"Retreat......retreat quickly!"

Xiahou almost roared, got up from the ground, grabbed the female secretary's collar, and spitted on the other party's delicate face.

Although Su Moxue has injected only 10 billion more funds than him,

However, of the 140 billion he injected, 50 billion was borrowed from banks, and 40 billion was borrowed from small families.

Once the stock crashes, the 140 billion will become a bubble.

And he, Marquis Xia, owed a huge amount of 90 billion yuan in foreign debt.

Perhaps, when you have money, others will respectfully call him "Master Xia".

But once he becomes a pauper, not only will the bank sue him, but the people from the four small families are also the ones who eat people and do not spit out bones, and will definitely kill him.

The female secretary was also very panicked and kept nodding: "Master Xia, I'll go and withdraw now, I'll go immediately. You can let me go first!"

"Hurry up, withdraw all the funds. If you can't, I'll kill you!" Xiahoujue roared with red eyes.

"Yes...I understand." The female secretary almost crawled away from the office in a crying voice.

Xiahoujue pulled his fist tightly, his teeth choked, and his cunt, where did this bitch get so much money?

Xiahoujue felt a sense of regret. Perhaps, from the moment he smiled, he should have stopped.

In this way, the tiger down the mountain will not die, and the tiger red will not be abandoned.

And he is still the noble King Wuning.

But all of this was all taken in just one thought, for the so-called "face".

At present, the company is almost unable to save it!

"Master Xia, it's not good. They are still injecting funds!" Another secretary shouted.

"Then hurry up and retreat!" Xia Houjue felt dizzy, gasping for breath, and his heart was almost exploding.

"Mr. Xia..."

Someone stood up again: "Our stocks are starting to collapse!"

"Sell it quickly, hurry up!"

Xiahoujue was already desperate, and now he could get a little back. Otherwise, if the 90 billion foreign debt hole could not be blocked, Wu Ning would never have a place to gain his foothold.

Without money, he was just a gangster leader who was once a bit famous.

If you have enjoyed wealth and glory, you will not be willing to be displaced.

Could it be that he was asked to take a machete to compete with young people for territory and collect protection fees?

Xiahoujue's heart was bleeding, and sweat on his forehead was constantly dripping.

It has been twenty years since he became King Wuning at the age of thirty, and he has never been so embarrassed.

In the office outside, there were phone calls, curses, and screams, and they were messy like a vegetable market.

After an hour, it finally became quieter.

Everyone was dejected, with a look of fatigue on their faces, staring at the computer silently.

Sometimes, quiet is more terrifying than noise.

Xiahoujue's lips trembled and he asked hoarsely: "How many have you recovered?"

"Not less than one hundred billion." The female secretary's eyes were a little confused. She knew best, how did the 140 billion invested in it come from.

In other words, even if he recovered 10 billion, Xiahou still owed 80 billion foreign debts.

Yes, Sihai Group was shorted.

Xiahou Jue also became a pauper.

He also owed huge foreign debts.

"Hurry up, transfer nine billion to my overseas account, and there are ten billion left. You all have to share it. Hurry!" Xiahoujue must also be very clear about his current situation.

If you don't keep a penny, there will be no one to use it.

If he seizes the time and transfers nine billion, he can still be a little rich man safely even if he goes abroad.

Because he was unable to repay the 80 billion, so he had to run away.

A group of people became busy again, dividing the 10 billion he had recovered into dozens of accounts, and constantly transferring money to Xiahoujue's overseas accounts.

After Xiahoujue confirmed his overseas account on his mobile phone, he said nothing, put on his coat, called a few confidants, and went straight to the airport.

Otherwise, tomorrow morning, after the four small families know that their company has been shorted, they will definitely come to ask for the account.

Those people are not good men and women!

On the other side, Zhao Zhongyi's office.

Wang Tiejun, Qin Fei, and Su Moxue were sitting on the sofa drinking tea.

Outside, at least dozens of elites from the financial industry were typing on the keyboard.

Good news came in one by one: "The other party retreated!"

"We trapped them 130 billion."

"Excluding the original shares of Sihai Group, the net profit was 80 billion!"

"The China Banking Regulatory Commission has issued a delisting notice to Sihai Group!"

"Haha... Xiahoujue, that's all!"

Wang Tiejun took a sip of tea with a smile, and his face was also very happy.

Anyone who earns tens of billions a day will be happy.

Of course, the happiest ones are Su Moxue and Xiao Guan.

The collapse of Sihai Group means that their company can be brought back.

And all this is the clear and harmless Mr. Qin in front of him, who has a beautiful face and looks like a person and a person is in a flash of his fingers.

A stock market war without gunpowder seemed to come to an end with Xiahou's escape.

Julong Financial Company has also resurrected its life and re-listed due to the injection of funds.

Wang Tiejun divided the 80 billion he earned this time into three shares.

He and Zhao Zhongyi shared 50 billion, leaving Qin Fei with 30 billion.

However, Qin Fei also knew that Wang Tiejun's project in the Film and Television City had a lot of working capital, so he invested the 30 billion yuan, which was symbolic and held one percent of the shares.

At the beginning, Wang Tiejun didn't want a penny and gave Qin Fei 20% of his shares.

Now, it is equivalent to Qin Fei spending 30 billion yuan to hold 21% of the shares of Shengtang Film and Television City.

Su Moxue became busy as the company gradually returned to normal. But she ordered Xiaoguan to take the time to liquidate all the shares of those who asked for money in the hall that day.

Now, Giant Dragon Finance is 100% completely in the hands of Su Moxue.

Of course, Qin Fei also holds 50% of the shares.

However, Qin Fei didn't take it seriously.

What he wants to do is not to have much wealth, but to be worthy of everyone around him.

Yes, Qin Fei did it.

Don’t let Tathagata down, don’t let you down!

After almost a month of busy work, Su Moxue's affairs were finally completely resolved.

Qin Fei regained his freedom. He gave Zhao Erdan some advice on practicing martial arts and how to use Hongmeng Order.

Everything is so leisurely and comfortable.

However, with Long Feihong's call, it seemed that Jiangcheng began to stir up trouble again.

It was an evening. Qin Fei had just returned from the vegetable market and Long Feihong called in: "Hey, brother Qin, have you heard of something?"

"What's the matter?" Qin Fei asked curiously while thinking about whether the ribs tonight would be stewed or braised.

"I heard that Xiahou Jue issued a reward order abroad through his younger brother in China. He killed your family for one billion. He killed you himself for two billion. I just got the news, and I can't confirm the authenticity of the matter yet!" Long Feihong said with a little concern.

After all, it is easy to avoid hidden arrows and is difficult to prevent, and Xiahou is remotely controlled and commanded abroad, so the whole thing becomes extremely troublesome.

When Xiahou left, he took nine billion yuan away. Even if he offered a reward of billions, it would be enough for him and his son who was in a wheelchair to spend his whole life.

"fine."
Chapter completed!