webnovelvip Chapter 189 Stock Market Crash, Company Employees in Panic
Chapter 189 Stock Market Crash, Company Employees in Panic
Attorney Qian scrambled out of the office.
On his expensive gray suit hung shredded pieces of the contract that Lin Zhou had torn up. He looked like a comical, stray dog.
Inside the office, Old Chen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, the stack of reports in his hands was clenched into tiny pieces.
"Director Lin, this is a really big disaster."
Old Chen's voice was trembling.
"Zhou Lixing is a mad dog. If you tear up his contract in public, he'll definitely tear our Starry Sky Media apart."
Su Qingge slumped back into her executive chair, her eyes somewhat vacant.
Looking out at the gloomy sky, she felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe.
"I have no regrets."
Su Qingge took a deep breath and turned to look at Lin Zhou.
"But I'm worried that Starry Sky won't last until tomorrow. The bank's collection letter has arrived, and as soon as the funding chain breaks, those suppliers will tear us to shreds immediately."
Lin Zhou walked behind her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and gently massaged them.
"Honey, don't worry. With me here, the sky won't fall."
Lin Zhou's voice remained calm, yet it exuded an undeniable power.
However, the world did not become gentler because of Lin Zhou's composure.
Just half an hour after the contract was torn up.
Dynasty Entertainment's counterattack came crashing down like a tsunami.
In the secondary market.
Starry Sky Media's stock price was already fluctuating due to previous rumors, but it was suddenly hit by a massive sell-off by several large funds.
The numbers on the sell order board plummeted like a drop tower.
Five points.
Eight points.
"It's hit the daily limit down! Mr. Su, it's hit the daily limit down!"
The secretary pushed open the door and entered, her face as pale as paper, her voice trembling with tears.
"It's not just the stock price; just now, several long-term material suppliers sent us official letters saying that we must settle the final payments immediately, or they will stop the promotion of all our subsequent films."
"And...and a few minority shareholders led a disturbance in the meeting room, saying they wanted to withdraw their investment!"
Su Qingge suddenly stood up.
"Let's go to the conference room."
……
The atmosphere inside the meeting room was even colder than the late autumn outside.
Three or five men dressed in suits were sitting around a long table, each with a fierce look on their faces.
The one leading the group was an old shareholder named Wang Cai, who usually received a lot of dividends, but he was the one jumping the highest at this moment.
"President Su, you've finally arrived."
Wang Cai slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups clang loudly.
"Look at the stock price now! My net worth has shrunk by half! Why did you have to marry such a troublemaker?"
"Young Master Zhou offered such good acquisition terms, why aren't you signing?"
Su Qingge stood at the door, her eyes cold.
"Starry Sky Media is my life's work. Zhou Lixing's claim of acquisition was robbery!"
"Robbery is better than bankruptcy!"
Another shareholder stood up, pointed at Lin Zhou who had followed in, and spoke in a harsh tone.
"Director Lin, winning the title of 'King of Singers' is glorious, but singing can't save the starry sky! What are you pretending to be so tough for? You're not tearing up the contract, you're tearing up our hard-earned money!"
"Mr. Wang is right."
Wang Cai gave a sarcastic, cold laugh.
"President Su, if you still care about our past relationship, go apologize to Young Master Zhou now and re-sign the contract. Otherwise, we'll see you in court!"
Hearing these once polite elders act so coldly, Su Qingge couldn't help but feel her eyes redden.
She wasn't afraid of losing.
She felt sorry for Lin Zhou.
This man sacrificed so much for the starry sky, but in the eyes of these capitalists, he became a burden that could be discarded at any time.
"Wang Cai, say that again?"
Lin Zhou took a step forward, his eyes sharp as knives.
He didn't explode, but the suppressed anger made the temperature in the entire conference room drop sharply.
"Who are you trying to scare?"
Wang Cai took a step back somewhat guiltily, then straightened his chest again.
"Without money, nothing you say matters! Starry Sky can't even scrape together ten million in its accounts right now, can it? The bank's coming to seize our assets tomorrow, what are you going to use to intimidate us?"
Su Qingge closed her eyes and clenched her fists.
Her mind raced, calculating the value of the real estate under her name.
Several villas, several sports cars.
If we mortgage everything, we might be able to raise those three hundred million.
But this is merely a short-sighted solution.
As long as Zhou Lixing doesn't open his mouth, Starry Sky still has no future.
"Uncle Wang, everyone."
Su Qingge opened her eyes again, her voice a little hoarse, but with a resolute tone.
"I will buy back the shares at the original price. As long as I, Su Qingge, have a breath left, I will not let you lose money."
"But I will never bow down to Zhou Lixing."
"Buy back at the original price? What are you going to offer?"
Wang Cai scoffed.
"You can't even pay off your bank debts right now, and you want to take our shares? Stop making empty promises!"
"She has no money, but I do."
Lin Zhou spoke calmly.
"You have it? How much? Tens of millions in bonuses? Or just that little bit of pay?"
The shareholders burst into laughter.
In their eyes, no matter how popular Lin Zhou is, he's just a slightly more expensive artist.
In the face of financial giants, they wouldn't even be enough to fill a gap between their teeth.
Just when tensions were high and despair was surging like a tide.
"boom!"
The conference room door was suddenly and violently pushed open from the outside.
Two burly bodyguards, dressed in black trench coats and wearing sunglasses, barged in.
They stood expressionless on either side of the door, their professional military-like aura instantly silencing the noise in the conference room.
"Who is it? What do they want?"
Wang Cai was startled and shouted in a bluffing manner.
Nobody paid him any attention.
Followed by.
A deep, steady engine roar came from downstairs.
Everyone instinctively looked out the window.
A black Hongqi sedan, bearing a Beijing A license plate with a string of special numbers, slowly pulled up in front of Xingkong Media, surrounded by a group of luxury cars.
The background color of the license plate was so bright that it hurt Wang Cai and the others' eyes for a moment.
Looking out the window, Lin Zhou's originally gloomy eyes finally revealed a helpless smile.
"Honey, our reinforcements have arrived."
Su Qingge hadn't reacted yet.
Outside the door, a steady and dignified footstep approached from afar.
Every step.
It's as if they're all on the beat of everyone's heart.
A middle-aged man with slightly graying temples, dressed in a crisp Zhongshan suit, walked in with his hands behind his back and a blank expression.
The person following behind him was none other than the current president of Huasheng Bank.
The bank manager was bowing slightly, his forehead covered in a fine layer of cold sweat, standing beside him like a subordinate who had done something wrong.
A middle-aged man walked into the conference room.
He looked around, his gaze lingering on Wang Cai and the others for a second.
Just one second.
Wang Cai felt a chill run through his body, as if he were being stared at by some ferocious beast, and even his lips began to tremble.
The middle-aged man looked at Lin Zhou one last time, a faint hint of doting flashing in his eyes, before turning to look at Su Qingge.
"Qingge".
His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.
"Someone is bullying my Su family's son-in-law, why didn't you call Dad sooner?"
Su Qingge was completely dumbfounded.
Looking at her father, whom she hadn't seen for three years, tears welled up in her eyes instantly.
"dad……"
The middle-aged man nodded, turned around, and gave the shareholders, who were still in a daze, a cold glance.
"Who just said that my son-in-law should kneel down to talk?"