As the night deepened and the world quieted, the attacks intensified.

Jiang Tingchen faced wave after wave of attempts, his eyes were red, but he still focused on building a counterattack program.

After a whole night of fierce fighting, the sky was already turning pale.

Ning Nanxue and Jiang Tingchen leaned tiredly against the desk, sharing the sandwiches that the assistant had brought but had already gone cold.

"Gamblers who are desperate to lose money are often the most dangerous, but fortunately... everyone is on your side in the end."

Jiang Tingchen looked out the window at the gradually brightening sky and changed the subject: "I remember when we were in school, I almost told you 'I like you', but you said to another person pursuing you, 'Technicians' hands shouldn't be used to pass love letters, they should be used to write code.'"

Ning Nanxue was about to bite the sandwich when she suddenly stopped, her expression a little unnatural.

Jiang Tingchen continued, "My hands have typed a lot of code for you tonight."

Ning Nanxue put down the sandwich and wiped the corner of her mouth. The sunlight shone through the blinds onto her slightly haggard but still beautiful face.

"If you weren't here this time, the consequences would be disastrous," she said in a rare frank manner.

"It's us, teamwork." Jiang Tingchen smiled.

Ning Nanxue looked at his bloodshot eyes from working all night and said softly, "Now my hands are free."

She stretched out her hand and gently touched Jiang Tingchen's palm with her fingertips.

Now my hands are free.”

Jiang Tingchen held her hand with his backhand and interlocked their fingers.

Outside the conference room, the assistant knocked lightly on the doorframe: "Mr. Ning, the domestic stock market has opened."

Ning Nanxue let go of his hand, and they both looked at the screen - Fu's stock price rose like an arrow, the increase had reached 15%.

"Pack your luggage, it's time for us to get ready to go back." Ning Nanxue stood up, the fighting spirit still in her eyes.

At the same time, Fu Chen and Xu Zhiru were in the living room of the villa, staring at the financial channel with tense expressions.

Xu Zhiru paced back and forth, the teacup in her hand had already gone cold.

"This is impossible!" Fu Chen smashed the remote control. "How could they possibly turn the situation around so quickly?"

Xu Zhiru pursed her lips: "A Chen, what should we do? Howard's side..."

Before she finished speaking, the phone rang, interrupting her. Fu Chen picked up the phone, his face gradually turning pale.

"You haven't demonstrated your true value in this matter." Howard's voice was as cold as ice. "I'm already planning to withdraw from this cooperation, Fu Chen. You're truly disappointing."

"Howard! We are partners. The conditions we agreed on at the beginning..."

"Conditions?" Howard sneered, "Losers are not qualified to negotiate conditions."

The phone beeped and Fu Chen stood there in a daze.

The phone vibrated again, and a message from the board secretary popped up: Howard, citing "protecting the interests of investors," once again requested the convening of an interim Fu board meeting. He was even willing to invest an additional 200 million yuan and proposed the removal of Ning Nanxue from the CEO position. Fu Chen was also listed as one of the topics - all his powers would be re-evaluated.

Fu Chen put down the phone and gave Xu Zhiru a wry smile: "What a good trick to cut off the firewood from under the cauldron."

"What do you mean?" Xu Zhiru's face turned pale.

"Howard is planning to sell us out. He wants to take over the Fu Group for himself." Fu Chen slumped down on the sofa helplessly. "We've completely lost this game."

Xu Zhiru was so anxious that she was spinning around in circles: "What should we do? We can't just sit there and wait for death, right?"

"Do you think I want to?" Fu Chen stood up suddenly. "In the final analysis, it's because your brother is too cruel! If he hadn't tricked me, how could things have turned out like this?"

Xu Zhiru didn't dare to say anything. She could only sit down with her head down, and couldn't help cursing Xu Zhao in her heart.

Three days later, Howard flew to China urgently and appeared in the top-floor conference room of Fu Building in a suit and tie.

The directors took their seats one after another, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder that was about to explode.

Howard looked around, a confident smile on his face. "Thank you, directors, for taking the time to attend this emergency meeting."

He twirled the ring and spoke slowly, "To protect the interests of all investors, I recommend that Ning Nanxue be removed from her position as CEO immediately and that a more professional management team take over the new energy project."

"A more professional management team?" A cold voice came from the doorway. Ning Nanxue stepped in, followed by Jiang Tingchen. "Mr. Howard, are you referring to the 'professional team' you assembled during the Swiss acquisition?"

Howard's expression changed slightly: "What does President Ning mean?"

Ning Nanxue elegantly took her seat and listened to Howard's speech expressionlessly. She then calmly asked the directors to review the documents they had just received on their tablets. "Mr. Howard, did you forget to tell everyone that you just completed the acquisition of a direct competitor a few years ago? That company was originally your partner, and the method you used to acquire them is exactly the same as the one you're using to acquire the Fu Group now."

There was an uproar in the meeting room. The directors lowered their heads to look through the documents, with shock flashing in their eyes.

Howard's expression froze instantly. He stared at Ning Nanxue: "Where did you get these..."

"Also," Ning Nanxue continued, "Mr. Howard forgot to tell everyone that he made over $200 million in profits last week by shorting Fu's stock in an offshore account. This would constitute significant insider trading abroad."

The board members looked at each other and murmured.

"Nonsense!" Howard slammed the table and stood up. "What evidence do you have?"

Jiang Tingchen slowly turned on the projector: "The evidence is right here. The transaction records of the Bank of New York fully show the operation trajectory of your offshore company."

Fu Chen narrowed his eyes, unable to believe that the situation had reversed again.

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