Huayu: From charlatan to great entertainer

Chapter 537 Mount Emei, I am Vitamin Qian
The air seemed to freeze in the completely enclosed bidding hall, where the undercurrents of various forces intertwined to create a bizarre and unpredictable scene.

The old chairman watched as the leaders left their seats, recalling Liu Qin's final scream. He was now in a state of exhaustion after the frenzy, and was helped up by Lu Zhiqiang, slumped into a chair. This was a dramatic collapse of the power standoff.
The staff of the Beijing Stock Exchange began the bidding process in an orderly manner. Amidst the electronic voice mechanically repeating the procedures and rules, representatives from all parties were rapidly typing on their computers, indicating that the capital instruments were preparing for a change.
As for the even more absurd scenes of life, they can be found in the elderly man weeping here, and in the sword fights in America there, and so on.

"Director Li." Zhuang Xu and Lu Kuan at the bidding desk exchanged a glance and suddenly spoke into the microphone.

The staff inside the venue and the remaining leaders who were responsible for guiding the tour all looked at him.

"Hello, please speak."

Zhuang Xu calmly said, "Regarding this bidding process, putting aside Mr. Lu from Oceanwide Holdings and myself, we benefited from the fair and impartial cooperation of our colleagues at the Beijing Stock Exchange, as well as the guidance and direction of the leaders present today. But as things stand now—"

"I believe Mr. Liu is no longer suitable to participate in this bidding process as a representative of the company in a neutral capacity. Otherwise, given his inappropriate words and actions just now, it would be unfair to Harmony Capital."

Today, aside from all irrelevant parties, it's really just a matter between Oceanwide, HarmonyOS, and Linksys.

To use an imperfect analogy, it's like Lianxiang set up a competition to find a husband, with the two companies bidding against each other within the rules to participate in the mixed-ownership reform, and finally reaching an agreement.

However, the former chairman, who is now the founder and chairman of the board, has clearly demonstrated his malice towards one side in his preemptive move, and has basically lost his neutral judgment.

Even though Lianxiang, as a compliant bidding company, was shortlisted, it could only comment and choose based on price factors. However, it cannot be said that Zhuang Xu's objection was improper.

Director Li on the stage was completely dumbfounded. He had such bad luck today, and he hadn't even had a chance to announce the start of the bidding.

His gaze swept over the leaders in the guest seats, then swept over the two men, Lu Kuan and the old chairman, whose postures were quite different. He made a preliminary judgment in his mind, and then performed his management duties in a proper yet tactful manner.

"Regarding the determination of Mr. Liu's qualifications as a bid reviewer, the Beijing Stock Exchange needs to communicate carefully with Lianxiang Group and consult with relevant leaders before giving a reply."

"But given the current situation..."

He paused for a moment: "We respect the reasonable opinions of the bidders. The bidding will be postponed until 2:30 pm. During this period, the Beijing Stock Exchange will organize an expert group to review the qualifications of all parties, the bidding proposals and the compliance of the procedures to ensure that there are no disputes in the subsequent process."

I just got a lecture from the old chairman, and it's already past 11 a.m., so there's hardly any time left in the morning.

Such a postponement is not only compliant with regulations, but also reasonable.

However, the leaders present, who all appeared calm and collected, knew that this was another "pre-trial conference" between the two parties involved.

In judicial practice, the purpose of a pre-trial conference is to clarify the points of contention and exchange evidence before the formal trial, so as to ensure that the trial proceeds more smoothly.
The postponement at this moment also gives the two parties involved one last chance to negotiate off-site, so that the subsequent auction can be completed without any surprises.

However, with the departure of several leaders, the current situation can no longer be described as a "game"; it should be a one-sided reckoning.

There were only a dozen or so people in the bidding hall to begin with, and they all left expressionlessly. It wasn't until Liu Yifei followed Zhuang Xu to the door that she curiously peered inside at the negotiating parties.
"I hope Lu Kuan won't anger him to death; otherwise, things will really get complicated."

Zhuang Xu calmly said, "You underestimate the will of people like the old chairman. They have come through all sorts of bizarre and wonderful times and have been through a lot of trials and tribulations."

"Any vulnerability that is exposed to outsiders is a performance for the purpose of gaining benefits."

As he said -

Inside the bidding hall, the old president, who had just undergone a baptism of madness, was finally able to speak normally with the "traitor" he had been referring to, even though his chest was still heaving uncontrollably.

He looked up, his eyes bloodshot, and stared at the young tycoon: "Lu Kuan, can you finally tell me now? What exactly do you want?"

For Lu and Liu, this opening statement was not at all abrupt; it was a blatant transaction and compromise.

The old chairman had to consider Lian Xiang, Liu Qin, and also just how deep the waters were in the United States for this young man...

"Lianxiang's Junlian Capital-controlled 55% stake in Damai.cn is to be resold to Wenjie Ticketing." Boss Lu had no intention of being polite or exchanging pleasantries with him, and his asking price was straightforward.

"Damai.com is a limited liability company. You are responsible for persuading Ma Yun and others not to cause any unnecessary trouble."

When a shareholder of a limited liability company transfers shares, the original shareholder has the right of first refusal at the same price. If Lao Ma and others are not afraid of being burned, the transaction and business registration change cannot be completed according to the provisions of the Company Law.

But once they got 55% of the shares, the Axis of Evil's plan to launch a surprise attack on the film industry chain of Wenjie, which they had been plotting since the end of last year, collapsed.

After nearly a year of painstaking planning and investing over a billion yuan in his "pure girlfriend," she hasn't even had a chance to enjoy the fruits of his labor before she's about to become someone else's bride, forced to submit to the tyrant's advances.

The old chairman had no time to consider how Ma Yun and others would feel upon learning of this matter. He was only responsible for suppressing opinions as the chairman of the Taishan Association and fulfilling his obligations as a defeated nation to cede territory and pay reparations.

He had to have the amputation done; he needed to save his daughter.

"Ma Yun and Li Yanhong are constantly racking their brains about what you want and what you can do, so why do they remain unmoved when Damai.cn's online ticketing market share is far ahead of the competition?"

The old chairman's tone revealed a rare self-deprecating tone: "So you never intended for Wenjie Ticketing and Damai.cn to engage in a price war from the beginning. Instead, you were prepared to shamelessly achieve your strategic goals by obstructing Lianxiang's mixed-ownership reform."

"Hey? Old Chairman, watch your language. What do you mean by shameless?" Boss Lu smiled and said, "Compared to the underhanded ways of some people, I feel like I could be called a saint."

"Heh, saint." Liu Chuanzhi looked at his shameless smile with a sinister gaze, wishing he could smash his handsome face to pieces with his cane!

What a Wang Jingwei!

"If it weren't for you helping Hollywood Jewish capital enter the mainland, if it weren't for you betraying national interests to the Americans somewhere, including this money from Harmony Capital—"

"I am now increasingly certain that it was a shady scheme by you to collude with foreign capital to attack national enterprises!"

The old chairman seemed to have fallen into a vicious cycle of self-doubt again: "If that weren't the case, why would you be allowed to gather your henchmen and lackeys to persecute Liu Qin and destroy evidence in such a short time?"

He repeated the conclusion he had failed to fully articulate in front of others due to his emotional state, then shook his head somewhat dejectedly:
"I accept the consequences of my bet, and I have nothing more to say."

"But you stand on your so-called moral high ground and still bring in someone like Hu Xijin to criticize me. Isn't that a bit shameless, like the pot calling the kettle black?"

Even though there were only two people in the room at the moment, the usually cautious old chairman still didn't say anything explicitly. However, the subtext in his words clearly indicated that he regarded Lu Kuan as a fellow traveler who was no different from himself.

On the surface, they champion national enterprises, but in reality, their capital operations have no bottom line, and they are even better at disguising themselves than he is.

He believes that Lu Kuan's use of Hong Kong capital chains and cross-border mergers and acquisitions to circumvent capital supervision is essentially no different from Lianxiang's strategy of leveraging foreign investment and exchanging technology for market access, only more covert and international.

Both men were well aware of the survival rule that "capital has no homeland." The only difference was that Lu Kuan wore the cloak of idealism and was extremely good at creating a persona for himself and bewitching the masses, while he was nailed to the pillar of historical shame by public opinion.

Boss Lu listened to everything with a calm expression. The victor always has enough patience to listen to the pale and powerless regrets of the defeated.

What made him both laugh and cry was that the old chairman's repeated accusations of calling him a "traitor" actually came from the bottom of his heart.

Putting himself in their shoes, Chairman Liu believed that if Lu Kuan hadn't sacrificed enough profits to feed those gluttonous capitalists, why would they have protected his businesses in the US, and why would they have launched such a swift and decisive attack on Liu Qin?

The fact that the location could be pinpointed and the arrest carried out in just 30 to 40 minutes gives the old chairman reason to believe that Lu Kuan's collusion with the US has escalated to the level of senior congressmen and officials from secret service agencies such as the FBI.

This conjecture isn't wrong, but it's somewhat biased.

It's true that Boss Lu sold out his interests and paid protection money, but he "took what was right and used it for what was wrong," using the hard-earned money of the American people to feed his own protectors.

The money is American, the connections are personal, and the fault lies with the big short seller Paulson.

Furthermore, no matter how hard Liu Chuanzhi racked his brains, he could never have imagined that the "traitor" in front of him was, to some extent, a loyal subject who had followed the emperor's lead, and who had provided support through the BS Foundation and Twitter during the election campaign.

His vision of the congressional and secret service levels was not bold enough.

Lu Kuan shook his head helplessly, not defending himself, but finding it inexplicably ridiculous that he was "recognized as Wang Jingwei by Qin Hui." He really thought of himself as "one of their own."

Wang Jingwei teased the misguided old chairman with great interest: "I won't respond to your judgment, but our current situation reminds me of a poem—"

"The morning glow reflects the rising sun, and the Buddhist chants accompany the gentle breeze."

"The snow-capped mountains are cold for eternity, and the Emei Peak shines alone."

"You're too arrogant!" Liu Chuanzhi looked at the notorious traitor Wang Jingwei, who actually used Chiang Kai-shek's poem to satirize him!

This poem was written in 1935, when the transport battalion commander mobilized 10 troops to launch the third "encirclement and suppression" campaign against our army in the Shaanxi-Gansu Soviet Area. At the same time, the Central Red Army entered the Sichuan-Kang region during the Long March, with only about 1 troops remaining.

Chiang Kai-shek, accompanied by Soong Mei-ling, leisurely climbed Mount Emei. He witnessed the sea of ​​clouds, the sunrise, and the sound of temple bells. Combined with the temporary military advantage, he naturally felt a sense of pride and self-confidence.

The snow-capped mountains are a satire of the isolated and desolate predicament of our army's revolutionary cause, while "Alone Illuminating Mount Emei" is a self-comparison, implying that he is at the pinnacle of supreme power.

"Lu Kuan, I heard that you played Chiang Ching-kuo in 'The Founding of a Republic'. It seems you were quite pleased with yourself and enjoyed it."

The old chairman was utterly stunned; he truly had no idea that this traitorous dog could be so shameless!

Chiang Kai-shek took Soong Mei-ling to Mount Emei to admire his opponent's predicament and then to glorify himself.
Today, you, Lu Kuan, brought Liu Yifei to ambush this old comrade, and after succeeding, you smugly recited poetry. How similar you are!
Looking back at his past hypocritical donations and patriotic acts, it's utterly disgusting!
Yes, even I feel disgusted!

“Alright, let’s get back to the main topic.” Lu Kuan glanced at the message his wife had sent and looked directly at the old chairman: “Besides Damai.cn, I want all of Lianxiang’s mobile phone business, including patents, channels, and all other assets.”

Liu Chuanzhi frowned, puzzled: "A cell phone?"

“Yes, the mobile phone business is irrelevant to you.” Boss Lu stopped arguing with him. “This afternoon, inform Lu Zhiqiang to withdraw from the bidding and let Hongmeng Capital get 29% of the shares.”

"Then I made the following arrangements—"

"By October, you will package and sell all mobile phone businesses to the company I designate. With your control over Lenovo, this is not difficult. We will acquire them legally and compliantly at fair value, without taking a single penny from the public."

"Before the Lunar New Year film season starts in November, you must resell your Damai.cn shares to Wenjie Ticketing. And please take care of your two little brothers from the Taishan Club, Ma Yun and Li Yanhong, in advance."

The old chairman's face turned ashen, and after hesitating for a long time, he finally remained silent.

"Please organize an internal accounting and return process within Lianxiang to the equity income of Ni Guangnan and other researchers at the Institute of Computing Technology. After the fair value is determined, the 29% stake held by Hongmeng will be gradually sold back to Lianxiang's existing shareholders after you transfer Damai.cn and the mobile phone business, but at the market price at that time."

"I don't care whether you're after privatization or not, you can bid for it yourself when the time comes."

Boss Lu said in a deep voice, "According to your own words, you are willing to accept the consequences of your bet. This is what you get for cooperating."

The old chairman remained silent, his heart filled with bitterness.

If it weren't for Lu Kuan, and if I hadn't been eyeing Wenjie's equity value and provoking him, I might already be drinking celebratory wine with Lu Zhiqiang, and the privatization project would be a success.

Now, they have to sell off all of their substantial investments in Damai.cn and the mobile phone business, the second largest division under LinkInfo, and make up for the losses suffered by Ni Guangnan and others back then. Finally, they will have to acquire the remaining 29% of the shares themselves, but they will also face the risk of bidding wars, so the price will obviously not be low.

All things considered, even if the grand undertaking of privatization is realized, there will be very little profit left for them to seize.

The conditions proposed by this traitorous dog were particularly vicious, with every step crossing my bottom line. He wanted to dump a severely damaged privatization achievement on me.

It is a pity that it is tasteless.

Thinking of his current infamy and his daughter Liu Qin's tragic fate, the old chairman no longer had the strength to glare at the traitors. As if his spine had been removed, he slumped in his chair.

"I promise you," he said dejectedly after a long pause, "but you must make sure my daughter is alright!"

“I can’t guarantee it.” Boss Lu shook his head firmly without hesitation. “I’m not joking with you. I have no idea who ordered, carried out, or directed the arrest of Liu Qin. I don’t have that much power to influence American law enforcement.”

“But you don’t need to worry too much.” Lu Kuan grinned and teased, “Our ‘hometown America’ system has a lot of advantages, and the bail system is quite friendly to the rich. You should find a lawyer to make contact with them.”

That beast! After saying all that, he still won't budge on the issue of Liu Qin's personal safety!

The old chairman harbored deep resentment, almost grinding his teeth to powder, but he could no longer muster the courage or strength to resist, and could only watch helplessly as "Emei Peak" steadily walked away.

As Li Shoucheng said, those who achieve great things value power most. If one's body goes weak, one's spine will break. If one's spine breaks, one's soul will scatter. Even if one has a thousand schemes afterward, one is nothing more than a walking corpse.

Only now did the old chairman truly understand what it meant for the tide to turn. Lu Kuan's calm and composed demeanor throughout the day felt like a dull knife slowly carving into his bones.

This once-powerful business tycoon now relies on a foreign legal system, described by his rivals as "friendly to the rich," for even the safety of his daughter. When even his own daughter becomes a bargaining chip, the backbone that supported him through thirty years of success in the business world after the reform and opening up has been shattered into dust by the time traveler's devastating attack.

The midday sun was blazing and exceptionally hot, seemingly intent on extinguishing all evil spirits and monsters.

The light extended all the way to the seats in the bidding hall, where a figure slumped about was merely a remnant of an old era, swept away by the tide of justice.

……

Those who were able to appear at the Beijing Stock Exchange this morning, apart from the three parties involved in the transaction, were all government officials.

Everyone seemed oblivious to the farce that unfolded today, unaware, unconcerned, and uncommunicative, simply going with the flow.

No matter how you look at it, making public the old chairman's unbelievable accusations and loss of composure is a slap in the face to the leaders who previously supported him. No one would do something so harmful to others and not to themselves, and it would only make them disliked.

Therefore, the dramatic and exciting script unfolding on set today remains unknown to outsiders.

The only information the large groups of media reporters outside the Beijing Stock Exchange had was that the exchange was "eager" to make the announcement at 4 p.m.

When gods fight, mortals suffer. They've been through enough trouble these past few months; even two vice presidents have resigned.

Announcement from Beiping Property Exchange regarding the successful transfer of 29% equity interest in Lianxiang Holdings Co., Ltd.
(Beijing Property Rights Exchange [2009] No. 1141)
According to the "Notice on Relevant Matters Concerning the Transfer of State-owned Enterprise Property Rights" issued by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission of the State Council and related regulations, the transfer of 29% equity of Lianxiang Holdings Co., Ltd. has been completed through a public bidding process.

Following multiple rounds of competitive negotiations and comprehensive evaluation organized by the Beijing Stock Exchange, Xiangjiang Hongmeng Capital Co., Ltd. successfully acquired the target equity with a final bid of RMB 28.55 billion.

The quoted price is within the valuation range of the asset appraisal report and has been filed and approved by the Ministry of Finance.

The exchange will continue to arrange the equity transfer and simultaneously initiate the adjustment of the company's governance structure. The seats of the new board of directors of Lianxiang Holdings will be redistributed in accordance with the "Equity Transfer Agreement".

This transaction strictly adheres to the principles of "openness, fairness, and impartiality" and is subject to the guidance of the supervisory team dispatched by the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and the Ministry of Finance throughout the entire process.

If any bidder has any objection to the transaction results, they may submit a written application for review to the Beijing Stock Exchange within 5 days of the announcement.

The news spread like ripples across a calm lake.

It all started with a drop of ink falling into clear water. The announcement page on the Beijing Stock Exchange's official website was refreshed on time. A few lines of cold, Song typeface characters, like a steel stamp, imprinted the transaction price of 28.55 billion yuan and the four words "Hongmeng Capital" into history.

Then came the ripples beneath the surface of the lake. Press releases from authoritative media outlets swept across the scene like schools of fish, carrying keywords such as "Hongmeng," "Zhuang Xu," and "Lianxiang" in all directions. The data flow on the financial terminals instantly boiled over, and the trajectory of the numbers was more convincing than any words.

Then the lake surface rippled, and the snippets of conversation on social media, like dragonflies skimming the water, reflected different colors in each ripple.

Some are pondering the deeper meaning behind "Zhuang Xu, former vice president of Wenjie," while others are speculating on the mysteries of "Wenjie's capital empire."

Most ordinary netizens were simply overjoyed, celebrating the downfall of their former chairman, whom they had made famous by the "storyteller" Hu Xijin.

Aside from the parties involved and relevant leaders, the ones who care most about the former chairman are the other three entities in the "axis of evil," as well as Tencent, which went to Beijing on August 8th but quickly returned disappointed.

Ma Ying-jeou and Wang Jianlin are increasingly wary of the richest man in mainland China, but the competition will not stop. There is no reason for them to back down just because they hear his infamous name; otherwise, what's the point of their business? They might as well just surrender.

After years of observation, they can clearly see this person's style of doing things. In normal business competition, everyone relies on their own abilities, and there is no complaint about winning or losing, just like the long-term backwardness of Wenjie Ticketing.

But once he's off the table, he'll have no bottom line whatsoever.

Old Ma and Li Yanhong, among other involved parties, were somewhat apprehensive. Their only consolation was that this time they were merely cheering from behind the old chairman, without actually charging into battle.

They used to think that if the sky fell, someone would hold it up, but now that even such a respected "old giant" has had his head smashed open, Ma Yun and the others can't help but start to carefully plan for the future.

Especially for Ahri, whose competition is becoming increasingly fierce, she can't just sit and wait to die, can she?

Of course, they will soon learn more about the uncertain future of Damai.cn and Lianxiang from Liu Chuan.

The old chairman doesn't have much free time to deal with these "anti-French alliance" comrades right now. Even he himself has been beheaded. The most important thing now is to rescue Liu Qin in Operation Hurricane and then rebuild Lianxiang's old territory.
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On the evening of August 29th, when everything had finally settled, Wenyuhefu.

The male head of the household, who had "passed his home three times without entering," returned from working and fighting away from home. He took a short rest in his cozy little home and strolled around the manor with Liu Yifei, a rare treat for them.

As dusk settled, the surface of the Wenyu River was dyed peach-colored by the sunset, ripples shattered the cloud shadows, and golden light danced on the tips of the reeds.

The transplanted Chinese locust tree casts swaying shadows, and the lingering fragrance of locust blossoms mingles with the moist air from the riverbank, floating and sinking in the late summer breeze.

The couple stood by the railing on the banks of the Wenyu River, where a cool breeze was blowing. Liu Yifei, who had been forced by her elderly mother to wrap a silk scarf around her face, was enjoying the gentle breeze.

Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Liu Yifei, who always seems to be in the throes of new love, is striking poses, eagerly anticipating the photos her husband will take.

"Close your eyes, immerse yourself in the glow of the sunset, and imagine the light spreading across your brow bone and the tip of your nose."

Liu Yifei did as she was told, her long eyelashes casting fine shadows in the sunlight, like two small fans gently covering her cheeks.

Occasionally, when she looks up, her eyes seem to reflect the shadows of clouds, and the dimples she passed down to her children reappear as expected, like ripples spreading across a pond disturbed by the spring breeze.

The top-tier director and first-rate cinematographer kept snapping photos, then, admiring himself for a while, flipped through his notes before calling to his wife, who was still posing, "Okay, not bad!"

"Let me see, let me see!" Xiao Liu excitedly leaned over to look, the fragrance of locust blossoms in her hair brushing against her husband's nose with her movements.

Pointing to a backlit profile photo, she exclaimed, "The shadows of my eyelashes look like they're outlined in gold leaf! So impressionistic!"

She suddenly frowned and tapped the screen, "But this closed-eye expression looks so silly, delete it quickly!"

Liu Yifei suddenly said with regret, "It's a pity that when we invited Teacher Zhao to take photos for the baby's 100th day, you were too busy with trivial matters to get away, so there was no photo of our family of four together."

"These old fogies are really annoying!"

Lu Kuan was speechless: "We've already taken nearly 20GB of baby and family photos, why would we care about one or two more?"

Xiao Liu comfortably lay half-up on the stone platform of the manor, enjoying the heat. Then he got up and, like a clever little devil, looked around:
"Ahem, Emei Peak, this is Vitamin Qian. The organization sent me to make contact. Please report truthfully to the organization about BS Fund today and your downline in the enemy country, the United States."

The washing machine squinted and said, "I suspect you have listening and recording devices on you. I request a body search." As he spoke, he put one arm around his wife's supple waist and then squeezed one of her breasts hard.

"You lecher! If you were to join the underground Communist Party, you'd probably confess the moment you saw a female spy striking a seductive pose on your first day."

"Impossible." Washing Machine continued working on her hands. "If she confesses on the first day, how can she accept the test of beauty? Play with four or five female spies first before confessing."

He suddenly put his arm around his wife's shoulder, just like he had in the morning, and the two of them moved even closer together.

Even though there are no other creatures within a few hundred meters besides the fish in the Wenyu River, one should still be subconsciously cautious when discussing this matter.

"The first number I'm giving you today is the recipient of the BS fund product after it has undergone multiple layers of nesting and offshore rebranding. It's a close associate of your shady neighbor."

"There's no need to discuss the second number further."

Lu Kuan said in a low voice, "Do you remember that time when you were so scared by the pig's head that you lost your voice? In order to punish that Japanese professor, I asked Harvey to ask our black neighbor to help us pull some strings in the legal system and get him severely punished."

"The pretext he used was his long-standing experience as a lawyer and senator in the Chicago area, and he later used this as an excuse to thank him—it was on that occasion—"

Boss Lu laughed and said, "While you and Michelle were making the cake downstairs, my code name Emei Peak officially came into effect. I also developed a top-notch American informant, an informant specifically to protect us."

"I gave it the unilateral code name Black Sea, which is also the origin of the BS Fund."

"The reason for going to such lengths is to avoid Harvey's suspicions. By using you, a former neighbor and recipient of their help, as a pretext, we can avoid arousing suspicion from others and make our interactions more natural."

"In addition, Twitter played an important role in the election campaign, which led to the response we received in such a short time yesterday."

Xiao Liu's beautiful eyes widened upon hearing this, and her rosy lips parted slightly to reveal a row of pearly teeth: "Yes, if this matter is exposed, it will be far more fatal to him than to you."

Liu Yifei found it amusing: "You might be criticized by Americans as being like Yue Buqun from Chinese folklore, but maybe if you donate some money to USC or UCLA and do some Twitter marketing, your reputation will be back."

"At most, their North American companies and assets will be seized under false pretenses. They can just pay to avoid trouble."

"Comrade Hei Hai is different; he's too fatal for a re-election campaign."

Recalling the political and business drama of the morning, she remarked with some emotion, "The code name 'Emei Peak' is truly fitting. Using the Black Sea to eliminate the old traitor and the young traitor was incredibly satisfying."

"Aside from the conditions you proposed to Liu Chuanzhi, are you just going to let him continue to run Lianxiang?"

"Otherwise what?" Lu Kuan laughed. "Even a centipede dies but doesn't fall down. He is a model of reform and opening up that is put up in the public eye. Even if he was hit hard this time, he still has a bunch of old guys from the Taishan Society behind him."

"Leaving aside others, Lu Zhiqiang of Oceanwide Holdings this morning alone is comparable to Wanda and Tencent."

As the sunset faded on the horizon, Boss Lu remarked with some emotion, "This time it was quite a rollercoaster ride, but we finally managed to cut off the root of the problem and achieve our goals for Damai.cn and the mobile phone industry."

"It is true that using Ni Guangnan and others to manipulate public opinion was for the public good, but it also upheld justice for them and helped them get back the treatment they deserved, so it was acceptable."

His tone was full of confidence: "The current chairman may just be 'old' in the future, and even if we want to create something similar, we'll have to find another opportunity."

“We can’t really force him to his death right now; such a thing is not allowed in China.”

Looking back on the tumultuous past three months, Liu Yifei was moved by the fact that she had finally achieved her goal and reflected on how difficult it was to fight against others.

How is the old president who has been in the business world and legitimate business circles for thirty years since the beginning of the reform?
Completely losing power under the dual pressure of public opinion and capital seems to be simply because it chose the wrong opponent at the wrong time. One wrong step and there was no chance of recovery.

The wife, with a gentle expression, turned her head to look at her husband who was enjoying the evening breeze and sunset. The weariness from the days of battles still lingered between her brows, and a few fine lines could be faintly seen at the corners of her eyes.

But those deep eyes remained calm and serene, allowing her to always feel at ease within them.

Liu Yifei couldn't help but reach out and cover his face: "Although the old chairman is quite hateful, he and Liu Qin have also suffered quite a bit this time. Life is unpredictable, and these storms are too dangerous."

Looking at his wife, whose eyes were sparkling as she gazed at him, Lu Kuan couldn't help but kiss her on the lips. "The real danger is still far off."

"Investing in the Black Sea in advance is also to mitigate potential risks in the future, and it will be done abroad rather than in China, especially when we always speak out and act from the perspective of the government and the people."

He was giving his wife a heads-up: "Now that the company has an additional stake in a mobile phone business, North American Wenjie will provide assistance to this joint venture in terms of technology transfer in systems, chips, and other software and hardware. This is actually quite sensitive."

"Including in the near future, when the world's aircraft carriers truly set sail, attempting to make their voices heard and seize cultural discourse power in the world, my Mount Emei will eventually be exposed one day."

"Westerners may seem to be the most rule-abiding, but they are actually the most barbaric and shameless people in the world. My most personal crisis may occur at that time."

At first, Liu Yifei was a little confused, but when she thought about the Twitter account he used to hide his identity as Liu Xiaoli, she began to understand.

Netflix and Twitter are currently in a dormant phase, not making any exaggerated statements or leading cultural trends, and they have the protection of Black Sea, which has received protection money. But what about the future?
Xiao Liu, holding her husband's arm, sighed softly, recalling the tension in her muscles that morning when Liu Chuanzhi nearly punctured the BS Fund at the Beijing Stock Exchange. She leaned against his shoulder.

"I know you have a lot to do, but I'll always be there for you. I'll be happy to help you in any way I can, just like this morning."

"But remember, there are always three people waiting for you at home, and never put yourself under a dangerous wall."

"We really can't live without you."

Liu Yifei's voice was as light as a feather, yet the firmness it conveyed was enough to make one's heart tremble.

Beneath the magnificent sunset, the time traveler's spoilers of the worst-case scenario for the future, stemming from the Black Sea Project, inevitably triggered a natural yet profound confession from his wife.

The fierce battle with the axis of evil has come to a temporary end, and the afterglow of the setting sun has also pressed the pause button on this somewhat lengthy game.

And this painstakingly crafted Comrade Emei Peak was able to let go of all his calculations and defenses, and slowly sail into the harbor of Vitamin Qian.

(End of this chapter)