866: Chapter 861 Receives a Thirty Billion in Debt

Chen Guangke's hand was already reaching toward his waist.

As long as Shen Yan gave the order, he would absolutely make this pretentious fellow grovel on the ground looking for his teeth within a second.

But Shen Yan did not move.

He just watched Pei Jue quietly, his eyes holding a kind of pity reserved for the dead.

"I gave you a chance."

Shen Yan stood up and straightened his collar.

"Since President Pei doesn't want to be an Employee..."

"Then don't be one."

With that, he turned and left.

Franz followed behind, and as he passed Pei Jue, he made a face at him.

"You will regret this, four-eyes."

"Really, the last time I blew up my family's castle, the butler spoke to me the exact same way."

Pei Jue watched the backs of the three as they departed and scoffed disdainfully.

"Arrogant fools."

He took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Notify everyone, blockade all channels."

"Not even a single copper wire is to be sold to the Shenyan Group."

"I will make him crawl back here begging me."

However...

Pei Jue did not wait for Shen Yan to kneel.

He didn't even manage to wait for the sun to rise the next day.

At eight o'clock that evening.

Pei Jue, who was singing while embracing a beautiful woman at a clubhouse, received a call from the Chief Financial Officer.

The voice on the other end was choked with tears, as if someone in his family had died.

"Boss! Something has happened!"

"It doesn't matter if it's the Singapore Bank or HSBC, they both suddenly announced they were recalling their loans!"

"Our capital chain is broken!"

The wine glass in Pei Jue's hand dropped to the floor with a 'smack'.

"What are you panicking about!"

"It's just a loan recall? No matter how much the penalty fee is, cover it first, I'll go talk to the Bank manager!"

"It's useless, Boss!"

The CFO almost screamed.

"It's not just the Banks!"

"Customs just suddenly seized all our containers at the port, claiming they were suspected of smuggling contraband!"

"And... and..."

"And what?!" Pei Jue roared.

"And our three major suppliers just sent termination notices, saying they are ending all cooperation due to force majeure!"

"Also, evidence of you laundering money for that warlord suddenly exploded on the dark web..."

"Boss, it's over, everything is over..."

Pei Jue only felt the world spinning around him.

He collapsed onto the sofa, his face ashen white as paper.

This was a premeditated massacre.

No.

This was not a massacre.

This was dimensional reduction striking.

To mobilize the Banks, Customs, suppliers, and even hacker power to encircle and suppress him comprehensively within just two hours...

This wasn't something that could be achieved just by having money.

This required an information network and execution capability so terrifyingly vast.

"Shen Yan..."

Pei Jue uttered the name with a tremor.

He finally understood that the young-looking man was not some fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

He was a Tyrannosaurus Rex wearing human skin.

"Ding—"

Pei Jue's private phone suddenly rang.

It was an unfamiliar number.

He answered it with a trembling hand.

"President Pei."

Shen Yan's completely flat voice came from the other end.

Franz's complaints about the airplane food being terrible could still be heard in the background.

"I am on the plane back to the country."

"The market value of your Far-Reaching Logistics should have already fallen below its issue price."

"Ten minutes ago, I had Chen Guangke acquire all your debt for one dollar."

"In other words..."

"You are not only bankrupt now..."

"You also owe me three billion."

Pei Jue's fingers gripping the phone turned white, and cold sweat ran down his forehead into his eyes, stinging painfully.

That arrogant loftiness was now shattered beyond recognition.

"Mr... Mr. Shen..."

His voice trembled, laced with a trace of pleading.

"I was wrong."

"That batch of goods, I will send it to you immediately! For free! All for free!"

"And the shares, I don't want them anymore, not a single bit!"

Silence reigned on the other end for two seconds.

"President Pei, did you misunderstand something?"

"I am not negotiating business with you."

"Your company is already bankrupt, and your goods are currently impounded by Customs. I will have someone bid on them when they are auctioned off in a couple of days."

"I am calling you now only to ask you one thing."

"That offer of five million US dollars annually..."

"It has now become five thousand RMB a month, room and board included."

"Do you accept, or not?"

Pei Jue felt as if an invisible giant hand had violently squeezed his heart.

From a logistics tycoon worth tens of billions...

To a wage laborer earning five thousand a month...

The gap between them was more thrilling than jumping from ten thousand meters without a parachute.

He wanted to refuse.

But he dared not.

Because he knew, if he refused...

What awaited him would not just be bankruptcy and debt.

The enemies who would come knocking now that his money laundering evidence was exposed would tear him to shreds.

Shen Yan had blocked off all his escape routes.

Leaving only a single path to survival.

That path was to become Shen Yan's dog.

"I... accept."

Pei Jue squeezed out those words through his teeth.

In that moment, his pride, dignity, and scheming all turned into a joke.

"Very good."

"The plane ticket has already been sent to your phone."

"I want to see you at the company tomorrow morning at eight o'clock sharp."

"One minute late, one hundred deducted from your attendance bonus."

The call ended.

Pei Jue looked at the economy class e-ticket on his phone screen.

He suddenly remembered the face Franz had made when leaving.

That madman was right.

He truly regretted it.

High above the ten thousand meters altitude...

The gulfstream g650 sliced smoothly through the night.

Franz held a can of cola, staring at Shen Yan in stunned silence.

He had clearly heard that entire phone call.

"My God..."

Franz swallowed.

"You... you bankrupted him just like that?"

"That was Far-Reaching Logistics! An industry giant!"

"You crushed it like crushing an ant?"

Shen Yan closed the tablet computer in front of him; the screen displayed the words "Acquisition Complete."

"He brought it upon himself."

"In this world, some things can be haggled over."

"But some things cannot."

"For example, my patience."

Shen Yan turned his head and looked at the terrified Franz, showing a rare, genuine smile.

"Now, your new colleague has been secured."

"If you want to buy any equipment in the future, go find him directly."

"His KPI is quite heavy now, after all, he still has to pay back three billion in debt to me."

Franz shrank his neck.

He suddenly felt that being chased by Shen Yan for only four months had been incredibly lucky.

At least Shen Yan hadn't bought his family's castle and demolished it to build a public toilet.

"Um..."

Franz cautiously shifted his body to the side.

"I wanted to ask..."

"About my budget proposal for the Quantum Computing Center..."

"What did you think of it?"

"I wasn't trying to embezzle funds, I just wanted to buy... a slightly more expensive coffee machine."

Shen Yan closed his eyes and began to rest.

"As long as the project progress is not delayed..."

"You can buy a gold-plated coffee machine if you want."

"But if you dare to put anything like an infrasound generator in my office again..."

"I will tie you to a rocket and launch you to Mars."

"I believe, with your talent, you will definitely be able to establish a colony there with your bare hands."