He tried to explain.
"Misunderstanding?" A cold voice interrupted.
In the corner, the representative sent by Jiang Group, a young man who usually didn't say much, stood up.
He held up his phone, the screen facing Fu Chen. "Mr. Fu, I just received an anonymous email with a photo of you and Mr. Martin at the club. The time was exactly after the 'technical cooperation fee' was approved. Do you need any explanation?"
As the young man spoke, he projected the content of the email onto the big screen.
In the photo, Fu Chen and Martin were toasting each other, and the background didn't look like a place for serious business talks.
There were also several account records in the email attachments. Although they were written in a vague manner, everyone present was an old fox and could see the problem at a glance.
Fu Chen stared at the photo on the screen, the blood color on his face faded away little by little, and finally turned grayish white.
He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a word, as if his throat was blocked.
It's over, these are the only two words in his mind.
Mr. Wen, who had been sitting next to Fu Chen and had been silent, sighed heavily, his wrinkled face full of disappointment.
He slowly stood up, his voice a little hoarse, but full of weight: "I propose that an extraordinary shareholders' meeting be held immediately to remove Fu Chen from his position as CEO! Set up an investigation team to investigate! The Fu family's century-old reputation cannot be ruined like this!"
"Agree with Mr. Wen's proposal"
"Agreed! We must investigate thoroughly!"
There was an immediate response from the audience.
Fu Chen looked at these shareholders who were usually polite and even a little fawning to him, and now each of them had either anger or questioning expressions on their faces.
The news spread throughout the circle like wings.
The stock price of Fu Group was falling, and the entire company was on the verge of collapse.
The top management made phone calls everywhere to try to stabilize the situation, but it was too late.
The authorities quickly intervened, and Xu Zhao tried to escape, but was caught red-handed in his apartment.
As for Martin, he seemed to have disappeared from the world and there was no news at all.
The lights in the detention center's visiting room were blindingly white.
Xu Zhao was wearing a uniform, his hair was cut very short, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked much more listless.
He looked across the glass at Jiang Tingchen, who was dressed in a suit and tie, and suddenly grinned. As he grinned, tears came out.
"Boss Jiang, I really... didn't expect you to come see me." Xu Zhao wiped his face hastily, his voice hoarse. "I, Xu Zhao, have come to this day, and I've asked you to come here in person."
Jiang Tingchen didn't say anything, just looked at him.
Xu Zhao ignored him and continued to talk to himself, "That idiot Fu Chen even sent someone to pass on a message before the accident, saying he would give me 20 million yuan to take the blame and guarantee that he would be fine. 20 million yuan...did he think I was a beggar?"
He paused, his eyes a little vague. "Martin is more open-minded than him. Martin came to me and said that if I could install a gadget in Fu Chen's study and record how they calculated the Ning's equity, he would give me a large sum of money, enough for me to live comfortably abroad for the rest of my life. I wouldn't have to worry about other people's expressions or my sister who doesn't know what to do."
Xu Zhao's gaze returned to Jiang Tingchen's face again, and the meaning of that look was hard to tell.
"They all treat me as a mindless thug, a chess piece, to be manipulated however they want and thrown away when they're done..." He leaned closer to the glass, his voice lowered to a whisper, "Actually, I've long..."
"Time's up." The supervisor next to him interrupted him coldly.
The expression on Xu Zhao's face froze for a moment, and then returned to his nonchalant look.
He was taken away. Before leaving, he turned back and looked at Jiang Tingchen again. His eyes were meaningful.
Jiang Tingchen watched Xu Zhao disappear behind the iron gate before standing up. His assistant leaned over and whispered, "Mr. Jiang, there's news from the technical team. The recording that Attorney Xu Zhao handed over has been authenticated and proven to be untampered with. Fu Chen's voice is clear on the line. He said, 'I don't care how the funds go or how we clean it up afterwards. I just want Ning's shares, no matter the cost.' The voiceprint matches, and it's him."
Jiang Tingchen nodded and walked out of the detention center.
I don't know when it started raining outside, the fine raindrops were floating, and the whole city was gray.
He got in the car, and the raindrops hit the window, making everything blurry.
He took out his cell phone and dialed Ning Nanxue's number.
The phone rang a few times before it connected. Ning Nanxue's voice was a little hoarse, but still full of energy: "Hello?"
"Nanxue," Jiang Tingchen said in a steady voice, "It's me."
"Yeah, I heard it. What's wrong?" Ning Nanxue asked.
"Fu Chen's board meeting just started." Jiang Tingchen briefly described the situation in the meeting room. "Now, the real show has begun. It's time to let him experience what it means to be pushed down by everyone."
There was silence on the other end of the line for a few seconds, and then Ning Nanxue's voice came again, with a barely perceptible tremor: "He...deserved it."
"Xu Zhao also went in and vomited something." Jiang Tingchen continued, "The chain of evidence is almost complete."
"Where's Martin?"
"Still looking. But Fu Chen's ship has begun to sink." Jiang Tingchen looked at the rain outside the window. "Are you ready?"
Ning Nanxue took a breath and said in a firm voice, "I'm ready anytime."
"good."
An announcement was silently posted on the official website of Ning Group, and the timing was just right, just before the stock market opened.
The letter was written in black and white, the wording was merciless: "In view of the fact that the Fu Group is suspected of unfair competition and other illegal activities in its business cooperation, which has caused significant losses to the Ning Group, our company has obtained relevant evidence and has submitted a report to the China Securities Regulatory Commission and judicial authorities."
Below the announcement, a picture caught people's attention.
Although blurred, the words "Agreement to Acquire 20% Equity of Ning Group" are still clearly visible, and the signature at the end is even more familiar.
The filming location was the redwood desk in Fu Chen's study. Someone was so sharp-eyed that they even found out the brand and value of the desk.
As soon as the news came out, the Internet was in an uproar.
All major financial sections and social platforms were flooded with this news.
News pushes came one after another, "Fu's Scam", "Ning Nanxue Tears Off Her Ex-husband", "Fu's Equity Scandal", all of which were followed by the glaring word "explosive", firmly occupying the hot search list.
"Oh my god, Ning Nanxue is cutting off the firewood from under the cauldron!"
"We have all the photos. How are we going to develop them this time?"
"Serves you right! This is karma for what I did to Ning Nanxue before!"
The stock investor group was in an uproar, with all kinds of screenshots, analyses, and speculations flying around, accompanied by overwhelming curses against the Fu family.
Fu's stock price was already shaky due to the previous turmoil. After the opening, it did not even struggle and directly fell to the limit, with the orders frozen.
Downstairs of the Fu Group headquarters, reporters and shareholders were packed like a sea, blocking the way and flash cameras were clicking non-stop.
Fu Chen, surrounded by several bodyguards, had a sullen face and lowered the brim of his hat as he tried to slip out through the side door.
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