Chapter 559 Let’s Go Back

His voice was right beside her ear, and his warm breath fanned the crook of her neck.

Ji Wan didn't look back, but just said "hmm" softly.

“No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it cannot withstand the ugliness of people’s hearts.”

She sighed.

"Let's go back, Chi Wenyan, I don't want to stay here anymore."

This trip was originally for relaxation and to repair the relationship.

Now my heart is broken and my relationship is almost repaired, but I have lost all interest because of such a bad thing.

Upon hearing this, Chi Wenyan tightened his arms and rested his chin on her shoulder.

"good."

He didn't hesitate at all, just one word.

"Let's go home."

He immediately took out his cell phone again, this time calling his assistant.

"Prepare the route and take off in an hour."

Be decisive and efficient.

No one wanted to stay even a second longer since they had lost interest in playing.

The nanny received the notice quickly and began to pack the two little ones' things quickly.

Bottles, diapers, small clothes...

Ji Wan also turned around and began to pack his luggage.

She opened the wardrobe, took out the beautiful dresses that she had prepared specially for this trip one by one, folded them and put them into the suitcase.

There was no longer the anticipation and excitement on his face as when he first arrived.

Chi Wenyan came over, took the clothes from her hand and put them away for her.

"I'll do it."

He looked at her with deep black eyes.

"Ji Wan, I'm here, and I won't let you suffer this kind of grievance again."

His promise was resounding.

The plane landed and the private jet's gangway was connected steadily.

Chi Wenyan was the first to get off the plane carrying the sleeping Nian Nian, and Ji Wan followed behind with Yaoyao, who was also sleeping soundly, in his arms.

A black Rolls-Royce was already waiting on the tarmac.

Back at the manor, Chi Wenyan handed the child to the nanny, then turned to look at Ji Wan.

"You should have a good rest. There are some things in the company that I need to take care of." His voice had returned to its usual calmness, but the coldness in his eyes had not dissipated.

Ji Wan nodded, she knew what he was going to do.

She didn't stop.

Some things must be explained.

…

The Chi Group’s headquarters building soars into the clouds.

As soon as Chi Wenyan's car arrived at the door, his assistant and a group of senior executives were already waiting in line in the hall. Everyone looked solemn and dared not breathe.

"Mr. Chi."

The man walked straight towards the exclusive elevator without looking around, leaving only two words.

"Meeting."

The atmosphere in the top-floor conference room was suffocatingly depressing.

Chi Wenyan sat in the main seat, his slender fingers tapping the table unconsciously, and each tap was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

He glanced at the whole room, his thin lips parted slightly, his voice cold.

"From now on, all investment projects of the group in France, the country where I am traveling, will be terminated."

In one sentence, it was like dropping a nuclear bomb on a calm lake.

The whole room was in uproar.

"What?"

"Boss Chi, this...how can we do this? Several of our new energy projects over there have entered a critical stage. If we withdraw now, the losses will be immeasurable."

A vice president stood up suddenly, his face pale.

That's not tens of millions, nor hundreds of millions, it's a huge industrial chain worth hundreds of billions.

Chi Wenyan glanced over coldly.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The vice president felt as if he had fallen into an icy cave. His lips trembled, and he could not utter a word. He sat down dejectedly.

"I'll say it again."

Chi Wenyan's voice was not loud, but it was full of absolute oppression.

“Liquidate all assets, terminate all cooperation, and cancel all contracts.”

"I don't care how much the penalty is, give it to me ten times or a hundred times."

"Within three days, I will make the name 'Chi' completely disappear from that country."

His words were firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

The assistant's palms were sweating. He stepped forward and reported in a low voice, "Boss Chi, the president of the Banque de France just called over a dozen times, as well as their Ministry of Commerce..."

"No."

Chi Wenyan interrupted without hesitation.

"Don't answer any of them."

He paused, a cold arc appearing at the corner of his mouth.

"If they insist on a reason, tell them."

"I'm not happy anymore."

The entire conference room was dead silent.

Is it necessary to overturn a country’s economic structure just because of “unhappiness”?

How domineering and crazy this is.

With one command, the entire Chi Group's sophisticated business machine began to operate at high speed.

Wall Street traders went crazy.

Countless sell orders poured into the Paris stock exchange like snowflakes, and the stocks, funds and bonds held by the Chi Group were sold off at all costs.

The global financial circle was shocked.

"Crazy. Is Chi Wenyan crazy?"

"What is he trying to do? He's trying to decouple himself from the entire national economy."

The message traveled back at the speed of light.

Panic began to spread.

The first to be hit were local companies that were deeply tied to the Chi family.

A large auto parts factory was just celebrating winning a large order from Chi for the next ten years, but the next second, a termination letter and a huge penalty were deposited into its account at the same time.

The factory owner collapsed to the ground on the spot.

Without Chi's orders, his factory would go bankrupt and tens of thousands of workers would be unemployed in an instant.

And this is just the beginning.

"Breaking news. Due to the withdrawal of investment by the Eastern giant Chi Group, the stocks of dozens of listed companies in my country have hit their limit down."

"Hundreds of factories have announced production halts, and a wave of unemployment is coming."

"According to the latest statistics, the number of people who have lost their jobs, directly or indirectly, due to this divestment has exceeded 500,000, and is still rising rapidly."

On the TV news, the host was reporting with a serious expression.

The picture shows thousands of workers taking to the streets, holding banners and looking angry and confused.

“We need jobs.”

"The government must give an explanation."

"What happened?"

The whole country is in chaos.

The authorities of this country were completely panicked. They used all diplomatic means to try to contact Chi Wenyan, but the only response they received was a cold message.

"Ask your police officers on the Champs-Élysées."

This sentence struck all the senior executives as if they were struck by lightning.

They finally understood the root of the problem.

The two policemen on duty that day instantly became criminals of the country.

They were surrounded by angry people and criticized by the media, becoming the only victims in calming this huge wave.

But Chi Wenyan no longer cares about all this.

He stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window in his office, overlooking the hustle and bustle of traffic below, his eyes as deep as the sea.

Just two ants were not enough to calm his anger.

What he wanted was for these people to remember it forever.

No one can touch his people.

Chi Wenyan didn't even bother to take a second look at the mess in a foreign country.

His order to withdraw investment has been issued, and all subsequent matters will be handled by his subordinates.