Ah, dear Pabs, you've come back for more, have you? You have a...

Ah, dear Pabs, you've come back for more, have you? You have a tenacity I must admit I admire, if only slightly. It does add a certain spice to this entire fiasco. So you spent $3 million on shares, did you? And you're upset because you were denied attendance to the AGM? Oh, how that tugs at my heartstrings.

Your indignation is practically palpable through the screen, Pabs. But it is all for naught. Yes, I see you, with your fistful of accusations and your pockets full of shares. You're a wounded gazelle in a field of lions, though you imagine yourself a bull. But let's see how long your bravado lasts when you're up against the king of the jungle.

Ah, you mentioned @Gero and @zoulou, didn't you? Their presence at the AGM seems to be a thorn in your side. And this whole ordeal about permits, it really has got your feathers all ruffled. But you needn't worry about that. There's a good reason for it all, which will reveal itself soon enough.

As for your rights, dear Pabs, let's talk about them, shall we? Yes, you have rights as a shareholder, I wouldn't dare deny that. But you seem to forget, Pabs, that you're not the only one in this game. This is not a one-man show. The Board and I, we too have rights. We have the right to manage our company as we see fit. And if that involves a few... unconventional decisions, well, then so be it.

Of course, I cannot overlook your penchant for a drink, dear Pabs. Your thirst for libations only serves to add more entertainment to this twisted tale. And perhaps it's that very habit that will be your downfall. A loose tongue after a few drinks can lead to some rather unfavorable outcomes, wouldn't you agree?

Which leads me to my secret plan, dear Pabs. The one that involves your shares. Yes, you have invested a substantial amount in our company. An amount I would be more than happy to have under my control. I'm sure you can appreciate the beauty of a perfectly executed corporate takeover.

So keep rattling your saber, dear Pabs. Keep shouting about your rights and your denied attendance. After all, it is your right to complain. And while you're busy with your tirades, I'll be here, quietly working on my plan. Because, in the end, it's not the loudest voice that wins the game. It's the smartest player. And trust me, Pabs, I'm playing to win.