Three days later
The afternoon sun slanted into Victoria Harbour, shining on the glass curtain walls of the towering buildings and refracting a dazzling light.
Chu Hongyu walked briskly towards the president's office, carrying a document.
As soon as she reached the door, she saw Assistant Ye leading several of Ning Bingyu's confidants, their expressions grave, as they came out of the office.
A hint of doubt arose in Chu Hongyu's heart. She smiled slightly and asked, "Assistant Ye, is the meeting over?"
Assistant Ye looked up and smiled: "Yes, Hongyu, the young master is waiting for you inside."
After saying that, he and the others hurriedly left.
Chu Hongyu was puzzled, so she gently knocked on the door and entered after receiving permission.
In the spacious office, Ning Bingyu stood with his back to her, hands in his pockets, tall and straight in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the magnificent view of Victoria Harbour.
Chu Hongyu approached with the documents in her hand, her tone professional and appropriate: "Young Master, the schedule for next week needs to be finalized."
Ning Bingyu didn't turn around, but continued to gaze at the scenery outside the window. Suddenly, he asked, "If the Ning family falls, do you think the Hong Kong government will be thrown into chaos?"
The question came as a surprise, and Chu Hongyu was slightly taken aback: "Is Young Master testing me?"
She walked to Ning Bingyu's side, followed his gaze to the bustling Hong Kong Island outside the window, and after a moment's thought, answered—
"Although the Ning family is the richest, they are only the richest in Hong Kong. If the Ning family falls, the Li family will become the richest, or the Guo family will become the richest. Someone will always take the position of the richest."
"Just like when the Cha family was the richest family in Hong Kong, they collapsed and scattered. So what?"
"It's normal for the capital market to fluctuate. As long as there's no war, the Hong Kong government has a strong economic foundation, so it's not so easy for things to fall into complete chaos."
Ning Bingyu then turned around, his peach blossom eyes sharply looking at her: "You've been studying in the Finance Department at HKU for over a year, haven't you learned anything about financial warfare or financial storms?"
Chu Hongyu felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, as if she were facing her mentor, but she still spoke—
"The Ning family is indeed a dominant force in the capital market, but even if it collapses, it will be divided up by other wolves in the market. How could it cause chaos for the Hong Kong government? It shouldn't trigger a financial crisis."
Ning Bingyu turned his gaze into the distance and slightly curled the corners of his lips: "Have you ever thought that there are institutions in the international capital market that want to short Hong Kong stocks? Destroying the Hong Kong government's economy is not so easy, but it is actually not as difficult as you might imagine."
The office fell silent for a moment, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner running.
The afternoon sunlight pierced through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Ning Group skyscraper, illuminating the tiny dust particles floating in the air.
Ning Bingyu took off his glasses, suddenly turned around, and said calmly, "Pour me a cup of coffee."
Chu Hongyu narrowed her eyes, keenly catching the unspoken meaning in Ning Bingyu's words.
She walked to the coffee machine, preparing coffee with elegant movements, and asked, "If the young master isn't going to lecture me, then what news has he heard?"
The coffee machine emitted a soft hum, and the rich aroma of coffee gradually filled the air.
Ning Bingyu sat in a large leather chair, slowly wiping his glasses—
"Someone is making plans, and the overall situation is not yet fully clear. There are only two kinds of wars in the world: hot wars and money wars. Hot wars are nothing more than wars for money and resources. You still have a lot to learn."
Chu Hongyu handed him the coffee, and a faint steam rose from the cup.
Ning Bingyu took the coffee and took a small sip: "Help me arrange a meeting with Ning Man'an. I have something to tell her."
A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Hongyu's eyes, but she quickly regained her professional expression: "Okay, I'll arrange it right away."
Ning Bingyu's peach blossom eyes gazed intently out the window once more.
Outside the window, the surface of Victoria Harbour shimmered, and the glass curtain walls of distant skyscrapers reflected the dazzling sunlight.
Like many drawn blades, gleaming with a dangerous light.
Whether dead or alive, everyone has their own battlefield. Anan has one... Ning Yuan has one...
And this arena of fame—is his battlefield.
...
Nimman's private office is located on a high floor of another skyscraper in Central, offering equally expansive views.
Under the gloomy sky, the ships in the distance appeared small and fragile on the gray sea.
Inside the office, the crystal chandelier cast a cold light, illuminating the expensive mahogany desk and the woman sitting behind it—Ning Man'an.
She wore a perfectly tailored dark green suit, her hair was neatly styled in a bun, and the jade bracelet on her wrist swayed gently as she flipped through the documents, making a soft sound.
There was a knock on the office door, and she said calmly, "Come in."
Ning Bingyu, dressed in a suit and tie, pushed open the door and entered, with Chu Hongyu following behind him.
Ning Man'an stood up and poured him tea herself, a smile playing on her lips: "It's rare for you to take the initiative to come and find me, what's the matter?"
Ning Bingyu sat on the leather sofa opposite her and went straight to the point: "Big sister, I hope you will suspend your cooperation with Jialin Group."
Ning Man'an paused, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised: "This was a decision personally approved by the chairman. You want me to stop it now?"
She put down her teacup, her voice still gentle, but her eyes had turned cold: "Tell me, why?"
Ning Bingyu turned to look at Chu Hongyu, who immediately stepped forward and placed the documents in her hand on the table in front of Ning Man'an.
Ning Bingyu's voice was calm: "The above is a case that Jialin Group has recently been involved in. The case just happened. A senior auditor of RAB Bank in Malaysia was murdered. The vice president of RAB Bank personally led a team to report the case."
He paused, looking directly at Ning Man'an: "I met with the vice president of RAB Bank. They want to thoroughly investigate the matter of RAB's Hong Kong branch illegally lending more than 6 million US dollars to Jialin Group."
Ning Man'an's gaze fell on the document, his slender fingers lightly turning the pages, his expression unchanged: "You've met with RAB's vice president?"
Ning Bingyu nodded: "Yes."
Ning Man'an's face remained calm as she finished reading the materials and pushed the documents aside: "So what? In business, who can be completely clean? Don't forget that I started out running a gambling den in Macau. The first casino license was in our hands!"
Ning Bingyu's face instantly darkened, and his voice turned cold—
"Alright, let's talk business. If Jialin Group's finances were really as perfect and problem-free as their financial statements, why would they need to violate regulations by lending money? Why would they need to kill an auditor to cover it up?"
"Moreover, we are not yet clear whether other banks have similar situations. Once the RAB Bank case is exposed, don't you have any idea what kind of impact it will have on Jialin's stock? As a partner, Ning's will be dragged down."
The sky was gloomy, and the rain began to fall outside the window, hitting the glass and making a pattering sound.
Ningman slowly picked up the teacup, took a sip, and remained calm.
"Then don't let this matter be exposed. Besides, the police haven't even concluded that the case is related to Jialin Group. You're asking me to rashly end my cooperation with Jialin now."
"Do you know how much the penalty for breach of contract will be? Do you understand how long the Huangpu Garden project will be delayed? Do you truly understand how much the Ning family will be affected?"
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