Two months’ time is but a flick of the fingers in the Cultivation World.
But in the mortal world, it’s enough time for a lot to happen.
These days, Lin Yingying had a hard time.
She knew the Yan Family was coming on strong, but she still underestimated their power.
In every confrontation, they struck fatal blows from the political, commercial, and civil sectors, catching Lin Yingying off guard.
She didn’t have time to cut back the burdens of Lin’s Group before over a thousand factory workers organized and demonstrated in protest outside the company’s doors.
A conglomerate of this size is bound to have management gaps.
Moreover, these factories were under the management of the Lin Family relatives.
Without this crisis, Lin Yingying would not have known to what extent these places had been exploited by her own relatives.
These people were veritable parasites.
The downstream garment factories received subsidies from the group each month.
Even so, the workers were still owed three months’ wages.
The situation at Binhai City West Logistics Park was even more absurd; despite having signed contracts and negotiated demolition projects.
The surrounding villagers suddenly refused to relocate, raising their price demands tenfold.
Several of the group’s downstream real estate projects were investigated daily by departments like environmental protection and taxation in Binhai City.
Each investigation meant a one-day delay in the schedule.
The authorities didn’t say they were shutting you down, but they were just carrying out "routine" inspections, which impeded normal operations.
The stock market was an even bigger mess, with major stakeholders maliciously obstructing upstream at any cost.
As a result, Lin’s Group’s shares, like those of Wuu Corporation, roller coastered, first surging dramatically and then plummeting at the market opening every day.
Even Ant Technology Company, a recent investment by Lin’s Group, was repeatedly embroiled in scandals involving unlicensed thuggish bodyguards harassing their employers.
Online affairs, real or fake, put Ant Group in the eye of the storm within two days under the deliberate manipulation of some influencers.
In Lin’s Group’s office, Lin Yingying sat across from Long Fei, hugging her legs on the sofa and weeping like a bullied child, "What should I do? I can hardly hold on any longer."
Long Fei flipped through the recent financial reports and various negative news articles, slightly furrowing his brows.
He had been away for only a few days and hadn’t imagined the Yan Family would dare to bully his wife .
They really thought they were Wuu Decai, thinking they could manipulate the situation as they pleased.
He didn’t say much to comfort her, as life is long and Lin Yingying had to learn to face setbacks.
Since returning from studying abroad, her journey had been smooth sailing.
This crisis was a first for her.
Addressing the current situation, Long Fei suggested to Lin Yingying, "Currently, we have three main issues. First is the official side, where no one dares speak up for Lin’s Group. Second is our cash flow problem; the banks have stopped lending and we need at least fifty billion for all projects to operate normally. The third is public opinion; we must win this battle to stabilize the stock price."
Lin Yingying wiped away her tears and responded, "I’ve mobilized relationships in the Capital City for the officials, and still, there is no news. As for finances, the deficit is too large. I’ve borrowed from everywhere, and now I’ve only managed to gather twenty billion. Regarding public opinion, I’ve reached out to several influencers, but they just ignore me. Other influences are avoiding us and don’t dare to speak out."
"That’s normal; with the Yan Family sabotaging us from behind, no one wants to touch this ill fate. Your task now is to consolidate funds and shed all downstream burdens, keeping only Lin’s Group’s core business. Leave everything else to me; I will take care of it."
Long Fei appeared calm, facing the enormous storm as if he were playing a very mundane game.
Lin Yingying watched him in a daze, wondering if this was still the same man who just guarded doors.
It seemed that with him around, there was nothing she couldn’t overcome.
With him, she had a harbor to rely on.
After their talk, just as they were about to get busy,
Su Qi hurried in, addressing Lin Yingying, "Director Lin, Lei Jun is here."
Lin Yingying and Long Fei exchanged glances, and when Long Fei nodded, she then instructed, "Let him come over!"
With Long Fei present, she felt an inexplicable calm in her heart, far from the panic she had felt before.
After a while, the office door was knocked.
Su Qi invited Lei Jun in, who was brimming with smug satisfaction, followed by a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked like a lawyer.
Lei Jun stared at Lin Yingying and curved his lips into a smile, as if he were a victor looking at his prey under control.
In the two months of his interactions with Lin Yingying, his interest in her grew ever greater.
She was beautiful, proud, brimming with business acumen and intelligence, the embodiment of all the favors bestowed by God.
He felt in his heart that only such a woman was worthy of him.
In front of Lin Yingying, that tigress from his family, Yan Danni, meant nothing, and Zhang Li, with only a junior college degree, meant nothing.
He suddenly realized he had lived in vain all these years.
Only by conquering such a woman could he truly consider himself successful.
As he planned to utterly destroy Lin’s Group, he felt it was time to make a goodwill gesture to this woman.
Thus, to let her know who really controlled her fate.
He stood in place, waiting for Lin Yingying to helplessly greet him, to bow and scrape for his mercy, to kneel before him in submission.
Unfortunately, these were all fantasies. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩
Lin Yingying didn’t even stand up, but instead coldly stared at him and said, "What are you doing here?"
Lei Jun felt a bit let down, suddenly thinking this woman was a bit crazy.
Even at this point, she was still deluded.
He glanced at Long Fei, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he thought to himself, was it because of this man that she dared to be so disrespectful to him?
He recognized the man; the Yan Family had given him comprehensive information.
A man with only a high school diploma, who had picked up garbage in the city, and later studied Eight-Trigrams Palm under Zhou Yunshen, becoming Lin Yingying’s bodyguard.
He heard that he even had a marriage contract with Lin Yingying.
Such a lowly man dared to compete with him for a woman?
Lei Jun wasn’t angered by Lin Yingying’s rudeness; in his view, it was just a little wild cat putting up a feeble struggle in his play.
Still wearing a light smile, he said, "Director Lin, I’ve come to offer you a way out this time, I hope you don’t misunderstand my goodwill."
He moved forward, intending to sit down.
Even in someone else’s office, he wanted to show off his regal air.
But he hadn’t taken more than a couple of steps when his feet seemed glued to the ground, too heavy to lift.
He was taken aback, suddenly struggling.
The suction suddenly disappeared, and due to inertia, he uncontrollably staggered backward and plopped onto the ground.
Lin Yingying covered her mouth and laughed loudly, "Mr. Lei, are you performing a comedy for me here?"
Lei Jun’s face turned beet red as he climbed up from the ground and hastily straightened his clothes, the flames of anger in his heart rising abruptly.
He glared fiercely at Long Fei, having heard that this man possessed unusual skills, just like the Yan Family.
The incident just now must have been this bastard’s doing!