at the same time.

In an office on the top floor of the Delicious Duck headquarters building.

There were countless pieces of glass, paper and other debris scattered on the ground, it was a mess.

"Luo Yongbo! Luo Zhigang! Fuck you immortals! I've been dragged down by you too."

Wu Zhongwei had a pot belly and weighed at least 200 kilograms. Naturally, he was not very agile, but he still had the upper hand due to his tonnage advantage, and he firmly pinned Luo Yongbo and Luo Zhigang under him.

"Old Wu! Calm down. Now we have no choice but to unite and resolve this crisis, otherwise we're all doomed."

Luo Zhigang was almost suffocated and hurried to explain.

"Ahem! Wu Zhongwei! Even if you kill us now, your Southern Group will never be able to stay out of this. All of this was caused by Mo Zhexuan. Do you think this vengeful brat will let you go alone?"

Luo Yongbo's suit had been torn into strips, his body was covered in bruises, and his face was especially swollen, almost like a pig's head.

Southern Group has not had a good time recently. Ever since the food crisis at Delicious Duck's food processing plant was exposed, it has been completely affected, causing its stock price to plummet.

Although it immediately distanced itself from Delicious Duck, it was still unable to escape the constant publicity from media outlets such as "Three Minutes of Heat," and even faced a credibility crisis.

This caused Wu Zhongwei, chairman of the board of directors of Southern Group, to be criticized by the board of directors and put under great pressure.

What made him even more angry was that Luo Yongbo did not cooperate in the media, but instead spread rumors that gutter oil was used and that he himself, as a shareholder, was aware of it.

These self-serving remarks immediately made Southern Group the target of public criticism, and its stock price plummeted.

The market value fell to around HK$3 billion, almost half of the previous HK$5 billion.

How could Wu Zhongwei not hate the two Luo brothers to the core? Now that he had beaten them up, he felt a little better.

"Luo Yongbo! You're still trying to drag me down with you. Even if Mo Zhexuan doesn't let me go, I'll accept it. But I don't trust you anymore."

Wu Zhongwei swung his right arm and slapped Luo Yongbo hard. Compared to Mo Zhexuan, he hated the person who stabbed him in the back the most. He said bitterly:

"You guys take your time and have fun! I won't keep you company."

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up, took a deep look at the two people lying on the ground like dead pigs, and then left the office without looking back.

"Wu Zhongwei! You will regret this, and your Southern Group will never escape Mo Zhexuan's revenge." Luo Yongbo went completely crazy on the ground, his chest filled with rage and endless hatred for Mo Zhexuan.

"Yongbo! Give up! Now that we've been defeated, we should figure out how to save our respective Chinese restaurants!"

After Luo Zhigang struggled to get up from the ground, his face looked more than ten years older. He felt completely disheartened and staggered out of the office.

After a long while, Luo Yongbo finally got up from the cold floor tiles. A dark light flashed in his deep eyes. He had worked hard to develop and expand Delicious Duck.

Now not only has a huge amount of money been lost, but Maxim's is also on the verge of bankruptcy. How can we not hate it when it comes to this point?

He walked to the desk with difficulty, picked up a black brick-like mobile phone, dialed a number, and said in a low voice:

"I agree. Just 5 million Mi Jin. Do it cleanly."

“..........”

After hanging up the phone, the hatred on his face subsided a little, and he turned to today's newspaper. When he learned from the Sing Tao Daily that Fragrant Duck would be issuing stocks today, his face instantly became grim, and he muttered:

"Mo Zhexuan! If you don't let me live a good life, don't blame me for doing everything I can to get what I want......"

..........

On the other side, Mo Zhexuan received a report from his secretary Wen Jing as soon as he arrived at the Hong Kong headquarters, and learned that his old acquaintance Zheng Yutong was planning to visit him at three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Mr. Mo! We have now selected the two buyers with the highest bids. One is Chow Tai Fook and the other is Chow Sang Sang. Chow Tai Fook's bid is 125 million Hong Kong dollars, and Chow Sang Sang's is 120 million Hong Kong dollars..."

In the office, Li Xinlei immediately reported to Mo Zhexuan all the bidders for Xie Liyuan Gold Shop and the gold products processing factory.

"Hmm! It seems that Zheng Yutong is ready to strike first."

Mo Zhexuan nodded and instantly guessed why Zheng Yutong was so impatient.

The two gold shop brands, Chow Tai Fook and Chow Sang Sang, have been fighting for many years, and have refused to give in to each other since their respective founders. Now that Xie Liyuan Gold Shop is back on track, the two naturally want to have a good fight.

"Then why not notify Chow Sang Sang?" Li Xinlei asked immediately, because this is the only way to maximize the benefits.

"Notice, you are fully responsible for the negotiations this afternoon. If the two prices are the same, Chow Tai Fook will be given priority."

Mo Zhexuan thought about it and made a decision instantly. It would be better to resolve the matter today. As for why they didn't meet, it was because he owed Zheng Yutong enough favors. Since ancient times, debts of favor have been the hardest to repay.

Leaving it to Li Xinlei would provide room for buffer. As for Xie Liyuan's gold shop and gold processing factory, the desired price was previously set at HK$200 million.

Now that the raw materials are almost exhausted, the price will naturally not be so high. We should be thankful if it can be sold for 150 million Hong Kong dollars.

After giving some instructions, Wang Erli was allowed to drive the car home. Today was New Year's Eve and the last day of the year, so naturally they had to celebrate properly.

When I got home, I saw Lilia flying a kite on the lawn with her son Mo Honghan. Lilia's position in the company is international secretary, but Mo Zhexuan can't command her. Basically, she can come to the company as she pleases and leave as she pleases.

"Dad!... Hug me!" As soon as Mo Honghan saw Mo Zhexuan, he blinked his big eyes and ran quickly with his short legs.

But after running a few steps, he was tripped by a slightly higher pile of grass on the ground and fell to the ground. The housekeeper Jiang Yutong hurried over to help him up.

"Don't help him. My child, Lilia, will be a man of great stature in the future." Lilia hurriedly tried to stop him, then stared at her son who was wailing on the ground.

In the icy and snowy world of polar bears, most children, after they are able to walk normally, have experienced the coldness of ice and snow and fallen alone. This can train their brave character and strengthen their strong body.

"Little Tangyuan! Be strong and stand up on your own. Daddy is right here."

Seeing this, Mo Zhexuan hurried to his son to encourage him.

Seeing this, Mo Honghan stretched out his two chubby little hands and struggled to stand up from the ground. He had just taken two steps when he was picked up by Mo Zhexuan. A feeling of blood connection instantly spread throughout his body, as if he had infinite power.