Shadow Empire

Chapter 485 The Last Punch

As he spoke, the president glanced in the direction of the restroom, but he did not see the vice president.

If he just peed, he should be back.

Is he taking a shit?

Thinking of this, a hint of unhappiness, or perhaps discomfort, flashed in his eyes.

He doesn't like people pooping in his house, the smell will fill the bathroom, and they will even sit on his toilet and poop in it.

He didn't like this, but it was not convenient for him to say it. Every time there were guests at home and they used his toilet, he would give the cleaner a few more dollars and ask the cleaner to spray disinfectant more times and clean it more times.

He actually doesn't have mysophobia, he just simply doesn't like anyone interfering in his life.

The apartment is small, but it creates an environment that makes him feel safe, and he doesn't want the atmosphere of other people to be contaminated here.

He withdrew his gaze from the distance and placed it on Lance, waiting for his answer.

This was what he was most curious about. He also understood the operations of these people. To be honest, they were very standardized financial methods.

Once any company loses all its liquid cash, it will be like a lamb on the chopping block, ready to be slaughtered.

Just find a creditor to sue for debt repayment. If the company has no money, the court will force it to go bankrupt or auction its property to repay the debt.

What is auctioned may not necessarily be decided by the company, but may also be decided by the court.

Who attends the auction and how much the items can be sold for are decided by the gentlemen standing in front of the chopping block and sitting at the dining table.

Something worth 10 million yuan, they say it is only worth 50,000 yuan, so it is worth 50,000 yuan!

The bloody and cruel plunder of capital has always been naked. There is no word "dignity" in the plunder of capital.

Whether it's predator or prey.

However, the current situation is not too bad for Mr. President. As long as the company’s stock price keeps rising, they will never lose this “game”!
So, he was very curious. Their final "sniper attack" should have failed, so why did the young man in front of him seem so... not panicked?

He doesn't understand.

Once January 15th has passed, with the company's subsequent efforts and the stock price continuing to rise and recover, their conspiracy will not succeed at all, and they may suffer a huge loss!

You know, they are still shorting the company's stock!

So he looked at Lance with a hint of inquiry and expectation, hoping that he could give him an answer.

Lance's hand was holding the wine glass and turning it slowly. "This is indeed a good question. It's not difficult to solve it. All we need to do is prevent the stock price from rising."

"For example..."

Mr. President repeated his words, "For example?"

Lance picked up his glass and touched it with the president's glass. "Did the president of Liji Group commit suicide?"

In an instant, the president felt like he was electrocuted and his whole body was numb!

Then a chill appeared from the tips of his toes and quickly spread throughout his body!

He stood up suddenly, and the chair legs made an unpleasant scraping sound on the floor, leaving marks.

He hated it most when people did this, and he didn't like those noises, but now, he couldn't care less!
He looked at Lance's eyes filled with fear and anxiety. Lance swallowed the wine in his mouth and put the glass back on the table.

At this time, the sound of a door opening was heard in the room. The vice president was standing outside the bathroom and he opened the door of the room.

Several people wearing "decoration company" uniforms and baseball caps walked in from outside the door.

"Who are you!", his voice had changed, the vice president took a last look at his long-time partner, sighed, left the apartment and closed the door.

Lance picked up the spoon and tongs and put some more fried beef cubes on his plate, then poured some sauce from the sauce pot next to him on the beef cubes.

He added a small amount of cream to the sauce, which made the beef cubes coated with the sauce taste better and have a stronger milky flavor!

I have to say that Mr. President’s fried beef cubes are indeed delicious, and this is definitely not a compliment.

In addition to selecting the best ingredients, which were the kind of high-quality beef that cost dozens of dollars a pound, the seasoning he used was also very good, and the heat for frying was just right.

It tastes delicious, and when paired with the side dishes, the aroma of beef and butter fat fills your mouth and teeth.

The only sounds in the room were the president's panicked breathing and the sound of Lance's knife and fork accidentally scraping against the plate.

He has tried his best to avoid this, but sometimes... you know, it is not always possible to accurately avoid this embarrassing situation!
Four young men walked past Lance and towards the panicked president, who shouted for help to attract the attention of the neighbors.

But he forgot that this was a high-end apartment and sound-proofing materials were used during its construction and decoration.

Even if the speakers next door are playing extremely loud music, you can't hear anything because of the wall!
For the first time, the president hated the fact that his room was so well soundproofed. He seemed to have forgotten that he once praised the soundproofing measures here as strongly as he did now.

He was stunned for a moment, then rushed to the window. If he stuck his head out and shouted, maybe someone would hear him!
In the city, a homeless man looked up at the exterior wall of an apartment building and thought he heard a sound, but it was fleeting.

In the end, he thought the sound was just an auditory hallucination. Who the hell would scream in the middle of the night?

His attention was quickly drawn to cigarette butts dropped by pedestrians on the roadside. He picked it up without even caring whether it was dirty or not and started smoking it.

Hiram grabbed Mr. President's hair, pulled his head back outside, and closed the window.

"Fuck, let me go!" The president struggled hard, but was greeted with a fist!

"Pain education" is the most direct and effective way for humans to learn rules, whether it is a child, an adult, the elderly, or even a dog!

In the face of pain, they can quickly grasp what those in control need them to learn.

He was brought to the dining table, and with a bang, his head was pressed hard onto the table.

The vibration of the table caused a piece of beef to escape from Lance's knife and fork and roll onto the table.

Lance glanced at Hiram with some dissatisfaction, "I'm not done yet, brother!"

Hiram was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I'll treat you when we get out."

Lance sighed, "There are a lot of foods out there, but this is the last meal of beef cubes made by the president himself."

He picked up the napkin and wiped his mouth, then wrapped up the escaped beef skin and put it aside.

He looked at the president whose head was pressed on the dining table and who could only look at him with his head tilted, and said with a smile, "Now do you know why the stock price will continue to plummet?"

Lance lit a cigarette. Although he had just drunk a little, he was still a little drunk.

The smoke spewing out of his mouth made his vision a little blurry. After struggling for a few times and failing to break free, the president looked at him with panic on his face instead of the playfulness just now.

"I...can quit!"

"I can transfer all my stocks to you for free!"

"I can disappear immediately. I can go abroad, anywhere. I promise I will never appear in the Federation again!"

Lance shook his head, "This is not what we want."

The others had already started cleaning up the traces in the room. After Lance and the others arrived, they sat in the living room for a while, then went to the dining room, and did not go anywhere else.

Including the vice president, who actually stood in the bathroom instead of sitting on the toilet.

They were very careful to clean up all traces left behind, including the dishes they had used.

Lance pointed at the dishes on the table, "There's too much here. It doesn't look like enough for one person. Take some away."

A young man took the president's fork and knife and adjusted the four dishes on the table so that they looked suitable for one person.

They took away a considerable portion of the food in bags, and wiped all places where fingerprints might have been left with deerskin.

The president kept begging and promised to give Lance countless money, but he couldn't make Lance let him go.

"You must be curious about my name."

He looked at the panting CEO and said with a smile, "I am a small person from Golden Harbor City, my name is 'Lance White'."

"You hired a killer, but the killer was not professional enough to kill me, 'Lance White'." He curled his lips, "So... Good night, Mr. President!"

Lance shook his fingers twice and walked outside, where he heard the president's cries for help!

As the window opened, he shouted frantically, and the sound quickly became farther and farther away.

The vice president sitting in the car was a little uneasy. His eyes were scattered and kept looking at everything around him. He knew what was happening above and what he would see next.

He felt that he was mentally prepared, but at this moment, he still felt a burst of fear!
The sudden "bang bang" sound made him shiver. He turned around suddenly and saw a homeless man with a fawning look on his face standing on the sidewalk next to the car.

"Please, sir, it's only five cents. I haven't eaten for two days."

The vice president was very dissatisfied. He was frightened. He looked at the homeless man with a less friendly expression, "Get out of my sight!"

The strange smell of the tramp came in, but he did not leave. He still held his worn-out fisherman's hat with holes in it, hunched over, and said, "Please be kind, kind sir, God will bless you..."

I don't know why, but the vice president was silent for a while, then he took out a five-dollar bill from his pocket and handed it over.

Just when the homeless man widened his eyes and wanted to say something, there was a sudden "bang" and both of them felt the ground shaking.

Not far from them, there was a person lying on the ground!

It was like... he had been there from the beginning and no one knew how he appeared.

Blood splattered everywhere. The homeless man was stunned for a moment, then he ran towards the "person", and the homeless people around him also rushed over.

When they turned the body over, Mr. Vice President saw the broken and distorted face.

The homeless found a wallet in the body's pocket and soon started fighting over its ownership.

The vice president, who was sitting in the car, was stunned for a while, and soon saw Lance and the people around him coming out of the building.

They left in different vehicles, and Lance got into the vice president's car.

"You can have your friends over, they will love the news."

The vice president knows a lot of reporters from the media, and as the vice president, handling the company's media public relations is also one of his jobs.

He drove the car to a farther place, then wrapped the receiver with a handkerchief and began to dial a number.

Soon, reporters arrived before the police and they surrounded the body and took photos frantically.

More than ten minutes later, a police car came rushing over and dispersed the onlookers.

"Do we want to disperse these reporters?" asked the police officer in charge of maintaining order at the scene when the sheriff got out of the car.

The sheriff shook his head. "Leave their phone numbers here. We may be able to use them."

Sometimes reporters will record some clues, pictures, etc. that existed before the police arrived but were destroyed after they arrived.

He will contact these reporters when he thinks it is necessary.

The apartment manager has come out, his legs are trembling!

Someone jumped from the apartment building, and no matter what the reason was, his job might be over!
"Do you know who this is?" the sheriff gave the administrator a cigarette.

The administrator didn't think of smoking at first, but after taking one look at the broken face, he couldn't help but start gagging.

Fortunately, the sheriff helped him light a cigarette in time, which made him feel a little better.

"This... Ugh, this seems to be... Sir."

The sheriff had heard of this name because not long ago another gentleman with the same famous name died accidentally in an ice cave.

He frowned, realizing that this case was not a simple one.

Of course it’s not simple. In less than three weeks, two absolutely core figures of a listed company died.

A chairman of the board and a chief executive officer, no one would believe that there is no connection between them!

He quickly called the sheriff who was in charge of the case involving the board chairman, and then just asked someone to maintain order.

Not long after, another police car arrived at the scene. After he told the police what happened here, he drove away with a slightly gloating and lucky expression.

Only the other sheriff was left, with a look of astonishment on his face, holding his waist and looking at the scene angrily.

"Fuck, what are you doing? Get to work!"

He shouted, "Headache!"

Early the next morning, all the newspapers in Jinzhou reported the news.

《Liji Group CEO fell to his death》

They didn't say whether it was suicide, accident, or murder.

The scene was cleaned up so thoroughly that they couldn't find any trace of a second person!
Because they could not find any traces, they had no way of knowing whether it was an accident or murder.

If this was an accident... this is obviously the best outcome at the moment and no one will be in trouble.

Whether it is the sheriff or police chief in charge of the case, or the executors hiding in the shadows, or the masterminds hiding behind the scenes.

They will have no trouble, everyone will have no conflict, everything will be as quiet and peaceful as every day.

But if this is a murder case, then the case of the chairman of the board falling into the water, which had been closed before, would also need to be reinvestigated.

Even his two big-shot friends will be included in the investigation list!
This is very troublesome.

But no matter how worried the sheriff or the police chief is, it cannot change the fact that Liji Group’s stock price plummeted again at the opening!

This time, the situation is even worse.

The series of incidents involving the top executives of the Liji Group have caused the public, who are already supporters of conspiracy theories, to become excited.

No one would have the idea that “they are facing conspiracy and persecution, so we need to buy their stocks to help them through the difficulties.” Most people would like to stay away from them as soon as possible!

Including those stock investors, whose massive selling at the moment of opening caused the stock to plummet.

At the same time, the Supreme Court gave its verdict in the morning, upholding the first trial verdict of the Jingang City Urban Court. Sky Garden Trading Company won and the original verdict was upheld.

In view of the fact that Liji Group had repeatedly interfered with judicial justice, the court imposed a punitive fine of 45 million yuan, together with liquidated damages and late payment fees, totaling a little over 50 million yuan.

It’s really just a little bit, just a few hundred thousand yuan more.

But the destructiveness it brings is beyond people’s imagination!

Liji Group held an emergency board meeting and shareholders meeting, where everyone gathered together to discuss how to overcome this difficult time.

However, from their pessimistic expressions, it can be seen that everyone has given up any hope of being able to get through this safely!
bang...

It wasn't a collapse, it was a bang. The cork of the champagne bottle was pushed out by the increasing air pressure. The foamy liquid flowed out from the bottle mouth, and everyone in the room had smiles on their faces!

Lance stood in the corner, holding a goblet in his hand, and Tom stood beside him.

"In a few days, our friends will announce the gambling agreement to the outside world, and the entire industry will face a high-level reshuffle."

Lance glanced at him, "They've been killed."

Tom nodded and said, "So the money will be converted into shares, and it will be a considerable amount of shares. There will be some other operations. In short, the Liji Group is finished."

He paused for a moment and said, "Actually, this is not correct. It will still exist. After all, it can bring huge profits."

“As long as there is profit to be squeezed out, they will not allow it to fall.”

This is the federation, this is capital politics. When capital and politics are highly combined, they become the most terrifying thing in the world.
The golden champagne exudes a sacred glow in the colorful light reflected by the crystal chandelier, shining on every excited face!

"cheers!"

(End of this chapter)