Chapter 58: What Are You Barking For?

Wait!
Did not the CEO of Future, Jess, go bankrupt shortly ago due to the bursting of the internet bubble?
The company could naturally not be his!
Could it be?
Did his own son open Future?
Thinking of this, Huang Yu instantly lost his composure.
If his precious son was truly the mastermind behind Future, just how wealthy was he?

"I am eighty percent certain that Future belongs to Feiyang!"
Finally, the old master Huang delivered a definitive verdict.

Hearing the old master's words, Huang Yu wore a bitter smile.
While feeling a surge of pride and self-satisfaction in his heart, he was also filled with bitterness.
When it came to business talent and the ability to make money, ten of him wouldn't even be a match for his own son!

Shortly after, the old master Huang changed the subject.
He brought up Chen Xiruo!
He also brought up Yang Yiyi!

"This brat is good at everything, except for being a bit fickle in love."
"Lately, those two old fellows haven't stopped nagging me about a marriage alliance!"
Sighing, the old master said with a complicated expression.

Regarding this matter, he was both pleased and immensely troubled.
Could this brat Xinyang not consider the consequences?
Given the family backgrounds of the two young ladies, did he still expect to have it both ways?
What a scoundrel of a brat!

Hearing the old master's words, Huang Yu's expression became equally fascinating.
To be frank, as a parent, he was extremely satisfied with both Chen Xiruo and Yang Yiyi.
Whether in terms of family background, appearance, emotional intelligence, or intellectual quotient, they were well-matched with his son.
He wouldn't have any objections to either of them becoming his daughter-in-law.
As for having both?
He didn't even dare to imagine it!
At the same time, he found it immensely troublesome!

Fortunately!
The brat was still young, only eighteen years old, so there was still time to carefully figure things out.
...

Speaking of trouble, there was someone right now who was also in agonizing distress.
This person was none other than Li Wen, who had been miserably entrapped by Huang Feiyang.
He had pushed Uncle Fu out to take the blame, but judging by the current situation, it had not achieved his expected outcome.
The people on the board of directors might be satisfied!
However, the small shareholders at the general meeting of shareholders remained deeply dissatisfied!
Many were still causing an uproar!
And to his knowledge, some institutions and investors seemed intent on liquidating the Li Group shares in their hands.

Just thinking about it made his head ache with a double migraine.
Today was Saturday!
If things continued this way, what was he going to do on Monday?

The only thing that gave him a sense of relief was that the media had been relatively cooperative.
They were all writing advertorials for the Li Group!
Surely that would play a significant role, right?

These past few days, Li Wen had been feeling utterly blocked in his chest.
Unable to contain his anger, he actually made a phone call to Huang Feiyang.

"Brat!"
"You'd better return that one hundred million US dollars to me, otherwise..."
Upon connecting the call, he spoke in a somewhat exasperated tone.

Normally, he wouldn't have acted this way.
Such behavior was simply too foolish and entirely unfitting for his status and prestige.
However, after all these days of heavy losses for the Li Group, the cash in his hands had also been nearly exhausted.
On top of that, his hatred for Huang Feiyang and Yang Yiyi could be described as profound.
In his view, everything was triggered because Xinyang International Trade had sued the Li Group and himself.
Naturally, he found it impossible to remain calm.

Unfortunately for him, before Li Wen could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Huang Feiyang.
Moreover, Huang Feiyang's words almost angered him to the point of coughing up blood.
What did it mean to rub salt into the wound?
What did it mean to touch upon a sore subject?
What did it mean to tick someone off with zero fear of the consequences?
Now, he finally got to experience it firsthand.

"What kind of dog are you barking for?"
"As the saying goes, a barking dog doesn't bite!"
"If you've got the guts, bring it on! Who's afraid of whom?"
"Instead of wasting your idle time here, you'd better worry about the Li Group's affairs! Who knows, your stock might turn into junk shares by Monday? Your company might even go bankrupt?"

As he spoke, Huang Feiyang even let out a gloating chuckle.
When dealing with enemies, why bother showing any courtesy?
"Money that enters young master's pocket is never coming back out!"
Finally, after dropping those words, Huang Feiyang hung up the phone.

"Pwah!"
On the other end, inside Li Wen's office.
Overwhelmed by a surge of pent-up anger, he actually coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed unconscious.

Not long after he passed out, his secretary pushed the door open and entered.
"Boss!"
"Ah!"
"..."
...

Toward evening, a piece of news captured widespread attention in both Southeast Asia and China.
The head of the Li Group, Li Wen, had actually been hospitalized after coughing up blood from sheer fury and overwhelming stress!
According to reports, Li Wen's very first words upon regaining consciousness were:
"Huang, I will never let you rest until one of us dies!"

In response, some gossip media outlets in Southeast Asia launched various speculations and reports.
Had the Li Group fallen to its present state because it was targeted by a super tycoon surnamed Huang?
Or what was truly going on?

"What the heck?"
Having dinner with two beauties that evening, Huang Feiyang was momentarily stunned upon seeing this news.
His expression turned very peculiar.
Could this fellow really have been angered into this state by him?

Thinking of this possibility, Huang Feiyang's eyes filled with a playful amusement.
Similarly, Chen Xiruo and Yang Yiyi cast bizarre, knowing glances at Huang Feiyang.
Intuition told them that Li Wen coughing up blood from fury and being hospitalized was probably related to this guy.

"Actually, it's nothing much!"
"It's mainly because this guy's psychological resilience is just too poor!"
"Not long ago, he called me demanding his one hundred million US dollars back!"
"Are you kidding me? That money was his compensation for the losses suffered by Xinyang International Trade; how could it possibly be returned to him? I just sneered at him a couple of times, never expected he'd actually cough up blood and end up in the hospital!"
Shrugging his hands, Huang Feiyang said slowly with an innocent look.

"Pfft!"
Hearing Huang Feiyang's words and seeing his expression, the two beauties couldn't help bursting into laughter.

In Guangzhou, inside the living room of a large-flat apartment in a luxury residential complex.
Seeing this news, a flash of sympathy crossed George's face.
"Why provoke the Boss? Isn't that just asking for trouble?"

In New York, USA.
Jess, who had woken up early for a workout, also saw the news.
"As expected of the Boss!"
"Not only did he push the enemy into such a miserable state, but he also angered him to the point of coughing up blood? What a talent! Truly unrivaled!"
Turning off the treadmill, Jess clicked his tongue in wonder.

Rubbing his chin, Jess fell into deep contemplation.
He wondered if Li Wen would cough up blood all over again on Monday.
By then, Future was going to make a massive fortune at the expense of the Li Group!
Once Future finished cashing out, those stocks would be practically reduced to junk.

Thinking of this, Jess felt an incomparable sense of anticipation.
Along with that came a deep sense of fulfillment.
To systematically drive a corporation with assets worth billions of US dollars to its complete ruin!
That really felt fantastic!