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The auction house manager stood in the crowd, his face as white as paper.

He just said that Shen Ze was young and impetuous, and that Shen Jianjun cut his losses in time, but then he turned around and estimated the value of Qingnian Road at 6.8 billion.

Now that he's heard that Shen Jianjun's new energy project is a scam, he's completely stunned.

This is hardly a birthday party.

This is practically a public execution of the Jianjun Group.

Sun Xia froze on the spot, her lips moved but she didn't dare to speak.

She was about to invest in a spot, but luckily she hadn't had time to transfer the money yet, otherwise her family would have been dragged into this mess too.

Her husband had previously stated that if Jianjun Group continued to lose money, they would not borrow any more.

Now, Shen Jianjun has not only lost money, but has been swindled out of all his remaining cash.

Anyone who touches this mess is doomed.

Sun Mei finally reacted. She rushed to Shen Jianjun, grabbed his collar, and screamed shrilly, "Shen Jianjun! You piece of trash!"

Everyone was startled by her.

Sun Mei's face contorted, her eyes bloodshot and terrifying: "Four hundred million! That's four hundred million! How could you dare to bet it all?"

"You sold Qingnian Road for 230 million, and that 6.8 billion yuan worth of land to Shen Ze!"

"Now Zhao Wenxuan has swindled another 400 million!"

"Shen Cong lost 1.3 billion, and you were swindled out of 400 million. You and your father are both utterly useless!"

"The Jianjun Group has fallen to its current state entirely because of you!"

Shen Jianjun was shocked by the scolding. He looked up at Sun Mei, his eyes filled with despair.

Normally, he would have yelled back long ago.

But now, he doesn't even have the strength to refute it.

Sun Mei is right. Shen Cong lost 1.3 billion yuan, so he sold Qingnian Road and trusted Zhao Wenxuan.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

The Jianjun Group ship was pierced by the hands of the father and son.

The expressions on the faces of the surrounding guests became even more subtle as they watched this scene unfold.

Someone whispered, "What Mr. Sun said may be harsh, but it's not wrong."

"The Shen family father and son are truly outrageous; one lost 1.3 billion, and the other was swindled out of 400 million."

"The most outrageous one is Shen Ze, who made over six billion yuan in a single move."

"This difference is so stark, who wouldn't laugh?"

"Jianjun Group may really not be able to hold on this time."

These words, when they reached Shen Jianjun's ears, were even harsher than Sun Mei's curses.

He cared most about his reputation his whole life, but today, at his own birthday party, in front of so many prominent people in Shanghai, he became the biggest joke.

As Sun Mei continued her tirade, her chest heaved violently, and her fingernails almost dug into her palms.

She hated Shen Jianjun, and even more so Shen Cong, but she knew better than anyone that now was not the time to go crazy.

The Jianjun Group cannot fall, at least not today, in front of everyone.

If all the guests leave, and if the financial chain is completely confirmed by the outside world, then tomorrow banks, suppliers, and creditors will pounce on them like wolves.

At that point, the Shen family won't even be able to salvage their last shred of dignity.

Sun Mei forcefully suppressed the scream in her throat and abruptly loosened Shen Jianjun's collar.

She crouched down, placed her hand on his shoulder, and said in a much lower voice, "Jianjun, calm down."

Shen Jianjun's eyes were vacant: "Calm down? The money's gone... all gone..."

"It's not over yet."

Sun Mei gritted her teeth and lowered her voice, "There are so many people here today, and they all wanted to invest in new energy projects, which means they have money and are willing to look for projects."

"We cannot admit to what Zhao Wenxuan did."

Shen Jianjun looked up, his eyes finally flickering: "What do you mean?"

Sun Mei leaned closer to him, lowering her voice even further: "Just say it was a joke, a misunderstanding between you and Chairman Jia."

"New energy projects can no longer be mentioned, but Jianjun Group has other projects."

"First, we need to stabilize them and get them to invest money to replenish the group's cash flow."

"If we can raise the funds tonight, we'll still have some room to maneuver tomorrow."

Shen Jianjun stared at her blankly for a few seconds before he finally understood what Sun Mei meant.

They concealed the truth and continued to make money.

Regardless of the explanation, the first priority is to attract the money from the guests present and plug the hole in Jianjun Group's coffers.

This method is very dangerous, but he has no other choice.

The banks are pressing for repayment, the suppliers are pressing for repayment, the stock price is falling, and the Li family will no longer lend money.

If we don't get the money tonight, Jianjun Group may be completely crushed tomorrow.

Shen Jianjun, holding onto the edge of the table, struggled to his feet.

His face was still deathly pale, but he forced a smile.

"Everyone."

His voice trembled, but he still managed to speak, "Please excuse my poor performance."

All eyes in the banquet hall were on him.

Shen Jianjun took a deep breath and said with a forced smile, "What I just said was just a joke between Chairman Jia and me."

"There are indeed some procedural issues on Zhao Wenxuan's side, but it's not as serious as everyone thinks."

"Jianjun Group's cash flow is not as bad as the outside world says."

He spoke more and more fluently, as if he were deceiving others, or perhaps himself.

"The matter of Youth Road is in the past; the new energy project is just one of our plans."

"In addition, Jianjun Group also has several urban renewal, commercial complex and industrial park projects."

"Since everyone is here today, I won't hide anything from you."

"Jianjun Group will open up a portion of its cooperation opportunities in the future."

"Those who are willing to trust me, those who are willing to trust Jianjun Group, can talk now."

Sun Mei immediately chimed in: "Everyone, you all heard the phone call just now; it was just a quarrel between business rivals."

"Jianjun Group has been in Shanghai for so many years, and its foundation is here."

"We don't lack projects, we just lack friends to work with."

She glanced around, her tone becoming sincere: "Those who are willing to help today will become members of the Shen family in the future."

These words immediately piqued the interest of some people in the banquet hall.

After all, although Jianjun Group has run into trouble, even a weakened camel is bigger than a horse.

If we can get a share of the project at a low price, we might even be able to get a bargain.

Moreover, Shen Jianjun has already adopted such a humble attitude.

After a moment's hesitation, a real estate tycoon said, "Mr. Shen, if it's a core project of Jianjun Group, I can invest 80 million first."

Another boss immediately chimed in: "I can also get 50 million, but I want the right of first refusal."

"I'll invest 100 million."

"I can offer 60 million."

"Mr. Shen, could we finalize the framework of the contract tonight?"

With more noise, the atmosphere became lively again.

A glimmer of hope finally appeared in Shen Jianjun's eyes; there was hope.

If I can get this money tonight, even if it's a desperate measure, it will at least plug the most pressing problem.

Sun Mei breathed a sigh of relief and quickly instructed the servants to prepare a meeting room.

"Don't worry, everyone. Contract terms are negotiable. Jianjun Group will not treat its friends unfairly."

The guests looked at each other, and some had already started asking their assistants to prepare funds.

Just then, the villa door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.

Before the servants at the door could stop him, a tall, imposing figure walked in.

He wore a black suit and had a calm expression.

Shen Ze has arrived.