After making a few phone calls, the old directors who wanted him to sell his shares all laughed and told him to keep playing around and making trouble.
Lin Congzhi leaned back lazily, a slight smile playing on his lips.
Everything was going according to his plan. He wanted to see what other tricks Ji Zhenye had up his sleeve.
...
The chairmen he had oppressed called him one by one to tell him that they were not afraid of their companies going bankrupt.
Ji Zhenye, sitting in his office, was very surprised and then couldn't figure it out.
Logically speaking, people without powerful backers shouldn't be so confident. Why is this so unusual?
He had no choice but to send someone to find out the reason behind it.
On Monday, the share prices of all the companies in which Lin Congzhi held shares fell.
In addition, orders were cancelled one after another.
Ji Zhenye planned to use the stock market and performance indicators to force Lin Congzhi to submit.
Early in the morning, Lin Congzhi received dozens of extremely tense and frightened phone calls.
Lin Congzhi was extremely anxious, but then he used a gentle tone to persuade them not to be afraid, assuring them that he would handle the matter and ensure that their companies would continue to operate normally.
Various departments within the company also called to tell him about the extremely serious situation.
Lin Congzhi responded by calming them down and getting them back to their work.
Sitting in her office, Jiang Yimei was a little puzzled. Why hadn't Lin Congzhi brought in the documents yet?
When she came out, she found that Lin Congzhi's phone had been ringing off the hook, with a call coming in almost every few seconds.
Realizing the impending crisis, she quickly walked over and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? What happened?"
Lin Congzhi, his mouth dry, answered with some difficulty: "Ji Zhenye, that cunning old fox, has launched a counterattack. Many companies have been implicated and are coming to complain and seek solutions."
Jiang Yimei felt like she was sitting on pins and needles, as if she had a thorn in her side: "What should we do now? The company won't really go bankrupt, will it?"
Lin Congzhi remained calm and reassured her, "It's alright, I'm here, you won't fall."
Even so, seeing Lin Congzhi in such a state of distress, Jiang Yimei really couldn't muster any confidence.
Is there anything I can do to help you?
Lin Congzhi answered without hesitation: "Yes, let me hug you, it will make me feel relaxed and refreshed."
Jiang Yimei retorted angrily, "What time is it? You still have the mood to have such wild thoughts and take advantage of me."
Lin Congzhi's eyes were firm and very urgent: "I'm serious, I'm just asking if you're willing?"
This was clearly a trap, but Jiang Yimei wasn't fooled: "No way!"
Lin Congzhi was unwilling to give up: "Then you can at least give me a massage, okay?"
This is barely acceptable.
Jiang Yimei then stepped forward, walked behind Lin Congzhi, and placed her hand on Lin Congzhi's shoulder to begin massaging him.
When she looked ahead, she realized that the company's stock price had plummeted, with all stocks showing losses.
"Damn, they said there was no problem, but it's fallen like this."
Lin Congzhi calmly replied, "It's nothing, nothing, don't worry."
"At a time like this, you are still so calm."
Jiang Yimei pouted, finding it hard to understand.
Most people would have been anxious and at a loss by now.
Lin Congzhi smiled slightly, looking calm: "My counterattack hasn't even begun yet, so there's no need to worry."
Jiang Yimei asked, puzzled: "Your counterattack? What will you use to counterattack?"
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