"Xiao Yoo, are you ready? Okay, start acquiring stocks of Fu Lin and Feng Shang. Tell Ah Feng to have them visit the shareholders of both groups one by one. No matter what methods you use, I want to become the largest shareholder of both groups within a week."
There was a crisp sound as Liao Jinglin’s coffee cup fell to the ground. His mouth agape, his hands stiffly maintained the motion of holding the cup, his eyes unblinkingly wide staring at the calm and composed woman opposite him, his heart pounding wildly, "thump thump" incessantly.
An Yiqing looked at Liao Jinglin, who seemed to have lost his soul, and continued speaking on the phone: "There’s one more thing, notify all the major banks to refuse granting loans to Fu Lin and Fengshang Group. If they don’t listen, invite those bank presidents for a meal, and have a good talk with them about life."
After arranging everything, An Yiqing hung up the phone and slowly reached out her hand, waving it a few times in front of Liao Jinglin’s eyes.
"Wake up, come back to your senses."
"..." Liao Jinglin reacted as though he were a statue.
"Jinglin, there’s a fire, wake up," An Yiqing’s mouth twitched as she continued.
"..." Liao Jinglin continued to be petrified.
An Yiqing bit her teeth fiercely, rolled her eyes helplessly, and shouted loudly, "Jinglin, the company has lost money!"
As soon as her words fell, Liao Jinglin jumped up from the couch in a flash.
"What? Lost money? How much? But I clearly remember that I locked the account books in the secret compartment!" He stood up and hurriedly lifted the carpet under the coffee table, sticking his butt up high as he pried open a small hole in the floor.
Watching the man with his butt sticking up, An Yiqing’s eyelids involuntarily twitched, struggling to control the all energies within her, fearing she might kick Liao Jinglin flying with a single kick.
"Cough cough! Cough!"
An Yiqing coughed lightly a few times and sat back down to read the newspaper.
Liao Jinglin’s action of rolling up his sleeves paused slightly, his soul instantly returning, as he realized what he had been doing.
His handsome face turned red "with a whoosh," and for the first time in his life, Liao Jinglin felt shy.
"Uh... Miss, your strategies are truly ingenious, such clever schemes," he choked out dryly.
Watching Liao Jinglin’s awkward and embarrassed appearance, An Yiqing shook her head amusingly and said with annoyance, "Enough, no need to butter me up. I know I rank lower in your heart than a bank card!"
"Heh, how could that be, Miss! This money is all yours, after all! As the most professional and loyal finance manager, I must always remember to firmly guard your rear, ensuring no trouble arises that might affect even the innocents!"
Liao Jinglin’s words became increasingly erratic, and when An Yiqing heard the phrase "trouble in the rear," she almost spit out a mouthful of tea.
Trouble in the rear... cough cough, the only person in her rear was Ah Lin, and if there dared to be a second person, it wouldn’t just be trouble, cough cough, it would be a trip to heaven...
While Liao Jinglin and An Yiqing were idly chattering, Fulin Group and Fengshang Group nearly turned upside down.
Because their shareholders were unhappy, they were now divided into two camps: one supporting the continued sale of fixed assets to cash out, and the other opposing. Their reason was that if the raw materials couldn’t produce top-grade jade, then the company’s strength would be greatly diminished!
They said, gambling is gambling; it always comes with risks.
Truthfully, everyone knew this principle, but because of the eighty percent chance that the raw materials would turn green, some had completely lost their reason.