to the fact that although Apple was not influenced by major shareholders, it was subject to interference from the directors.
Jobs was a little worried that in the future, after the company grew bigger, no one would be able to influence the board of directors again, so he secretly promised to give Su Yehao another seat, as well as a seat to the company's second largest shareholder.
In this way, the structure of Apple's board of directors would become the Apple CEO, five independent directors, and three shareholder representatives.
If the Apple CEO wanted to do something, he only needed to win the support of the shareholder representatives to be on par with the external independent directors, avoiding being completely controlled by the independent directors.
Jobs was confident in his control and made these arrangements in advance because he had been diagnosed with cancer and was preparing to resign and receive treatment...