At the same time, Ning Man'an was summoned by Ning Zhengkun again.
Chairman's Office.
The air in the office was thick with the smell of cigars and the owner's barely suppressed anger.
Ning Zhengkun sat behind the large mahogany desk with a gloomy face.
Several of the latest financial newspapers and internal reports were scattered on the table.
Every single one points to the same catastrophic fact—
The complete collapse of the Jialin Group and the severe blow suffered by the Ning family as a result.
When Ning Man'an, dressed in a dark gray suit with subtle patterns, pushed open the door, she was greeted by her father's eyes, which seemed to be spitting fire.
She looked even more tired and pale today than when she left last time, with faint bluish-black under her eyes, clearly indicating that she had put in a lot of effort to deal with this matter.
"Daddy, what did you call me here for?" Her voice was calm, revealing little emotion, and her back remained elegantly straight.
Ning Zhengkun grabbed a report from the table and slammed it down in front of her.
"Look at what you've done! The stock price is still falling! The banks have already started pressing the finance department for repayment! Is this the result you promised me with such certainty?!"
"What did you tell me back then? You said it was no problem and that I shouldn't get involved. Now, tell me, how have you, as the executive director, handled things? You've completely disgraced the Ning family!"
Ning Man'an looked at the documents scattered at her feet, then looked up at her furious father.
This time, she neither refuted nor argued.
She simply bent down, picked up the documents from the floor one by one, and rearranged them on the table.
Ning Man'an's voice was hoarse, but unusually firm: "Daddy, I will handle this matter well. I will immediately activate the risk isolation mechanism and completely sever ties with Jialin Group."
"I will take full responsibility for the follow-up issues of the Huangpu Garden project, minimize the losses of the Ning family, and never allow the Ning family's reputation and interests to be damaged in any way."
Looking at his daughter's pale yet resolute face, Ning Zhengkun felt as if something was blocking the anger in his chest, preventing him from fully venting it.
He walked back to his desk and sat down heavily.
Ning Zhengkun rubbed his throbbing temples, his voice filled with deep weariness—
"Fine... I'll give you one last chance. If you can't handle this, can't recover the losses, and can't stabilize the situation, then don't blame me for personally convening an emergency board meeting. I will personally take over this project, or hand it over to A-Yu. After this, don't go against A-Yu anymore!"
This is practically a blatant ultimatum.
Ning Man'an's body stiffened almost imperceptibly.
But she didn't refute it; she just nodded slightly, her voice low but firm: "I understand."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out of the office with steady steps.
But that straight back, under the lights of the empty corridor, looked somewhat desolate and lonely.
As soon as the office door closed, Ning Man'an saw Ning Bingyu standing not far outside the door, seemingly about to come in.
His handsome, mature face was expressionless, and his deep, almond-shaped eyes were calm and serene as he looked at her.
The air in the corridor seemed to freeze for a moment.
Ning Bingyu broke the silence first: "Chen Jingsong has been formally arrested by the Independent Commission Against Corruption. Sister, what are you planning to do about this mess at Huangpu Garden?"
His tone was ambiguous, neither revealing whether he was concerned nor provocative.
Ning Man'an glanced at him coldly: "Don't worry about it. Huangpu Garden will be fine. It's a project I've poured my heart and soul into. No one can easily reap the benefits."
After saying that, she didn't look at Ning Bingyu again and walked straight towards the elevator.
Ning Bingyu watched her departing figure, his eyes behind his glasses flickering slightly.
He remained silent for a few seconds, then turned around and, guided by Ning Zhengkun's secretary, pushed open the office door that Ning Man'an had just slammed shut.
...
Soon after, the Ning Group's powerful public relations machine began to operate at high speed.
At several emergency press conferences, the Ning family spokesperson used precise wording and a sincere attitude.
On the one hand, it acknowledged oversights in its cooperation with Jialin Group and apologized to the public and investors.
On the other hand, they made a strong statement that they would use all legal means to recover the losses and completely sever ties with Jialin Group.
The report highlighted Ning's Group's sound financial condition and the tremendous success of the first phase of the Huangpu Garden project.
The Ning family will do everything in its power to ensure the smooth progress of the Huangpu Garden project and protect the interests of homebuyers.
At the same time, Ning's Group, with its strong financial strength and long-standing reputation, quickly communicated with major partner banks.
To calm market sentiment and mobilize its own funds to stabilize the stock price.
After all, the Ning family has been deeply rooted in Hong Kong for decades, with a strong foundation and businesses all over the world.
They are not comparable to nouveau riche like Jialin, who rose to prominence through high leverage and speculation.
The fact that Huangpu Garden Phase I sold out immediately upon its launch further demonstrates the project's value and market acceptance.
The market's panic was gradually calmed down by Ning's series of powerful public relations moves.
Although Ning's stock price failed to immediately return to its previous high, it managed to stop the precipitous drop and began to slowly recover.
After the initial shock and panic, Hong Kong citizens and investors seem more willing to believe—
This is merely a setback encountered by Hong Kong's richest family on their path of expansion, not a harbinger of their impending downfall.
The Ning family's giant ship continues to sail steadily in Victoria Harbour.
...
Regent Hotel
Ning Bing'an, dressed in a snow-white chef's uniform, was intently spreading delicate cream on a freshly baked cake base.
The butter knife seemed to come alive in his hands; each scrape was even and smooth, with an almost obsessive beauty.
In another corner of the kitchen, Cha Meiling leaned against a bar stool.
Her posture was languid and sexy, and a red dress accentuated her curves and alluring figure.
She gazed at Ning Bing'an's focused profile, a playful smile curving her red lips as she exhaled a pale blue smoke ring—
"Brother Bing'an, the stock market has been very volatile lately. You must have made a lot of money from that short-selling deal with Jialin, right?"
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