Cao Nana seemed to be acting out of spite; even though Ji Zhinan only wanted 2.4 million from her, she insisted on buying it at the original price.
However, since Cao Nana paid for it, Ji Zhinan naturally pocketed it all.
Someone is willing to pay more money; only a fool wouldn't do that.
The office door was flung open, and Xing Minggao rushed in, panting heavily.
"Zhi Nan, our company is being maliciously suppressed!"
Upon hearing this, Ji Zhinan's eyes flashed, and he casually tossed the diamond bracelet on his wrist into the trash and waste paper on the table.
"What happened?"
"I don't know either." Xing Minggao shook his head, panting heavily. "Our stock has plummeted, and if this continues, it will be very detrimental to the company."
The company had only just been brought back to life by Ji Zhinan, and how long had it been peaceful?
We absolutely cannot allow anything else to happen.
Ji Zhinan turned on his computer and immediately pulled up the company's candlestick chart.
As Xing Minggao predicted, ZN's stock price plummeted.
Everything happened so suddenly, without any reason or clue.
Ji Zhinan stared at the candlestick chart for almost a minute before looking up and asking, "Uncle Xing, has that Mr. Gu contacted you again?"
"Of course not, ever since I refused him last time, he..."
Xing Minggao suddenly fell silent. A string in his mind snapped to attention, and he understood everything.
"Zhi Nan, you mean...it was them who did it?"
Ji Zhinan remained extremely calm: "If I'm not mistaken, they are deliberately suppressing us and threatening us in another way, forcing us to give them the mining rights under pressure."
The business world is like a battlefield, full of intrigue and backstabbing; you'll get used to it.
Xing Minggao nodded, Zhi Nan was right.
“Zhi Nan, Mr. Gu is very likely the anonymous one. They're in the shadows while we're in the open; we have no way to fight them.” Xing Minggao looked at Ji Zhi Nan worriedly: “What should we do now?”
Ji Zhinan sat up straight and stretched: "Uncle Xing, did you record every phone call I asked you to?"
Xing Minggao nodded: "When have I ever failed to do what you ask me to do, girl?"
"That's fine then." Ji Zhinan nodded: "Pick someone who knows how to use a computer to edit the recording, making sure to include every single line that's important."
Xing Minggao didn't know what Ji Zhinan was going to do, but he still agreed: "Okay, I'll give the order right away."
…………
night--
The main lights in the office were off, only the desk lamps on the desks were on.
The man was still wearing a white shirt and suit pants. He held a wine glass in his hand, and the scarlet liquid swirled slightly in the glass as he moved his hand.
He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his dark eyes fixed on the neon lights below.
He stood atop the tallest building in the capital, overlooking the land.
The office door was pushed open, and Shirakawa walked in, his gaze falling on the man standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.
It was rare to see Shirakawa with such a distressed and conflicted expression. He swallowed hard, feeling that every step he took was incredibly difficult.
Finally, after much hesitation, he entered the office. Bai Chuan stood behind the man, bowed slightly, and said with utmost respect, "Mr. Gu."
The man didn't turn around. Instead, he pressed the rim of the glass to his lower lip, tilted his head back slightly, and drank the red wine in one gulp.
"Is everything taken care of?"
His voice betrayed no emotion.
"..." Shirakawa became even more nervous, and upon closer inspection, one could see that his hands were trembling.
“ZN was unwilling to give us the mining rights, so I put some pressure on them. But I didn’t expect that Xing Ming, that tall, cunning old fox, had recorded our conversation on his phone. We put pressure on them, and they released the recording right afterward…”
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