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The sky over Haicheng looked as if it had been splashed with a layer of lead-gray paint, pressing down heavily overhead.

The air conditioning in the conference room on the top floor of the Su Group building was blasting.

On that huge mahogany table, everyone's teacup was steaming, but no one reached out to pick it up.

Su Zhenhua sat in the first seat.

She's over sixty years old, her hair is dyed jet black, but the wrinkles around her eyes and the sagging bags under her eyes are impossible to hide.

He was twirling two walnuts in his hand, the clicking sound particularly jarring in the deathly silent room.

"I already know about Wang Kai's matter." Su Zhenhua stopped turning the walnuts and glanced at the faces of every director present. "This was his personal behavior, his misconduct, and he betrayed Su Nan's trust. As the project leader, Su Nan's main responsibility is to misjudge people and to fail in his supervision."

He paused, his voice deepening, "Young people, they're bound to make mistakes sometimes. I've already suspended him from his duties for reflection. Liu Zhen will temporarily take over the project. Does anyone have any objections?"

This isn't a discussion; this is a notification.

The senior directors exchanged glances. Director Zhang's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but after looking at Su Zhenhua's gloomy face, he swallowed his words.

This whole thing in southern Jiangsu has blown up so much, with a deficit of over 20 million yuan, and now they just want to brush it off with a simple excuse of inadequate supervision?

However, the Su family holds the most shares, and the Su Group is still under the Su family name.

Just as Director Zhang sighed and was about to nod and compromise as usual, the heavy mahogany door of the conference room was pushed open.

There was no knocking or appointment.

The doors on both sides seemed to be knocked open by the wind, and the hinges made a soft creaking sound.

Bai Jingyou walked in.

He was dressed very formally today, in a dark gray custom-made suit, without a tie, and with the collar slightly open, giving off an inappropriate sense of relaxation.

Chen Mo followed behind him, carrying a stack of folders, with several lawyers carrying briefcases and looking shrewd beside him.

Su Zhenhua stopped eating the walnuts in his hand, his brows furrowing instantly: "This is a board meeting. Who let you in? Where's security?"

The security guards at the entrance had already been stopped outside by the black-clad bodyguards brought by Bai Jingyou, and could only watch helplessly.

"Chairman Su, it's been a long time." Bai Jingyou ignored his question, walked straight to the empty seat at the end of the long table, pulled out a chair, and sat down with an air of authority. "I'm here to attend the shareholders' meeting, and it seems inappropriate for security to stop me, does it?"

"Shareholders' meeting?" Su Zhenhua sneered, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Young Master Bai, this is the Su Group, not your Bai family's playground. If you want to play house, go back to your Qianyu Technology."

"It seems Chairman Su has been busy cleaning up after your son these past few days and hasn't had time to look at today's equity change announcement." Bai Jingyou snapped his fingers.

Chen Mo immediately stepped forward and slid a thick document in front of Su Zhenhua.

"Just ten minutes ago, through acquisitions on the secondary market and... through agreements with several enthusiastic shareholders, we now hold 5.1% of the shares in the Su Group." Bai Jingyou interlaced his fingers, rested his elbows on the table, and smiled innocently. "According to the company's articles of association, anyone holding more than 5% of the shares has the right to attend board meetings and raise questions about major business decisions of the company."

Su Zhenhua opened the document, his hands beginning to tremble.

In the section for the transfer agreement, the signatures were those of two minor shareholders who rarely appeared in public, and one of them was even his distant cousin!

"Third brother... has he gone mad?!" Su Zhenhua slammed the documents on the table.

"He's not crazy, he just doesn't want to see his stocks turn into worthless paper." Bai Jingyou said calmly. "Chairman Su, let's skip the small talk and get down to business. Regarding what you said earlier about misjudging people, I don't think that's quite accurate."

"What do you want to do?" Su Zhenhua stared at him intently, his eyes filled with a look that seemed to want to devour him alive.

"Exercise my right to question." Bai Jingyou tilted his head, gesturing to the lawyer beside him.

The lawyer turned on the projector he was carrying and connected it to the computer.

The large screen lit up instantly, and an audio ripple began to dance.

Su Nan's somewhat smug voice came from the speaker, so clear it was as if he were speaking right in everyone's ears.

"Wang Kai, after you transfer that 20 million, make sure the accounting is spotless. The old man's been scrutinizing us lately, so don't let him spot anything. Also, give this money to Uncle Zhang as a gift, and we'll split the rest 20/80 as compensation for our hard work over the past six months."

Another voice rang out, laced with obsequiousness: "Don't worry, Young Master Su, old man Zhang is just senile; a little bribe will shut him up. But as for Liu Zhen..."

"Liu Zhen? He's just a dog. Once the project is over, we can just find some excuse to kick him out and make him take the fall. By the way, we need to find a way to dilute the shares held by those old guys. If all else fails, we can create some negative news..."

The recording continued, and every word was like a sharp knife cutting into the hearts of every director present.

Director Zhang's face turned a deep shade of liver. He had just tried to smooth things over for Su Nan, but Su Nan had called him a senile old man behind his back.

The other board members were even more outraged.

"Su Zhenhua! Is this the good son you raised?!"

"Dilution of shares? Spreading negative news? He's trying to ruin us all!"

"Call the police! We must call the police!"

The once lifeless conference room instantly transformed into a bustling marketplace, filled with angry roars.

Su Zhenhua's face turned from white to red, and then from red to green.

He felt as if a red-hot iron had been shoved into his chest, the pain making it hard to breathe.

He pointed at the screen, his fingers trembling violently: "Turn it off! Turn it off! This...this is fake! This is slander!"

"Whether it's a forgery or not, the police will conduct an investigation." Bai Jingyou looked at the once arrogant old man, his eyes calm and without a ripple. "Chairman Su, you're quite skilled at using the 'tail-cutting survival' trick, but unfortunately this time the tail is too heavy, connected to the spine."

"You..." Su Zhenhua suddenly stood up, wanting to grab the teacup on the table and smash it.

The moment my hand touched the cup, I suddenly froze.

With a thud.

The teacup rolled over, spilling hot water all over the floor.

Su Zhenhua clutched his chest, his eyes rolled back, and he fell straight backward.

The person and chair crashed to the ground with a dull thud.

"Chairman!"

"Old Su!"

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance right now!"

The meeting room was in complete chaos.

Some people made phone calls, some pinched their philtrum, and some ran outside in a panic.

Bai Jingyou remained seated in the same spot, without moving an inch.

He looked at Su Zhenhua lying on the ground, at that pained and contorted face, and gently shook his head.

"Chen Mo, notify the Supervision Department to transfer this entire set of evidence, along with the genuine and fake account books from the past few years, to the Economic Crime Investigation Team."

"Yes, young master."

"By the way, issue a public announcement saying that the Su Group is actively cooperating with the police investigation and is undergoing a thorough internal restructuring." Bai Jingyou stood up and straightened his cuffs, which were free of wrinkles. "After all, we are also shareholders, and we have to consider the stock price."

……

Outside the hospital emergency room, the corridor was stark white.

The disinfectant has a pungent smell.

Bai Jingyou leaned against the wall, looking at the red operating light that was lit up.

Several of Su's relatives were crying and shouting at the door, but none of them dared to come up and talk to him.

Half an hour later, the police arrived.

When Su Nan was taken away, she happened to be passing through the corridor.

He was wearing silver handcuffs and his head was covered by a cloth, but the policeman stopped for a moment as he passed by Bai Jingyou.

Su Nan struggled to tear the clothes off her head.

Those eyes were bloodshot, like a demon crawling out of hell, staring intently at Bai Jingyou.

"Bai Jingyou...you're ruthless. You're really ruthless." Su Nan's voice was hoarse and strained, as if squeezed out from between her teeth. "You angered my dad to the point of hospitalization, and sent me to prison. Are you satisfied now?"

Bai Jingyou looked at him, and that look made Su Nan feel cold.

It wasn't hatred, nor was it pleasure; it was indifference.

It's like watching an ant being run over by a car on the roadside.

"Su Nan, you've got one thing wrong." Bai Jingyou's voice was very soft, only the two of them could hear it. "It's not that I wanted to do anything to you. It's your own greed and your own stupidity. I just gave you a push. Besides, is it only your Su family allowed to act, but not me?"

"You..." Su Nan was about to curse again when the police pushed her.

"Behave yourself! Let's go!"

Su Nan was taken away, staggering.

Bai Jingyou watched his figure disappear around the corner, then turned to Chen Mo: "Is the matter settled?"

"It's done." Chen Mo handed over the tablet. "The news has been released: the Su Group is suspected of major economic crimes, and its chairman suffered a heart attack and was hospitalized. As soon as the stock market opened, Su's stock price immediately hit the daily limit down, with hundreds of thousands of sell orders. It's unlikely to open this week."

On the screen, the green candlestick chart looked like a precipice, plummeting straight down.

"However..." Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, "Young Master, there's something not quite right."

"explain."

"While monitoring the market just now, besides the panic selling by retail investors, there was also a large fund frantically dumping shares. And..." Chen Mo frowned, pointing to the unusual trading volume, "this fund is still accumulating shares at low prices. It's not one of our people, nor is it the Su family's self-rescue fund."

Bai Jingyou took the tablet and looked at the constantly fluctuating data.

Fast, accurate, and ruthless.

Taking advantage of the collapse of the Su Group, this capital is like a shark that has come smelling blood, tearing apart the huge corpse of the Su Group.

This method doesn't seem like that of a speculator trying to make money; it's more like... coming with hatred.

"Investigate." Bai Jingyou tossed the tablet back to Chen Mo, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes. "It seems there are other big fish lurking in the waters of Haicheng besides us."

That's what makes it interesting.

It would be too boring to simply crush the Su family idiots.

Outside the window, the sirens of ambulances still echoed, like a dirge for this once-glorious business empire.