After the divorce, he went on a motorcycle trip, and his ex-wife and daughter were filled with regre

"No way!"

The executives shouted in unison, their eyes blazing with fury.

Those who can sit here are all top talents in China's financial industry. Who among them doesn't have a bit of passion and pride in their bones?

Nobody wants to swallow the insult of being treated like dirt by foreign capital!

"very good!"

Jiang Ye nodded in satisfaction, a cold smile curving his lips.

"Since they dare to reach out, we'll chop off their claws!"

"This is not just a commercial acquisition; it's a defensive battle! A battle to protect our core industries in Hanju, a battle to protect the technological dignity of China!"

Jiang Ye suddenly turned his head and looked at the financial director sitting on his left.

"Old Li, could you report on how much readily available liquid cash we have on hand?"

CFO Lao Li immediately stood up, adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, and loudly reported to the supervisor:

"Reporting to the boss! After the recent period of capital recovery, Kunlun Capital's headquarters account currently has 12 billion RMB in readily available cash flow!"

"If we add our reserves in overseas accounts, we can raise 20 billion in two hours!"

Two hundred billion!

The moment this astronomical figure was announced, a collective gasp filled the conference room.

This is the terrifying power of Kunlun Capital!

This is the source of Jiang Ye's confidence to act with impunity in Hanzhou!

"That's enough!"

Jiang Ye waved his hand, his eyes flashing with a crazy and confident light.

"Lei Heng, immediately contact the founding team of Xingchen Technology and tell them that for every amount Blackstone Fund contributes, Kunlun Capital will always add an extra 1 million!"

"Furthermore, we only want equity; we won't interfere with their daily operations or R&D direction!"

"Legal Department, immediately draft the highest-level investment agreement and anti-takeover clauses, plugging all legal loopholes. We absolutely cannot allow Blackstone to find any fault with us!"

"Investment department, immediately start monitoring all of Blackstone's fund movements in the Asia-Pacific region. I need to know what their bottom line is!"

Jiang Ye's orders were issued in rapid succession, clear and logical, and filled with murderous intent.

The entire conference room was like a super war machine that had been fully activated, and it began to operate wildly.

"Want to break ground on my turf? Have you even asked about the billions I have in my hands?"

Jiang Ye crossed his arms and stared at the Starry Sky Technology information on the holographic screen, his eyes as cold as knives.

"Today, I'm going to show these Wall Street wolves what true 'dimensional reduction attack' really means!"

"Act now! Prepare to deploy billions of dollars and win this brilliant financial battle!"

. . . .

The icy rain mercilessly washed away Shen Qinghan's shattered dignity, and completely extinguished the last vestige of unrealistic fantasy in her heart.

at the same time.

At the corner of this dimly lit street, a pair of bloodshot eyes, filled with madness and despair, were staring intently at this tragic scene.

The owner of these eyes is none other than Gu Ziming!

At this moment, Gu Ziming was nowhere to be seen as the dashing playboy and top rich kid of Hanzhou he once was.

His designer suit was filthy from rain and mud, his hair was a messy, tangled mess, his eyes were sunken, his beard was unkempt, and he reeked of a nauseating stench.

He looks exactly like a homeless person scavenging for food in a garbage dump!

The liquidation process for the Gu family's bankruptcy has begun, and all those cronies who used to follow him around calling him "Young Master Gu" have now disappeared without a trace.

What's even more terrifying is that he had previously borrowed a whopping 300 million yuan in high-interest loans from underground banks to cover the company's financial losses!

Now that the Gu family has fallen from power, those ruthless debt collectors are like sharks that have smelled blood, hunting him down all over the world.

Just last night, he was cornered in an alley by several burly men and almost had his legs broken.

The other party threatened that if he didn't receive the money within three days, they would chop him up and throw him into East Lake to feed the fish!

Gu Ziming has completely lost his mind and is resorting to desperate measures!

He had placed all his hopes on the Shen family, expecting Shen Qinghan to transfer 50 million from the Shen Group's accounts so that he could go to the underground banks to stabilize the situation and save his own life.

However, he secretly followed Shen Qinghan all the way and witnessed Shen Qinghan being kicked out of the house by the old lady of the Shen family like trash.

Then he witnessed Shen Qinghan kneeling at the entrance of Donghu Apartment like a stray dog, getting splashed with mud by Jiang Ye's car.

Gu Ziming knew perfectly well that the Shen family was completely finished, and that despicable woman Shen Qinghan couldn't possibly come up with a single penny!

"Damn it! You bitch! You useless piece of trash!"

Gu Ziming hid in a dark corner, spat a mouthful of bloody saliva on the ground, and his eyes became extremely resentful and crazed.

Since the Shen family can't come up with the money, and since Jiang Ye is so heartless, then don't blame him for being ruthless!

Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well pull off a big heist!

Jiang Ye is now the big boss of Kunlun Capital, worth hundreds of billions. Even a single hair on his head is thicker than his waist.

As long as we kidnap Shen Qinghan and use the child in this woman's belly as a bargaining chip, I don't believe that Jiang Ye, the former "God of Pure Love," would stand by and watch her die!

Thinking of this, Gu Ziming's lips curled into a sinister sneer.

He pulled up his collar, covering most of his face, and like a ghost, silently followed behind the distraught Shen Qinghan.

Shen Qinghan was wandering aimlessly through the pouring rain on the street.

Her mind was blank; her soul seemed to have been drained, leaving only a lifeless shell.

She was completely unaware that danger was closing in step by step.

When she reached a remote section of road where even the streetlights were broken.

suddenly!

A rough, large hand suddenly reached out from behind her, and a wet towel that smelled of pungent chemicals was tightly covered over her mouth and nose!

"Ugh! Ugh!"

Shen Qinghan stared wide-eyed in terror and struggled desperately.

However, she had already been soaked in the rain for several hours and was extremely weak. How could she possibly break free from the crazy restraint of a grown man?

The pungent smell rushed straight to my brain through my respiratory tract.

After struggling for less than ten seconds, Shen Qinghan's vision was plunged into endless darkness, and her body went limp and collapsed.

Gu Ziming sneered and dragged the unconscious Shen Qinghan like a dead pig into a dilapidated van that had been prepared beforehand and didn't even have license plates.

With the accelerator floored, the rickety bread truck let out a grating roar in the rainy night, speeding headlong towards the outskirts of Hanju.

……

I don't know how much time has passed.

Shen Qinghan slowly opened her eyes amidst a severe headache.

The vision gradually became clearer from blurry.

What came into view was an empty, dilapidated abandoned warehouse that reeked of mildew and rust.

Above, a faulty incandescent light bulb was hissing and emitting a dim, eerie glow.

Shen Qinghan moved his body and suddenly realized that he was tightly tied to a rusty iron chair by a thick hemp rope!

The rope was pulled so tight it dug deep into her flesh, and the slightest movement caused excruciating pain.

"You're awake? My fiancée."

A cold, hoarse sound, as unpleasant as fingernails scraping glass, suddenly rang out in the empty warehouse.