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Chapter 795: Chapter 692: The Feast Before Blood Transfusion (Seeking Subscriptions!)_1
Boke looked gloomy.
He didn’t know what to say.
He felt a sense of helplessness.
Ouge reminded him, "Boke, you’d better go along with their wishes, do a good job of follow-up remediation. This matter can neither be concealed nor erased, you can forget about the media in Australia, focus on crisis public relations in your country."
"Thank you, Legislator Ouge, I understand." Boke knew, the Australian media was their battlefield, but the United States was not. He could operate here to try and minimize the spread.
"Alright."
He hung up the phone.
Boke sank back into his chair.
He looked at the setting sun.
His mood was as dismal as the sunset.
It seemed that the stock price of the company would certainly fall tomorrow, and he would face considerable trouble.
But how did this happen so suddenly? There were no signs, he couldn’t figure out who sent the email because there were too many people with motive - those who were resentful, those who wanted to stir up trouble, or even those who harbored a grudge against that boss, far too many to differentiate.
Boke rubbed his forehead.
He suddenly thought of Chai Ren.
Thinking of this, Boke vigorously shook his head. Chai Ren was surely still in Mulaiel’s hands. Even if they didn’t tear up the ticket, the Chai family couldn’t possibly pay the ransom so quickly, let alone find him, the mastermind behind this. Moreover, it was impossible for them to accurately find his weakness and plan such a big event.
Never mind.
First, deal with the matter at hand.
....
Congo Gold.
In the hotel suite.
Chai Ren watched the omnipresent news in Australia.
His heart was also greatly shocked.
Although he started this matter, the entire plan was carried out by this organisation. One email directly provoked the election strife in Australia, making Boke a bargaining chip, and a chip that must be sacrificed at that.
This was even more exciting than he had imagined.
Yes.
Chai Ren had become addicted.
The fighter reported: "Boke has already started crisis public relations in the United States." This matter had become a task and one that had to be paid for. Chai Ren felt no pressure about this. It was worth the price.
"Is there a good way to thwart him?" Chai Ren quickly asked. Sometimes slapping someone would really become addictive, especially these sneaky activities, and watching their performance from behind.
Chai Ren truly enjoyed this feeling.
"Yes, Boke has only one objective in this crisis. That is to stabilize the stock price of the company and avoid a significant fall. We can expose the information about his company’s tax evasion in Alaska." The fighter replied.
"Okay, just release it," Chai Ren excitedly said. While this wouldn’t get Boke in jail, it could make him feel sick. He had fallen in love with the thrill of controlling the situation.
Over the next few days.
Chai Ren got swept up in the excitement.
The news from the fighter was expensive, but well worth it.
Every time Boke completed an attack, after all the fuss, new problems would pop up. The results of Australia’s investigation also came out - fines, making up for the shortfall in iron ore, the company being added to a strict monitoring list, etc. All these matters fell on Boke’s head.
The loss.
In actuality, was borne by the entire company.
But.
As a major shareholder, his losses were also huge. In addition, other nauseating trivial matters, such as rumors about being a customer who doesn’t pay after services rendered, the scandal about him partying with three people in Las Vegas, including a man.
It almost drove Boke crazy.
Even the previous gathering for substance abuse was also revealed.
He might be facing prosecution from the New York State Court.
However, none of these were fatal information.
But they were sickening.
At this point, Boke could no longer discern whether someone was deliberately trying to mess with him or if the media had entered deep dig mode, getting hold of a news hotspot, and insisting on digging in deep, even if they had to fabricate events.
These past few days Boke had aged a few years from all the torment.
The company’s board of directors finally decided to remove his CEO position and retain only his seat on the board.
Seeing Boke’s misfortune.
Chai Ren finally felt that the suffocation in his heart had lessened somewhat.
....
On the other hand, everything that Chai Ren did.
Tang Qing saw everything, like watching a drama. Although it was unpredictable, it wasn’t very exciting.
Tang Qing could understand Chai Ren’s cowardice.
If someone tried to kill him, if Tang Qing knew about it, he would definitely find a way to kill the other party. Because he has the fighters, he could act without reservation. No matter who you are, he was not afraid of being found out, nor was he worried about someone accusing him.
The loyalty of the fighters was absolute.
But Chai Ren is different.
He would have too many reservations about doing such life-threatening things.
If he did, it would mean that his friend Tang Qing is in possession of his evidence and witnesses of contract killing, which is unacceptable to Chai Ren, especially considering the company behind Boke where all other shareholders are rich people with certain fame in the industry.
Abiding by the Huaxia saying - ’Better less trouble than more trouble’.
Chai Ren has no choice but to back down and can only resort to this disgusting but not deadly method of revenge against Boke. But this has nothing to do with Tang Qing. After all, he made a fortune from this task, five million US dollars, a whopping forty million RMB.
Information.
Especially key information.
The speed of wealth creation really rivals a printing press.
...
December 10th.
Saturday.
Chai Ren concluded his trip to Africa.
And returned to Huaxia.
The first stop was to see Tang Qing. He didn’t even go back to his home in Beijing, under the pretext of wanting to have some good food to calm his nerves. This led Zhan Xi to call Lin Jiaxue to ’check in’, while subtly expressing his desire to taste the delicious food cooked here.
Naturally, Lin Jiaxue readily agreed.
Lin Jiaxue wasn’t sure if it was because of Chai Ren, but in recent months, Zhan Xi often called to chat with her about this and that, clearly trying to ingratiate himself. It remains unclear whether it is for the ’delicious food’ or to build ’relationships’.
As for this.
Tang Qing understood.
A woman like Zhan Xi, who is married to a family like Chai Ren’s. 𝚗ov𝚙𝚞𝚋.c𝚘m
Negotiating diplomatic routes as a wife and maintaining her husband’s friendships is her duty as a wife.
Or one could say it’s their compulsory course, for someone like Chai Ren has too many friends, all of whom are very influential. And with not enough help to maintain these relationships, she must take on the responsibility of a daughter-in-law in such a family.
In her spare time from usual work.
Her own time is very limited, either she is usually with various people or small circles to socialize. At critical moments, many things can be solved without Chai Ren’s involvement, all it takes is a phone call from Zhan Xi.
This is the social principle of the upper class.
It is also why this class is very cautious in choosing their spouse.
Should they marry someone who doesn’t know anything, can’t speak or lacks certain levels of knowledge and cultivation, it would be a headache for them to have such a spouse at home. Therefore, those born in that kind of family usually marry women who strongly agree with these rules and are capable of maintaining them.
Inside the villa.
Chai Ren was wolfing down his breakfast.
As if he were a starving ghost reincarnated.
"Master Chai, there’s plenty of food, no need to rush." Tang Qing smiled faintly.
"I don’t care, I just want to eat. Chinese food in Africa never tasted right, let alone compared to yours. Tang Qing, can you open a restaurant in Beijing? I would go there every day." Chai Ren said with his mouth full of food.
"Don’t you often have vegetables and fruits air freighted from Qingyan City? Put some work into it, the taste won’t be too bad." Tang Qing laughed.
Chai Ren muttered: "There are only fruits and vegetables in Qingyan City, no meats and seafood like yours. It’s only vegetarian. When can meats be provided there?"
"The meats are impossible. The production cost for these ingredients is too high. It’s not possible to go to the market or to be supplied externally. I barely have enough to eat for myself." Tang Qing shook his head. The effects of meats are too obvious, they are not suitable for external supply.
"Such a shame."
Chai Ren looked disappointed.
After the meal.
Tang Qing and Chai Ren sat in the living room watching TV, digesting their food.
Lin Jiaxue was upstairs, learning to paint with Yunxin.
"Little Tang, are you interested in getting into the mining industry?" Chai Ren suddenly asked.
"Why would Master Chai say this?" Tang Qing looked at Chai Ren.
Chai Ren explained: "The other day I was chatting with that classmate of the president’s son, there are quite a few high-quality mineral deposits in the Congo. He wanted me to invest, but I am a little worried about the situation there."
"Okay, what kind of partnership are you suggesting?" Tang Qing asked. Chai Ren has three ways for his mining cooperation. His first option is a sole investment by the Chai family, the second is with Yunqi Investment, and third is with an African United Mining Group.
Chai Ren hesitated: "Just the two of us as the major shareholders, my classmate will handle affairs in their country. The second gen will hold some stocks, but there is a risk. His father definitely can’t be president for another term. Once it’s someone else’s turn, there will be risks."
"Risk doesn’t matter. I just need to know how big the benefit is." Tang Qing didn’t care about the risk at all.
With his capabilities, who would dare to grab from him? Even if the next president of Congo Gold wants to cause trouble, he could put him in his place in a minute. He wouldn’t dare to confront developed countries now, but a country in Africa is not a threat to him at all.
"It’s big. His father is stepping down in this term, the cabinet will be reshuffled, and many key positions will be changed. In the final stage, many people want to make a fortune from it and earn some retirement funds and dues.
They need to find powerful partners to protect their interests, so not only us, but also many large companies in Western countries. These companies all have some background, and later, the Congolese government won’t dare to offend them too much so that their stocks can be secured." Chai Ren slowly explained.
Hearing this.’
Tang Qing understood. This was a feast before a blood transfusion.
As long as they don’t go too far, and with some background, Congo Gold won’t hold them accountable. This is equivalent to selling national assets in disguised form, but ordinary people can’t consume it, nor do they have the qualifications to consume it.
Otherwise, the Congolese government would need to find someone to make an example of.
"How much money is needed?" Tang Qing asked directly.
Hearing Tang Qing agreeing to it, Chai Ren was pleased. With Tang Qing’s participation, he would dare to grab these mines. Otherwise, handing these mines over to Yunqi Investment would feel like a loss to him, he was more inclined to pull them into the African Union Mining Group for irregular protection.
And the best result would be to pull Tang Qing in. With his relationships, the same effect could be achieved. Most importantly, it also serves as a thank you to Tang Qing, with deepening mutual interest being the top priority.
