Chapter 89
Gu Jiangkuo's chin was actually clean-shaven, but there was still a little hard stubble, like rubbing a rough, unripe kiwi. Jiang Nuo liked the feel of it, becoming a bit addicted. He rubbed it several times before instructing, "Write now. I'll watch."
Gu Jiangkuo: “…”
When Gu Jiangkuo first came to Jiang's, President Jiang sent him to various departments for "learning". He spent the longest time in the marketing department, and the first thing he learned was how to write announcements.
Therefore, I am quite familiar with the format and can use it with ease.
In a short while, he wrote a well-worded and clearly structured announcement of share withdrawal.
Printing, stamping, taking photos and uploading them was a very formal process, but it didn't cause any waves. An hour later, there were 0 reposts and a single-digit number of likes.
However, after Jiang Nuo liked the post using his newly created "internet celebrity personal account", the number of likes and reposts of this post skyrocketed, but the popularity only remained at a little over a thousand before gradually stopping.
"That's enough," said Mr. Jiang. "Leave the rest to Mr. Zhao. After all, it's not Jiang's company that's investing, so it's not convenient for me to come forward. You can contact him when the time comes."
Gu Jiangkuo: "What time?"
Jiang Nuo asked: "When is the Chinese New Year?"
Gu Jiangkuo checked the calendar and said, "January 31st is Chinese New Year's Eve. The stock market is closed from January 31st to February 6th."
"Fifteen days left." Mr. Jiang stroked his chin—Gu Jiangkuo's chin—and flipped through his electronic calendar. "Two days from now. It's an auspicious day for breaking ground and burial."
From what Nuonuo said, they were going to "bury" all the wealth of that group of people today. Gu Jiangkuo really liked the way her boyfriend was planning and strategizing, so she smiled and said, "Okay."
but……
"Also," Gu Jiangkuo said, "Have you touched enough?"
Jiang Nuo touched his chin without stopping the movement, and said confidently: "No."
"This is not a touch for nothing." Gu Jiangkuo said half-jokingly. He felt Jiang Nuo's little finger rubbing against his Adam's apple again and again, like the tender paw pads of a kitten, which made him feel upset.
Jiang Nuo quickly put his knowledge into practice: "You are my boyfriend, I can touch you if I want."
——This was returning Gu Jiangkuo’s words to him exactly as they were.
Then Mr. Jiang felt his Adam's apple rolling, and then his hand was grabbed by the other party's big hand and pulled upwards.
Gu Jiangkuo's hands were thick and strong, and from frequent construction sites, they had calluses that couldn't be maintained. These scratched Young Master Jiang's piano-playing hands, which hadn't been used for housework, and made them itch. Jiang Nuo frowned, and before she could even say, "What are you doing?", she felt a bite on her palm.
Without using any force, the canine teeth rubbed lightly on the skin, bringing a slightly wet and itchy feeling.
The numbness spread from the base of the thumb all the way to the forearm.
"..." Mr. Jiang had the illusion that he was being teased, and withdrew his hand with a fierce look on his face, "Are you born in the Year of the Dog?"
Gu Jiangkuo didn't tease him any further. He knew when to stop and said honestly, showing his white teeth: "Did it hurt you?"
...That’s not the case.
Gu Jiangkuo returned the favor by extending his big hand in front of Jiang Nuo and said generously: "I'll give you a chance to take revenge, you can also bite me."
Jiang Nuo: “…”
Young Master Jiang glanced at his rough big hands and didn't fall for it: "No way." Such a thick layer of calluses hurt his teeth.
"Stop messing around, hurry up and prepare the necessary information, and then contact Mr. Zhao from Shengchen." Mr. Jiang ordered.
Gu Jiangkuo withdrew his hand in dissatisfaction, a hint of disappointment that his conspiracy had failed flashed in his eyes, and then he began to work tirelessly.
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At the end of every year, office workers have no intention of working, as if everything can be dealt with after the Spring Festival, and bosses are no exception.
Ding Pingzhou rarely shows up in the company.
He had previously invested all his fortune in Shengchen New Energy and borrowed a lot of foreign debt, which once made Mr. Ding Yansheng so angry that he became even more ill. But now, facts have proved that Shengchen's stock is like a rocket, and it is now impossible to count how many daily limit increases it has had.
Ding Pingzhou made back all his investments in one go.
Although it wasn't as much as the losses in the Jinchuang Building, it was enough to appease the Ding family. Ding Yansheng had looked much better in the past few days, but whenever he felt more energetic, he would advise Ding Pingzhou: "Shengchen's stock price has risen ridiculously. Something must be wrong when things are abnormal. You should stop while you're ahead and sell your shares quickly. I heard that in order to buy Shengchen shares, you mortgaged all your assets and even borrowed high-interest loans."
Brother Ding beside him also advised: "Don't worry about anything else, just pay off the loan shark first."
However, it would have been fine if this hadn't been mentioned. When it was brought up, Ding Pingzhou sneered, "How dare you say that? Forget about our company not filing for bankruptcy yet. Just look at your personal assets—who doesn't have a few properties? Were our Ding family truly destitute back then? Were we not! You'd rather watch me borrow from loan sharks than lend me a penny."
"Pingzhou," Ding Yansheng sighed, "It's not that Dad and your eldest brother didn't want to help you, it's just that at that time... we didn't have the foresight you do and didn't see the future of Shengchen."
Old Master Ding has always been the kind of feudal patriarchal father who rarely speaks to his children in such a humble manner. This makes Ding Pingzhou feel uncomfortable, but even more uncomfortable.
Because he knew what his father was trying to achieve by being so humble.
Ding Pingzhou listened quietly. Sure enough, Ding Yansheng continued to advise, "It's abnormal for a stock to soar wildly just because of a capital injection. The rise and fall of stocks depends on news, fundamentals, cough cough cough, and technical aspects... It's just riding on the celebrity effect. You should pay attention to its financial report, cough cough, it may not be released until April, or it may not be released at all. If the information is not released for a long time, investors will lose confidence..."
"You mean that you want me to withdraw my shares earlier to avoid being trapped?" Ding Pingzhou interrupted his old father.
Ding Yansheng nodded silently.
"And then?" Ding Pingzhou asked. "What are you going to do with all this money I've earned, all this money I've gambled away? You won't say it, but I'll say it for you. You're going to use it to fill the company's holes, right? You're just wishful thinking."
"Ding Pingzhou!" Big Brother Ding snapped, unable to bear it any longer. "You're the son of the Ding family. Why can't you make some sacrifices? Isn't it you who caused the Ding family's current predicament?"
"Is it my fault alone?!" Ding Pingzhou yelled back, "If Dad doesn't make the decision, who would dare to carry it out? Why should I be the only one to fill the hole? What did you say when I begged you to lend me money? Whose fault is it that I had to borrow money from loan sharks? Even if I have to pay to fill the company's hole, you have to pay too! Take all the private property under your name!"
"Good! You're doing great!" Brother Ding said, "Ding Pingzhou, you ungrateful bastard! Dad loves you for nothing!"
Ding Pingzhou: "After all, you just can't bear to give up your private property!"
Brother Ding refused to give in. "If you insist on doing this and can't pay back your debts, don't come begging us! I'm telling you this: I won't lend you a cent!"
Seeing his two sons quarreling over money, Ding Yansheng was so exhausted that he started coughing violently.
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Ding Pingzhou didn't even stay to take care of his father. He drove out alone with a belly full of anger. He drove around the ring road for a while before he calmed down a little and thought about what his father said in his mind.
Although the old man was thinking about his private property, his father was, after all, a veteran who had built up the Ding family. He was a man of real talent and skills. His worries were not unreasonable, and his guess was even quite accurate.
Ding Pingzhou had memories from his previous life and remembered that this stock collapsed in early April.
The financial report was kept secret until April and was not released for a long time. Investors' confidence was gradually lost, and the sharp rise gradually stopped. It was followed by a sharp drop caused by large-scale selling of stocks by major shareholders to cash out.
The major shareholder is naturally Jin Lin and Boyao Shares behind him.
Jin Lin's reputation plummeted from then on. Although he received a fine from the China Securities Regulatory Commission later, he had already made a fortune and all the profits had been harvested. The victimized shareholders could only accept the loss.
How many people have lost their hard-earned money just because they followed the trend.
Dante Pingzhou does not feel sorry for those stock investors. If retail investors dare to enter the financial market, they must be prepared to be fooled. What he wants is to be safe and sell stocks little by little starting from March. With the number of shares he holds, he absolutely cannot sell them within one or two days, otherwise it will cause the price to fall to the limit. He has to do it slowly.
As for the usury, since we know that Shengchen’s stock will continue to rise until early April, it is not cost-effective to pay off the usury in advance.
Ding Pingzhou was thinking in his mind while driving aimlessly, and he unknowingly drove the car to the bottom of the Jiang Group office building.
Ding Pingzhou: “…”
The security guard came over and knocked politely on the window: "Hello, sir, this is the internal parking lot. Do you have an invitation?"
...was he stopped? That's right, he wasn't Mr. Jiang's "boyfriend" anymore, and naturally, he wasn't the owner of the Jiang Group, so of course he needed an invitation.
Ding Pingzhou ignored the security guard, turned the car around silently, and drove to the paid parking lot next door.
From this public parking lot, you can see both the bustling Jiang Group Building and the desolate Jinchuang Building next door.
Ding Pingzhou felt very uncomfortable.
But he quickly calmed down. Xiao Nuo's success was simply due to his memories from his previous life. Now, he also had this golden finger. Look, hasn't he successfully made a comeback?
Now that he was there, he wanted to talk to Xiao Nuo.
Now is different from the past. Ding Pingzhou is no longer the young master of the Ding family who is on the verge of bankruptcy, but Mr. Ding who holds a huge amount of Shengchen shares.
He has the capital to talk to Jiang Nuo.
"Xiao Nuo, I'll give you one last chance to come back to me," Ding Pingzhou murmured, his expression gradually becoming ferocious. "For the last time, I won't keep begging you."
Then, he walked into the door of Jiang's Building, and the receptionist stopped him professionally: "Excuse me, sir, do you have an appointment?"
Another appointment.
In his previous life, which employee of Jiang's didn't know him? Didn't they call him "Boss Ding"?
A little girl working at the front desk actually dared to stop him.
"I'm Ding Pingzhou from the Ding Group," Ding Pingzhou said domineeringly, "Call Jiang Nuo's internal line now and tell him I want to see him."
The receptionist looked at him like he was stupid and said with an awkward smile, "Sir, we don't have permission to do that. If you know Mr. Jiang, you can just call his personal cell phone. We're all just employees, so please don't embarrass us."
Judging from the receptionist's expression, she didn't seem to believe that he knew Jiang Nuo at all and looked down on him at all.
Oh, just call from his private cell phone, or tell Xiao Nuo in person that the money he has earned now is just the beginning. With the important information from his previous life in hand, he will become more and more successful in the future. He may not even take Gu Jiangkuo seriously.
Perhaps, because of the memories of the past life, he could drive a wedge between Xiao Nuo and Mr. Gu. How could Xiao Nuo have saved Mr. Gu at the time when he was at his lowest point? Ding Pingzhou didn't believe there was no trickery here. All of this could be used to threaten Xiao Nuo.
However, as soon as he took out his cell phone and opened the address book, Ding Pingzhou's domineering aura immediately dissipated.
"..."How could he forget that he had been blocked by Xiao Nuo a long time ago.
However, the atmosphere was already so tense that holding the phone in his hand was awkward. He couldn't decide whether to call or not. Ding Pingzhou froze in his tracks, watching the girl at the front desk show disdain. Without waiting for his defense, she barked at the door, "Security—"
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